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The Castle





Chap. 1.





The canoe trip



Renee was nearing the end of a five-hour drive on this hot long weekend of
august. As she approached the University, where her daughter Megan would be
enrolled in the fall, she recalled how the teenage girl, a science whiz,
wanted to come up here in the north because the University offered a good
course in Environmental Science and was close to the outdoors that she
loved. For the time being she had a summer job at a nature day camp down the
lake from the University where she was staying in residence.

Nearing the residence Renee wondered how much Megan had changed since
leaving home one month ago. She soon got her answer, for Megan, who had been
sitting on the steps of the building anxiously waiting, rushed towards the
car upon recognizing her mother. Strange how a month can change one's
perspective. Renee still had a child in mind. Instead, what she saw coming
towards her was a lovely tall young woman with long blonde hair dressed in
skimpy cut off jean shorts and an halter-top that came just below the
breasts leaving a bare midriff . She hurriedly got out of the car and the
two women hugged and kissed fervently. They had become very close since the
father had died eight months ago and had missed each other a lot this last
month.

"I'm so glad to see you darling," Renee said sincerely.

"Same here mom. I missed you very much."

"How do you like it here hon?"

"Very much. I love the job. We do all kinds of things outdoors; nature
hikes, canoe trips, barbecues, lectures. It's really great. And the boys are
really cool, wow."

Renee realized that she was at an age when sex and boys were a fixation.
However, not daring to ask, she hoped her daughter of seventeen was still a
virgin.

Taking the suitcase out of the car they went up to the room chatting all the
time about what had happened during the month. Megan was alone in a double
room and Renee would sleep on the other bed tonight.

"Is it ever warm in this room Megan, Renee commented.

"No air mom. Don't forget it must be 35 º C outside."

They drank a glass from a fine bottle of wine she brought to celebrate the
occasion.

After talking for about an hour they decided to go out for diner.

"I hope you don't come in that skimpy little outfit Megan, you hardly have
anything on," chided the mother.

"Oh mother you're such a puritan. Everybody dresses like this around here in
the summer; they are a great turn on for the boys. But don't worry I'll wear
something decent."

Returning from a long diner with plenty of wine and talk much of it about
sex- Megan had asked many personal, embarrassing questions that her mother
hardly knew how to answer- they lay on the beds talking about the trip.

"Can we have another glass of wine mom?"

"Ok baby just this time to celebrate our get together but you can't drink
too much. Remember you are not even eighteen yet."

"Pretty soon though mom."

There was no air conditioning and it was very hot. Soon they removed their
dresses and were lying there in panties and bras sipping on the wine and
talking about the next day..

The plan was to go down a river located a few kilometres south of the city
to its mouth on one of the Great Lakes. It was to be a short three-day
excursion since they both had to return to work after the long week- end.
Renee would take Tuesday off to return home. She had brought all the
necessary camping gear while Megan had made arrangements to rent the canoe.

"What are you going to wear mother."

"I didn't bring a lot. It's going to be hot the next few days. I have warm
slacks a couple of shirts a sweater a windbreaker and an old pair of jeans.

"What no shorts."

"I forgot them."

Well in this hot weather you will need something. How about I cut up those
old jeans? You won't need them.

"I don't know dear. I'm afraid you might cut them too short."

"Nonsense mother, don't be such a prude. I don't want to hear another word
give them to me."

"Ok boss."

While she worked on the jeans Renee got up to wash at a sink in one corner
of the room. Megan had never seen her mother so close and with so little on
for this long before. At her age she was very curious about other woman's
bodies so she slyly sneaked a peak while her mother was washing. She was
proud of what she saw. She saw a woman in dainty seductive underwear about
5'9" inches with a firm muscular body in tip top form. Renee had been
working out for years and although she couldn't be called an amazon, she was
close. From the back her biceps, triceps, deltoid, back and gluteus muscles
were well defined. Megan watched fascinated as she removed her bra to wash.
A few years back she had found her breasts sagging and rather flat, defects
that were rectified by a breast enhancement performed by a competent doctor.
Renee was quite proud of the results. They were rounder and larger than
before with large brown areolas and big nipples. The job was so well done
that nobody could tell them from the real thing. Even while standing in her
bare feet, her legs were solid, sinewy and long. Her calf muscles were tight
and bulging. Megan said to herself that her mother was a knockout.

When she turned to look at her lovely daughter, her face shone with great
beauty: excellent symmetrical features, big blue eyes, high cheek bones, a
thin long nose, large pouting lips, and long flowing blonde hair. She could
pass for the Egyptian queen Nefertiti.

Still glad only in her bikini panties, she walked over to Megan who was
finishing the alteration.

"Aren't they a little short?" she inquired.

"Please mom let me finish."

She sat on the bed waiting. The wine was turning her head and she knew it
would have the same effect on Megan. She looked at her child's blossoming
body from a peculiar new viewpoint

"Ok try these on now mom."

Renee pulled the shorts up her legs and over her hips to button them at the
waist.

"Cool," cried Megan.

"Oh shit," answered Renee.

They were cut so short that one could see quite a bit of the lower cheeks
above the ass crease. When she looked between her legs at the crotch there
was so little material left that it barely covered her crack

"These are practically thongs. I can't wear them. As far as I'm concerned
they are ruined. I'll look like a slut in these.

"Well maybe I did cut them a little short mom but they really make you look
sexy. Look in the mirror how divine you look."

Renee slightly inebriated paraded around to the applause of her daughter.

"Mom I'm jealous."

" Don't forget I don't have your age baby."

"You look so appealing to me mom."

"Maybe. But don't expect me to wear them tomorrow."

"We'll see. They were old anyway but we'll take them along in case."

Both slightly giddy women were now a little troubled by a strange erotic
sensation brought about by their nakedness, the naughtiness of the jeans,
the wine and the genuine natural attraction they had for each other.

"Its getting late Megan .I'm pooped, long day. Tomorrow we have to get up
early."

"Right mom that's ok with me."

Megan gave her mother a hug feeling the warm soft naked tits pressing
against her own. They held each longer than ever before, comfortable in each
other's arms. Before separating Renee did not give her a peck on the cheek
as usual but a long sensual kiss right on the mouth to which Megan responded
with warmth as she moved her lips provocatively over her mother's.

Flushed, Renee suggested that it was time to go to sleep now. They went to
their own bed and closed the light.

"Goodnight mom."

"Goodnight dear."

The next morning they got up at 6 o'clock, dressed, packed the car, went to
a restaurant for a hardy breakfast before going to the supermarket to buy
the perishable food and the ice for the cooler. It was already 25 º C and
very humid. The black slacks were definitely too warm thought Renee.

While driving the half hour ride to the marina, Renee could not help
glancing at Megan who was seated sideways her back to the door and her right
leg up on the dash. In that position her crotch was wide open showing the
red panties underneath the narrow jean material between her legs. She also
had on a spaghetti strap tank top that had been cut just under the boobs
revealing a hard bare midriff. Judging by the outline of her nipples it was
evident that she had no bra.

Further down the highway Renee on a whim turned onto a little used side
road, got out and asked Megan where she had put the cut-off shorts. Megan
found them and handed them to her. Outside the air-conditioned car the dark
slacks were unbearably hot. She took them off and put on the shorts. At the
same time she unbuttoned the shirt removed her bra and tied the shirt tails
together at the waist exposing the deep cleavage between the bulging globes
of her tits.

"What do you think of your old mom now baby."

"You look great, real sexy," and on that note they got back in the car
laughing and enjoying each other's company

Shortly after they arrived at the marina, rented the canoe and started
putting the gear in. The sight of these two goddesses dressed so
provocatively turned on the men, especially three fishermen who kept
whistling and making sly remarks. Eventually they were ready and they moved
off.

Pushed by the current, the two expert paddlers moved the canoe effortlessly
down the river. After about five hours, with a short pit stop on shore for
lunch, they arrived at a provincial campground where other canoeists where
camping. The only episode of note was a brief encounter with the same three
fishermen who followed them for awhile coming very close at one point.
However, nothing happened and the girls were happy to see them go.

They set up camp before putting on their thong bikinis to catch some rays.
Then they played in the water like two kids. Megan was able to remove her
mother's bottoms while evading her grip, but she wasn't fast enough or
strong enough for her mother who caught up to her and tore off both her top
and bottom. They wrestled in the shallow water to the delight of the male
campers who were watching discretely from a distance. After supper they sat
out with some other campers enjoying the rest of the diner wine. After dark
they sat quietly gazing at the starry sky and taking in the low mysterious
sounds of the night. Finally around 20h00 hours they lit a small lamp and
entered the tent. It was one of those rare summer nights when the
temperature was nice and warm, so they lay on the sleeping bags that they
left open for the moment.

In such an intimate environment, Megan always fascinated by sex and desirous
to learn more, asked numerous questions of her mother who responded
patiently. She wanted to know things like how often, how, where and in what
circumstances Renee had sex with her father. Renee did her best to answer
not wanting to alienate Megan whose questions were genuine. After all it was
her responsibility to educate her daughter. Nevertheless, to her surprise
she found that as she continued answering, her descriptions became more and
more explicit. She was taking pleasure in remembering the sex she had with
her husband. Moreover she detected that she was actually getting excite, a
little wet even.

As the conversation evolved they had slowly slid closer together as if the
nature of the confidential questions and answers needed to be whispered. In
the end they were lying on the same sleeping bag, their feet and legs
touching. Megan found her mother's scent and touch very comforting

Renee could tell that Megan was also getting aroused because her breathing
became more and more laboured and her voice turned throaty. Easy, woman,
easy, take care, watch it, she said to herself.

"You know Megan we are going a bit too far at times I think." she sighed.

"Mother I'm old enough to ask don't you know."

"Certainly, but I think we'd better go to sleep pretty soon. It's been a
long day. I'm tired."

"One last question mom, ok?"

"Well ok but only one."

"Did he ever spank you."

Renee was taken aback, had she heard correctly.

"I read that in some cases spanking can make sex better."

"That may be true dear but I assure you nothing like that ever happened with
your father," she lied."

"Now give me a kiss and let's go to sleep."

Tonight it was only a peck.

Renee lay back on her air mattress thinking back to the last years of her
marriage. Both she and her husband had found that their love life needed an
uplift. He had read that some women and most men were turned on by a
spanking and he suggested that to her.

"Don't answer right away dear. Go on the net and find out for yourself." he
asked her.

Renee who had once in a while enjoyed the porn on the internet really did a
lot of research. She wondered if all the stories had a grain of truth. But
when she went to more serious sites, she discovered that in many cases it
was true. Some women actually had orgasm while being spanked

One night while watching television together she got horny and blurted out,"
OK."

"Ok what dear" he asked.

"Ok for, for.the sp.the span.the spanking."

"Are you serious. You're joking right?"

"Don't make this harder than it is. I said, yes, why not. I read were it
works in many cases."

So by trial and error they had slowly progressed through spanking and later
to some light bondage. And true enough their sex life was enhanced. However,
she was not going to reveal that to her daughter at this time, perhaps later
if the occasion arose.

Reminiscing on that now Renee, who had had no sex for two years; the time
while her husband was dying of cancer and since then, got very, very horny.
Her hand moved involuntarily to her pussy and she started to masturbate.
Losing all sense of control she rubbed her clit faster and faster. From her
vagina came abundant juices that made a squishing sound as she massaged her
genitalia. Suddenly she erupted into a releasing orgasm. The moans and
grunts lasted quite a while and while she lay panting, she wondered if Megan
had heard. She had. The young woman had heard everything and was so aroused
she could hardly wait to bring herself off. But, she waited till her mother
was asleep before masturbating herself to a wondrous prolonged orgasm, after
which she immediately fell asleep.

The next morning Renee, sprawled nude on her mattress, awoke late to the
myriad sounds of the birds while basking in the warmth of a growing
happiness. True, she still missed her husband, she craved for more sex in
life but she had a lot to be thankful for; a lucrative career as a partner
in a law firm, an inheritance from her husband that left her independently
well-off, her excellent health and fine physique and most of all a beautiful
intelligent daughter whom she loved. Life at this moment was wonderful. She
was beginning to forget the past pain, hell, who knows she might even find
another man someday.

Megan slowly yawned, stretched, opened her eyes and looked lovingly at her
mother

"Hi, did you have a good sleep mom?"

"Haven't slept so deeply in a long time," came the replied. "I'm content for
the first time in months darling."

Megan slithered over and snuggled in her mother's arms.

They kissed again.

"Is it wrong to love you're mother so much."

"I don't know about a daughter's love Megan, but I do know that love is the
most important reason for living; yet we don't express it often or enough.
This is the first time we have been separated for so long. We both feel a
void. I know I missed you a great deal and I love you. My life seemed so
empty during the last mouth. We were both lonely I think. Maybe after a
great loss we need each other badly right now. The heart has reasons that
the head does not understand sometimes. This is one kind of love dear, there
will be other kinds in our life. Let's enjoy it now. They held one another
forgetting everything else for the moment.

"I'm hungry mom, how about you?"

"Let's have some breakfast baby."

After breakfast they decided to visit an abandoned fishing village at the
mouth of the river. While paddling towards the ruins Renee spotted the three
fishermen in the distance again, but that was it. She was not even sure they
had seen her. The village was very interesting. There was even a small
museum kept by an old time resident who still lived there. Back in the canoe
the water was calm and they headed for some small isolated islands offshore.
Stopping in a small protected cove, they decided to have a swim. Because
nobody was around they went in naked.

Suddenly as they were swimming a few meters offshore, from out of nowhere it
seemed, a boat came up fast cutting them off. It was the three fishermen.

"Well what have we here gentlemen two lovely slut mermaids skinny-dipping.
We finally got ya you cock teasers."

The women tried to swim around but the boat was faster and they were kept
away from shore.

"You'se gals have two choices, get in the boat peacefully or drown.

Renee whispered to Megan," You go that way and I'll go this way.'

The strategy was a mistake, the boat went after Megan who was dragged on
board. While she was hog-tied by two men the man at the motor drove the boat
right at Renee bumping her. She was disabled enough to permit the men to
drag her on board but she fought so hard they had a hard time holding her
down. Finally one of them punched her hard in the stomach causing her to
double up out of wind. While she was catching her breath they hog-tied her
also.

"You bastards. What do you want? Let us go right now," she screamed as she
started calling for help.

"Shut up you whore or I'll make you really regret it," one said as he
removed his belt and started whipping her arms buttocks and legs.

"Not too much. Don't beat the shit out of her. She needs to be in good shape
for us to get our money."

After a few more smacks with the belt, she cried out," Please stop, I won't
struggle."

Megan lying face down in the bottom of the boat was totally cowed.

"We'll take the canoe with us, tip it over out in the deep water. They'll
think that the two bitches drowned. Don't forget the clothes, we don't want
to leave any evidence. With the blindfolded woman out of sight below the
gunnels the boat sped off to the deep water where they turned over the canoe
letting it float upside down. Then they continued until they came to a yacht
waiting a few kilometres off shore.

The helpless females were untied, handcuffed and transferred aboard the
yacht. They were taken below, stretched out on a bed, one's right and the
other's left arm secured to bedpost on each side and left alone. Lying on
their backs side by side they held hands and waited anxiously.

"What's going to happen mom," whispered Megan haltingly, her voice trembling
with fear."

"I don't know Megan, but this is no joke. Whatever it is, I don't think it
will be pleasant."

"Did he hurt you very much mom?"

"Not that bad dear."

Megan's body was shaking as she started to sob.

"I know this sounds trite Megan, but you must be brave. Fight the fear,
don't give in. Don't think for one moment that I don't feel the same way as
you. We still have each other and I hope things will stay that way. Let's
take comfort from that. We can give each other the strength to survive no
matter what comes up. As best she could, Renee began caressing Megan's lower
body in an effort to sooth the young woman's anxiety. The enormous stress
exhausted them and surprisingly they dozed off. When they were awakened
later by the gruff voice of a man they were lying back to back their bodies
touching, their legs entwined feeling the security and warmth of the other's
presence.

"You first, " he said to Renee. He handcuffed her wrist, hobbled her legs
with a short chain and ankle cuffs before releasing the arm secured to the
to the post.

"Get up and follow me."

Impeded by the hobble, her body stiff and sore she walked haltingly behind
him with her arms handcuffed in back.

"First you go in there and piss baby. I don't want you soiling the bed."

After she finished she felt better but humiliated and dirty because with her
hands tied she couldn't wipe herself.

"Come over here and sit that nice big ass down so I can feed you."

He fed her yoghurt and ice tea one spoonful, one sip at a time, deliberately
spilling some over her chin down her chest making her feel like a baby. She
wanted to scream at him try to resist but why, where would she go. She would
only succeed in getting another beating.

"My, my we are a messy eater, he scolded taking a long time to wipe her
clean.

"Back to bed now baby, wish I was in there with you."

He repeated the same procedure with Megan, except he took even longer wiping
her after she urinated.

Back in bed they told each how terribly humiliating and obscene that
experience had been. In private each wondered what horrible things lay
ahead.

A few hours later, after dark, the yacht docked. The women were again
blindfolded, hobbled and handcuffed behind their back. Led by the arm, they
stumbled off the dock down a path before entering a long tunnel leading to a
place that would change their lives forever.





Chap. 2.



The Quelling



They walked, it seemed, forever. Renee felt the rough texture of the floor
change to a smooth warmer surface She also felt the air getting less damp
and warmer. They stopped at last. One at a time, the blindfolds were removed
and a heavy stiff leather collar lined with soft cowhide was wrapped around
their neck and locked at the back. It had three "O" rings, one at the front
and two on the sides, hanging from stylized "D" rings. The collars were
designed to keep the head up. They had struggled while this was being done
but against two powerful men they had no chance. Then a chain suspended from
the ceiling was attached to one of the "O" rings and raised so that their
feet barely touched the ground rendering them helpless and uncomfortable.
Their hands remained cuffed behind their back. Finally they were fitted with
ankle and wrist cuffs.

Looking around them they saw a rather large room with stone walls, a high
ceiling with massive wooden beams and a grey stone floor. All around were
odd pieces of furniture. She recognized what seemed to be a pillory and a
padded sawhorse. Near one wall was an upright 4" x 4" beam about 8' long
tilted at an angle backwards. It was anchored to a heavy wooden stand. It
had a vertical plank padded at one end inserted through a long slit about
midway up. Attached to it top and bottom were a number of "O" rings. Another
upright beam also secured to a stand but with "O" rings only at the top was
standing next to it. Leaning against one wall was a padded St. Andrews
cross. There were other pieces of furniture lying about whose utility could
only be guessed. On the walls hung all kinds of floggers, whips, leather
straps and other strange looking objects. All this send chills up Renee's
spine, for she realized that they were in a torture chamber.

In came a middle age good -looking woman wearing a black see through body
suit that came under her arms over which she wore a thong red bikini and
strapless bra.

On her feet she wore a pair of heavy black platform shoes. Her hair was cut
short like a man's. and her face also resembled the masculine square look.
Tall and large, she had a strong commanding air about her. She came right up
to Renee and looking her in the eye said, "Welcome my dear to Borden castle.
I hope you're stay will be long and profitable. My name is Madama, but you
can call me either Madama or mistress. Anything else and you will pay.

"Hey you I don't care who you are, but if you're responsible for keeping us
here, you are in big trouble, kidnapping is a serious offence. I would
advise you to release us immediately or it's you who will pay." answered
Renee in an authoritarian tone.

" My dear girl, from where I stand, the only one who looks in big trouble is
you. You 're not in a courtroom here. In here I am in charge, you will learn
that, you high and mighty bitch." responded the hostess.

"Listen Mistress, Madama or whatever, let's be reasonable. I have some
money; we can negotiate. If you let us go we will forget it happened. I have
no evidence of what happened anyway."

"Precisely my dear. You're disappearance will be looked upon as an
unfortunate drowning accident. Nothing, I mean nothing connects you to this
place. All traces have vanished. You and your pretty, innocent, young
daughter are totally at my mercy. I have no intention of letting you go."

"You're going to regret this, believe me. Please let's talk, I'm sure we can
reach a compromise."

"Enough talk. From now on you will learn how to perform and to behave.
You're lessons start now," she motioned to one of the guards to raise the
chain. As he did Renee was almost lifted off her feet stretching her neck.
She started to choke.

Megan was screaming," Let her go. Please let her down."

"You see the power I have over you bitch. I could kill you if I wanted. Now
if I let you down will you call me Madama."

Renee could barely manage a muted, " Yes."

When she was lowered hate and anger filled her eyes. Gasping she hissed,"
You bastard, what the fuck do you think you're doing. Enraged she tried in
vain to break free kicking and pulling at her bonds, thrashing her body
about.

Nothing seemed to break the mistresses composure.

"You poor baby, so much anger so much spirit. But we will tame the wild old
mare.

Defiantly with more bravado than brains Renee yelled," Never you bitch,
never."

The chain was raised and lowered several more times, always a little higher
and longer until Renee was close to passing out. Finally, her voice shaking,
her chest heaving, she did manage to whimper," Madama."

"You see dearie that wasn't so hard was it? Answer me now, was it?"

"No."

"No who?"

"No Madama."

"That's better; you will get used to it baby." Then she ordered," Bring her
to the torture tower."

Still coughing and gagging Renee was dragged to the upright beam with the
padded vertical 25-cm. plank. While standing with her back to the beam, her
arms were secured to the top "O" rings by the Velcro wrist cuffs and short
chains and her feet to the base in the same manner. The vertical plank
passing through the upright from the rear was adjusted so the padded end
rested on the small of her back . Then slowly the plank was pushed out
nudging her hips forward till her body was arched outward her legs resting
on tiptoes and her arms pulled upwards. She was being stretched on an
upright rack. As she was pushed out further and further she emitted a series
of grunts feeling her leg and arms being pulled from their socket and she
felt a tremendous strain on her back.

Finally she screamed," Stop please stop you're going to break my back."

Madama gave a signal and the plank was drawn back a little.

"What do you say Megan, Isn't your mother a marvellous sight stretched out
like a bow."

"You're a monster you sadist," Megan yelled back.

Madama approached the suffering woman and started playing with her breast
squeezing it from the base outwards and pinching the nipples until the
nipple became hard and erect.

"Don't you have such wonderful tits baby, such big red nipples."

She was handed a short chain with two small clamps at each end. They looked
like small clothespins with strong springs. Madama opened one and clamped it
on the distended nipple causing Renee to wince in pain. Repeating the same
process on the other breast, she then swiftly pulled the breasts up by the
chain and fixed it to the "O" ring on the collar.

"What all women want, an uplift. How do you like it?"

"It hurts like hell you bitch, " she hissed clenching her teeth before
spitting on the Mistress

"Pardon me. You're calling me a bitch again and trying to spit on me. She
gave Renee just enough time to realize the futility of her words and
gestures before bringing her palm down hard on her jaw twisting her head
sideways violently with the force of the blow. Excited by slapping a
beautiful face she gave Renee a backhand that hit with a sharp crack leaving
a blue mark. When Renee opened her mouth to yelp she leaned up close and
spat a thick wad of saliva right in it. Renee gagged and choked nearly
vomiting.

"Hand me that switch."

She took the small cane split at the striking end producing two tongues for
greater effect and without warning gave Renee's left tit a severe whack

Renee howled," No, god! No!"

She lifted the cane again and brought it down with a resounding crack on the
right breast

"Ouch, ouch, quit it," implored Renee

Ten more blows were delivered in quick succession that had her breasts
throbbing with pain

"Take back that word," she ordered as she struck twice more raising red
weals on the sensitive soft flesh of the tits making Renee shriek.

"Ok, ok, I'll take it back."

"Say it you slut."

"You're not a bitch."

Another couple of strokes." Who am I?"

"Please, please don't hit me again, I'm sorry for calling you a bitch
Madama."

"That's better. You're a good girl. Now don't forget it."

"Can you please remove these clips, they really hurt."

The cane was lifted again ready to strike.

"No! No!

"You are not to speak to me until I ask you. Do you understand?"

"Yes." Whack. "Yes, Madama."

Renee was glowing with sweat and her mouth was very dry; the acute pain and
the unnatural stretched position created a lot of stress on her system.

"Give her some water. I want her to drink it all."

With difficulty Renee finally drank the half litre.

Her tormentor lit a cigarette waving it back and forth under Renee's nose.
She pulled back her head.

"You feel the heat right. Do you know what I can do with this cigarette?"

Renee dreaded the thought of what she might do.

"I'm going to burn you with it you snooty whore."

Renee watched in terror as the Madama brought the glowing end under her
armpit.

"No! No!" She pleaded in vain loosing all her composure. The sadistic woman
pressed the red-hot tip to the tender skin three times producing small black
burning sores. Her pain threshold was high but this was too much. Breaking
down completely, she emitted a long agonizing wail punctuated by louder
screeches every time the tip would come into contact with the skin.

"No, no, enough, God that hurts. Don't do it again please. What do want from
me?"

"Obedience total and without question."

Renee closed her eyes and started sniffling unable to answer incapable even
after all this to kowtow.

"Ok with me," she said her eyes glazed in triumphant glory and sexual
ecstasy that comes from abasing, torturing and humiliating a superior
beautiful woman.

The cigarette was applied a few more times to the other armpit before
Renee's will to resist was broken

" Yiiieeee.I will, I will, Please don't." she whined.

"For your sake I hope you do it"

The plank was pulled all the way back allowing Renee to lean her back
against the beam. The chain and clamps on her breast were removed also.
Liquid was flowing from all her facial orifices: her nose was running, tears
were coming from her red puffy eyes and saliva was running over her lips,
dripping from her chin. Madama's hand went down to her genitalia squeezing
and twisting.

"Such a nice little pussy. I think you deserve a small reward for being such
a good girl."

She motioned to one of the two women standing near a wall to come forward.
The two, one dark and curvy, the other petite and blonde had been standing
there the whole time watching, waiting. As she approached Renee saw a very
beautiful mature woman with a light caramel colour skin, large brown eyes
and luscious red lips nude except for a short sarong pleated in front and
tied at the hips.

"This is Sara a castle slave. She comes from Brazil. I think she has more
ancestors than a mongrel dog. I guess that is what accounts for her great
beauty. Am I not right Renee?

Renee nodded in acquiescence.

"I have asked her to make you cum. She is good at it. I'll bet that no woman
ever made love to you before. You'd better cooperate you slut or else,"
dictated the Mistress.

Sara approached Renee from the side to blow her nose and to wipe her face
lightly with a soft cloth. It felt so good to have someone groom her with so
much tenderness and care. Sara looked into Renee's eyes with empathy before
beginning to kiss her face. When Renee made a slight movement to turn away
she simply said," Please we will both be beaten."

Kissing the ear she whispered," I'm so sorry for the way you were tortured,
I know how it feels."

When Renee started to answer the other put her index finger to her lips as a
signal to keep silent. Sara continued kissing Renee tenderly moving down the
face to the neck and breasts. Renee abandoned herself to the quiet delight
of having another woman physically soothe her aching body and mentally
soothe the turmoil in her mind. The trauma of the torture had intensified
her nerve endings and every touch easily stimulated her. Moreover, she was
tied helplessly. She had not of her own volition asked to be caressed by
another woman, it was forced on her and therefore she was not responsible
for what was happening.

Sara licked the blisters on the armpits applying much saliva to help cool
the burning sensation. Then she did the same to the breast lingering longer
at the nipples already erect and super sensitive.

"That feels so good," Renee muttered closing her eyes.

"Shhh."

Sara moved down until she could kneel. Her hands started to caress the
thighs up and down while her mouth kissed and licked the belly and groin.
Finally her mouth reached Renee's vulva and she started to work over the
highly receptive area. While she was doing this she picked up a small g-spot
vibrator left there by one of the guards and began teasing Renee's labia.
The lips were open and quite wet which allowed her to slowly push it in.
Renee, who at this point was totally aroused, made no effort to stop her.
Sara turned it on and it started to hum. Meanwhile she was sucking and
pulling on Renee's engorged pink clit

Megan watched mesmerized as her mother emitted low continuous moans and
gasps all the while gyrating her hips in a lewd show of wantonness

All at once she whimpered," I'm going to cum.Ohhh, I'm cumming."

Her whole body shook, her chest heaved convulsively, her gasping mouth
opened wide and then it was over. It had only taken about ten minutes from
beginning to end. The two looked at each other.

"Thanks," said Sara.

"Thank you," replied Renee.

"Good job Sara, nice work. You're a good little slut Renee. I'm proud of
you."

Now that it was over Renee's emotions were again mix-up. On the one hand she
had enjoyed the orgasm, but on the other she felt that she had degraded
herself in front of her daughter. She was ashamed for having behaved in such
a depraved manner. Would Megan understand the whole scenario: the feelings
of submission, the gratefulness towards Sara, the nascent masochism, the
involuntary ease by which she had been aroused, the tremendous feeling of
elation when she finally released a powerful orgasm?

She was brought back to reality when suddenly she heard," Now Megan it's
your turn."

"No, not Megan please!" implored Renee.

" Shut up you stupid bitch. I'm not really going to hurt your precious
daughter. I warned you about speaking up. Now you will pay later I guarantee
it."

Megan was unhooked from the ceiling chain and dragged to the padded St.
Andrew's cross and made to lean against it face first. There she was secured
to the "X" by short chains anchored to the crosspieces and clipped to her
ankle and wrist restraints. From the wall Madama grabbed a red flogger with
multiple long leather straps about a meter long. Megan and Renee watched in
terror as the tormentor played with the whip.

Taking a lunging stance behind Megan she started flogging her back lightly
at a slow rhythmic pace. Renee and Megan were relieved at the gentleness of
the strokes, no cause for alarm. Using the same stroke making a sound like a
"thud", she descended down the back to whip the ass, each spread leg and
then back up again. After a few minutes a slight red pigmentation was
readily visible along the whole backside. The sensation was not unlike a
good hard massage and Megan actually forgot where she was and started
enjoying it. Madama stopped to gently rub the back, buns and thighs, telling
her to just relax and enjoy the experience.

When she began flogging again the speed and force increased a notch causing
Megan to breathe harder and squirm more. Still she liked it and submitted
willingly. After a while Madama stopped to permit Megan time to adjust to
the heightened stimulation.

"Breathe deeply and evenly Megan," requested Madama swishing the whip back
and forth, down and over the sides or the body and legs. The warmed up skin
exhibited a redness after about fifteen minutes. Madama knew that the
endorphin levels had increased during that time deadening the pain.

After this interlude, she administered stronger stingy strokes, which Megan
would have found difficult to take before. The steady beat and sound caused
Megan to enter a sort of hypnotic trance. Noticing that the back and
buttocks were becoming too hot she switched technique. She lightly stroked
upwards between the legs causing the tails to brush the entire genital area
sexually arousing Megan who pushed her ass backward permitting easier
access.

"More?" asked Madama.

"More," answered Megan

Renee was astounded to hear this from her daughter who was not only enjoying
the strong beating but being sexually aroused by it. Moreover she was
mortified to notice that she herself was being aroused watching her own
daughter being flogged.

Five minutes later when the Madama started a cool down Megan was on a
physical and emotional high and on the verge of an orgasm. When it was over
Megan was hanging from the cross limp and worn out, her face flushed. Madama
wrapped her arms around her and asked her how she felt.

" Oh really good. Thank you, thank you." she cooed despite herself.

"Now you must drink lots of water.

Madama turned in triumph towards Renee and said," Now it's your punishment
for talking to me without permission."

Megan was turned around and bound with her back to the cross so she could
watch.

Madama warned her," You are not to say a word or your fate will be the same
as your mother's.

Then to the guards she ordered," Bring the box stock and place it here in
front of the missy."

The guards picked up a low 3x3 meter box about 20centimeters high. It had
four circular holes lined with soft leather, two small ones close together
on one side and two larger ones much further apart on the opposite side. Two
bolts were removed from one side allowing for a long lid running the length
of the box to be opened. This procedure split the circles into two
semi-circular indentations; one remaining fixed on the box itself, the other
on the opened hinged lid. Renee was told to place her hands and feet in the
semi-circles of the box. Then the lid was closed trapping the wrists and
ankles in the circles that fit snugly around them. She was basically bent
over at the waist standing on all fours in two stocks. No matter how hard
she might try, she was secured firmly, bent over, her legs spread wide
exposing her vulva and her bum sticking up high and vulnerable revealing her
pink crinkled anus. She was placed in such a way as to be seen lengthwise by
Megan

" Gleefully the Madama piped up," I owe my two guards a treat for having
been so dedicated to me and to their work. But first I will get you ready."

She retrieved what looked like a grease gun from a box. Instead of a nipple
at one end it had a tube the size of a broom handle about 20 centimetres
long." This will get you opened up and all greased up sweatie."

Resting the end of the tube against the rosebud she pushed slightly while
pulling the trigger lubricating the entrance to the rectum.

She had to press harder to get the tube past the strong sphincter muscles
causing Renee to groan with pain. Once past it was easy to insert the tube
further and further always squirting a little more lubricant until it was
fully shoved in.

All the time Renee was grunting from the burning sensation, however in time
the rectum was so oily and so dilated that the pain subsided and the tube
moving up and down the rectum actually felt pleasurable. She understood now
that she was going to be sodomized by the two guards in front of her
innocent daughter. Turning her head towards her she exhorted her," Megan no
matter what I forbid you to say a word do you hear me?"

"I think I know what is going to happen mom. Don't worry I'll keep my mouth
shut. I only hope it doesn't hurt too much."

Renee said to herself that she would exercise control over her mind She knew
that if she were tense her asshole would close up tight but if she relaxed
the men could penetrate her easily

Standing where Renee could see her Madama called over," You're turn first
Henry. Come over here and take down your pants so I can get that cock nice
and hard and let the bitch know what she's going to be fucked with."

She masturbated him till his full thick 7 inches was pointing straight out.

"Look at this lovely piece of meat baby. Now get back there and fuck her
ass."

With her rear sticking up and immobile, he had no trouble grasping her hips
to slowly drive his heavy member past her anus and up her rectum. Renee
offered no resistance knowing that this way there would be only irritation
but no real pain. The real pain was in her mind for she had a hard time
accepting the humiliation of being fucked in the ass in front of her
daughter. To Megan's horror and revulsion, he began to pump the raped woman
with strong forward movements causing Renee to grunt loudly each time. It
never seemed to stop. Finally he ejaculated thick hot gobs of sperm in
Renee's asshole.

"Your turn Harry. Come and show your steel hard cock to the slut."

He came next to Renee who turned her head. What she saw fascinated and
frightened her. It was a good 10 inches long and nearly as thick as her
wrist.

"Oh", she cried out Surely he could not get that in her.

"Now relax honey. Don't fight it."

"Easy give me a chance to adjust, ok?"

Coming from behind, first he teased her by running it up and down the crease
between the cheeks, then he banged it back and forth between her upper
thighs, and finally he poked his finger at her anus circling the centre of
her rosebud. It was cold and slippery. Renee was sure it was covered with
even more lubricant. The finger moved in a minute circular motion, teasing
the sensitive opening. Despite herself she started undulating her bottom in
an obscene manner. Megan thought, what is wrong with my mother? She held her
breath when he began to push it in till it could go no further. How could
she get as aroused so quickly? When he pulled in and out she could not
stifle a series of short moans. Now she waited holding her breath for the
guard to use his penis. She gasped out loud and her breathing became ragged,
short sharp breaths escaping her open mouth as the tip rested against her
rosebud. Gently, slowly he pushed one centimetre at a time. She couldn't
stop moaning and whimpering as the huge dick was slowly pushed into her and
she felt her sphincter grasp at it despite herself. Her face was beet red
both from excitement and the humiliation of exposing her growing sexual
appetite to her astonished daughter.


Renee who had never been fucked in the ass with such a large cock thought it
would hurt but now with the semen and dilation from the other guard she was
ready to accept it. The only real discomfort she felt came from the awkward
physical position she was in

When he started to pump her delicately and then more violently while
stroking her cheeks and reaching around to rub her clit she got so turned on
that she started to wail, completely ignoring Megan in her exhilaration.

He was near cumming and so was she when they heard Madama command," Don't
cum in her. Come over here."

She made him stand at the side of Renee's head, his twitching wet dirty
penis millimetres from her face

"Suck him now you cunt. Give him the blowjob of his life. I mean it or
else."

Renee was exhausted. Her body had been terribly hurt, intensely stimulated
sexually, her mind perverted and fearful of more pain and humiliation, her
emotions troubled by lust and shame, her will broken. She no longer had the
energy to resist. At this point she really gave in and submitted
unquestioningly obeying all of Madama's commands. She turned her head,
letting him stick his colossal dirty wet penis past her soft lips into her
mouth.

"When he cums I don't want you spit it out or swallow it. Just hold the
spunk in your filthy mouth you filthy pig. If you don't I'm going to burn
you badly."

Renee slurped and sucked tasting the precum and the shit but not for long.
Enormous hot stringy jets entered her mouth and throat. She did her best but
could not hold it all. Her mouth filled up and a bubbly semen and saliva
cocktail spilled over her chin and plopped on the floor.

Meanwhile the depraved lecherous mistress had unchained Megan and forced her
down on all fours. Shoving her with her foot she commanded," Crawl over
there you little slut and lick your mother clean."

"What! No!"

"No. Did I hear a no?"

Picking up a cane she gave her four or five rapid hard strokes on the back.

"Oww. That hurts," howled Megan.

"Now do what your told or you'll get a real thrashing.

Humiliated and sickened the teen crawled behind her mother and started to
lap the goo coming out of her ass and coating her cunt and thighs.

"Forget that for now. Come here to the front. I want you to kiss your mother
on the lips."

Megan did what she was told.

"Now Renee open your mouth and swap that cum with your scum daughter."

Totally revolted but fearful of the consequences of not obeying they opened
up and let the sperm slide from the mother's to the daughter's mouth, after
which they licked and tongued each other till they had swallowed it all.
Surprisingly Megan discovered that it did not taste that bad after all.

"Now get back there and finish your job."

Megan was forced to lick clean every last drop of cum from the thighs, labia
and crack. When she got to the anus the Madama said gleefully," Stick your
tongue in there and ream her ass spotless."

After it was all over Renee was freed and the two beaten women were given
water and allowed to lie holding each other completely drained of all but
the will to live.





"You are castle slaves now and I will brand you."

The two could only wait in dread for the next painful humiliation. While the
guards tied them side by side draped over a padded horse, Madama heated a
branding iron and when it was red hot she pulled apart one buttock with one
hand and with the other she applied the iron to the inside of the cheek near
the crease. Renee howled involuntarily from the searing pain and then
uttered a series of pitiful," ooh's." The brand left the outline of a small
castle burned into the flesh. The same procedure was done to Megan who
started screaming even before the brand was laid on. When it was over a
cooling salve was administered by the women slaves.

"Now you will get your nipples pierced and rings attached. Slaves need that
as an adornment but also as a means of punishment or control Bring the young
one first."

Megan was freed and made to lie on a table where she was restrained by
fixing her arms to her sides, her feet at the end and a belt pulled tight
across the abdomen.

"This his Paula, she will hold your head. Sara will perform the operation."

Seeing that the girl was trembling in fear, tears in her eyes, Paula, a
lovely petite blond, placed her hands on each cheek and murmured
soothingly," Don't worry Hon, Sara is an expert. You will hardly feel a
thing."

First she cleaned the breast with a disposable wipe. After the area was
cleaned the next thing she did was to mark the nipples so that the jewellery
could be placed in an aesthetically pleasing way. After the area was marked,
in two places, entrance and exit, a small clamp was applied to the area so
the slight pressure of the clamp would reduce the blood flow through the
area to be pierced, and produce a mild numbing action. The clamp also held
the nipple in place, so that the piercing could easily be made through the
markings applied earlier. When the clamp has been applied then Sara
performed the piercing. The piercing needle, an intravenous canulae, a
needle with a plastic sheath surrounding it was passed through the nipple,
and then withdrawn, leaving the hollow plastic sheath in place.

With the plastic tubing in place the clamp was removed, and a 12
gauge,?"captive bead ring was inserted through the tubing, which was then
withdrawn. When the jewellery had been fastened the whole thing was over The
piercing was performed in less than a minute from the clamp being applied;
the whole process was very quick, and painless even if the area was not
frozen. When the needle punctured the skin Megan only let out a quiet,
"Ooow."

After a short break when she was given a drink of water the same manoeuvres
were performed on the other nipple. Then it was Renee's turn who received a
10 gauge ¾" ring which is slightly larger

After all this you need to stretch your legs," guffawed Madama." String them
up."

The women were hung facing each other by their wrist restraints to a steel
spreader bar suspended from the ceiling. Then they were lifted so that only
the balls of their feet touched the floor. It was a very uncomfortable
compromising position. They had to tilt their heads to one side to place
their face cheek to cheek. The nude bodies were in constant contact. The
legs being entwined, the thigh of one was rubbing the genitalia of the
other. The arms burned as they pulled on the sockets by their weight. But
most of all was the growing desperation brought about by the urge to
urinate.

It was certainly well past midnight. They had not peed since the boat ride;
that was at least six hours ago. Hanging there in misery, their bladders
full, in front of the two guards, the slaves and Madama, they started
thinking about it. After awhile they began to complain and shift position
more frequently. They asked politely if they could be allowed to go but
knowing full well the answer would be, no. This was just another debasement
designed to break them down.

" Is there a more wonderful sight than to watch two nude long legged women
shifting from foot to foot and squirming in desperation," inquired Madama.

They had been hanging for well over a half-hour. Megan began bouncing up and
down, her breasts jiggling, her thighs rubbing Renee's clit, the pressure in
her bladder becoming intolerable

" Oh god," she whined her breathing shallow and fast," I'm not going to hold
it. I'm ready to burst."

But it was Renee who let go first as a small trickle came out of her
urethra.

"Oh mother," cried Megan feeling the warm liquid coming down her thigh.

"I'm sorry baby, I can't hold it either."

Another several spurts escaped her pussy before she finally squeezed control
over her bladder. Then Megan made a small whimpering sound and started
dribbling first in small squirts, followed by a steady leaking. With all her
will power she forced herself to stem the tide. Afterward, Rene, with a
sharp intake of air released a couple of drops. Back and forth, sometimes
together they tortured themselves.

At last, the mother scolded," This is ridiculous Megan. Let's do it and get
it over with, now."

They started to piss together spurting a strong golden stream that arched
out striking their stomach and pouring down over the labia down the legs to
form a pool in which their feet were soaking. It took almost a minute to
finish.

"Great performance," applauded the witch.

"That son of a bitch will pay for this," Renee thought to herself.

The constant fidgeting had forced the mother and daughter to rub against
each other stimulating the libido and now the warm erotic feeling of each
other's piss was having a powerful effect.

"Mom I'm getting aroused, what should I we do?" whispered Megan bringing her
lips right up to her mother's.

"So am I baby, but we can't allow that slut the pleasure of witnessing
another act of perversion. Try not to move too much and think of something
else."

Everyone left the chamber leaving them hanging there another hour till
Megan, the weaker of the two, could no longer stand and would let herself
hang by her arms. Renee encouraged her to stand up but the muscles were too
tired and she would collapse again and again. When it seemed that major
damage to muscles and body was eminent, Madama walked in with the guards.

"Take them down and shackle them in the alcove."

The alcove was a small semi-circular room opening onto the main chamber with
rings fixed to the wall all around about 20 centimetres off the floor. They
were secured side by side close together to two rings by short chains
attached to one's left wrist restraint and to the other's right restraint.
They could, sit, kneel, stand crouched, and lie on their back and on one
side only.

By then, it was probably 4 o'clock in the morning. The two had been under
great stress since entering the castle early in the evening. They were
worn-out, sore all over and dejected. Now they were lying naked on a bare
hard stone floor unable to move properly. What else could happen?

"Before I leave you for the night I have a bit of news for you. I put a
laxative in the water you drank before. It takes about six hours to take
effect and that was six hours ago. Soon you will feel the need to, how
should I say. defecate. I hope it won't cause you too much inconvenience.
Have a good rest my lovelies."

In need of sleep, they lay there silently in the semi-darkness the only
light coming from a bulb in the main chamber. Suddenly Renee felt a sharp
cramp in her stomach.

"Oh my god Megan I think that bitch was right. We are in for a terrible long
night."

Megan started sobbing utterly devastated, afraid to fall asleep, afraid to
move.

"How do you feel Megan"

"I'm beginning to feel a pain in the stomach."

They waited anxiously expecting the worst. Then abruptly Megan felt a strong
desire to void her bowels.

"Get on your knees Megan you'll have to straddle me and back up as far as
you can, ok. Now push hard it will shoot out further back."

She expelled a torrent of loose watery stools that spattered on their lower
legs. At least they would not have to lie in it too much.

"Waaa, what a smell mom, this is horrible," Megan bawled

"I know Megan we are going through a lot but at least we are still together.
Don't give up baby we'll make it.

The cramps in Renee's intestines where growing worse.

"Lie down baby I have to straddle you now."

She had a tremendous bowel movement that came gushing out of her rectum
spraying all over.

After this humiliation, they sprawled out in total misery lying partly in
their own excrement expecting more. However the fatigue was overpowering and
they slumped into a fitful sleep. During the night and into the early
morning they could not hold back the diarrhoea nor did the have the strength
to move so they ended up covered with shit and urine. The stench and nausea
caused by the terrible condition in which they wallowed made Megan vomit all
over her mother.

When they had slept enough, they sat in the disgusting mess with their back
to the wall completely crushed waiting for the ordeal to end. The constant
punishment had taken its toll, they would submit to Madama's every whim to
end this torment.

Earlier in the morning a guard had left two bottles of water and a large
bowl of sloppy food. They drank the water but at first could not bring
themselves to eat. At length they succumbed to their hunger and lapped the
mush from the same bowl like two animals. They remained in the alcove
feeling small, vulnerable and miserable the rest of the day. Fortunately the
diarrhoea was gone but they still had to piss on themselves occasionally.
All through the ordeal Renee spoke to Megan with calm words of
encouragement.

Towards nightfall, the Mistress appeared at the entrance accompanied by the
two beautiful slaves.

"Will you look at these whores wallowing in their shit and piss like two
pigs. You two clean up this fucking filthy stink hole and while you're at
you can also wash the dirty sluts."

Sara and Paula got mops and pails and starting from the outside they slowly
worked towards the chained women. Once in a while one of them would gag and
nearly throw up but in the end the floor was clean. They filled the pails
with clean warm soapy water and started bathing the cowed women who
gratefully allowed their bodies to be cleansed. They all had tears in their
eyes. Sara while washing Renee, said with great sadness," We're not supposed
to talk but I want to tell you how sorry I am to see an educated successful
woman like you reduced to this."

Renee looking deeply in her eyes could only say," Thank you so very much for
everything."

After they had been washed, Paula, the younger blonde slave rocked Megan in
her arms while humming a soft lullaby. Meanwhile Sara tented to the pierced
nipples removing the crust with a cotton ball and wiping them and the rings
with the tips of her fingers lathered with anti-bacterial soap.

Suddenly Madama showed up bellowing," What the fuck are you four up to? Do
you all want a beating?"

"No mistress we where only cleaning the nipples."

"Well finish the job and step back, I want to talk to them."

Madama stood before the mother and daughter and lectured, " Now you see what
I can do to you. This was only a sample. I could torture you until you died
a horrible death. You are here for a long time, there is no way out. Like
these two you are castle slaves. You will obey all my commands without
question or you will be punished severely. Do you understand; do I make
myself clear? "

"Yes Madama, yes mistress."

"One more thing. Megan is not yet eighteen. She will not be fucked till then
you have my word."

Calling in the guards she told them to escort the women to the cells. A
leash was clipped to the collars and they were lead to two small cells each
with a bed and clean sheets. The leash was replaced by a small chain
attached to the bed and long enough to permit access to the sink and toilet
in one corner of the cell. Both of them slept till the next morning.






Chap. 3.





Renee's Performance





The next morning a guard entered the cell, kicked the bed and ordered Renee
to get up. Bewildered, she opened puffy eyes and stared at a small light
bulb hanging from the ceiling. Still groggy from the deep sleep she had just
come out of, she sat up yawning looking around her at the bare walls, sink,
and toilet. When she saw the guard she was startled back to the brutal
present. Her first gesture was to cover her upper body with the sheet that
had slid down when she sat up. Next she became aware of her aching body. She
could still feel the burns under her arms, the lacerations across her
breasts and the brand on her buttock. Renee started shaking as all the
previous days horrible experiences came surging back. Her mind was still
foggy but the harsh reality of her hopeless situation was gradually sinking
in.

It was at this point that the guard stood over her and said," You get you're
ass up now or I'll drag you out of bed."

Reluctantly she rose standing naked on wobbly legs, before realizing that
she was chained to the bed. Now what, she thought to herself.

"Well are you just going to stand there. Go have a leak and wash up. I'm
taking you to breakfast."

Recognizing the guy who had raped her first the night before, she told him,"
Please Henry I can't with you staring at me."

"Alright I'll wait outside. Call me when you're ready."

She relieved herself and washed her body looking at the ugly burns and still
visible striations on her breasts remembering the humiliation and the pain.
She was very particular about cleaning the sensitive area around the nipple
and ring with antibiotic soap.

" I'm ready," she shouted beginning to feel very hungry.

He came in, unclipped the chain from her collar, attached the leash and led
her down a corridor into a large comfortable room. At the far end, a table
was set in the nook created by a large bay window opening up on a sunny
garden leading down to a large expanse of water in the distance.

The guard told her to sit while he fastened the leash to a chain clipped to
a bolt on the floor. Sara, bare breasted, dressed in another pretty colour
short sarong, came in with a welcomed cup of coffee. She smiled looking
discreetly at Rene who whispered," Thank you."

A shuffle of feet at the door made her turn her head and she saw Madama
coming towards her leading Megan by a leash . Abruptly she stood up waiting.
Madama stopped allowing the mother and daughter to look at each other
without speaking a word. Then she dropped the leash and said," Ok."

Immediately the two were in each other's arms.

"Are you ok Megan?"

"Yes mom, not bad."

"I'm glad."

"How are your wounds mom?"

"They hardly hurt now baby."

Then Renee examined the nipple rings in Megan's breasts.

" Did you apply the antibiotic soap Megan?"

"Yes I did."

"Every thing looks fine now."

Trying to comfort Megan, she maintained that she would try to make sure no
further harm would come to her wondering if really she could make such a
promise.

Madama picked up the leash, tied it to the ring and said," Eat a good
breakfast, after we talk."

Paula, also dressed in a lovely short sarong brought Megan some coffee.
After which the two slaves brought a complete breakfast, eaten with appetite
by the women. During breakfast they talked little, happy only to be together
again and thankful to be alive. Renee kept reminding her not to loose hope
of being rescued. Nonetheless they did a lot of thinking while looking out
at the marvelous scenery outside the window. Megan saw her mother in a
different light now. Instead of an invincible almighty figure as she used to
think, she saw a very human person, vulnerable, weak but with a great deal
of courage and compassion. The passionate almost nymphomaniac side of her
she had no clue even existed. It disturbed her that her mother could behave
in such a brazen manner. She was too young to understand that lying dormant
in many people, including her mother, was a wild hungry primitive side that
responded to rough sexual treatment. Having repressed her stronger sexual
desires most her life in part due to the taboos of her cultural upbringing
and in fear of moral censorship since she was a professional, Renee had held
back her eroticism except in the last few months before her husband fell
ill. Having dabbled in mild bondage had kindled masochistic tendencies that
were partially released during the long submission sessions the previous
night. Also, she had had no sex for a long time now except for the
occasional orgasm brought about by masturbation. Lastly, Renee realized with
a little panic that she was getting older and this caused a craving for
adventure before it was too late.

Having finished breakfast, they looked around at a tastefully decorated
spacious room with quality reclining chairs and antique tables. In one area
there was a piano with books of music, a guitar and a drum; a television
with a VCR and tapes occupied another corner; a desk with a computer next to
a library was seen on one wall; and canvases, paints and brushes in another
corner.

The mistress sat at the head of the table facing the window affirming that
this would be part of their normal life now. They would eat their meals
together at this table and enjoy the view and be well looked after of. After
breakfast they would be taken to a small gym for an hour workout to keep
their hard bodies in shape. Then a bath, a massage, and generally they would
be pampered like queens. This would all be theirs to enjoy as long as Renee
was a good performer at night. "Those two whores over there are called Sara
and Paula. They will take care of you. Under no circumstances are you to
speak to or touch these low class creatures, lower than the dogs around here
..If you break any rule there will be severe consequences."

As the Mistress reminded Renee of their ordeal the night before, Megan just
starred and her eyes filled with tears. She wailed she was sorry and
Mistress Kim slammed a crop across the top of the table. "No whimpering",
she yelled. Megan choked down a sob

Renee stared straight at Madama stating in a sharp voice. "I don't know what
you mean when you say a good performer but if you expect me to carry out
your filthy acts for you like I did with the guards, I want your promise no
harm will come to Megan".

Mistress smiled and in a little playful tone asserted, "If you follow
directions, no harm will come to your kitten".

"Can we have another half hour please mistress?"
The half an hour was gone way too soon when two guards came for the women.
They were lead down a hall and through a large opening to the exercise room
with the usual machines. After exercising for an hour, they were taken to a
spa area. In the centre of the room, a large whirl pool bath was swirling
with bubbles and there were massage tables set up next to each other at one
end of the pool. The guards locked the loose ends of the chain leash to a
hook in the floor between the massage table and the pool. Renee looked at
Megan and with one shrug of her shoulders climbed in and Megan did the same.
Both women were sinking into the tub with "ohhh's and aahhhh's." What a
soothing relief Renee felt. It was marvellous.
The two attendants were quietly sitting on a bench against the wall. Renee
looked over at them after a while and then winked at Megan. "Hey", she said,
"let's go be queen for a day".

They got out of the pool and laid on the massage table, face down with their
heads pointing toward each other. Sara and Paula jumped up picked up oil
bottles and doused the two women with a liberal application and started
rubbing and stroking every muscle and limb from one end of their bodies to
the other. Starting at the head, Sara lightly smoothed her fingertips over
the forehead and down the cheeks, ending up at the jaw line. After repeating
this several times she then continued stroking down the jaw towards the ear.
She placed her thumbs together over the base of the skull, extending the
fingers until they were touching just behind the ears moving her fingers in
a circular manner. Running her thumbs down the neck, from the base of the
skull to the back of the shoulders she gently rubbed in a circular motion
over the sides of the neck. Renee felt the stress ebbing away, breathed a
sigh of pleasure, closed her eyes, and relaxed under her expert touch.

Her hands moved rhythmically over the back, lulling Renee into a dream like
state, the tips of her fingers occasionally brushing the sides of the
breasts, her warm breath on her neck as she leant over. Her hands moved
lower and lower down the back, her fingers brushing lightly over Renee's
butt as they wandered around sliding a little under the hips. Renee began to
get excited and breathed more heavily, but Sara appeared not to notice. Sara
massaged the legs, always stopping just short of her pussy, her hands
caressing the butt cheeks, the tips of her fingers nearly grazing the pussy
lips. Renee looked up when she heard a little moan coming from Megan and saw
that she was getting the same treatment from Paula.

They were asked to turn over. Loosing all shame they lay on their backs
totally exposing themselves to the sight and touch of the two luscious
experts who deftly stroked shoulders, breasts, arms and tummies. Sara
lingered many long sublime moments caressing the lower belly and mons pubis
with an occasional flirtation with the vulva. Renee acknowledged her
enjoyment by spreading her legs a little at a time while squeezing Sara's
other hand rhythmically. By this time she was really aroused and wondered if
Sara noticed how wet her labia were.

The guards interrupted the session by removing the leashes from the rings to
pull the woman back to the common room where lunch awaited.

After lunch the leashes were removed replaced by hobbles with short chains
attached to the ankle restraints. From then on they were allowed free rein
to do whatever they wished. Renee immediately went to the piano, selected
some music and began to play. Meanwhile Megan was at the computer teaching
herself advanced skills from one of the numerous books.

In the middle of the afternoon they were allowed out on the deck outside the
common room Again the hobbles were removed and replaced by a long light
chain. They were never permitted complete freedom of movement in order to
emphasize their slave status.

Later they returned to the gym for another short half-hour followed by a
session in a stand up tanning room.

After dinner Mistress Madama told Renee she'd better get some rest because
her performance in two hours was going to be difficult The guards took the
women into their respective cells and chained the leash on the collars to a
bolt mounted in the headboard of the bed.
Renee lay on her bed staring at the bare ceiling wondering what was in store
for her tonight. Megan rested on her bed, toying with the new rings in her
nipples, wondering if her mom could really keep her safe. Megan knew all
this was changing her mom. She could tell the subtle difference at the
breakfast meeting and during the day. She was strong but Megan knew her mom
has been pushed to some point she could not comprehend.

Renee was still resting when Madama walked in accompanied by Sara carrying a
bundle of clothing.

"Put these on. Now."

She was handed panties and bra, a white sheer blouse with the two top
buttons left open revealing a magnificent cleavage, a tight mini red skirt
barely coming below her butt and a pair of 5inch spike open toed red shoes.
She was told to sit on the bed while Sara applied the heavy makeup.

Walking behind the Mistress while on her way to an unknown destination, she
imagined she looked like a perfect hooker. She shivered when they went by an
open door leading to what she recognized as the torture chamber. After going
down another long corridor they arrived at the bottom of narrow stairs.

Before going up Madama warned her." Listen slut you follow orders or I'll
make you and your princess pay. Understand."

"Yes Mistress."

Madama, pulling the leach, led the way up the stairs to what was to become a
familiar routine for Renee. Arriving at the top, she found herself behind a
curtain on a low stage that formerly served for musicians and other
entertainers. All around she saw all kinds of bondage furniture and other
odds and ends.

"Follow me," ordered the mistress as she parted the curtain with a flourish
pulling Renee behind her onto a runway leading out from the stage into a
large room that once was a ballroom. Renee blinked when the bright stage
lights blinded her momentarily. Madama led her to the front of the runway
before attaching the leash to a chain coming down from the ceiling.

"Welcome to the show gentlemen," she proclaimed." Tonight for our pleasure
we have a new performer. Put your hands together and welcome the beautiful,
the dazzling Renee."

About twenty men of varying ages were seated around the runway.

Renee stood immobile, not knowing what to do next.

"As you can see gentlemen, Renee is not too bright. To help her perform
adequately I will ask the attendant to wheel out the monitor. Will you
kindly place it here to one side and turn it on. The minute it came on Renee
saw Megan on the screen dressed exactly like her and with the collar
attached to an overhead chain. Beside her was Harry, the guard, flexing a
small cane.

"On the screen is another more experienced smarter woman who will perform
certain movements. This dummy will imitate what the other one does."

Turning to Renee she whispered," Is that clear?"

Renee saw Megan receive a hard swat on the behind with the cane and then
slowly remove the blouse and throw it in front of her. The message was clear
so Renee did the same. A blow to Megan's back and down came the skirt, which
she picked up with the toe of her shoe and tossed it ahead. Renee hurried to
imitate the action. Now wearing only the bra and panties, Megan began a slow
bawdy dance. When Renee did the same the men started cheering her on. It was
difficult to dance with the high heels and collar but the two managed. While
she was dancing Megan removed the bra and then the panties. Renee followed
suit. Finally the shoes were kicked off and the dance continued. When Megan
started to fondle herself, Renee hesitated long enough to see Megan receive
two good blows across her ass. Madama must be communicating with the guard
from backstage. To the delight of the audience, Renee immediately touched
her breasts and the rest of her body down to her genitalia. When the show
was over the twenty or so men were impressed with the firm muscular tanned
woman's performance and they showed it by throwing money on the stage. Renee
saw Megan smile and bow and grudgingly she did likewise.

"Thank you very much," jabbered Madama. " And now comes an act that will
turn you on. I'm sure you won't forget it. Bring out the Erotima," she
shouted to an attendant.

He rolled out a low platform on which was mounted a black colored padded
half barrel. On each side unbuckled straps were fixed. From an array of
black dildos mounted on rectangular plastic bases. Madama selected a six
inch one and snapped it to over an opening at the top of the half barrel
near the front. She was handed a box with three control buttons.

"This guys is a magical piece of equipment. Watch."

She turned one knob and the dildo and pad started vibrating. Turning another
one caused the dildo to gyrate in small circles

"The last one is a secret between me and whoever is sitting on it, ah ah.
May I have two volunteers please."

Right away two big men climbed on stage.

"After I lubricate the dildo with K-Y jelly, I will loosen the collar around
her neck and you will hold and bring her here."

" All the time Renee was thinking that she had heard of this machine,
sometimes called a Sybian, designed to extract an orgasm from even the most
frigid women. She realized that she had no choice but to have that damn
dildo inserted in her while she sat on it. Any attempt to fight these two
men would be futile and moreover she feared the punishment that either her
or Megan might incur if she resisted.

"Bring her here."

Renee offered token resistance. Madama got a kick watching the theatrics

"Now push her down so she straddles the thing and I will push the cock up
her cunt. Now buckle those straps around her legs back of her knees so she
can't get off."

When everything was done Renee was strapped astride the half barrel her
knees resting on foam pads with a six-inch phallus up her vagina and the
chain clipped to her collar pulled taunt. She vowed to herself that she
would beat this machine. Unknown to her was the fact that Megan had been
tied and gagged on the stage behind her so she could watch everything.

" Are you comfy dear? Let the show begin," shouted Madama and with that she
turned on the vibrator at a low speed.

The vibrations she was experiencing along with a strange warmth coming from
the dildo were not unpleasant but were not going to excite her much. Soon,
however, the dildo started a slow rotation massaging the G-spot. Then the
vibrations started to come faster and faster exciting her clit, producing a
slight tickle. A flush came to her cheeks as the machine, despite her best
efforts, was slowly but inevitably arousing her .

In time, Madama turned the last knob and Renee's eyes flew open. What was
that, a short small zap coming from the dildo inside her vagina? As the zaps
got stronger and more frequent they tented to stimulate a highly erogenous
spot unfamiliar to her at the very end of the vagina on the cervix causing
exquisite sensations. She realized that the electric currents produced at
this rate and volume were fooling her nervous system into believing she was
being fucked. When the nervous system transmitted the message to the brain
it would ultimately trigger an orgasm. Sooner than she could imagine she was
floating on a cloud in what seemed like an out-of-body experience. Renee
could not believe that she was giving in to a delicious erotic sensation.
Her body was betraying her mind and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Look at that gentlemen," Madama exclaimed while pointing at the saddle near
the base of the dildo They came closer to see a thick white fluid seeping
from the vulva coating the dildo and oozing down the black padded material
like a milky river.

" That my boys is the elixir of passion."

As the sweet torture progressed Renee had shut her eyes to just let the
machine love her, too far into nirvana to care what people saw or thought.
She came quickly and intensely shuddering violently but without a word.

Madama kept the controls low and Renee sat in ecstasy soaking up the
pleasure permeating her genitalia. The machine stopped bringing Renee back
to reality.

"That was act one. Is everyone enjoying the show so far?

The men applauded loudly accompanied by loud whistling. Many already had a
prominent bulge in their pants.

"How about you dearie. Don't be shy, we all saw your dramatic performance.
Tell the guys how much of a slut you are."

Renee could only hang her head in shame now that her wanton behaviour was
ended.

" Never mind slut, your acts speak much louder than your words. Now on to
act two."

She turned on the three controls again slowly at first but with increasing
strength.

As the vibrating, twisting and zapping began slowly, they all watched her
body respond to the stimulation. Immediately her nipples became taut, then
her stomach muscles tightened followed by her buttock muscles. Her head was
pulled back by unseen hands and her mouth opened and closed like a fish. It
felt soothingly good immediately, darn good. When the machine was turned up
she started squirming and an involuntary moan came out. Soon without warning
she had another gut wrenching climax followed by a short delightful rest
period.

The machine was started again and it drummed on continuously. Now Renee was
constantly squirming, her eyes would stare out and close, her breathing was
shallow and rapid, her head tossed about. She stroked her tits pulling on
the engorged nipples then moved one hand to her ass crease rubbing up and
down pushing the index right up her rectum.

During her next orgasm she twisted and writhed on the machine and uttered
abnormal noises, strange even to her. Then a series of orgasms took over and
by the time she had completed at least five, she also was in a state of
continual orgasmic contractions. Her body was soaked with perspiration,
which was pouring down her neck and back, and running down the cleavage of
her breasts to her heaving tummy. It felt like nothing she had ever
experienced before, not only in how many times she came but also in the
depth of the extraordinary intense orgasms. She felt she had to urinate, a
misleading feeling that she safely ignored. However the spasms of the pelvic
muscles were causing vaginal contractions with the result that little spurts
of ejaculates were coming out soaking the entire lower part of her body and
the saddle to run out on the platform forming a small puddle.

They watched, fascinated, for almost thirty minutes as she reached one
orgasm after another, eventually reaching a state where the end of one
climax merged with the start of the next. By this time, she was shaking
uncontrollably, and her breathing was in shallow, staccato bursts. Without
her noticing, Madama had asked that the overhead chain be loosened to permit
Renee more rein to thrash about. When the machine finally stopped she
collapsed falling face forward to hug the machine. Hunched over shivering
and convulsing in ecstasy, she was utterly exhausted having given both her
body and her mind over to the machine. It took a long time before she
regained a degree of composure.

" When I start again how long will she last? Place your bets."

They had fun guessing and placing small wagers. The times varied between ten
minutes and an hour. When they were through she started the machine again
and Renee was immediately aroused. This time Madama started so slowly with
the vibrator first that Renee could hardly feel it. Like a symphony
conductor bringing in different musical instruments the sadist alternated
between the vibrator, the gyrator and the electro-stimulator. Renee started
fidgeting again as she caressed her body. Higher and higher went the intense
tingle, more and more the three stimulator dials were played together
bringing Renee to a frenzied explosion of exquisite sensations. Shuddering
uncontrollably she cried out with unabashed abandon as she convulsed into a
string of spasms spewing forth a fountain of feminine ejaculation that
flooded the whole area around her even splattering the men close by. From
then on, she kept coming explosively every few minutes and at times one
orgasm leading to the next until her mind and body were totally drained.
Then she collapsed into senselessness.

"The guy who picked the time nearest 39 wins," announced Madama. "She has
been on the fuck machine one hour and nine minutes. During that time she had
probably had over fifty orgasms. You have just witnessed one of the hottest
sights in the world, a woman being fucked unconscious by a machine."

She looked down and noticing some men with their hands in their pants, she
said, " If some of you have not already cum you are free to step up and spew
your jizz on her while she's lying there waiting for you."

The less uninhibited ones stepped up jerked off and showered the defenceless
woman with sperm before she realized what was happening. Slowly she regained
her senses and suddenly she recoiled when she saw and felt the hot cum all
over her head, back and shoulders. Immediately Madama ordered the chain
tightened stretching Renee upright. Now the men could ejaculate in her face
and on her tits. A big man approaches. His first full burst hits her upper
lip and then he spurts again, up her nose as he comes to orgasm jacking off
in her face. In several surges he ejects his fresh cum all over her lips and
chin and more drips down onto her chest. Finally he relaxes and just kind of
shakes his cock in her direction. She watched in a stupor as man after man
drenched her with cum. The hot sticky sperm splashed on her face in her eyes
and in her hair. Renee closed her eyes. Her face was dripping with hot cum
and she wiped up as much as she could with her hand. Again she felt the
warmth of some juicy fluid, this time on her back as one of the guys
masturbating over her shot his bolt. She could feel his juice trickling down
her sides

Only fifteen men were able to cum on her but still she was covered with it
from head to toe. Then she was released and dragged to her horror and shame
past Megan who had seen it all. Only able to glance briefly at each other,
Megan had time to whisper how sorry she was. Renee was too exhausted and
traumatized to say anything.

The guard led her to her cell, fastened the chain to the collar and left.
The first performance had lasted about two and half- hours. She collapsed
into a deep stupor.





Chap. 4



Routines





The next morning began what was to become a repetitious daily routine with
minor variations. At the table the talk turned to the events of the night
before

"That looks like a great machine mom."

"Yes it is Megan but don't forget that its only a machine. It does not
replace the intimacy and happiness that comes from making love to a person
with whom you are in love and that loves you in return. Forced orgasms, like
last night, only affect the physical side of a person not the deeper
emotional and spiritual side. It's better to have average sex with a person
you love than great sex with a machine."

"I believe you mom it was so out of character, yet to see you ride that
thing was a fantastic sight. I have to admit that I got real horny watching
you. You're one hell of a hot woman mom."

"Tsk, tsk, Megan. Don't talk like that. By the way, where did you learn
those sexy dance moves."

"One of the girls at school had a tape on erotic dancing. We would watch it
and try to imitate the steps."

Another thing I didn't know about you. How many more secrets are you
hiding?"

"No more than you mom."

They both laughed.

"That was pretty humiliating what happened after mom, right?"

"Yes Megan but at least I wasn't physically hurt. I see now that I will have
to be strong and keep my dignity despite the bad things that are going to be
done to me. What worries me more baby is what will happen to you when you
turn eighteen. That's less than two months from now.

"I know. I was looking forward to my birthday, now I'm afraid."

" I don't know how, but I'll try and protect you as much as I can baby."

After breakfast, they were taken to the gym for a workout, then to the pool
and massage room where Paula and Sara where waiting

While she was massaging Renee, Sara said," Sybian last night?"

"Yes."

Without another word she continued with the massage. Renee realized that if
they were to communicate it would have to be in words hurriedly spoken
between long periods of silence.

Coming close to the ear again, Sara whispered," After?"

"They came all over me."

"Terrible."

"Not hurt."

"Good." And a few minutes later," We have to make you cum now. Orders. I'm
sorry."

"Don't feel bad. Do it. I don't want you to get hurt "

So the first cunnilingus for Megan and the second for Renee of what was to
become a regular occurrence was performed by the two slaves. Renee secretly
watched her daughter as Paula exercised her magic. She saw that she was also
a sexual dynamo easily aroused and far more vocal. Megan was letting out a
constant series of short squeals and as she came closer to orgasm, the sound
grew to a shrill prolonged wail.

"Oh, god that was fast," she blurted out after to Paula."

"That's ok sweetheart, I'll do it again slower."

Meanwhile Sara was languidly bringing Renee to a peak. This was the first
time Renee actually had a good look at her.

"What a beautiful woman, probably in her late thirties." she thought. "A
splendid mane of black curly hair. I like those large, deep, kind, brown
eyes and those fleshy pouting lips always partly open revealing perfectly
formed white teeth. Her breasts are as ample as mine are and they are
natural, her nipples are not as prominent as mine but the purple areolas are
perfectly circular and quite large. That burnt umber complexion is very
seductive. She must have some African blood somewhere."

When Renee came, she came with a bang.

"Thank you."

"My pleasure hon."

Returning to the common room they found Madama waiting.

"There are two things I want you to learn and practice. The first is the
Kegel exercise. I want you to strengthen your PC muscles. In a month or so
we will play a game together for the guests. Now watch me."

She took off her robe to reveal a very passable body, a little on the plump
side but enticing nevertheless. Reaching into her robe pocket she retrieved
a long heavy dildo which she lubricated and inserted in her vagina.

"Now when you contract your pelvic muscles you should be able to hold it,
like this."

They could see the contraction of the lower pelvic muscles when Madama
squeezed the dildo. She held it in for at least twenty seconds and when she
relaxed it fell out.

"Now I will add weights to these rings on either side "

When the weighs were added she shoved it up her pussy and held it another
twenty seconds.

"You see. I want you to be able to do that. In two weeks you will be tested.
If you can't hold it to my satisfaction you will get ten stokes with the
cane. Is that clear?"

"Yes Madama."

The other thing I want you to do is to practice dancing like strippers. Here
is a VCR tape to help you."

After lunch they went about their pastimes. However they did practice
dancing.

"What is the best way to do what she showed us mom?"

"The pubococcyceal or PC muscles are at the base of the basin Megan. They
are sometimes called the love muscles because they cause the vagina to
constrict around the penis. To train them you need patience and diligence.
To locate them, when you're peeing stop the flow. That will give you a feel
for what and where they are. To strengthen them they recommend to squeeze
these muscles tightly for two counts then release for two counts repeating
twenty times. After a break, repeat the process twice for at least sixty
repetitions a day. You can also do these exercise at any time. We'd better
get good at it baby otherwise watch out, so be faithful and do it, ok baby."

Later when dinner was over Madama came in and playfully remarked," Have a
good rest, tonight you both perform."

As Renee shouted." What? You're a liar. I thought you told me Megan would
not perform until she was eighteen," she immediately realized that she had
committed a serious error.

"Are you talking to me in that tone using those words? Hogtie her right
now." she told the guards." For your information I said she would not be
fucked until then. Now you're going to be punished. When I get through you
are to apologize."

She lit a cigarette and Renee knew what was coming. This time the cigarette
was applied to the crack between the ass cheeks. Renee who was determined
not to cry out was forced to whine softly from the pain after the third
burn. Megan was the one doing all the screaming. Fortunately the sadistic
mistress stopped after six. Renee was released.

"What do you have to say."

Renee, hurt but not defeated, looked defiantly in her eyes and said gritting
her teeth," I'm sorry.Madama."

The mistress was not happy but she accepted the answer thinking, one day, I
will break this bitch.

"Sara, when she gets to her cell go and put salve on those burns.

As Sara was delicately rubbing ointment on the wounds she whispered." Oh!
how that must hurt. One day I hope you kill that bitch."

Renee did not reply.

Around eight o'clock Madama walked in followed by Megan and Sara.

"You will both dress in the clothes that she will hand you."

After putting on delicate frilly white and blue undergarments, they were
handed a cheerleader outfit that consisted of a very short flared, plaited
white skirt, a sleeveless top that barely came below the breasts with
letters across the chest reading," Castle", blue short socks, white
sneakers, and of course the pompoms.

"You look stunning. Of course Megan fits the part better but we can't have
everything. Follow me."

Madama and Harry led them up the narrow stairs to the stage.

"You will go out each your turn and perform a cheer. You first old lady. Try
and do a good job despite your age."

Renee looked silly and got a lot of laughs but Megan, who had been an
excellent cheerleader in school, stole the show.

"Now go back out there and strip. Take your time, make it last."

Reluctantly they went back on the runway. The sight off these two goddesses
removing their clothes seductively while a slow lascivious song was playing
drove the men wild.

Following the striptease, Renee was shackled by her wrists her arms spread
out to a spreader bar attached to a chain lowered from the ceiling. Megan's
collar was attached to another chain. When a button was pushed, up came a
small pole through an opening on the floor. The mistress fixed a shiny metal
vaginal plug with a curved rectangular base into an opening at the top of
the pole.

Picking up a three knob box she said gleefully," I would like to show you
guys how this fucking machine works. This dial makes the pole go up and down
slow or fast, see. This one makes the prick rotate. This one is my secret.
For her, and your added pleasure I will include this special butt plug. I
need two strong men up here. Ok now guys hold her tight while I ram this
thing where the sun don't shine."

Renee tried to relax as much as she could in anticipation of what was
coming. She was looking at a 1?in x 6in smooth acrylic anal plug flared in
the middle with a rectangular plate at one end to prevent it from being
completely drawn into the rectum Two wires leading to a separate box were
connected to the end with the disk.

"Gentlemen this devise has a conductive electrode on each side to stimulate
the anal sphincter muscle and interior of the anal cavity. Hold her while I
lube both the plug and her asshole."

She then inserted the plug. The smooth and cleverly contoured sides
stretched the anal ring and used the strength of the same sphincter muscles
to snap the plug securely into position. Then the electrical leads to the
plug were connected.

"Now Renee lets test it."

Once electro stimulation was applied to the plug, it started to work. The
plug held by the sphincter muscles after insertion began to pump in and out
of the anus. She felt the sphincter and the whole erogenous area inside the
rectum massaging itself with the plug. The feeling was not unpleasant;
actually it was delightful. Not long afterwards she was already getting hot.

"Why I'm I so damn horny all the time and in front of all these men?" she
reproached herself.

"Enough," said Madama," Hold her still while I smear the pole and her pussy
with this grease. Ok now lift her and we'll shove this pole up her cunt."

Renee felt the long thick dildo penetrate her vagina quite deeply. Then the
spreader bar and the pole were raised until she was stretched up standing on
the balls of her feet and impaled on the pole. There was no way she could
get off. She braced herself for the long orgasmic ordeal that she knew was
coming.

"The fun begins gentlemen."

She played with the controls in a similar manner to the night before.
However this dildo was slightly different, it had in addition a screwing
action as it twisted up and down. The men enjoyed watching the woman getting
excited: the nipples grew, the flushing started, the chest heaved, the body
squirmed, the head tossed. And then the action stopped abruptly only to
start over again in what seemed to be an eternal erotic torture for Renee.

"That bitch won't have the pleasure of hearing me beg," vowed Renee."

Then the movement stopped entirely.

" Now watch the electro stimulation perform its sorcery."

Slowly the electronic signals delivered to the nerves in her sexual organs
were increased from low to high frequencies resulting in an interplay with
her own normal responses. This action triggered arousal in excess of her own
normal orgasmic responses producing really intense sexual pleasure that she
never experienced even the night before. When she was at the height of
rapture and on the edge of an orgasm, Madama stopped.

Discerning what her tormentor was trying to do but unable to stop herself,
Renee begged, "Please."

"Please what," she asked turning the current up a little to tease Renee.

"Please let me come," she answered

"Did you hear that guys the slut wants to cum. It's up to you?"

They were unanimous in allowing Madama to make her cum.

The power was turned back on and shortly after Renee had the first of many
powerful orgasms. On her second one a trickle of viscous vaginal juice
leaked out, on the third she ejaculated a little, by the fifth one a deluge
of clear fluid gushed out all around the pole and flowed down the sides to
the floor. Later unable to hold back she released a fountain of piss. By
then she was wailing loudly and thrashing constantly. Suddenly it stopped
and the pole lowered a bit.

While she was in the grips of intense orgasms Renee had not noticed that
Megan, tied spread eagle to a low platform with a frame had been rolled out.
A powerful vibrator hanging from the bar across the top of the frame was
placed on her clit and turned on. Megan's body reacted quickly. She began
squirming and moaning. It was at this point that Renee noticed.

"You bitch what are you doing?"

"Shut up right now or you.no, Megan will pay later. You're choice."

Renee remained silent. After all, she saw that Megan was not being hurt
physically.

The vibrations continued until Megan screamed in the embrace of a terrific
climax. Then it was Renee's turn to be subjected to another forced orgasm.

"For a small fee I'm going to allow three men to come onstage and play with
the old whore ."

So while they were enjoying an orgasmic ride, these men pawed her breasts
pulling on the rings and kissed and caressed her whole body including the
clit adding to her pleasure. Renee, completely gone even french-kissed them
back.

First one then the other climaxed as they were teased and tormented by
Madama. How many times no one could tell. In the end they collapsed into a
kind of euphoric stupor, sweat pouring off their bodies. Renee was taken off
the pole and released. She collapsed in a heap on the floor.

"Wow. What a show! Magnificent creatures! Really sexy! A must see!" These
were some of the comments coming from the men.

"Now I have a suggestion. For fifty bucks I'll hand you a slip of paper on
which you will write your name. Then we'll put them in a hat. The first
three lucky names I pull will get to fuck the old dame, ok."

While the lottery was occurring, the scene was prepared.

Renee was dragged to the centre of the stage forced to lie face down with
her hips resting on a wide band. Long straps with hooks at each end extended
on two sides of the band. The straps were brought together over her body and
the hooks slipped into a ring attached to a chain coming down from the
ceiling. Thus the band covered her belly and the sides of her hips forming a
sling around her lower body. Another chain hanging from the ceiling was
clipped to the collar on her neck. Both chains were attached to a wheel
suspended from the ceiling so that they could turn together. The blonde was
slowly lifted until the palms of her outstretched arms barely reached the
floor. Then the sling supporting her lower torso was raised even higher so
that her butt was higher than her shoulders and her legs were spread out
behind her. Renee realized that if her arms for any reason could not hold up
her upper body, the collar around her neck would choke her.

The three men in turn fucked her from behind using condoms. As they pushed
in and out, their feet changed position, forcing Renee to move her arms to
adjust. This and the fact that the last guy took forever to cum caused her
arms to shake and burn from fatigue. As strong as she was, her arms tired
and her elbows started to bend dropping her torso lower placing more tension
on the collar. Fortunately he came before she choked. The torment had lasted
over half an hour. They were returned to their cells for the night.
Exhausted and unable to stand by herself, Renee was helped by Harry and
Henry. It was nearly midnight.

Chap.5





Bonding and Bondage







And so it went day after day, Renee had to go on that stage four or five
nights a week. At the end of many evening performances she was made to carry
out lewd sexual acts. In the beginning she hated being treated as a whore.
Later she changed her mind somewhat. The men were all gentlemen who were on
the whole skillful, careful and kind. Once in awhile one might get carried
away and become savage but the Madama was always there to prevent things
from going too far. Most of the time when the sex acts were committed she
was already highly aroused and had a strong desire to get herself off. On
many occasions the men selected took pride in getting her to climax which
she did often. So that part of the evening was not that bad.

Megan only went up on occasion. Each time it was debasing and disgusting.
For instance, if her mother was sodomized, Megan was forced to lie down with
her face below her mother's ass. As each man came in Renee's rectum, Megan,
her mouth open, slurped the semen dripping down the ass cheeks and over the
cunt

However, when she was not called up she was placed in other degrading and
perverse situations. For example, she was bound by the collar to a toilet
with her head just above and close to the seat. When the men entered to have
a leak they would notice this lovely nude girl stretched out as if she was
waiting for them. Of course as they urinated some of the piss and water
would splash on her. A few would deliberately miss the bowl. Restrained as
she was, Megan, could not turn her face away to escape the yellow showers.
Madama came in once, sat on the toilet and had a bowel movement. She moved
to sit sideways on the seat crouched over with her ass up. She had Megan
wipe off the shit. Meekly the girl had to obey but when it was over she
vomited in the toilet. Madama was a fiendish sadistic bitch.

Another time when the men got a late night snack she was secured on her
back, legs spread, to a table and finger food was placed right on her body.
A big pile of shrimp was dumped between her legs and the seafood sauce was
spread over her labia. Her tits were submerged in caviar, crackers placed
between her toes, chocolate smeared on her face and so on. After a while the
men got the idea that it would be fun to lick the food off her body. Whip
cream was sprayed on her labia and strawberries pushed between them partly
into the vagina. The men took turns slurping the cream before sucking the
strawberries from her cunt. Before she was released she was well on her way
to an orgasm with all the licky licky and nibbly nibbly going on.

Another favourite position Madama loved to placed Megan in for the men's
entertainment was to tie her to a cross. A lovely young, nude woman
crucified with her limbs stretched out never failed to impress the men. On
these occasions beautifully decorated shields were fitted behind her breast
barbells or nice teardrop charms were hung from the captive bead of her
nipple ring.

The cross she used was a good likeness to the Roman cross with a few
differences. The cross- beam was fixed on the opposite side of the upright
stake to which she was tied. This caused her body to arch out further
forward pushing the breast out more. The dominatrix thought this was a more
aesthetically pleasing sight. Secondly a narrow movable vertical board about
one foot long jutted out beneath her crotch. Lastly there were various means
to attach the feet. Two straps with adjustable buckles were fixed on each
side of the stake a little higher than at the level at which her feet would
reach. A small crossbeam that could be adjusted up or down was sometimes
used to tie the feet. Finally at this level a kind of stirrup could be
attached at the front of the stake. With the knees bent both the victims'
feet could be inserted in the stirrup to help support the body. This last
position of the legs closely resembled the traditional view of a victim on
the cross when the feet were nailed to the cross by a spike through both
feet together.

The crucifixion ceremony was always the same. The slave would be brought
into the huge dining room where the guest gathered to eat diner. She was
made to lie down with her head resting on the crossbeam. Then her arms were
bound to the heavy wooden crossbeam with ropes. She had to stand up carrying
this heavy weight. Next she was scourged lightly by Madama and forced to
carry the crossbeam of her cross many times around the table to the place
where the upright part was fixed to the floor.

A chain was attached to an eyebolt at the centre of the beam and it was
hoisted slowly up along with the slave and placed in position at the top of
the post with her sex at eye level exposed to whatever lust desires.
Sometimes Megan was allowed to hang there many minutes without support for
her feet. When this happened her arms would quickly tire and start to pain
and her breathing would be laboured. She would begin to beg and moan in her
suffering. Then her feet were bound to the stake but no matter in which
position always with a little slack so that her legs were bent at the knees.

Fastened to the cross in such a manner her body would eventually sag causing
pain and severe cramps on the arms, shoulders and chest. She would then find
it difficult to breathe and in an attempt to buy some time, she would push
herself up by her feet and stretch her legs which would enabled her to
breathe more easily, but at the same time caused unbearable pain in the
legs. The weight of the body, pulling down on the outstretched arms and
shoulders, would tend to fix the intercostal muscles in the position of
inhalation. The only way Megan could exhale was to lift with her arms and
push with his legs to hold himself up for a few seconds to allow the air to
escape from his lungs.

But there was also another devilish form of torture. Whenever her arms and
legs tired and could not raise her body she was forced down on the narrow
plank between her legs, her body weight supported on the tender flesh of her
genitalia. She would now feel the ache on her sensitive cunt and she would
summon enough energy and will power to lift herself up again. This constant
exertion would cause her to sweat abundantly. If a ball gag were inserted in
her mouth she would drool profusely, the saliva running down her body.

The guests would love to watch how a woman who is crucified copes with these
pains. Since the whole point of a crucifixion is pain, they would watch how
she handled the anguish. A good slave like Megan would let the pain
reverberate back out in a tortured form of expression, either moans, or
pleas, whimpers, groans, sweating, drooling or writhing. Her head would be
in constant motion looking over the various hurts of her body, shaking her
hair on occasion to relieve the frustration.

Even if Megan did not go on stage very often she still had her share of
suffering. But with Megan she often enjoyed it to the point where she would
get noticeably wet.

One day while they were on the massage beds she and Paula, younger and not
as wise, threw caution to the wind and started talking despite a warning by
the older women. The mistress burst in upon them.

"I know that the four of you have been talking a little once in a while.
This time I caught you two in the act. Megan, get down from that bed. Now
Paula come over here face the bed, spread your legs and bend over. Now keep
still or it will be worse."

Paula, her back to the others, rested her upper body on the bed with her
arms stretched out, her tush exposed. Madama lifted the sarong over her
round firm butt and started whipping her with a cane until her cheeks turned
a bright red and she began to sob. Stopping once in a while she poked the
buttocks lecturing," this is a lesson for all of you. There will be no
talking and no touching by Megan and Renee, understand?"

The other three could only stand and watch.

"Now get out of here," ordered the mistress."

Renee wondered why she imposed such rules. Perhaps, she thought it was to
prevent intimacy from developing between them and us. If we get to know them
friendships would grow and flourish, they would become persons not distant
robots catering to our needs. She thinks that without verbal communication
we two would live within ourselves and so would they alienated from each
other. That way the four of us could not form a group. She needs to isolate
us in order to dominate. To reach out is to get hurt so she hopes we will
hide ourselves from them. To share makes us vulnerable to attack. Subtly she
is even trying to estrange Megan from me. I think I understand her game but
I will not play it. She vowed that nothing would come between her and her
daughter.

As for the other slaves, an intimate relationship had already developed.
There was no denying that there existed a mutual attraction between her and
Sara and that Paula and Megan were like sisters. Thoughts of her lesbian
relationship in college kept coming back. Despite her growing guilt
concerning that type of relationship, she could not repress her feelings
towards Sara and she would do everything in her power not to loose that
relationship. A while back she had been able to persuade Madama to let them
eat outside on the deck when the weather allowed. This was part of her
scheme to form a support group with Sara and Paula. When they came out to
serve or pick up the dishes, there was an opportunity for quick
communication amongst them.

The summer colours outside the bay window changed to the fall palette. To go
out on the deck now they needed a coat, which was hung near the door. It
felt strange to wear something. They were so used to going around nude that
they had lost all sense of modesty. Because of the cooler temperatures Harry
would often watch them from inside the door out of hearing.

Renee found out that Sara grew up in Manaus on the Amazon River. At an early
age she lost her mother, her father she never knew. A rich man who provided
everything including a good education adopted her but at a price, he abused
her sexually commencing when she was eight. At sixteen she had fled into the
forest. Nearly dead, she was found by Indians who taught her their way of
life,. She lived with them for three years before returning to Manaus.
Subsequently she got a job on the Marco Polo, a cruise ship going back down
the river and thence to Rio. In Rio she had walked the streets as a
prostitute before becoming a stripper in a reputable club. With the money
she saved she was also able to pay the cost of night classes learning some
English. At the age of thirty she arrived as an immigrant in Canada. Working
at first as a housekeeper, she soon needed more money and went back to work
as an stripper in a downtown Toronto bar. One night she was walking back
home and wound up here.

Twenty two-year old Paula's story was shorter. Raised on a prosperous hog
farm in the Corn Belt of the U.S., she came to Toronto for medical
treatments at the age of nineteen and stayed working as an actress in the
porn industry. One night she got drunk and the next morning she woke up
here.

Madama's fixation meanwhile was growing stronger. Her need to humiliate and
destroy Renee became an obsession. The pole, the Sybian and the fucking
where alright for business but not enough to make Renee beg and grovel .She
wanted the triumph of becoming her master not only in the secret torture
chamber but in front of others. Moreover she had to be careful not to damage
the woman's magnificent body. It would be bad for business. She therefore
figured that bondage scenes associated with forced orgasms might work. The
men would pay big money if they could place Megan and Renee in bondage and
see them come. She would provide video tapes and books describing bondage
techniques and methods. If things got out of hand she would be there to stop
anything that could severely injure the victims. Also Megan's birthday was
coming up in two weeks as she kept reminding the nervous women. She had
already devised a cruel and pernicious scenario for that occasion.

Madama's behaviour was also becoming more erratic and cantankerous.

Sara explained." Apparently from what Henry told me she started gambling
again. It's an addiction with her. She takes the boat and goes to a casino
about an hour from here. She is spending more and more time there. That's
why she is gone so often and for so long."

"I see," mused Renee." Her moods change depending on whether she wins or
loses. Could be bad for us in the long run."

Not long after Paula was beaten for having talked to Megan, Renee's analysis
about the motives behind Madama's instruction was strongly reinforced. At
breakfast one morning Madama announced that Megan would be flogged to
entertain the guests that night. When she left Renee commented about
Madama's cruelty.

" That's ok mother, I don't mind I'm used to it.....Oh, oh."

"Yes, oh, oh. What do you mean Megan and don't lie to me?"

The girl remained silent a long time before blurting out," Shortly after we
got here, Madama got me up during the night, took me to the torture chamber,
tied me to the St Andrews cross and flogged me. Since then it happened four,
no five times. She says it's to practice her technique but I think she gets
her kicks doing that."

"And how about you?"

" Mother I'm not going to lie. I love it. It gives me such a high, nothing
like I ever felt before."

"And after."

"She takes me in her arms cuddles me kisses me. She is a different person so
gentle so nurturing."

"I'm glad you revealed that to me Megan. Now please listen and don't think
of it as a speech. Madama needs to split us up in order to dominate us.
That's why she doesn't want us to get friendly with Paula and Sara either.
So far her plan is not working, but if you keep secrets from me it might.
Honey, I accept your sexuality but please don't try to hide it from me. You
are doing nothing wrong. We both have deep dark sex drives, even towards
each other. I can admit that now. You have a tendency to be a submissive.
She noticed that the first night we arrived. Now she is counting on that.
She also recognizes that because I have absurdly suppressed my sexuality I
have more hang-ups than you. She knows you know that so she wants us to feel
alienated, me for condemning your behavior and you hiding it from me for
fear of being reprimanded."

Renee then proceeded to tell all the dark secrets of her life, her bondage
experiment, her lesbianism in college, her masochistic leanings and even her
incestuous desires.

"What we can't allow ourselves to do is keep secrets from each other. We are
in a very unusual, stressful situation in this castle. It is bringing out
types of behaviour that some would consider deviant and that under normal
circumstances probably might not occur. The lesson for us now is that we
must talk about your deviant desires and innermost thoughts. We are human
Megan with our good and weak side. To share makes us understand and accept
each other realizing that we are not alone. That way she won't get to us."

"Mom that was a cool analysis full of wisdom and understanding. I feel
closer to you than ever. I'm not ashamed of my love for you."

"When this is over Megan our relationship will undoubtedly be far different
than for the average mother and daughter. But I think that's enough for now,
ok?

"Ok mom."

The slaves would need all the support they could get from each other because
hard times were coming.

That night the first of many bondage scenes took place. For this first time
Madama had instructed four men, who had paid a lot of money to participate,
on the procedures and methods. Dressed in her finest dominatrix clothing,
she comes out towing Renee by a "pussy" leash, but instead of staying on the
runway she takes her down on the floor of the large ballroom where there is
more room. A rectangular frame, about three meters high had been positioned
there in advance. With her arms spread out above her head, they tie her with
a rope to one of the top bars of the frame and pull her up so she is
standing on tiptoes. Then they force her mouth open to insert a ball gag.
Next, under Madama's supervision they begin to bind her lovely breasts. This
stringent breast bondage is done slowly for everyone's enjoyment. Almost as
soon as they finish tying them the breasts begin to darken in colour.
As one man finishes tightening the rope around one of her swollen spheres
something truly remarkable happens. The rope is so tight that milk actually
begins to flow from her nipples! Unable to resist this lovely attraction he
squeezes her distended flesh and they all can actually see the milk spray in
thin streams from her nipples. The men take pleasure in fondling and tapping
the darkening breasts. At that point, while one man pulls the nipple rings
out another hangs heavy steel weights from them. Again they take turns
mauling, pulling and kissing the breasts and erect nipples adorned with the
cruel weights.

"Look at that saliva run down her tight body guys we may have a real
slobbering champion here."

Indeed Renee could feel the spit oozing from her mouth flowing down her body
moistening her pussy. That wasn't the only liquid making her pussy wet.

"Damn, there I go again getting excited despite myself. What kind of slut am
I?"

With the passage of time her lovely flesh took on a darker and darker tone
as her ordeal went on and on. Madama even permitted a light whipping of the
breast with a short crop embellished with a butterfly that left red wings
wherever she was struck
Once again Madama allows her to savour her anguish alone; leaving Renee no
idea how long this torment will continue. The highly aroused gang of
tormentors was capturing every second of her distress as she struggled to
break free of her bounds.

Following this long strenuous session all the breast bondage gear was
removed and Renee's arms are unbound.

While she was standing on shaky legs, a short rope was tied tightly about
her waist before the loose end was pulled beneath her and up the front
through her pussy lips. Then the end is passed underneath the one around the
waist. Madama explains that this is a crotch rope. Pulling on the loose end
forces the rope to cut deeper between her labia causing pain and pleasure at
the same time. A chair is placed below the metal frame and Renee is tied
securely to it with one leg free. Tying the loose end of the first rope to a
longer one they pull the cord through an overhead pulley and finally attach
this rope to her extended free foot, causing Renee to keep her foot
stretched out in front of her. Now every movement of her leg causes the rope
splitting her sex in two to dig new furrows into her soft, sensitive flesh.
The other men are allowed to watch close-up as this cruel invader sinks ever
deeper between her pink and swollen lips!
One man grabs the crotch rope and lifts her body up off of the chair over
and over again using this nasty "leash". Another attaches a small rope to
the chain connecting the nipple rings and pulls the nipples up until the
whole breast looks like a triangle. Madama herself is impressed by the
intensity of this scene and the struggle put up by the tortured Renee.


They next scene finds Renee standing bent over in what is called the
strappado position, her wrists and elbows bound together, a crotch rope
splitting her sex before being attached to her bound wrists. Her feet are
held wide by a spreader bar and a rope runs from that spreader bar to a ring
on the leather collar locked around her neck. It is a short leash that
causes the woman to bend forward uncomfortably. Her elbow bondage is
attached to the overhead hook to make sure she doesn't fall. Next they take
tweezer nipple clips and affix them to Renee's large and inviting nipples,
making sure to pass the chain for these clips around the outside of the rope
leash which keeps her cruelly bent over.
Of course this position is ideal for a flogging and Madama obliges one of
the men to do just that with a number of her usual implements. However she
adds a thin and supple cane to the mix and they love the quick angry red
lines that pop out on Renee's flesh in response to the attention given her
with this wicked and pliant rod.
Finally Renee is bound completely naked on an inclined plane, her wrists
locked behind and over her head, her legs spread wide by a cruel spreader
bar. She looks almost as if she has been laid out for some strange pagan
sacrifice. And in a way she has... A sacrifice involving flames, wax and
pain
To add to her discomfort and humiliation a crotch rope is threaded through
her sweet, open lips and attached to the bar which holds her ankles widely
apart. Now with every jerk or movement Renee will transfer some additional
discomfort to the core of her womanhood.
And the pouring begins. The four men are given many large pillar candles
each. They are told to blow out the flames and immediately begins to pour
the hot wax all over Renee's bound and helpless body. Obvious targets, such
as her breasts, her sweet mons are not missed, but less obvious ones like
her upper thighs and armpits also receive this cruel treatment. Renee moans
and struggles as the hot wax is poured over her entire body. Many different
colors of wax are used and, as time wears on, she comes to resemble some
sort of a colorful abstract body art. In the end her body is encased in a
hard, unforgiving shell of wax.

Madama turns her around so she is lying on her stomach with only her arms
secured in front of her. Her legs and lower body are free to move.

"Now guys decorate her ass with that wax. Renee still has a lot of fight in
her. As they try to drip the wax on her buttocks she writhes and twists
kicking her legs seeking to escape the burning wax. Everybody but Renee is
laughing and having a good time. In the end they tire her out and she can
only lie and moan occasionally moving her backside in pain.
As is her practice at the end of these sessions, Madama allows some men to
ravish Renee's sexuality. This time she removes the ball gag and insets a
ring gag in the sensitive mouth of the victim. The wonderful thing about the
ring gag is, it provides a very pleasant friction when one inserts a cock
through it, and it prevents the slave from 'accidentally' biting down.

The first guy hauled his throbbing member from his pants and shoved it deep
into Renee's throat in a single thrust, causing her to grunt with surprise
and pain. Her tongue worked frantically, trying to expel the intruder. This
had the reverse effect on him, of course, simply making him harder and
allowing him to thrust deeper into her. Holding the chains from her nipple
clamps tightly in one hand, he gripped the back of her head in the other,
fucking her face hard until he exploded into her throat. Unable to swallow
all of his semen it came oozing out of her mouth in large creamy gobs.

Renee had to endure this face fucking until she nearly passed out from
exhaustion. Limp and nearly unconscious, she was made to lie down and the
last men fucked her in that position. She probably swallowed a litre of
sperm during that session.

Not one of her better days!



Chap. 6



Presage



One luminous warm October morning the kind of day that can be most enjoyed
by people living in climates that have long cold winters, the mother and
daughter were eating breakfast outside dressed in short animal print
kimonos. The overriding thought on both their minds was Megan's birthday the
next day.

"Mom I'm afraid. For the first time, I'm not looking forward to my
birthday."

"I'm a little worried myself Megan. I know she is very fond of you and won't
let things go too far but she is a cruel sadistic person she might hurt us
in other ways."

As they ate in silence Renee reflected back on the last two months. She
marvelled at how fast the time had gone since they first came to the castle.

What a change in our lives, she thought. Right now, Megan would have come
home and they would be getting ready for her anniversary, which coincided
with thanksgiving. Sometimes both fell on the same day. What would have been
a joyous moment was now a dreaded occasion.

Looking back there were many things about this place she would gladly
forget, but some were ok and one was glorious. She was falling in love here.
The memories of that experience were mixed. In the beginning, for many
reasons she had tried to fight off the growing emotion. But day by day,
gesture by gesture, word by word she was inexorably drawn to Sara. As time
went on she noticed that Sara was also falling in love with her. Because
life looked so hopeless with no way out, at first they tried to suppress
their feelings. However, it was impossible due to the daily contacts, they
had with each other. In recent days they got more audacious. At great peril,
they touched longer, kissed longer, talked more. Whenever Sara was told to
go down on Renee, the session would last forever. Renee, as best she could,
would gently stroke her head, rub her back, squeeze her hands, whisper
loving words. Both tried to live only for the moment forgetting everything
else.

A few times Renee would observe bruises on Sara's or Paula's bodies and she
knew they were being beaten. At other times they appeared really tired. When
she inquired about these things she was told that life was hard at the
castle for all the slaves.

Her momentary delightful reverie was soon replaced by the recurring feelings
of hopelessness and despair. "How and when do we get out of here? " she
sighed.

When she had first started to perform upstairs she figured that maybe one of
the men might help them. She had even tried to seduce one, but when she
asked for help he refused telling her not to place any hope in that
direction. As a matter of fact it might even lead to severe punishment for
her if one of them squealed. Later she found out the reason from Sara. The
guests were successful powerful men in the financial and political sphere
coming from all over the world. Every week fifteen or twenty of them would
gather at the castle on this island for a five-day period to receive
information, discuss strategy and get to know one another. All was not
business however, mixed in were many recreational activities like golf,
tennis, swimming, fishing and yes. call girls. This year, for the first
time, on a small experimental scale, the organization had hired a dominatrix
responsible among other things for a nightly" bdsm "after diner show. It was
therefore obvious that these men would never divulge what went on at the
castle.

Next she focused on how both she and her daughter had changed physically,
psychologically and sexually since they first got here. For one thing they
were fit and tanned with sculptured abs and firm muscles. Renee was proud of
herself and even more of her daughter.

Psychologically the rapport between them was evolving. At first when they
really needed each other, their love and mutual dependency grew rapidly. Now
subtle changes were taking place.

Another person had entered Renee's life. Although Renee had vowed that there
would be no change in their love for one another, Megan fully understood
that she would not be the center of her mother's universe any more. Children
grow up and are supposed to go their own way.

This aspect of the relationship was still within the bounds of so-called
normal behaviour between mother daughter and a new marriage partner despite
the fact that the spouse was another woman. What worried Renee more was the
developing relationship between Megan and Madama. Deep down she felt
emptiness and despair as she concluded that she was slowly loosing part of
her daughter.

Right from the start during that first flogging, the trio of women,
particularly the two older ones, had seen Megan's submissive slant. Since
then Megan admitted to being flogged in private and Renee had witnessed two
public floggings. Each time she observed a growing rapprochement between the
dom and the sub. On one occasion the sexual bond was so strong that during
the cool down period when Madama fondled and caressed her, Megan had a
strong climax in front of everybody. Renee also noticed that in small
everyday acts Megan was interested in submitting to the mistress. She
enjoyed being used for the other's pleasure. But she also expected to
receive pleasure. She craved pain, which opened the door to an endorphin
rush for her. That was the reason she delighted in being flogged. Renee also
noticed that Megan's libido, which was high before mostly due to her
adolescence, was increasing for some reason.

Renee on the other hand was often happy to give up some amount of control at
times during her performances especially. She even welcomed some forms of
physical restraint. It let her off the hook so to speak. She longed for
licentious intensity to enhance her sex life and hid behind the loss of
responsibility on those occasions in order to exonerate herself from all
blame for her debauchery. She observed in herself that that part of her
psychological makeup that instilled in her the desire for sexual union and
satisfaction was also increasing. She attributed the change to her frequent
orgasms, multiple climaxes, her new found love life but there also seemed to
be something more that she could not put her finger on. From a low and
diminished libido that plagued her prior to the incarceration she was
gaining a heightened sex drive essential to a healthier self-image and a
growing positive attitude towards life.

The bondage had become part of the regular routine. She had to admit that
during the intense bondage scenes, when some degree of pain was involved,
her endorphins were also turned on providing her with a rush of sexual
gratification that sometimes led to an orgasm. During those periods she
became more and more submissive, readily following orders.

At other times she obeyed the mistress either through fear of pain for
herself, fear of what might happen to her daughter or just plain habit.
After all, life was generally pleasant when they obeyed Madama. As long as
things stayed the way they were, why cause problems?

Madama was also changing in small ways. She could no longer debase Renee in
front of Megan as she once did for fear of alienating the daughter. To
enslave Megan she would have to force her submission in other ways. It would
have been easier had she been able to split the two, but she needed both of
them to make money and to honour her contract with the organization.

Meanwhile, Renee was completely at a loss for what to do. She fell back on
the age-old remedy, love and in this case acceptance of Megan's deviant
personality. She hoped that in the end the feeling of shared love would be
stronger than the attraction of submission and domination.

In her mind she went over the daily activities, which were repetitious but
never really boring. Her piano skill had greatly improved while Megan had
discovered a talent for drawing and painting that took up a lot of her time.
The food was superb because it came from the same kitchen that prepared the
meals for the guests Then there was the exercises, the sauna, the pool, the
massages, the pleasant hours reading outside in the fresh air. All in all,
she mused; the days were leisurely and enjoyable, with no accountability and
little stress.

The evenings were of a different nature. Often they were difficult,
humiliating and painful but they could also be stimulating and enjoyable and
lascivious. The striptease dances were a real success. The two became
outstanding dancers, creating their own choreography and costumes. Madama
permitted them great leeway and never tied them up allowing the two
exhibitionist entertainers much freedom.

Some days when they were in the mood they would dance a half-hour each. To
the delight of he audience the dances would get dirtier and dirtier and so
would the banter between the girls and the men. By now the girls had heard
it all and were even spending time composing new risqué remarks themselves
to make the men laugh. By far the most erotic dance was when they performed
as a duo imitating two lesbians. The lecherous movements were so suggestive
that the men all had a bulge in their pants before it was half over. On the
other hand the movements were so harmonious and graceful that the guest -all
educated men- were also able to appreciate the artistic side. Madama made a
bundle of money on that striptease.

Renee recalled that one night in particular when Megan and her performed
such a lewd dance that everybody including the dancers got really horny, the
evening turned into a real orgy. Madama had ordered new fuck machines that
she wanted Renee to try out. After the striptease she had them brought out.
Renee was so hot she pleaded with Madama not to tie her up.

Jokingly she begged," I'll be a good little girl mistress you'll be proud of
me."

"Alright you little slut but just this once," acquiesced the mistress
sensing that Renee was really going to put on a show.

While Megan and the men watched she and the mistress examined five machines.
There was a barrel type one that looked like the Sybian except that it was
red. The mechanism seemed to operate in the same way. Three of them were
essentially similar. They all had a dildo attached to a rod that in turn was
attached to a motor mounted on frames made of wood or metal. The motors
through the ingenious use of the mechanisms would drive the dildos back and
forth. The dildos were all curved slightly upward. The last one resembled a
large electric drill with a long rod to which was also attached a dildo. All
the dildos had a large flared plastic piece at one end to prevent damage to
the vagina and uterus if accidentally they were inserted deeper than the
length of the selected dildo

It was evident to everyone present what the purpose of the machines was .The
two women picked one low to the floor mounted on a heavy board attached to a
heavy metal frame weighted down so it would not move too much while in
operation. Renee lay first on her back while Madama positioned the machine
and lubricated the six- inch prick. Then using a lever she extended the arm
until it was resting against the vagina.

Renee slowly pushed herself forward and inch by inch the dick disappeared
inside the cavern. When it was in the motor was started and the machine
began to fuck her. As the penis went in and out the upward curve rubbed the
g-spot and soon Renee was aroused. Madama increased the speed of the piston
and Renee started to squirm and mewl. Soon she had her first orgasm.

Next she got on her knees with her back to another machine. Madama was able
to tilt the machine up so that the arm aimed right at the vulva. As Renee
was being fucked the mistress picked up the hand held machine and placing
the lubricated tip of the cock on the rosebud slowly pushed it in the
rectum. Renee's was so thoroughly aroused she let her hand go down to rub
her erect clit

"You hot little bitch tell the men how it feels to have your bunghole and
cunt fucked at the same time while you finger yourself."

"I'm in heaven. I adore it, oh yeah. Keep fucking me. I'm so horny, I'm
going to come again."

Then she shrieked as she exploded in a dazzling burst of ecstasy.

As she was lying depleted and blissful Madama called Megan over to the
movable platform.

"I have something to keep you happy too you little slut," she said.

When Renee started to protest Madama got angry and affirmed, "Listen you
whore I have many reasons to punish you already and now you just added one
more. Now shut you're fucking mouth or Megan gets whipped right here and
now, understands."

Then she asked Megan to lie down stating, "this is not going to hurt honey
you may even like it." She placed a belt over Megan's stomach and fastened
it on each side of the small stage. She chained her ankle cuffs to 'O' rings
on each side of Megan's hips. The blonde was now lying unable to move on her
back with her knees wide apart and drawn up towards her chest exposing her
labia.

She retrieved the apparatus, which consisted of a small metal box containing
a powerful vacuum pump, tubing set up so that the main tube coming from the
pump divided into three smaller tubes at the end of which were three small
cylinders. First she lubricated the nipples and exposed clit before placing
the cylinders on each encasing them. The rubber O-ring at the open end of
the cylinder pressing tightly against the skin created an air tight seal.
She started the electric pump, The vacuum created in the cylinder caused the
blood to be pulled into the nipples and clit enlarging them and giving Megan
a nice feeling. Finally she pressed a button which alternately turned the
current off and on which gave Megan the same sensation as somebody sucking
on the tits and clit at the same time. When the mistress sat down holding
Megan head in her lap and bending down to kiss the girl gently while she was
moaning and writhing, Renee got terribly jealous but was powerless to do
anything about it. When Madama looked over at her in triumph it was all she
could do not to go over to them and punch that bitch. She watched dejected
as eventually her daughter had a powerful orgasm cuddled in Madama's arms.

"Crawl over here you bitch. I wouldn't want you to think I was ignoring the
love between a mother and her daughter."

Renee humiliated and hurt incapable of thinking clearly did as she was told.

"Now straddled her torso on all fours as she is lying there."

When she hesitated Megan begged, "Please mom do it before we get punished."

Renee got down on her knees on top of Megan. Her upper thighs spread wide
were resting on the back of Renee's lower legs while Renee's pressed her ass
against Megan's upper thighs. Renee's upper body, supported by her elbows,
was over Megan tit to tit. Renee's arms were on each side of Megan's head
with her hands holding the young woman's head. The mistress then clipped two
short chains to their nipple rings attaching one woman to the other. It was
impossible for Renee to lift her body. A vibrator was fixed between Megan's
inner thighs with the head resting on her vulva. A larger fucking machine
enclosed in a black box was placed behind Renee and the cock inserted in her
wet cunt.

"Now dudes we have the final act. Let's see what happens, "she uttered as
she turned on the power to low in both contraptions.

Megan and Renee were face to face, not looking at each other. Finally Megan
said in a low voice," Can you forgive me mom, I couldn't help it."

"I know baby, but it hurts me to see you changing like that. It's not your
orgasms that bother me but you're fondness for that bitch whom I fear is
taking you away from me.

"No mom that's not true. I still love you but Madama does turns me on I have
to admit it."

"I understand Megan, she appeals to that part of you that wants to be
dominated and to much more, right?"

"Yes mother. Oh mother I am getting so turned on right now. How about you?"

"Me too baby."

They waited very still trying to fight off their bodies' commands. But when
Madama raised the level of intensity in the machines it was no use. They
started giving in to a growing excitement.

Megan idly started stroking her mother's smooth bare thighs. Then slowly she
moved up till her hands were resting on the round tanned curves of her ass
cheeks. She drew her hands forward stroking her mother's back pulling her
mother down bringing their sizzling breasts in contact .This brought a huge
groan deep in the older woman's throat The touch of her bare breasts against
the younger girl's sent a major wave gushing through Renee's . body. It
started at her clitoris, and washed all the way through to her breasts as
she felt her nipples come erect. The touch of Megan's fingers and the
vibration of the dildo in her well-lubricated vagina heightened her desire
for sex, making her more open and willing to continue despite her moral
qualms. She understood that their love for on another transcended their
perverted urges. In a sense they were both happy to witness the other's
sexual pleasure. It give depth and meaning to their own.

Renee was about to say something but pondered what was the point in talking;
explanations at this point were futile. Why fight the inevitable? Megan's
actions revealed to her that she had already accepted that fact. One way or
another they would both climax and that was it. Moreover by this time she
realized she was far too aroused to stop. The machine was merciless and
immoral. Reflexively, Renee moved up a little higher to straddled Megan's
chest. Leaning over, she accidentally placed one of her ample breasts
against Megan's mouth. Megan without thinking took it in her mouth and
gently sucked the warm firm globe of flesh. She tongued the rigid nipple,
teasing it with her teeth. Meanwhile her fingertips were roving all over her
mother's incredibly smooth skin and feeling her muscles respond to the
touch. Renee, unable to resist, swayed from side to side, allowing Megan to
pay equal attention to both breasts.

Now it was Renee's turn. She leaned back slightly and placing both her hands
on each side of Megan's head she delicately began massaging the forehead,
the neck and shoulders.

"Hmmm, that feels so gooood! I'm so horny mom."

"Megan I can't control my shameless behaviour either."

"Pleeease mom no explanations. Just let yourself go."

Eyes now closed, silky blonde hair tossing from side to side on the stage
floor, hips gyrating wildly from the massager's vibrations, she could feel
her mother's slim thumbs now flicking on her pink nipples. "Ohhhhhhh
,ohhhhhhh, yessssssssss!" she moaned again.

Renee starting at the base of her virgin girl breasts, caressed them slowly,
savoring their resilience, measuring their size with spread fingers. Megan's
breasts were the size of small grapefruits, little protruding white hillocks
on the surface of her chest, but to Renee, they were the softest, roundest,
most deliciously curved objects she'd ever felt. And her nipples! She took
each nipple and rolled them between her thumbs and forefingers. Over and
over she gently tugged and pulled them, her sweat moist fingers sliding off
them, only to recapture them and gently pinch them again and again. Very
quickly, Megan's long red nipples came erect, and Renee thrilled to their
stiffness as she gently caressed them with her palms. Renee was aware of the
wicked sensations going through her own body when she did so but was unable
to stop her brazen behaviour. She realized Megan was highly stimulated now
and would climax soon.

"Oh boy, I don't know how long I can stay in control, "Renee pondered, as
the electric tingles continued coursing through her body.

Megan's body jerking involuntarily while the massager vibrated faster
against her vulva exciting her to the point where she was very close to an
orgasm. Renee gasped with surprise and pleasure arched her back, forcing her
pelvis back against the artificial prick as it moved faster and faster in
her vagina sending ripples of pure pleasure through her body.

.. Renee losing all her inhibitions kissed her daughter passionately on the
mouth then started down her neck, tasting the sweat on her skin, listening
to her breathing. Her breathing changed, becoming heavier, she started
panting and her whole body was shaking. Her chest was covered in a cold
sweat and all of her muscles were tense. Then she held her breath for a
moment and let it out in one long wail. All her muscles went limp and
Megan's world exploded in an incandescent flash of pleasure. Wave after wave
of ecstasy engulfed her body, every fibre of her being vibrating. Renee
watched Megan's body shiver and shake as the orgasm took her, moving quickly
to cradle the young woman in her arms as the orgasm ravished her body. Megan
was unable to move for several minutes. Renee, despite her own arousal,
gently caressed her, holding her closely and tenderly, until finally, the
last waves of passion dissipated, and Megan regained control of her
breathing.

Renee was now at the peak of arousal. She was bent down at the waist
convulsively gripping Megan's upper body, faces cheek to cheek, her
quivering butt high in the air. Madama increased the speed of the fucking
machine to maximum. Then in an uncharacteristic gesture she came behind
Renee and started stroking her protruding red clit and rubbing her ass.
Renee was so hot she did not try to pull away.

" Come for me you hot little bitch," Madama urged.

"I'm going to come, I'm going to come," shouted Renee as the spasms of her
pelvic muscles caused vaginal contractions and that familiar urge to pee.
Two or three small ejaculates emerged from her cunt before she let go with a
torrent that sprayed all over completely drenching Megan's lower body. An
intense sensation of pleasure and sexual stimulation racked the very essence
of her being. A long deep "ooohhhh," escaped from her open mouth.

After twenty seconds of exquisite release she collapsed as she pressed the
whole length of her body on top of Megan.

As usual after such a rousing sexual show the men were delighted and of
course the money flowed.

Once the debasing but thrilling forced orgasm was over, she felt so ashamed
of herself for climaxing with her daughter while another woman fingered her
in front of twenty men. What made her feel especially guilty was the fact
that during last few moments, she unconsciously wrapped her arms around
Megan kissing her deeply, then without thinking blurting out to Madama "Oh,
yes squeeze my clit harder, fuck me like a whore. Make me come."

"I'm sorry Megan for loosing my self-control, "she pleaded.

"Oh mother you're always full of angst and neurosis. Would you rather have
us being tortured or in severe painful bondage? Admit that at least it was
fun this time and forget it."

"Yeah listen to your daughter. She makes more sense than you do," echoed the
mistress.

Renee did not answer but reflected that they all were loosing their moral
values.

"Go to bed now. Tomorrow is a big day," proclaimed the dominatrix.

" Yeah, I'll bet," muttered Renee.





Chap.7.

Megan's 18th.



"Good morning mother."

"Good morning sweetheart."

Renee got up from the table, hugged Megan whispering," Happy birthday baby."

"Thank you, mam."

"Why are you two so secretive? This is a joyful occasion. Happy anniversary
Megan" shouted Madama upon entering the room." Everybody wish her a happy
birthday. For diner we will even have a small party. Have a good day."

True to her word, that evening a cake with eighteen candles was brought in
after diner by one of the trusted cooks who was allowed downstairs on busine
ss once in a while. Madama lit the candles and started singing "Happy
Birthday To You." The others all joined in fearful of what might happen if
they didn't. After they all hugged Megan wishing her the best. Then the
mistress cut the cake and for a moment everyone forgot where they where and
ate with joy and appetite. She even allowed some small talk.

"Ok now Megan and Renee get some rest. We have a long evening upstairs."

One thing was certain: the women did not get much of a rest.

At eight o'clock they were taken to the stage.

Renee could tell something obscene and horrible was going to happen judging
by the gleeful mood Madama was in. As she watched, Megan was brought nude to
the center of the stage and placed with her back to a cross Her arms were
attached to straps on either side of her head. Next chains were clipped to
the rings on her ankle cuffs and her widespread legs were hoisted up chest
high.

Then it was Renee's turn .She was strapped with a belt running around the
middle of her body to a small chair on rollers. Her arms and legs were free
to move.

?Go closer to Megan ? ordered the bitch. Using her feet the mother slowly
propelled herself towards her daughter placing herself in front of the drawn
up legs of the young woman. Their eyes met filled with apprehension and
fear. Their lips barely moving telling each other how much they loved one
another.

" Now watch"

A guard came out holding a box with a knob and two wires with metal clips at
the ends. Megan's screamed in pain as he then attached one clip to each of
nipple. The other ends were twisted around short poles coming out of the
box. Madama came prancing out bowed to the audience and took the box.

"Now Megan will have big pain or big pleasure up to you," she spat out.

She turned the knob slightly and a jolt of electricity raced through the
helpless young virgin causing a searing ache. She grunted as her body shook
violently. Renee, livid with anger, tried to get up in a reflex action to
help her tortured daughter but was held fast to the chair

"You bastard," she shouted at Madama who only laughed as she sent another
longer and stronger zap to the flailing body of the young virgin. It felt
like a red-hot poker burning deeply in her breast. She was convulsing in
agony, her screams uncontrollable.

Renee was trashing about in her chair begging the sadistic bitch not to hurt
her again." "Please, please," she kept howling.

"You want it to stop, then do like I say."

"Yes, yes anything," she pleaded.

With a leer she hissed," you give head, make her cum.

''What, are you crazy''

Without another word Madama send another high voltage electric shock running
through Megan whose eyes rolled in their sockets from the intense pain. The
agony was so extreme she could not get a scream past her lips. When it
stopped she begged pitifully not to be hurt again. Renee lost her senses she
was crying uncontrollably while shouting, "Stop, stop, stop, I will do it."

"Ok, now you start or more pain for Megan."

"Yes, I will obey," she answered totally devastated, tears in her eyes.

"Please mom do it please," pleaded Megan.

"I'm so sorry about all this my poor baby."

"Here is a small dildo. At one point I want you to shove it in her,
understand."

"Yes mistress," Renee growled.

Renee moved closer to her daughter and gently placed a hand on her inner
thigh in a gesture designed more to console than to arouse. She then started
shifting her hand back and forth letting the tips of her fingers lightly
brush the delicate white skin. As she stroked her thoughts were wildly
confused going from guilt for what she was doing, hatred for the one forcing
her to do it and love for the one she was protecting. One thing she knew for
certain, she had to obey, carry on and arouse her own daughter; otherwise
the physical and emotional torture would start over. Resigned she moved her
hand closer and closer to Megan's exposed vulva. When she reached the soft
crease where the leg meets the body, she began stroking up and down barely
touching the puffy labia major. Now resting her hand on the edge of the girl
's treasure her other hand repeated the movements on the other leg. After
many long moments, she started to push both palms towards the centre of
Megan's vulva.

The mature woman had not recently seen her young daughter's genitalia close
up. What she saw was at once beautiful to behold but troubling to her
because she felt attracted a strange desire building up within her. Her hand
and eyes moved to the quite prominent mons pubic, which formed a lovely
sensuous moon-like bulge, below her belly. Next she ran the index fingers
along the laid open crescent-shaped pussy lips pressing softly into the
plump pouting flesh. Then she tickled the pink delicate petals of the
burgeoning inner lips and moved to the protuberant clitoral hood rubbing it
between her thumb and index. Her hand slid over the perineum and hovered
near the anus. With her fingers she explored the volcano framed by an oval
reddish-brown patch .She traced a circle around the highly sensitive cone
pushing slightly into the dark larger than normal centre of the crater and
followed the dark lines radiating out from the peak.

The gentle deliberate attention she was giving to the girl she was about to
eat was having an affect for Megan was shivering slightly with sexual
tension, moaning softly and bucking up straining to get more. She looked up
at her daughter's closed eyes, half open mouth and big red nipples standing
erect. Every mounting sexual response from Megan increased the desire to
please in Renee. It did more, she realized partly embarrassed, that it
aroused her own libido to the point where moisture was discharging from her
own private parts.

"Do you like that Megan," she asked.

"Very much mom. Feels much better than those shocks."

"You know baby I'm having a hard time with all this."

Megan who was already aroused and fearful of the electric jolts replied
simply," Just keep on doing it mom, please."

Renee came closer and slowly brought her lips to Megan's thigh still
ambivalent in her thoughts. She knew now that Megan was going to reach a
climax. This was apparent when she heard her sighs and saw the slight sheen
of moisture covering the inner lips. Megan was aroused no doubt. But what
disturbed Renee most was her own heightened excitement as she felt pulses of
energy in her groin. Her mind was telling her how much she was starting to
enjoy this despite the moral taboos against it. That awful woman is turning
me into a real slut, she thought.

Everyone else now forgotten she began the long sensuous path towards her
daughters climax. She gently started to peck Megan's inner pliant thigh.
When she reached the crease near the vulva her wet tongue emerged to slide
up and down the path. She knew that women love to be teased, the inner part
of her thigh being the most tender spot. She licked it, kissed it, made
designs on it with the tip of her tongue coming dangerously close to her
pussy, then floating away making her anticipate it. She could hear long
profound sighs accompanied by soft moans coming from the young girl's open
mouth Closing her eyes she nuzzle her face into her cunt brushed her lips
over the slit without pressing down on it to further excite her. After doing
this to the point where her little lady was bucking up and straining to get
more of her mom closer to her, then she put her lips right on top of the
slit kissing her, delicately, then harder. Now she used her tongue to
separate her pussy lips and when she opened up, ran it up and down between
the layers of engorged flesh lapping the pussy from vaginal entrance to
clit. It felt divine to be tongue-fucking her; it made her shiver with
lustful craving. She tasted a cocktail of her own saliva mixed with Megan's
ample sweet glandular secretions.

"Oooh mother that feels so good, taste me," Megan said candidly.

Renee began to move her tongue a little higher searching for Megan's
clitoris. Suddenly she sucked in sharply as her tongue found the erect
finger of flesh. Her eyes opened quickly to gaze in wonder upon a larger
than normal firm rounded organ surrounded by the red flesh of the hood. The
sensitive erectile tissue protruding quite noticeably must have been a half-
inch in size. She realized that her daughter was a sexual machine easily
aroused and probably capable of strong repeated orgasms who was at this
moment tilting her hips forward presenting more of her engorged clit. She
began to play with it pushing it from side to side with the tip of her
tongue while listening to Megan's lusty groans of approval.

Putting the 5-inch dildo in her mouth she drooled a lot of saliva on it. The
dildo is well lubricated baby and so is your vagina. I'm going to slip it in
now, ok?"

"Ok mom, I hope it doesn't hurt."

"It won't be so bad Megan it's quite small."

Gently she first pushed a finger in as far as it would go to open the hole.
It went in easily, Megan must be masturbating with her fingers she
reflected. Then she inserted the cock taking her time. Megan squirmed a
little but did not complain. Finally it was in enough. She pushed it in and
out a few times to see what reaction Megan would have. When she noticed the
girl moaning softly she knew it was fine. She couldn't believe that here she
was being the first to fuck Megan.

She gave the exposed clit a quick little suck, pulling it briefly into her
mouth and letting it go. She did this a number of times before taking it
into her mouth sucking on it and simultaneously flicking her tongue over and
around it causing the beautiful young virgin's sexy groaning to become
louder and more urgent as her sweating body jerked spastically

Meanwhile she scooped out luscious juices oozing from a very wet pussy and
with her finger she rubbed around the anus. When she felt that Megan was
comfortable with this she pushed her whole finger up her ass.

This pushed Megan over the top. Her body stiffened muscle contractions
occurred in her legs stomach and arms, which made her quiver like a leaf in
the wind. A high- pitched howl came from deep within her throat interrupted
only when she screamed with unabashed abandon," I'm going to cum, keep
going, ooooh." A burst of ecstasy engulfed her when she exploded in
sensations of wild passion.

The spasms lasted ten seconds and while they lasted her own excitement and
emotional fulfillment caused her to moan and whimper against her daughter's
naked crotch. Both women where gratified and basking in a loving and caring
afterglow when the crowd erupted into a loud chores of applause whistling
and yelling in a gesture of their approval bringing them back to reality.
Even Mistress who had long since removed the tit clamps was impressed.

"More, more," they all shouted.

"More money." demanded the hag. The money poured onto the floor.

"Ok, you do it again slut." she commanded Renee.

"Please Mistress we are exhausted, no more," Renee pleaded with despair.

Mistress Kim picked up a small whip and without another word started to lash
Megan's tits causing her to bawl out in pain.

"Enough, enough, I'll do it."

"Up to you pain or pleasure."

"Look at her hanging there. Can't you make her more comfortable," she
begged.

"Ok , for you madam anything, "she laughed.

Megan was untied; allowed to stretch her gorgeously svelte seductive body
while a type of sling, which would support her back and buttocks was brought
out. It was suspended from the ceiling before she was placed on it. Then her
legs where opened wide and chains were attached to her ankle straps. Her
wrists were fastened to the straps holding up the sling. She was raised so
that her head was higher then her buns to permit her to see the top of her
exposed crotch. All in all she was quite comfortable.

"How about me. Can't you let me free. I won't run away," asked Renee.

Madam made a gesture and someone untied the belt around her midsection. The
muscular good-looking mature women stood up. Does this ever feel good she
thought to herself.

"Now get going," ordered the diabolical bitch.

Renee moved up to her daughter who was suspended waist high. Standing
between Megan's widespread legs she bend forward placing her hands on the
girl's hips. Looking deeply and lovingly into her eyes she murmured," You
are so beautiful Megan, I love you so much."

"I love you too mom."

Still looking into her eyes Renee slowly moved her hands up cupping the
breasts and then sliding back and forth over them.

"You have such firm and wonderful breasts baby. You are so sexy it's
fabulous." she whispered. Words are part of the arousal process and she knew
it.

Pinching the nipples between her thumb and index she rubbed delicately until
they stood firm and round like two ripe cherries.

"Oooh that feels so good mom."

"It feels good to me also hon."

She just wanted to give Megan the pleasure she desired. Prior to this
evening she believed that she was only seeking emotional intimacy with her
daughter. However, now she realized that having been forced to bring her to
orgasm she found sex and sensuality to be pleasurable, physical and
emotional expressions of their love and caring. They both felt safe with
each other and they gave themselves permission to be fully aroused.

In time Renee moved away to start kissing and licking one of Megan's legs.
She slithered all the way to her toes and when she lewdly sucked the big toe
into her mouth slurping her tongue around it, Megan's naked rear clenched
tightly and she started to squirm. Renee continued suckling each toe licking
between them dribbling saliva and lapping it up as Megan began opening and
closing her mouth taking in small gulps of air her eyes staring lustfully at
her mother's face.

"That looks and feels so sexy mom."

"I'm glad you like that Megan."

The woman moved lasciviously to the other leg stopping only briefly to blow
on the twitching vulva and began the same sensual actions designed to arouse
Megan one step higher at a time.

When Renee saw Megan's chest heaving up and down and heard her gasping in
short ragged little breaths she moved slowly towards her crotch caressing
both thighs with feathery touches of her delicate fingers. Swiftly she spat
on the vulva and started rubbing gently the swollen pussy lips before
bringing her mouth down to brush against the whole area with her own lips.
Spreading the labia far apart and with her tongue pointed and stiff she
flicked it here and there roaming all over but always coming back to the
clit. Megan was really hot now; the skin on her chest was flushed, a warm
glow of perspiration covered her face and torso, low grunts of voluptuous
pleasure came from deep in her throat. When she was on the threshold of
exploding Renee pulled away.

"Mother please don't stop, I need to cum."

"You will baby in a way that you never have before. Now I'm going to put a
finger in your vagina. I'll do it slowly and carefully, ok, it might hurt a
little but the pleasure when it comes will be far greater than the small
pain."

"I trust you mother," the girl replied meekly.

Renee dipped a finger in her own moist pussy to coat it with lubricant and
brought it to Megan's vagina. She slowly traced a circle around the opening
and when it opened she gingerly pushed it a little at a time into the warm
sleeve. She heard a long low moan from Megan.

"Does that feel good Hon," she asked.

"Yes, real good."

She inserted it a little further waiting a moment to allow the muscles to
relax before wiggling it a bit. Finally the index was right in. The glands
of her vagina were discharging an abundant watery secretion making the
finger slide much easier. She told her they would explore the different
areas of the vagina to see where the strongest response would be. They
proceeded slowly all around from one degree of pressure to the next while
Megan gave her positive feedback on what made her feel the best. Thus she
was discovering where she was most sensitive and how best to pleasure her.
The older more experienced woman knew that her most sensitive spot was on
the top of the canal towards the belly so she concentrated mainly there.

"How does that feel Megan." she inquired.

"Feels great right about there but a little deeper I think."

"I'm going to put two fingers in Megan."

She inserted the larger middle finger along with the index and started
applying friction to the wall in front nearer the navel between two and
three inches in. The region she touched had a slight pulsation it was softer
than the rest of the wall. Pressing harder she pulled both fingers back and
forth towards her palm slowly building up the tension in the urethra sponge.
Becoming extremely sensitive it started to swell. Meanwhile with her other
hand she masturbated the hot prominent button of delight. Minute after
minute she repeated the process until Megan was at the peak of sexual
arousal. The plateau of excitement was held for several minutes before
erupting.

Sweating profusely, panting hard, she was repeating in high pitched whining
tones," I'm going to cum, I'm going to cum." Strong spasms radiated
throughout her body causing an involuntary shaking of her legs and hips.
Renee who was beginning to lose it herself could feel each contraction of
the vagina squeezing and relaxing around her fingers. The ecstatic process
lasted about fifteen seconds.

Then Megan yelled," I'm going to pee mom I can't help it."

"It's not urine dear, just let it go."

Suddenly she released the tension and a special liquid poured out from it's
hidden realm inside the urethra. At least a cupful squirted all over her
mother.

In a sort of erotic trance Renee could not stop. She immediately started
licking her daughter's genitalia tasting the ejaculated tangy fluid mixed
with her vaginal discharge. Soon afterward she wrapped her mouth around the
bulging clit sucking on it between her lips while pumping the dildo back and
forth. Barely had Megan started coming down from the first powerful
prolonged orgasm then her body stiffened as she was brought to another. The
ripples of joy grew and grew to waves of rapture.

"I'm coming again, oh God, yes."

Megan's young body began to shutter again as the orgasm came thundering
down. A series of grunts were emitted by Renee who emphatically felt her
daughters rapture. Bringing her hand down she rubbed her own flaming clit
violently while continuing to face fuck Megan.

"I'm not going to stop baby. I'm so close now we may cum together next
 time."

Megan close to exhaustion but still horny as hell, yelled out," Don't stop
mom, don't stop."

The two groaned lustfully twisted wildly screamed and panted in total
abandon. After a few more minutes they peaked and climaxed together in a
burst of animalistic passion. The force was so strong that Renee collapsed
over Megan's lower body coming to rest on the still heaving belly panting
and moaning almost pitifully from the intensity of her release. Meanwhile
Megan was babbling, "Oh God mom," over and over. As they came down from such
a deep and intense orgasm and lying limp and satiated they were fulfilled
emotionally and sexually loving each other without reserve.

Again the men who were utterly silent during the long process rose applauded
and shouted their approval. The ovation lasted many minutes, much money was
thrown on the floor. Madama was very pleased.

" You did good tonight sluts. Now you can go and rest."

It was over.



Chap.8.

Megan's Turn



When they were returned to the detention area on the foundation floor they
were given a juice and allowed to sit together before going to their cells.
For a long time they sat at the table without saying a word absorbed in
reflecting on what had just happened. Their world had been turned
topsy-turvy.

Finally Renee said," We will surmount this awful episode. What happened
tonight will not affect our lives. When we get out of here things will get
back to normal. You'll see what we did will not stay with us."

"What do you mean mother," questioned Megan.

"Well, what I mean is that.I find it hard to talk about it, to say the
words. Our incestuous behaviour was done under threats, torture, duress, the
feelings and the damage will pass."

Megan, who was younger, did not have her mother's hang- ups. Society had not
imposed its norms upon her to the extent that it had on her mother.

She replied forcefully," Mother you raised me most of my life without making
me feel guilty. In the past you didn't use guilt as a weapon to make me
behave. Now you are trying to excuse your own guilty feelings and behaviour
by making me feel guilty too. I won't accept that. I enjoyed what we did. It
was a loving, tender and pleasing thing we did."

"Yes Megan but."

"No buts mother. We did it to survive, to stop the pain and we finally got a
lot of pleasure out of it. Now you feel guilty and you want me to feel the
same way. Well I won't."

"You're right hon. I can't help feeling like a slut and I shouldn't. I feel
awful but glad in a way."

She started to cry.

"Anyway if I was to be awakened to the joy of sex I'm glad it was with you
mom. Please stop crying we can't do anything about it now. What's done is
done."

"I know Megan, I know."

They held hands silently, each in her own world, each seeking to comprehend,
each wondering how long they would be in here.

The guards came in, unlocked the chains and dragged the two women to the
same cell this time. They were both chained to the bed. As usual these
chains were long enough to permit them to reach the toilet and sink situated
in a corner. While getting ready for bed they only exchanged a few words.

Finally when they were lying nude side by side Renee still embarrassed could
only muster a 'Goodnight dear,' to which Megan answered,' Goodnight mother.'

Renee lay there deeply humiliated guilty and troubled thinking that she had
made love to another woman, her own daughter in fact, and worst of all she
had enjoyed it. Now to make matters even worst she was imposing a guilt trip
on Megan. What kind of woman am I, what kind of mother? What do I do now she
asked herself? She struggled with these thoughts tossing and turning unable
to fall asleep

Judging by the sighs and jerky movements coming from Megan she knew that she
too was very disturbed. A little while later she heard her soft whimpers and
her decision was immediate and decisive.

She turned, wrapped her arms around the girl whispering softly, "Megan I
love you very much no matter what. I'd give my life to see you out of here."

"Oh mom I thought you had rejected me."

"No baby I'm here, we will survive this together."

"I love you mom."

Renee looked at her, her eyes moving over her svelte body. She smiled the
most wonderful loving smile the young girl had ever seen. "You are the most
beautiful thing, absolutely gorgeous, and such lovely young breasts too. Now
do you want to see and feel mine."

"Yes mother," the coy adolescent replied. Her mother's breasts were so grand
a full 34B with very pink nipples and large prominent areolas. They were
rock hard, just as hers were. She placed Megan's hands on her breasts and
had her explore them, cupping them, feeling how firm they were. She lifted
them slightly feeling the warm heaviness of them, so wonderful. Megan
touched her nipples, pulling on them a little, rolling them between her
fingers. The nipples seemed to respond to the touch and got very taut. Renee
wrapped her arms around her and pulled her close so their breasts and
nipples could touch. What a wonderful feeling! Megan cuddled in her mother's
arms loved how this felt.

Their breasts were touching! It was like magic. She became aware of her
pussy starting to get moist as they continued. They kissed again.

As they hugged and kissed before falling asleep they could feel each other's
warm body and they felt sheltered. Very unusual behaviour for Renee who
reasoned that the sexual intimacy they were engaged in would bind the two.
They needed this closeness to remain sane at this time. One thing she did
not want was to alienate her daughter. In these circumstances Renee knew she
was doing the right thing.

The next day they went about the daily routine without much conversation as
though the previous night had never happened. Renee wondered what dreadful
acts would she.they, since Megan was now eighteen, be subjected to the
coming night.

About eight o'clock that night they came for her. Madama was waiting near a
low bed placed at the end of the stage runway in the large hall. Renee was
brought to it forced to lie down while the cuffs on her arms and legs were
opened out and secured to each corner.

"Tonight we have fun." the Madama said gleefully to the assembled guests who
were sitting around the runway waiting in anticipation. They could not but
admire such a gorgeous, muscular, tanned, woman lying helplessly
spread-eagled only a couple of meters away. They cheered in appreciation
when the equally stunning young Megan was pulled in. She was made to kneel
down at the foot of the bed facing her mother. Her arms were stretched out
along her mother's widespread legs and her wrist cuffs tied to Renee's ankle
cuffs. She was thus forced to bent her waist so that her face was directly
over her mother's genitalia. However by lifting her head a bit she could
look directly into her mother's worried eyes.

Without uttering a word they both sensed what was coming next.

When Madama declared," When I say go, it will be your turn to eat your
mother, make her cum," they were not surprised.

"GO." ordered the old bag.

Megan hesitated, she was very reluctant to do anything especially after the
conversation she had with her mother the night before.

"Go missy or you'll regret it." Madama hissed menacingly.

Still the young girl did not move but looked into her mother's eyes.
Meanwhile Renee's mind was racing. She knew that if something weren't done
soon someone would suffer. Yet she also wavered a few seconds.

"GO now or pay more."

""Megan we can't wait any longer. We're already in trouble. We can't make it
worst.

"Tell me what to do mom."

Another moment of indecision before Renee pleaded," Do it now baby, suck me.
Please start now."

Megan's cheek dropped and she rested it against her mother's smooth bald
vulva. Slowly she turned her head until her luscious pouting lips were
pushing against her mother's voluptuous labia. She gazed at the crimson oval
outer lips framing the inner purplish petals of the smaller lips and capped
by a prominent clitoral hood. The musky scent of her mother was now familiar
to the teenager.

"Do something Megan, start kissing me."

She did what she was told.

"That's right Renee coached. "Lick it very lightly use your tongue to
gradually open it up."

Megan proceeded slowly, using her soft tongue to part the large inner lips
of her teacher's pussy just a little more with each successive lick.

"Now lick it really deep," directed Renee.

The "A" student's long, sinewy tongue snaked deep into her mother's velvety
depths.

"Now slowly lick up and down and all over."

After quite a while Renee asked," I think I'm getting slippery down there,
slurp my juices."

"You are leaking mom I can taste it."

"Lick my clit now honey."

"Gee it's big mom."

"Not as big as yours, but it's working, I'm getting turned on."

Nevertheless she thought it was taking a long time, maybe she could fake it.
She started breathing heavily, moaning and squirming.

Immediately Madama came closer placed two fingers on her neck to check the
pulse. Then looked closely at her eyes and chest. Without notice she slapped
Renee hard in the face.

"You think you can fool me you slut. Now you too will pay later."

"I'm sorry mom."

"That's ok Megan. Start over. Remember how I did it. I know you can make me
cum."

The exquisite mother's petite nipples got as stiff as pencil erasers just as
soon as her willing student continued on. Megan glided her yearning mouth
down the smooth curve of her lower belly pausing to probe her sensitive hood
with her searching tongue.

"Oh, imaginative," Renee exclaimed as a shiver ran through her gorgeous
body.

She did not seek out her mother's clitoris immediately waiting for her
hormones to get flowing and for her genitals to become engorged with blood

Instead she made a slow and lengthy journey to her clitoris pretending to
discover it by accident. At first she lapped, kissed, and licked her inner
thighs. Next she gently licked the area where her vulva and inner thighs
come together. She took her time as she slowly flickered over her pubic
mound and outer labia. After running her wet tongue along the grove created
by the meeting of her outer labia she slipped it between her inner and outer
labia. She drew her swollen gaping inner labia into her mouth and pulled on
them with her lips; gently drawing blood into them. Then she licked the area
between her inner labia and the area just outside her vagina and the
location of the urethral orifice.

When she saw that her mother was dripping wet, moaning and begging for more,
she very gently started licking her clitoris giving her time to get fully
aroused.

"Oh honey you are doing just fine. Don't stop. I'm really burning," murmured
Renee in a hoarse sexy voice. When she seemed ready to explode Megan began
sucking on her exquisitely sensitive engorged clitoral glans projecting
outward from the hood. The mother let out low little cries interrupted by
quick gasps.

"Come on baby, oh yes, oh God, keep sucking, that feels so good." She threw
her head back and made sexy little grunting noises as she humped against her
daughter's face



With her mother squirming bucking and bawling even harder, she knew that she
had found the form of stimulation that was most pleasurable for her, and
that if she maintained that stimulation she would cause her to experience
orgasm. Intending to tease her, Megan broke the rhythm and wandered off
leaving Renee on the verge very upset.

"You little tramp get back there and fuck me with you face" she shouted
frightening the girl but amusing the audience. Renee had become a lewd
wanton slut. All she could think of was getting her daughter to make her
cum.

She immediately started sucking again on the clit like it was a small penis
until shortly she brought her mother to orgasm. The men revelled watching
the sexy woman shaking all over while screaming," I'm coming I'm coming."
The waves lasted a good thirty seconds before she started calming down. They
were both tired and sated. All they could do was lie still returning to
earth after such an emotional high.

Once more the two women received a loud ovation and Madama a pile of money.

As the audience grew silent again, Madama gave a signal and two guards
attached long chains to their collars before releasing them. As they stood
up these were connected to others coming down from the ceiling and
subsequently pulled up forcing the women to stand on their tiptoes. While
they were hanging there the bed was removed and a small wooden bench was
brought in.

Madama turned to the men and shouted," Both of them deserve punishment for
what they did, right? A good spanking would teach them a lesson right?"

The men yelled with glee that it was the least they deserved.

She turned to Megan her voice ominous," I think you need a good spanking
young lady for disobeying me earlier."

Megan's mouth went dry and her stomach clenched. Her face blazed red-hot. As
Madama approached she tried moving away on her tiptoes. Madama lifted a
finger pointing up and the chain attached to the collar was raised until
Megan's feet were off the floor. She started to chock, her feet thrashed,
her face turned red, her tongue came out. When she was lowered Madama said,"
Are you going to stand still now. I don't want you to move."

Sputtering and breathing hard Megan managed a, "Yes maam."

A guard brought another short chain in and tried to attach it to Megan's
nipple rings. Instinctively she raised her arms to protect her breasts. The
chain was tightened again strangling her. She lowered her arms. After the
short chain was fastened to her nipples, Madama came closer. Megan's bottom
lip was twitching a familiar sense of fear invaded her.

"Are you sorry for not obeying." asked the hag.

"Oh yes I, I'm really sorry."

"Too late you will be taught a lesson anyway."

She grabbed the chain pulling it up.

"Nooo, oohhh that hurts," she shrieked raising her bosom.

Then the chain was jerked down pulling her breasts to sharp points.

The tortured girl screamed in agony.

Renee who had been watching silently but apprehensively not daring to speak
lest she make matters worse could no longer contain herself.

She shouted," You bitch leave her alone."

"Shut up," threatened the old whore." When your turn comes you will pay
more."

Holding the tit chain in one hand, she released the collar chain with the
other. Then she towed Megan to the bench. Megan followed the chain trying to
keep it from stretching her nipples to twice their size. As she sat down she
pulled Megan down with her.

"Now lie on my lap."

The helpless girl quickly lay down on the older woman's knees. It was easily
the most disturbing moment of her life.

She was already crouched over following the sadistic witch's grip on the
chain who was now pulling it off to the side as if guiding her.

Her voice was high, loud, and laced in pain, "Oh no please my tits hurt!"
she emphasized the word tits with a strong touch of anger.

Nevertheless she moved quickly in the direction of the chain trying to
create a slack in it. Her knees were dug in the bench next to Madama's
thighs forcing her ass slightly up off her lap in an effort to keep her head
down as close to her hand as possible. She didn't even want to think what
kind of picture this made. She had never felt so nervous in her life

With her left hand Madama grabbed Megan's right hand and twisted it back
behind her back. The left arm was already pinned between the two women's
bodies. In that position with her ass way up and her feet off the floor,
Megan was quite helpless to move.

Madama started by gently caressing her buttocks. Every once in a while she
would give them a little tap creating more of that dreadful suspense that
Megan hated. Suddenly she gave the tender cheek a loud hard slap. A burning
fire blazed through her body the sting was like nothing she had ever
expected. And before she could even protest another spank fell, then another
and another. Hard, fast, high, low. The hand caught only one cheek at a
time, but it was only a moment before it felt as if she had spanked
everywhere.

"Ooohhh.please stop that's enough" cried Megan squealing in misery.

"Now tell me what happened when I said go."

"Please maam, I only waited a minute honest! I won't do it again. I didn't
understand that it was against the rules so I waited a bit. But I know now,
I know it was wrong, I won't do it again," she whimpered lying there naked
as the bag played with her like a toy, once again she was burning with
embarrassment.

The mistress caressed each cheek with her hand, letting her fingers stray
between her legs stroking her damp pussy.

"You know you are not an innocent sweet girl anymore don't you?"

She pushed a finger inside of her making her arch her back, squirming as she
pumped it in and out, stroking her pulsating little bud each time.

"This cunt stays wet and hungry all the time doesn't it my little whore?
You're just another trashy little slut like your mother that wants her pussy
played with aren't you?"

"No mistress no."

Another slap

"Yes Mistress, yes."

"That's better. Now naughty girl will you obey when I expect something."

"Yes, yes Mistress, please. It hurts. I don't want anymore." She bucked, but
that only caused the old lady to pin her more tightly. The palm of the hand
kept falling. Frantically, she began kicking her legs and managed to get
them up partially over her rump. She was gasping and her entire body had
broken out in a sweat.

"Megan." Her voice was strong and stern. "Put your legs down." She ignored
her. "Put your legs down or I will pin them and spank your thighs." That
sounded pretty horrible. Meekly, she dropped her legs, putting her toes near
the floor.

"Please, mistress. It's enough. I didn't know it would hurt like this. I
can't stand it." The hand fell again and again. "I...can't... stand... it."
Megan began kicking frantically.

"Megan, stop it. You have to stand it. You need this. And I'm not goin' to
stop until I'm sure you're good and sorry for what you did today. Because
for the first time in your life, I'm thinkin', someone is makin' you pay for
what you did. And what you did was stupid and defiant and self-destructive.
Wasn't it?"

"Yes, but I'm sorry. I really am. Now, please let me up... Please..."

 From a distance Renee could only watch what was happening with horror. From
time to time she could only demand that the spanking stop

But Madama did not stop. She ignored the mother's and the girl's pleas
completely, and the hand continued to fall in a steady cadence, until her
dark red bottom felt like a fireball. Nobody was counting but the number of
spanks must have been over one hundred. And then, incredibly, Madama's hand
released her wrist and dropped down to her bottom. She knew one moment of
incredible relief that turned into sheer horror as she felt her ass cheeks
being tugged slightly apart. She could see everything. Oh, Jesus! With no
warning the hand fell onto the newly tightened tender skin. The bite sent a
wave of hot agony coursing through her like none other. Her free hand tried
to worm its way back between her body and hers.

Megan felt like screaming, but it was almost as if no sound would come.
Pain, pain, pain, it consumed her and made her nuts. The powerlessness of it
all was incredible. Suddenly, an "edge" was reached, an edge of hot agony
and something else. Megan began sobbing. Not the scared crying that she'd
done as he'd put her over his lap, but huge heaving shaking sobs. She fell
limp. "Please, no, mistress, I need... I need..."

The blows ceased suddenly. "Tell me what you need, honey."

"I don't know. I just don't want to be spanked anymore."

"You will behave yourself much better now, won't you little treasure?"

"Oh yes mistress, I will I will."

She stole the aged woman's heart with her pleading little whimpers, and her
wildly erotic nature that betrayed loudly the otherwise soft and demure
little girl. The way her eyes filled with tears, till the extra-large
droplets made their way over her cheek one at a time, as if each crystal
waited its turn to grace her lovely face She was given a few more hard blows
as a final reminder.

Finally, the smacks stopped. Again, the soft calm voice. "Tell me what you
need."

"I need..." Suddenly, the answer came to her. Her voice was ragged with
effort. "I need to be punished for my bad behaviour

"That's good, baby. What else?"

Tears were pouring out of her eyes. "I need you to punish me."

Her voice sounded choked when she responded. Could she be crying, too? "I
think that's the right answer, baby. The right answer."

Her iron grip on her wrists loosened, and tenderly she helped her up into a
sitting position. The pain in her backside was intense as it brushed the
fabric of Madama's clothes and she moaned, but deftly Madama helped Megan
onto her lap, so she was mostly on one side of a thigh. She leaned against
her and sobbed and sobbed and sobbed. She held her trembling body firmly
around the waist and gently caressed the warmth of her newly punished
bottom. "shhhh my little treasure, it's over now.

Never in her life had Megan felt so protected, so safe so submissive. It was
irrational, she knew it, yet that was the way she felt. The release that she
felt... finally... was incredible. Madama's large hand found her bare
bottom. "So hot," she whispered.

"It hurts," she murmured out between the tears.

"It was supposed to hurt. It needs to hurt. And something' tells me that
this is going to happen again, Megan, maybe lots of times. Because you need
this, don't you baby? Do you promise to be a good girl from now on
sweetheart."

As much as she had hated being treated like a child, at this moment she had
never felt safer, as if all the pain and tears had cleansed her soul,
returning her to perfect innocence. To her mother's total astonishment the
docile young beauty curled against Madama, no longer feeling an ounce of
shame as she let the hands of the old lady comfort every inch of her
quivering flesh. She nuzzled her face into her neck kissing it softly, "yes
Mistress, I promise I will."

"I love you Megan like my own daughter. Ok you can get up now."

As she gained her feet, her hands couldn't help but reach around and begin
furiously rubbing her bruised crimson buns, much to the amusement of
everyone there. The men giggled and chuckled as they watched her try to
allay her misery. At the same time, they congratulated the Madama on a job
well done. The Madama told her she could go now to the detention area. She
felt genuine pity for the beaten young thing and wanted to spare her the
pain of watching her mother receive a spanking.

As she left she murmured to her mother," Be brave mom. I hope she doesn't
hurt you too badly."

Renee could not find the words to answer.

The sadist walked towards Renee but before she got very close the outraged
woman tried to kick her but missed.

"You rotten bitch what have you done to my daughter. One day I'm going to
kill you."

"I would be thinking about myself right now if I were you because you are
going to suffer you slut."

With those words she ordered the guard to pull up on the chain lifting Renee
off the floor. Quickly however she grabbed the chain with both hands above
her head easing the pull on her neck to prevent herself from choking. The
audience started betting on how long the muscular woman could hang on. At
length her tired arms started to shake from the strain. She began to glow as
sweat poured out and inevitably she loosened the grip and her hands started
sliding down towards her head. As this happened, more and more stress was
placed on the neck collar and she started to choke. Just as Megan had done
she turned purple her tongue stuck out and her legs danced wildly. At the
instant she reached the point when she might pass out the mistress ordered
the guard to lower the chain all the way down, Renee, totally exhausted
collapsed on the floor trying desperately to catch her breath not able to
utter a word.

"Now do what I say or I'll hang you again. Say you will follow my orders."

Renee realizing that the bitch meant it whispered hardly able to speak, "I
will."

"Louder you slave."

She raised her voice, "I will."

"Not enough. I will who."

"I will Mistress."

"I've decided not to punish you tonight. We'll keep that for another night.
Take her to her room"

Renee, in great emotional distress, cried herself to sleep that night.



Chap.9

The Awakening



The next few days were difficult for Renee and Megan. They had a hard time
re-establishing some kind of normal relationship following Megan's behaviour
during the spanking. At times they didn't speak to one another and when they
did some of the remarks were sarcastic, taunting and bitter. Madama was
succeeding in her plan. Sara and Paula were also highly distressed and told
them so.

" You are falling into her trap," admonished Sara to Renee.

Renee was so hurt and felt so rejected that she couldn't think straight.

Madama was smart. She had them perform separately at night.

The dominatrix was still into heavy bondage. She introduced different types
of bondage: breasts, frog tie by which the left ankle is bound to left thigh
and right ankle is bound to right thigh, suspension, hogtie where the knees
are bent, with ankles connected to the upper body (usually the wrists), but
she still preferred the crotch rope.

One night she invited a Japanese master to illustrated Japanese rope bondage
techniques called Shibari or Kinbaku. They needed the two women on stage.
Madama knew this might be a mistake but for the act it was necessary.

"Japanese bondage is not about pain; rather it is about pleasure and
sensuality. Granted, some of the same elements of traditional bondage are
there, namely dominance, rope, candles, tight binding, gags etc., but it
promotes meditation, the ropes and knots massage the skin, aestheticism as
beautiful women are placed in graceful positions and eroticism because of
the total helplessness and exposure of the submissive. This will be of
interest to all of you. Enjoy," she said.

The expert started with some minimal bondage techniques.

Although there is hardly any rope used, the effects are devastating; it is
impossible to get out and in most cases it really hurts if one struggles so
the two subs were forced to keep still and this was very frustrating
especially for Renee. Here are some examples:

He bound only Megan's thumbs behind her back and tied her thumbs to her
toes. She could not move. Then he tied all fingers of both Renee's hands
together at the back and then forcing her to kneel tied the thumbs to the
toes.

"This is a nice one, " he told the audience. "I will bind the lovely long
nipples of this girl. This binding can stay on for about 15 - 20 minutes.
Next I tie her thumbs behind her back pass the string over her shoulder and
secure it tightly to the bound nipples. Finally I bind her big toes
together. Now they are both helpless to move. Basically with a few tiny
ropes they can't go anywhere.

If you are looking for a "different" nipple clamp, try this one. Lay the
nipple between two chop sticks like this and tie the chop sticks together at
both ends using elastic bands, because that is a lot easier."

He left the women bound in this manner for a few minutes.

"Now gentlemen I will illustrate two asymmetric techniques."

He tied Renee's right wrist to her left foot and vice versa. "Now her mind
will be tricked and she will loose the automatic control over left and right
coordination. If she wants to move her right leg now, she is forced to
concentrate on the question which one is the right one. You don't even have
to blindfold her, it is difficult enough as it is. Being tied up this way
she will only be able to crawl. You will see that crawling is very difficult
and she will probably stumble over her own legs"

Next he tied a rope around Megan's waist and tied the other end to her right
foot but he shortened it in such a way, so that she was still able to
stretch that leg, but not completely. Just the feeling of being able to
fully stretch one leg, but not the other frustrated her (especially in the
long run). Not to mention what it did to her attempts to try and walk around
in a somewhat graceful manner.

Then he took a rod and whipped their ass forcing them to move forward. The
men realized that he was right and got a huge kick out of watching them
struggling to advance. Both women where frustrated and humiliated.

He then showed some basic rope techniques. One was called SHINJU-the pearls.
It was a method of breast bondage. The first rope is wrapped in several
windings (approx. 3-4) directly under the breast and upper arms The second
rope is wrapped around the torso and arms in the same way, but above the
breasts. The third rope is taken doubly and pulled up to the half under the
lower windings. From here it is run between the breasts, while you twist the
ends around each other 2-3 times. Run the 2 ends of the rope above the
shoulders and down the back and tie them to the lower rope  1) on the back.
Make sure the knots don't press on the spine but are placed beside the
spine. The breasts are lifted by this bondage variant and squeezed lightly
by the pressure from the upper and lower ropes which provides a unique
stimulation.

When he was finished, Renee' s breasts and nipples slowly started to feel
the sensation of being slightly pressed and they became more and more
sensitive. The feeling was quite erotic for her.

Another is the Sukaranbo-the cherry. He used Megan to show this one.
"For this one you need three ends of rope. Fold up the first rope in the
middle and place it loosely around the waist and pull the two ends through
the loop just below the navel. Run the rope between the thighs carefully in
between the labia and over the clitoris between the ass cheeks and tie the
whole thing together at the back, next to the spine. You can add some
refinement and make it more stimulating by tying knots where the rope
crosses the clit and the anus.. You can now wrap the remaining ropes around
the thighs several times and fix them on the outer side. The loose ends of
each rope (about. 30-40cm) are run from the outer side of the thighs
crossing the bottom, up to the waist rope and fixed to it beside the spine.
The two ends crossing the bottom, each with a knot on the end form the
"cherry."

Apart from the direct stimulation of the clitoris and/or the anus a lot of
the excitement comes from the "cherry" and from massaging the inner
sensitive parts of the thighs



Next he began with Renee, whom he used to demo "karada," the Japanese torso
bondage in a diamond pattern. He set up with a loop to go over the head, and
knots spaced along the doubled 1/4" nylon rope. The lowermost knot, placed
to rest on the clit, was doubled for increased effect. Now he ran the double
rope, with knots at fixed intervals, between the legs up the back and up to
the neck where he pulled the ends of the rope through the loop around the
neck. From this point he ran both ends of the rope right and left under the
arms around the body to the front and led them through the loop between the
first and the second knot. Then he ran both ends to the back again and
pulled them through the first loop on the back and back to the front side
into the loop between the second and third knot. He repeated these steps
until he reached the last loops at the bottom where he artistically tied the
loose ends of the rope

Each diamond was formed by crisscrossing the ropes over the body and
tightened by levering with a knee against her back, and tied off with a
square knot to one side of the spine. Sides were alternated for visual
effect, but the idea was to avoid the spine since the sub might eventually
be on her back on a hard surface. When completed, it was not possible for
Renee to fully expand her chest; deep breathing was deliberately
compromised.

He did the same for Megan. The mother and daughter looked at one another in
awe and pride. They felt beautiful and sexy. The bondage was bonding them.

Finally he allowed the men under his supervision to bind the women in all
kinds of typical positions used by the Japanese.

The demonstrations lasted several hours at the end of which the two women
were highly aroused but extremely tired.

The next morning they talked of the experience and how they both had reacted
similarly to the bondage. This helped to mend things between them.

"I guess in many ways we are the same Megan. I forgive you for the other
night baby. Our bodies are dictating to our minds how to react. Many times
we are not in control of our actions. I risk repeating myself but we are
living a unique experience here that affects us strongly.

" Mother I love you no matter what my psychological needs make me do."

"I understand baby and I love you too."

While they hugged Madama came in and noticed. She vowed to make Renee pay
for that.

That morning after a particularly long hard evening, their joints and
muscles still aching from the bizarre bondage positions they had been
subjected to, they entered the pool. Madama had prescribed a good rubdown
and a blowjob as a reward. After an eternity in the soothing hot pool, they
came out and lay on the beds to get a massage. Renee was surprised to see
that Paula and Sara were unusually frolicsome and talkative. In the middle
of the calming muscle relaxing massage Renee noticed that Henry, the guard
usually on duty, was gone. She inquired,"

Where's Henry?"

"We bribed him-well let us say we did him certain little favours -to stay
out of sight for an hour."

"I see," mused Renee.

While being massaged, the woman chattered about the night before, the
hardships they were all enduring, the desire to be free and the hopelessness
often bordering on despair of their abduction. Renee the toughest of the
four reminded them never to give up hope.

"We will come out of this alive and stronger."

Over the weeks a binding rapport had grown between the mother and daughter
and the two slaves. Renee and Sara were especially close. Without admitting
it openly they were falling in love. Renee was attracted by her gentle
nature and refined manners while Sara saw a woman oozing with a wild sexual
side. There existed a bad-girl rocker type who would have liked motorcycles
and flirtatious flings with hard-bodied men inside the sedate controlled
exterior. For Sara, Renee's body was so strong, that she would feel safe in
her arms. She imagined herself a tiny girl protected by the strongest
heroine.

The incarceration and smutty sexual behaviour that had been forced upon her
was transforming Renee. Much of the repressed carnal desires and behaviour
were coming out or coming back. In University she had toyed with bisexually
to the point were she slept with another girl for months. However, after she
became a lawyer, a wife and a mother the past was slowly wiped out. Now all
her inhibitions had been shattered. She had been sodomized and fucked she
had sucked and been sucked, she had masturbated herself and others to
intense orgasms, she had swallowed loads of cum. Nearly every day since she
arrived an eternity ago it seemed she had an orgasm, sometimes many. Sexual
responses are learned, developed and deepened with practice. Instead of
turning one off, sexual performance only increases the ability and hunger
for more.

After a wonderful massage like only Sara could give, Renee went back into
the hot tub. This time Sara went in with her. They talked while basking in
the hot deliciously invigorating water. After awhile Renee looked into
Sara's eyes and felt a thrill down her spine. She ran her tongue over her
lips as she fantasized." What I'm I doing?" she said to herself.

But when Sara told her she had received orders to.well you know. Renee felt
a tingling all over.

"Someone may be watching, you never know in this place. Why don't you lie on
the edge and let your legs dangle in the water while I do my duty?"

They both chuckled.

After no more than ten minutes, Sara a master at cunnilingus had Renee on
the brink. Suddenly she wrapped her legs around Sara's head and started
humping her face. The orgasm she experienced was first class.

"You're so good at that. I'm sure nobody is better than you."

"Thank you Hon."

As Sara went to retrieve the sarong, which had come loose and was floating
in the water, Renee slid in and approached her from the back. She wanted to
hug her and tell her how much her devotion and love meant to her.

"Come here Sara I want to give you a big hug."

"No, please no," pleaded Sara.

Too late, Renee already had her arms around her, body pressing against body.
Both of them stopped abruptly, frozen. Sara lowered her head, Renee's hand
reached down between them and to her astonishment touched a hard long penis.

"What is this you, you."she spat out.

Megan and Paula, who were still chatting and giggling at the other bed,
looked up in alarm.

"What's wrong mom," she cried out interrupting the outraged woman.

"What about that other one," yelled Renee

Sara nodded slightly.

"Get away from my daughter you pervert," shouted Renee turning to Paula.

" What.what is going on," stammered the young woman.

Paula, who didn't want Megan to find out any other way because she had a
right to see for herself, backed away saying," This," and she undid the
sarong. As it fell to the floor Megan saw a large erect penis pointing
straight at her. Then Paula collapsed on the floor sobbing.

The four women remained dead silent each caught in a maelstrom of guilt,
revulsion, ambivalence and affection not daring to say another word afraid
to express an unspeakable emotion. At the end of a long pause Megan reacted
first. She climbed down from the bed, got to her knees and hugged Paula in
silence. Then she said," Paula I don't get all of this but I know it's not
your fault, you are too much of a good person and I like you so much. You're
like my older sister."

Meanwhile Renee was staring at Sara who was so much in pain she was in
shock. She knew far more about transsexuals having defended one in a divorce
case a few years back. Much was going through her mind. She was thinking,"
How did I allow myself to fall in love with this woman who now turns out to
be a lesbian tranny?" But she was at the same time reasoning that despite
the guilt, despite trying desperately to suppress her feelings, she was the
one who had become more and more attracted to this wonderful, sensitive,
gentle and solicitous woman who gave much and received so little.
Nevertheless, Renee was angry with Sara for not being honest and allowing
her to drift deeper and deeper in love without revealing what she was. Yet,
she knew deep down that Sara could do absolutely nothing about it; she was
given orders, that is why she and Paula always wore sarongs. These women all
knew what happened when you disobeyed orders.

Both Megan and Paula were crying softly holding each other knowing the
strong feelings that existed between Renee and Sara and hoping there would
not be a rift in the relationships. It was up to Renee. She started moving
towards Sara.

"Please, please Renee don't be mad, forgive me, it wasn't my fault. I feel
so bad, so dishonest, so base."

" Sara you're not that way. You're not responsible for any of this. I should
be the one who needs forgiveness. Please forgive me," and turning to Paula
she said, " I'm sorry for having called you a pervert Paula."

The two older women held hands, looked in each other's eyes and slowly
embraced. All was not forgotten, all was not accepted but the mending had
begun. Megan and Paula entered the pool and the long process of explanation
and reconciliation started as the four slaves held hands to talk about it
all. Renee did not dare mention what would happen if Madama found out. The
others were thinking the same thing.

That afternoon Sara's passion for Renee was so strong she took another risk
and managed to hand her a note she had seen on the internet that read:

Dear Renee,

If I said, " I love you, would you're heart______? Would you soar to a place
where you'd always want to be?" If I said," I need you, would you hold_____,
______? Would you ____ me that you understand and tell me that you need ____
too?" If I said," I want you," would you invite me to make_____ love to you?

Love, Sara.

Renee pondered her answer a long time before writing her reply:


Dear Sara,

If you said," I love you," my heart would melt. I would soar to your side
where I'd always want to be. If you said." I need you, I would hug you and
say I understand, and tell you I need you too. If you said," I want you," I
would lie down beside you and ask you to stay still while I made torrid love
to you.

Love Renee.

Playing with fire, but so deeply in love now, Renee asked Harry to give Sara
the note.

"Please Harry don't tell anyone. If Madama finds out we would be badly
beaten. You know that."

"Don't worry Renee I won't tell."

"Thank you very much. You're a good man Harry. "

After supper, Harry on his return, handed Renee a note.

"You don't have a show tonight, there's nobody here even Madama is away. I
have orders to bring you to your room at eight."

When he left a trembling Renee opened the note. It read simply, "nine".

Waiting was nearly intolerable for Renee, she felt like a young teenage girl
on a first date. When she heard a knock at the door her heart stopped for a
moment.

" The door's open, come in."

In came the dark coloured Brazilian beauty naked except for another splendid
sarong and a hobble on her legs. Like two young lovers they smiled and
giggled, embarrassed and shy. Slowly Sara came forward and Renee closed her
eyes feeling the intoxicating breath on her face. Then Sara's lips touched
hers sending an erotic shock to her brain. Her pouting lips were soft, hot
and demanding. Neither woman had had a real romantic kiss in a long time and
it felt good.

"I love you," whispered one.

"So do I," replied the other.

"Come over to the bed. It's my turn to do something for you baby. But first
take that damn sarong off, we have to get used to each other when you're
nude."

Lying next to one another they kissed. Apart from an occasional peck this
was their first real kiss. Renee pressed her body against Sara running one
hand through her hair and the other lasciviously down her smooth back.

Sara deepened the kiss opening her voluptuous mouth slightly pressing her
tongue against Renee's lips. Renee responded by opening her own mouth
yielding herself to that hot probing tongue. Then she sucked on Sara's
tongue gently, moving her own over and under. She then retreated allowing
Sara to suck hers, drawing it deep into her mouth. She moved her tongue over
Sara's, across the roof of her mouth, then under the tongue. They continued
like this, sucking on each other's tongue, kissing deeply, tasting each
other, They took turns sliding tongues along each other's teeth, gums and
swapping spit. Saliva leaked uncontrollably out of their mouths onto chins.
The mature blonde mashed her full, moist, burgundy lips ravenously against
the even more fleshy pink lips of the sensuous tanned younger woman. And of
course there was that sweet taste of Sara's spittle, for they covered each
other's mouths and chins with slick spit. Their tongues spreading the
intimate ooze from the mouth from their noses down to their chins, their
lower faces shined with it. They got so hot that they started feeding each
other drooling spit.
Renee felt so naughty, kissing this passionate woman's beautiful mouth. Like
a slut, like a whore, but how the woman loved the feeling! The brunette was
so superb. She could be with anyone, love anyone, be loved by anyone but she
loved her.

"Now it's my turn, stay right there. I'm going to kiss and lick every inch
of that voluptuous body until you cum. Now Renee slithered down the luscious
body, way down to the toes. She licked each toe, she licked the bottom of
each foot, she sucked on the big toes. Sara was lifting her torso, twisting
her body, fondling her breasts, completely lost in fog of carnality.

"Do you like that baby."

"Ohhh Renee it feels wonderful."

She kissed and licked all the way up one extended leg and then the other.

"I adore you're long dark molded legs."

Now Renee was staring at Sara's penis, which she held at the base away from
her body. It was the same familiar shape as she had seen and given pleasure
to as her husband's. But the comparison ended there. Sara was circumcised,
he wasn't. The dark red glistening head was huge in comparison. It flared
out from a coffee colored shaft that had a vein along the underside that
resembled a vine growing alongside the trunk of a massive tree. Where her
husband's was slightly longer than a finger Sara's was longer than a hand
and a finger. And where his was easy for a hand to encircle hers was twice
the size and Renee wasn't sure she could touch her middle finger and thumb
around it. At the base was a small thatch of pubic hair and further down
sitting on the bed a large scrotum with two golf balls. She smiled at the
way Renee was admiring her member stroking it languorously a few times.

"You like my cock Renee?" she asked sheepishly.

"Do I? Babe it's fantastic! A real beautiful piece of art."

"Oh, hon, I want you for my very own little cocksucker."

"I'm all yours baby."

As she brought her mouth closer, Sara released it and the magnificent cock
fell along her tummy stretching to the bellybutton.

Renee wrapped her fingers around the thick shaft to move up and down along
it and her middle finger and thumb were half an inch from touching. Licking
her lips, she moved her fingers up and down it, before grasping the flared
head as it twitched in reaction to the stimulation.

Then without any hesitation she sucked on Sara's balls.

"I love your big cock, can I put it my mouth?"

"Yes, yes, please. Ohhh."

She started by sliding her tongue up and down, squeezing the base with one
hand. Forming an"O" with her lips tight she slipped the tip in and out of
her mouth to lick the open pee slit before kissing around. When she tasted
the precum, she opened her mouth and pushed her head down taking the large
member as deep as she could. Pulling the palpitating prick out she rammed it
in and out like a piston

"Do you like the way I give head you sweet little slut."

"Oh Hon I'm in heaven."

Pushing Sara's ass up a little she flicked her tongue between the cheeks.

"I'm going to stick it right in your asshole."

"Ohh yaaa, yaaa. I like it when you talk dirty to me Renee."

Later, gripping the cock in her right hand she spat on it and started
jerking it up and down with a twisting motion, all the time looking
longingly in Sara's eyes.

"I want you to be my very own nasty little bitch. Right now I'm so hot for
you my pussy is gushing. Come for me baby."

"Suck it my master I want to cum for you."

Renee wrapped her lips around the head just enough so Sara could start
fucking her mouth. She held on while the other pumped till Sara screamed,"
I'm coming, I'm coming, aaaaaaahhhh."

They both watched as thick gobs of white semen oozed out, down the shaft,
over Renee's fingers. It never seemed to end. At last Sara fell back
satiated. Renee put her mouth over the knob and sucked like on a teat while
squeezing the shaft pushing up with her hand draining every last drop.

When she had licked most of it, she rubbed her cum drenched hand over Sara's
lips. Bringing her own lips close, she said," We'll drink you're cum Sara in
an act of communion, uniting our bodies and souls. They exchanged the frothy
mixture back and forth past their lips into their mouths down their throats
and into their hearts till it was all gone.

"My dear Renee you're such a horny little cocksucker. If we ever get out of
here will you still love me as much?"

"And you are a classy sexy bitch and I will love you always no matter what
the consequences."

"When I first fell in love with you I would daydream of the two of us
together. I would wait in the courtyard dressed in a skimpy little sexy
outfit for you to come back from work. You would look deep into my eyes,
placing your strong hands on my hips you would draw me in and I would melt
in your arms forgetting the dark side or life."

"You won't be afraid anymore, I promise. When we get out, I will look after
you forever."

They stayed many long minutes glued together, inhaling each other's love.

"I can't spent the night with you Renee. If that son of a bitch ever found
out."

"I know baby, one last hug, one last kiss." And together, they vowed." I
love you."




Chap. 10.



Morning mother



"Morning mother."

"Good morning Megan."

They ate in silence. But when either Paula or Sara entered the room there
were sly glances, discreet giggling and muted sighs coming from all of them.
Both mother and daughter bubbled over with emotion but remained silent.
After ten or fifteen minutes they started talking at the same time.

"I have something to tell you."

"You go first mother."

"No you first Megan."

"How did it go between you and Sara last night," asked the girl.

"Fine Megan, very well. I have to tell you that I'm in love."

"We all knew that mom."

"Yes I know Megan but now it's out in the open. Now I admit it to myself and
welcome it. I'm worried about what you think though."

"Mom I'm truly happy for you. I don't know how I would have reacted before
but in here many things have changed me. I matured in a hurry," she
explained.

"In here yes, but when we get out, how about then?"

"Mother I'm proud of you and I love you. I will defend your right to be
yourself no matter what."

"I'm so happy to hear you say that. Its very important to me to know how you
feel because I love you so much. Now how about you?"

"Well I also got a visit last night. Paula came to see me. We talked a long
time. I had so many questions. Did you know that the treatment to induce
feminization and to suppress the undesired characteristics of the original
sex is to administer estrogens to male-to-female transsexuals?

The effects of feminizing hormones vary greatly from patient to patient.
Younger patients generally obtain better and more rapid feminisation,
although genetic factors are also highly significant.

With appropriate dosage, most patients experience noticeable changes within
two to three months, with irreversible effects after as little as 6 months.
Feminisation continues at a decreasing rate for a period of two years or
more, often with a 'spurt' of breast growth and other feminisation when
orchidectomyn or GRS removes the testes.

For Paula the increase in breast size evolved gradually but was judged as
unsatisfactory so she requested surgical breast implants after completing
one year of estrogen treatment and a good estimate of the final breast
volume could be made.

You know mother transsexual people are just people, people who were born
into the wrong bodies. People who have to go through a hell of a lot of
personal questioning to discover this. But people, with all the diversity
and uniqueness that that implies.

Renee, who knew most of it, remained silent.

"Since then," Megan continued," she has not gone back home. Her father is
sympathetic but her mother won't allow her in the house. She is humiliated
and ashamed of her son who is now a woman. Paula is very upset and sad and
hopes that one day her mother will accept her. There is still a lot of
prejudice connected to transvestites.

Then mom, without thinking, I moved over to hold her, not out of pity but
just to tell her I understood and liked her the way she was. We held each
other quite a while. Her warm soft body against mine felt so good.
Afterwards we held hands looking at one another. Out of curiosity I asked
how she made love and how she felt about it. As she described her feelings
and her love making a strange excitement came over me and I moved closer.
When she put her hand on my thigh I tingled all over. I asked her to take
off her sarong. She hesitated not saying a word. Then she took it off. My
eyes automatically looked down and I saw that her penis resting on her thigh
was already getting hard. Even at that moment it was long and thick with a
flared red head. She told me that a tranny has a hard time hiding her sexual
arousal. It was hard to believe that a delicate lovely woman like her would
have .a big cock like that. We embraced again harder with more passion."

" Megan please, stop right there," cried Renee who was shaking with alarm at
what she feared was to come next.

" No mother you sit right there and listen. You're the one who asked that we
should not keep secrets from each other. Let me finish. And so one thing led
to another. I put my hand on her penis and stroked it till it was fully
erect. Then I kissed and sucked it. I wanted so much to please her after all
the pleasure she gave me. I'm sure you understand that mother. Paula took
over and it didn't take her long to bring me to a mind-blowing orgasm. I was
so horny I asked her to fuck me with that big thing. She wondered if she
should since she knew you would not approve. I told her it was between her
and I. I also said that she would be the first one to fuck me and I wanted
it that way. With her usual tact and finesse she prepared me. Then when I
was wet and ready she put it in. She has a very big and long one. It was
hard going. We didn't think it would all fit in but she slowly kept moving
in and out with short strokes going deeper and deeper till in the end it was
all in. She asked me how it felt, did it hurt. I said it did a little but it
was a wonderful sensation. She told me she would fuck me slowly which she
did. Soon though we both got very hot and she fucked me harder and harder. I
wrapped my legs around her and we rubbed our bodies together. We started to
scream. I could feel her throbbing penis pumping sperm into me. We came at
the same time. What a dazzling sensation mom! It was really cool. We were
both in heaven.

Now I'm not trying to make excuses. It may or may not happen again. Don't
forget we were lonely and vulnerable. We needed each other at that moment.
It isn't as if we deliberately planned it. It just happened. You don't have
to worry I'm not a dyke nor is she. Not that being gay is bad. You are and
you're not bad, right?"

"Well that was some experience for you. In a sense I guess it was for the
best. You know me the eternal prude who wants to protect her daughter
against the big bad world. In our day and age it was bound to happen sooner
or later. Who am I to pass judgment? I must admit though that I'm really
ambivalent about this lesbian stuff. "

During the next few days Renee and Sara got a couple more opportunities to
spend some intimate moments together. They eventually had intercourse and
Renee kept thinking of what Megan said. Yes it was a wonderful unique
experience to have a sensual, soft, feminine woman fuck her. As usual they
both liked using smutty language it made them hornier and enhanced their
sex.

Renee would cry out," I really want you. C'mon baby grab my ass, suck my
tits. Get nasty you slut, finger yourself while I lick your ass. Look how
wet you got me already. Gimme that big cock, let me spit on your dick and
suck your cum. You better fuck me. Stick it in my pussy its so nice and
hard. Now ram it up my hot shit hole. Take that dick and slap my tits with
it. Now let me lick it clean. Oh Sara you're such a great fuck."

Sara would respond," Nice tits, look at how hard your nipples are. I just
want you to be my bitch. Stick that tongue in my mouth. Oh! ya baby turn
around and suck my cock while I suck your cunt. Put your whole finger up my
ass. I'm masturbating myself inside your ass. You like me inside you? Wait
for me you slut we'll come together. Did you like that baby? I'm so happy."

Sara found out why they all had increased libidos. Madama had obtained on an
experimental basis a special hormonal and herbal therapy in the form of a
powder that was being added to their food. It consisted of a testosterone
propriate along with estrogen, progesterone and special rare herbs. In fact
it acted like an aphrodisiac, a kind of viagra for females.

Renee had suspected for quite a while that there was something more that
heightened their sex drive. Apparently the formula increases vaginal
lubrication, heightens sexual satisfaction, increases the ability to achieve
orgasm easier and renders one capable of both vaginal and clitoral orgasms.

"That's what the instructions read," Sara said, "But I don't think that last
point applies to me."

They both laughed.

"Have you noticed the candles burning in your cell at night?"

"Yes I have. I was wondering why."

"Well apparently a chemical called amyl nitrate has been added to the wax.
It is designed to prolong and intensify orgasm. But I don't know how
effective that is."

"I wonder if there are any side effects," pondered Renee." In any case there
is nothing we can do about it now. After all we're not going to stop eating
or breathing."

Secretly they both were excited at the shift in their body chemistry, which
made them more open and willing to have sex.

That night Renee waited in her cell long after it was time to go upstairs
wondering when they would come to get her. At the end of a long wait, a new
guard took her upstairs. He was older meaner and to establish his dominance
he had her crawl up while he struck her on the butt with a light cane.

When she got on stage she saw Megan on the Sybian in the grips of a powerful
orgasm moving her ass back and forth fucking the machine. The guard secured
her leash leaving much slack to the movable ceiling chain and left her
standing there. Not sure what to do next she kept her eyes fixed on Megan
while slowly advancing towards her. As she came near she could hear the hum
of the sybian as it gyrated in Megan's cunt

She heard Megan her mouth half opened voicing sharp high-pitched squeals
between convulsive pants. She saw a damp sheen covering her flushed chest
and forehead and cheeks. She marvelled at the body of a gorgeous teen
writhing and heaving touching her conical breasts with nipples standing out
at least three centimetres, rubbing her clit while in the grip of a series
of crashing multiple, continuous orgasms. How long she had been there Renee
had no idea but judging by what she knew it had been a long time She
remembered what Megan had said about her. Yes, watching a woman ride the
Sybian is one of the hottest scenes in the world. In a movement of maternal
love she knelt behind her, hugging her and kissing the back of her neck.

"Isn't it nice to look at a mother and daughter showing such strong
emotions," exclaimed the mistress.

Renee got highly turned on just watching her. Finally when the dom figured
that the show had gone on long enough she turned off the machine.

"How did you like that Megan," she asked

"It was fucking good." answered Megan as she collapsed in her mother's arms.

The men applauded wildly in acquiescence.

After the fucking machine performance Madama took the woman aside to speak
to them.

"I need some money fast to pay a gambling debt so I've decided that the
three of us are going to suck these guys. Now we can do this the hard way or
the easy way. If you cooperate I'll give you three, no, four days off and I
will also allow you to talk with the trans. I found out that you know about
them now. I'll also remove the collars during those four days. On the other
hand I can tie you up, place a ring gag in your mouth and let them fuck you
that way. Afterward I can take you to the dungeon and torture you. You may
have noticed the new guard. This guy was a dom before; he knows things that
I don't even know. Or I can place you in stocks and let them fuck you in the
ass. You get the picture. If you agree, I will ask the men to lie down three
at a time on these blankets so we can give them a blowjob. Now when they cum
I don't want you to turn away, spit it out or evade the ejaculation
altogether. It's a sign of rejection. Take the sperm on the face or wherever
and if some goes in your mouth, swallow. It adds to their pleasure. Is that
clear?"

They agreed; the alternatives were too painful to contemplate. Madama had
the ceiling chains unhooked from the collars so they were free to move.

Madama turned to the men and shouted," How would you all like a blow job?"

When the hubbub subsided, she affirmed," Of course it'll cost you money, but
I leave it up to you. The better the job, the more we'll get, I hope. Ok
who's first? C'mon don't be shy."

In due time three men came up. One took off all his clothes, one lowered his
pants while the third just lay there. Madama immediately slips down on the
floor between his legs and opens his fly lowering his zipper, reaches in and
touches his prick. He's nervous, it 's still bent up inside his shorts. She
grabs hold of his cock and leans up to his face and kisses him to see if she
can feel a response down below. Any movement is a good sign. Now she draws
his cock out to see how it stands. It's not straight up, so she pulls his
balls out. His pants are too tight so she yanks them down. Now she holds his
balls in her left hand and his cock in her right squeezing it and stroking
it gently down toward the bottom of the shaft and gets ready to suck.

Noticing that the other two women were just watching in hesitation she
ordered," Hop to it you cocksuckers remember our agreement."

Reluctantly Renee and Megan got down on their knees and crawled over to the
other two men.

"Are you ok Megan."

"I guess so mom."

"Remember Megan it doesn't hurt to do this. It's just humiliating. Don't
forget that you are in control at this game," she whispered.

"I know mom it's better than being tortured."

Renee lowers herself to the floor between the naked man's legs. She slides
her hands along the tops of his thighs, from his knees to his hips. She
takes his soft penis in her hand, extends her tongue, and licks the head a
few times. She wraps the fingers of one hand around his cock and her hand
begins to move slowly up and down. She looks at him with sexy bedroom eyes
and purrs," You like that honey?"

Still masturbating him, she slithers higher on his body kissing and licking
the hairy chest. With her other hand she pinches his sensitive nipples
bringing a sigh to his lips. Now she can feel the prick getting harder. She
comes down on him now. Her mouth performs a symphony of sensations on his
penis, like licking it all over, sucking on it, flicking her tongue tip
rapidly across the top, sliding her mouth up and down. She alternates
between a slow and fast slide, taking as much penis in her mouth as she can
and then draws his penis out slowly while sucking on it, like a peppermint
stick.

Meanwhile Megan slowly slithers her hot body all the way up her man's leg.
She looks at him and sees a distinguished looking older man with grey hair
and flabby body. Then she nuzzles his crotch feeling his organ harden
underneath his shorts.

The mistress runs her tongue over her lips to get them good and wet and
looks into her man's face. Men love to watch she thinks to herself. Now she
opens her mouth just slightly to tease and excite the man and comes very
close to his cock. She breathes on him, blows on him with hot breath, sticks
her moist tongue out again and reaches for him, teasing him.
Then she explores the penis inside her mouth letting her lips slide over the
head and down the shaft a little moving them around some. She slides her
mouth down farther noticing the feeling of stretch in her jaws, and as the
penis gets close to her throat the beginning of a gagging reflex occurs. Now
she slides the penis out of her mouth slowly, and see how that feels.
Pausing for a moment, to let it sink in, she asks," You like your cock in my
mouth Hon."

"I sure do baby."

"Should I go on."

"Be my guest."

Megan, still hesitant, takes the waistband of his shorts between her teeth
and pulls down until the rigid cock springs loose. Next she removes the
shorts completely reaches up and takes his shaft in her soft hand and begins
stroking it running her fingers up and down. Taking a cue from her mother
she decides to speak to him. She takes the cock in both hands and with false
admiration in her voice she says," Wow, what a wonderful piece of meat."

She thought if she stroked it enough, he'd cum before she had to suck him.
She moved her hand to his balls and gently caressed them.

"I know your stalling and faking sweetheart. I'm not much of a prize. You're
so young and I'm an old man. Maybe I should wait for one of the older
woman," he whispered caressing her hair.

"No, no, I'll do it. I don't have much experience and I must admit I am a
little revolted by all this."

"I understand sweetheart. If you like, take your time. I'm not hard to
please. Ok?"

Ashamed but knowing she had no choice now that she said she would do it,
Megan moved her face to his penis. She was a little sickened and her heart
was beating rapidly as her silky tongue tentatively emerged from between her
soft lips. Then, ever so slowly, her tongue touched the underside of his
cock. Megan tasted the old man's prick. Unsure of herself, she licked
cautiously at his hard shaft, then she licked his cock from his glans to its
root and back again. Still trembling, she opened her mouth wide, moved her
lips to his glans and sucked the older gent's head into her warm, watery
mouth. Megan's soft, perfectly red lips closed around the older man's long
cock. She felt his prick begin to enlarge as her tongue covered with hot
saliva moved along the shaft.. His mushroom shaped head turned redder and
larger with each passing second. The rhythmic sucking and milking of her
soft velvety mouth made the old man's organ continue to enlarge. He was
gyrating his hips as her cocksucking mouth aroused him further. Her eyes
were opened and she saw his grey pubic hair inches from her glistening lips.
Megan had long since stopped worrying and feeling repulsed as his fingers
gently scratched her head as if she was a cat. Peculiarly she started
experiencing warm feelings of closeness to him.

"Oh yeah sweetheart, you're making this old guy so happy. I love the way you
suck my cock," the old man panted.

Megan found his words strangely exciting. Megan opened up his shirt and slid
up his body to kiss his chest and nipples. He held her close in his arms
saying," You have such a beautiful hard body. You're such a sweet lovely
young woman."

Now, as she continued to kiss him, he slid his hand onto her chest and
explored her breasts. His fingers traced circles around her proud erect
nipples. Then he palmed her breasts hard. Megan slid down rubbing her tits
up and down against his swollen palpitating cock.

He was groaning as she returned her mouth to the massive dick before her.
She licked and kissed the underside from the base to the head. Then she took
more of his prick into her soft wet mouth. There were drops of pre-cum
oozing out. She licked around his pisshole, scooping his pre-cum into her
mouth with her tongue and swallowing it. The cocksucking act Megan was
performing on the old man was affecting her. Although she tried to
rationalize that this was not turning her on, her nipples were hard and
erect. She felt her pussy quivering and throbbing, discharging hot cunt
juices between her legs. She was really getting into it, and now wanted
desperately to please the older man. She wanted him to cum, to taste his
cum.

Near her, Renee had her man's penis deep in her mouth, bobbing her head up
and down on it. She could tell that, even though he wanted to prolong the
session, he wouldn't last much longer because the minute he held her head
steady for a break she would use her tongue or her hand. As soon as Renee
felt his manhood swell in her throat, she backed off and stroked him. He
came, shooting thick strands of white sperm on her face, in her hair, on her
tits. When he was finished she took the penis in her mouth licking it clean.

"Did you like that baby."

"I came too soon but apart from that I enjoyed it very much. You're great."

"Hey John," another yelled jokingly," Don't hog the lady. Let someone else,
namely me, have his turn."

Madama heard the comments and knew that Renee had made her man come first.
She renewed her efforts sucked on the very end, still sliding her hand in a
twisting motion over the length of it. He moaned as she allowed about half
of it to glide past her lips.
She placed his stiff cock inside her mouth but did not tighten her lips
around the shaft. With her head she began a circular motion. The cock slid
to different places in Madama's mouth as continued the circle motion. She
circled in both a clockwise and counterclockwise motions in a slow
purposeful manner. He put both his hands on her head and held it still and
then moved his cock in and out of her throat, fucking her mouth. As his cock
passed back and forth between her lips, her tongue licked and flicked at the
underside of his prick. Her lips held his cock tightly. Her eyes looked up
at her man as she sucked his cock. He began fucking into her mouth faster
and faster, faster and faster. On each stroke, he pushed more of his
cockmeat down her throat then the previous time. Her moist lips grasped
tighter and tighter around his glistening prick as her warm wet mouth took
more and more of his huge shaft. Then she felt the sperm ooze out and into
her mouth. She swallowed most of it but to give the men a show she kept some
in her mouth and pushed it out with her tongue coating her lips with the
bubbly froth. Then she licked the foam back in leaving some to shine on her
lips.


"Next," she uttered.

All this time Megan was doing her best with the old man, whose cock was
getting limp again. He sighed," Young lady I think you are wasting your
time. I don't think I'm going to climax. Maybe we should stop. We'll pretend
I ejaculated in your mouth."

Megan was disappointed and deeply hurt to hear that. She whispered," No sir,
please. We can do it. Give me a chance."

First she took all his clothes off. Then she moved up stretching the whole
length of her superb teen body along his. Holding his face between her hands
she started kissing him erotically on the neck, the ears, the cheeks and
finally the mouth. She ran her tongue back and forth along his lips before
pushing it delicately past them and into his mouth. He was getting aroused
she could feel his penis on her belly getting hard again.

While she was kissing him she rotated her hips rubbing her belly against his
cock. Moving higher over him she let her breasts hang down just an inch or
two over his face allowing him to suckle her nipples. Megan moved in a way
that caused her breasts to drag slowly across his face. The nipples hardened
and enlarged when she did this. Megan rubbed her breasts on the round
surface of his stomach and moved her tits down across his pubic hair and
over his cock. When she slowly moved her breasts back to his chest she
lowered her head and started kissing him again.

Now in that position his cock was on her labia. She twisted her hips harder
and faster with an occasional upward thrust masturbating him and herself at
the same time.

She moaned in his ear," Boy am I getting hot and I'm not pretending."

"I know honey. I can sense it. I am too."

The young woman in a frenzy of lust lowered her body to lick and suck his
cock with ardour.

The man looked down on her, watching his cock slide in and out of the
gorgeous teen's mouth. He watched her head bobbing back and forth as her
lips held his member tightly and her tongue flicked madly at the sensitive
underside of his prick. He knew she was getting into it, she was enjoying
sucking him off. Although she was an inexperienced cocksucker, she had no
trouble swallowing more than half of his large prick. Megan stopped for a
moment, caught her breath, and then slowly descended on his cock swallowing
all of it down her throat. She gagged a bit but kept it there a while before
slowing sliding her mouth up.

"Wow that was fantastic," he said sincerely.

"Are you proud of me," she asked giggling like a little girl.

"I am. You're a good little cocksucker."

"Let me try that again." And she did three or four times.

He pulled her back up to kiss her tender lips again. Then they both started
humping one another, cock rubbing on clit until they came at the same time.
The hot cum spread out sandwiched between their lower bodies. When he was
finished she sat back on her hunches and wiped his belly with her hand. Then
bringing it to her mouth she licked it clean.

"Oh honey you don't know much that meant to me. Thank you."

"Sir as you can see I really enjoyed it too. And I thank you."

He reached over in his pant pocket and gave her $300.00.

Thus the three women sucked one guy after another getting filthier and
filthier. The dirtier they got the more money they made.

At one point Renee whispered in one man's ear," I hate to say this Hon but
guys that are not circumcised have to be extra careful to keep it clean and
smelling good. Do you mind going to wash it. When you're finished come back
to see me. Ok?"

"I'm sorry if I offended you," he answered as he left.

"That's ok hon. Now don't forget to come back to me."

Blowing another guy, Renee thought he was slow in coming. After about ten
minutes she asked him to turn on his side.

She parted her lips and kissed the very end of his erection. He moaned as
she opened her mouth and slowly descended on his manhood. He felt her teeth
brush the tender head as it disappeared into her mouth. Renee closed her
lips around the hot flesh and swirled her tongue over the soft head. She
traced the ridge that separated the soft velvety head from the firm shaft,
wrapped her hand around his shaft and moved her head down, engulfing about
half of the throbbing tool. She raised and lowered her head allowing a
little more into her mouth on each down stroke.

Meanwhile her right hand was caressing his muscular body. It glided down and
started massaging his buttocks. Renee slipped one finger between the cheeks
and traced a line up and down in the cleft. She gently ran her hand from the
perineum to the anus and massaged the outside of the anus. She allowed her
finger to stop at the anus and traced small circles around it. When she
heard him moan louder she pushed in a bit just pass the sphincter muscles
till they relaxed. Then she shoved her finger in the anus with her palm up
Slowly Renee raised her finger until she felt a bump. After that she
stimulated the prostate by pressing repeatedly against it

To make him hornier she pulled it out, brought it under her nose to smell
it, lick it and thrust it into her mouth. She vigorously massaged the
sensitive perineum just prior to his orgasm, which gave the guy a terrific
rush of pleasure.
She drove the man mad. Renee opened her mouth waiting.

At that moment, the man with a grunt, pulled on his penis, the reddish-brown
end of which rested against Renee's cheek, seemed to explode. White goo, the
consistency of glue, erupted onto her cheek and ran slowly down. Shaking all
over, but still in control, he aimed at her half-open mouth, and erupted a
second shot into it, and onto her nose and chin as well. A third spurt
missed her face and plopped wetly onto her throat, running down between her
heaving tanned breasts, and a fourth hit her in the forehead, and oozed down
onto the bridge of her nose. He now pointed back at her small cum-smeared
mouth, and gently but insistently wedged back in between her lips, going in
about three inches, and stood, with his balls still leaping, the pulsating
brown shaft apparently still unloading the remainder of his semen inside
Renee's head. A movement of her throat confirmed this, as she was clearly
swallowing. After a long, still moment, he slid his saliva-and-semen-slicked
meat out of Renee's mouth and used it to smear gobs of come around on her
cheeks.

She got a pile of money from that guy.

Madama's man was fully erect His penis was more than twelve inches long. She
took the huge bonner in her hand and began to stroke it. She yelled to
Megan," Come over here and help me."

Megan, who was busy with another guy, looked startled but crawled over
anyway.

"Help me out here." dictated the mistress. Under her directions they gave
him a fantastic blowjob. Towards the end they placed their lips on each side
of the huge cock and while Madama held the cock steady they moved their head
up in unison liking as they went. When they got to the top they sucked the
large purple bulb their tongues touching. After kissing and swapping saliva
and precum they slowly descended the pole to its base to start again.
Subsequently their movement got faster and faster as they masturbated him
with their face till finally his cum came jetting out the end of his penis.
Madama caught the first white spurt across her pink lips and nose, the
second blast hit Megan's cheek. They both took turns taking it in the mouth,
spitting it on the shaft and licking it up again making smacking sounds with
their mouths.

When he was finished they turned toward one another to lick the cream
coating their faces and ended with a deep french kiss.

Megan heard Madama groan louder and wondered why. Then she noticed that her
guy couldn't wait and was fucking the hot dom doggy style in the ass.
Suddenly she turned took the throbbing shaft in her mouth and swallowed his
warm cum while he ejaculated in her mouth.

The guy that had been with Renee before came back.

"Hi," she said.

"Hi," he replied. "Say to you mind if we get in the 69 position. I like it
that way. And besides I'd like to please you also."

Without a word Renee who was floating on the nirvana of arousal turned
around, straddled his chest and lowered her tush to his face. The fellatio
and cunillingus duet began their performance.

Soon though cunillingus was outperforming fellatio and Renee could not
concentrate on her act. She lay there whimpering, hugging his cock to the
side of her head and undulating her ass to and fro on his face. He
entertained her with dazzling feats of savoir-faire for ten minutes until,
no longer capable of holding back, she climaxed spraying his face with a jet
of female ejaculation.

"Baby what a show that was," he exclaimed.

"Thank you Hon. I really enjoyed that. Now for my grand finale."

She caressed his cock. It was not too long, about 6 or 7 inches but it had a
nice shape and was now clean and fresh. Renee sucked his shaft in all the
way and pumped her mouth up and down with his hands in her hair to guide
her, so she knew how fast or slow he wanted to go. Then she stopped for a
second to catch her breath. Flipping over on her back she pulled him up
straddling her boobs and put an arm behind her head.
She reached around him and grabbed his ass-cheeks and pulled him back into
her mouth. With the glans of his cock in just past the lips, she tightened
them. With her hand she started jerking the rest of his cock, pumping it
into her mouth. She was looking up at him, and he was looking down at her.
He was completely in her power.
She could feel his shaft pulsing and getting ready to cum.

"Do you want to come in my mouth," she asked.

"Oh god, yes."

His ass tightened up and then she felt the first spurt of cum back in her
mouth. She quickly pulled his cock out and held it up to her face, still
jerking. He shot out a fantastic number of spurts of cum at least fifteen,
on her face, over the eyes and forehead and everywhere. It went up her nose
coated her lips and chin and across the bridge of the nose, too. She came
again, a small one, but nice nonetheless, when he did. Finally he stopped
shooting and she just rubbed the head of his cock around her face, spreading
the warm semen around and smoothing it into her skin. Renee swallowed the
bit in her mouth, and then opened it and showed him that it was all gone. He
leaned down and kissed her, and stuck his tongue in where his cock had just
been. That was nice.
The three-at-a-time rule was dropped as all the men milled about the women.
Some of the men who first got a blowjob were aroused again so this time
there was a lot of fucking along with the sucking. At times they had three
men at a time, one in the cunt, one in the ass and the third in the mouth.
They were completely drenched in semen.
The gangbang continued another hour until the women were exhausted. Finally
the three women, sprawled in a pile of bodies, finished blowing and fucking
the eighteen men present.

Renee reckoned she had about twenty orgasms, Megan even more.

Madama was delighted. She told them they made over $4000.00.

"Now you get four days off, enjoy."



Chap.11.

Renee's lesson



"What a wonderful feeling not to have that collar and leash on," noted Renee
the next morning at breakfast as the four female slaves sat around talking.

"You're lucky, we still have our's on," remarked Paula.

"The bitch left late last night, to go gambling no doubt. I wonder when
she'll be back?" stated Sara.

"And in what mood?"

"Let's not think about that. Let's enjoy our day of freedom,"

Renee asked," What about that new guard."

Paula answered," He's a former master Madama knows. I don't know the whole
story but he's replacing Harry. His name his Al."

"Watch out for him. Did you see the size of that man? He made me crawl up
the stairs last night while he whipped my ass with that crop he carries
around," confided Renee.

"He hit me too yesterday," answered Sara.

"Trying to establish his authority, I guess. Megan affirmed.

"We were told to continue our daily cleaning schedule as usual so we'll see
you at the pool later."

And so they went about their business. Before leaving Renee looked outside
enjoying the view. The last colors on the island remained. The palette:
gold, bronze, orange, red, russet, copper, scarlet, peach, mahogany, and
yellow. The pictures are postcard images: A viridian pine nestled in
brilliant maples, a singular stand of white birches set off by yellow
leaves, a picket fence against a backdrop of flaming red, and the classic
fall watercolors bathing the distant lake. This was going to be a wonderful
day.

The new guard observed them from a discrete distance without saying a word.

When the day was over Sara asked," I wonder if he'll allow me in your cell
Renee?"

"I don't know hon but we can try and see what he says, replied Renee.

As they were going out Paula yelled," Hey you two. Don't do anything we
wouldn't do."

Al said nothing.

Renee and Sara made love half the night.

The second day of freedom was much like the first. However, when Renee and
Sara where lying on the cell bed making out, the mistress, back early after
loosing heavily at the Casino, barged in accompanied by Al.

"What the fuck are you two whores doing behind my back. Who told you that
you could shleep together? You're both going to regret this."

When Renee was about to answer, she continued," Shut the fuck up you
shtupid, know it all lawyer bitch. I think I'll beat the shit outa you right
here and now. C'mon, get up. Let's see what you're made of you fuching
chicken. "

Renee, red with anger, got up and lunged at the dom. But before she even got
close, Al punched her in the stomach and while she was doubled up he hit her
again on the side of the head sending her sprawling to the floor. Sara was
paralyzed with fear.

"Why did you do that Al? I can handle myself," Madama cried in indignation.

"Normally yes, mistress Madama but right now you've had too much to drink.
Renee is a strong woman."

"She won't be strong long. We're going to teach these sluts a lesson. Please
put the collar on her Al and bring them to the dungeon. No wait, let's
attach the short chains to the nipple rings and fix the leash to them. That
way we can pull hard on the breasts. That should get their attention."

When they got there the first thing she did was to have the two slaves stand
facing each other, secured the collars to chains coming down from the
ceiling pulling them taut.

"Now I want you lovers to embrace."

While they were in that position she attached Renee's right and left wrist
restraints together with a short chain behind Sara's back and when she did
the same for Sara they were now hugging unable to separate. Using a leather
paddle she and Al started whacking the bare white asses driving Renee and
Sara close together. Then they alternated the blows, the big dom would hit
Renee and seconds later the mistress would strike Sara causing them to swing
back and forth.

"What a lovely little dance they are performing for us Al. You'd think they
were screwing."

Once in a while they would stop to rub the slaves red buttocks. Madama
reached around to fondle Sara's penis.

"Oh, shit Al, the shemale has a hardon already."

" This bitch is wet, very wet, " Al said as he reached between Renee's legs
to caress her cunt.

"Seeing they like it so much, let's keep going."

Whack, whack, whack, the rhythmic beating continue until the woman started
to cry pleading with the doms to stop. When the beating finally did stop
they could feel the burning in their red-hot cheeks but strangely the
paddling had left them highly stimulated.

"You may console each other a little," Madama ordered, playing a cat and
mouse game.

As the two women hugged, kissed and rubbed against one another they got more
and more aroused sexually.

"That's enough you two. You're not here to enjoy yourselves," yelled Madama.
" Al can you set that slut lawyer free so we can impale her on the pipe
horse."

Renee was released from the overhead chain and brought to another punishment
devise .She saw a heavy metal pipe protruding upward and firmly anchored to
a large square metal stand. About 2 feet up off the ground, a 3 feet long
pipe crosspiece was mounted. At the top of the pipe a short "T" junction
pipe was inserted into it, perpendicular to the cross-piece, forming a small
"saddle", in the center of which was mounted a thick but short (5" long)
rubber phallus.

Madama inserted a five-inch vibrating dildo in her vagina, tied her hands
behind her back before she and Al hoisted Renee and lowered her on the
saddle so that the butt plug was thrust up her ass. Then each ankle was
secured to eyeholes in the crosspiece. The captive slave was supporting her
full weight on her crotch. It quickly became painful; the ankle cuffs
offering no leverage by which she could raise herself up. In addition that
damn dildo was stimulating her sexual appetite. An hour of this could be
brutal, she thought.

"Are you seated comfortably dearie," the sadist asked. " Now you can watch
the show."

Sara was stretched out on the rack, her arms tied above her head and her
feet secured to chains at the base. Then Al slowly started turning the
wheel, which tightened the chains pulling Sara's body longer until the
joints and muscles started to hurt.

"Don't stop now Al. A little more. I want to hear her scream."

Renee watched in sheer terror as the dom continued turning the wheel. The
stretch became incredibly painful and Sara's whimpers gave way to inhuman
howls of agony.

"Stop, please, no more. You're going to kill her. I can't bear to watch
this," bawled Renee, forgetting her own discomfort. "Why are you doing this.
Sara has done nothing wrong? Torture me instead, I'm the one you want."

"Poor little darling don't you know that we like inflicting pain. It turns
us on. Secondly don't you realize that by torturing her I am torturing you.
And were not through yet either," responded Madama.

The big man released the mechanism and the wheel returned to its original
position allowing Sara a few moments of respite. While he was opening a
cabinet to retrieve a box, Madama spoke to Sara." You have such a beautiful
perfect body for a tranny my pet. Look at your lovely natural breasts, your
flawless dark skin, your flat firm belly. And down here a gorgeous long
cock, the envy of many a man and the delight of many a woman. No wonder
Renee loves you; you're the best of both worlds."

All the time she was speaking the mistress was fondling and kissing Sara's
body while Renee could only watch in a jealous rage. Al came back with a
syringe that had a 3 in needle. The sight of Al approaching Sara made the
slaves shutter in sheer terror. Renee shrieked," What are you going to do
with that you freaks."

"We are going to make you girlfriend pay for having such a lovable sexy
body."

Before Renee had a chance to say another word the mistress grabbed Sara's
right breast in both hands and held it in a vise like grip. She looked down
at Sara and told her not to move or the needle might break inside her. She
then felt the tip of the needle pricking the now taut nipple. Cries of
protest caught in her throat as the dom slowly pushed the full three inches
into her nipple to inject the fluid. To make it even more painful the dom
kept pulling it out and then pushing it in again. The pang was so intense
she just screamed in pain and pounded her head on the table.

Then the mistress grabbed the left breast, pulling it up by the nipple. Sara
and Renee began howling as they watched the needle, which was positioned
next to the nipple, descend into Sara. She felt the fiery liquid spread
through her. No longer able to scream she just groaned as they all watched
her tits swell. They were both much larger and stood erect on her chest. She
could also feel the burning sensation slowly increasing.

"What a wonderful target they make Al. Perfect for the whip."

The large masochist picked up a small whippet about a meter long, positioned
himself near Sara and flicked the end of the whip catching Sara right on the
left nipple. She let out an ear splitting shriek. The terrible lashing
continued, unbearable and seemingly never ending until the breasts were
covered with splashes of pink crisscrossed by streaks of crimson.

Renee was twisting about in a superhuman effort to tear free of her horse
all the while yelling," You bastards, you cowards, you shits, stop that
right now."

Madama leered at her in fiendish glee saying," Suffer you slut, suffer for
all you've done."

"Please Madama, I won't do anything wrong from now on." Renee pleaded. "
I'll do whatever you wish to make you happy. Please stop. I implore you."

"Al let me finish the job while you get the catheter."

Sara was bathed in transpiration, her arching body shaken by deep sobs. She
just kept pleading," Oh god, no, please!"

Sara watched in sheer terror as Al approached with a long tube object and
all the other equipment.

"What is all that stuff," she asked, her voice quivering with fear.

"Don't worry dear it is only a Foley catheter and it won't hurt when it is
inserted in your penis. Al is an expert."

The retired dom placed all the sterile equipment on a clean towel. After
putting on the latex gloves he cleaned Sara's penis, removed the catheter
from the plastic bag, lubricated the first 75mm of the tube and inserted it
gently in the urethra. He continued lubricating and pushing until he had
about 25cm inserted. Then he pushed past the bladder sphincter muscle and a
gush of urine came out. He placed a clamp on the outside end to stop it,
inflated the tiny balloon in the bladder so the tube could not come out and
the job was done.

"That didn't hurt, did it?" asked Madama. Holding a wine glass at the end of
the tube, she said to Al," Open it a bit so that I can fill it with some of
delicious golden wine."

When it was nearly full she brought it to her nose," What a delightful
aroma, it must taste like a rare vintage wine. Here Sara, try some."

Holding Sara's head she forced her to drink her own urine. Sara wanted to
vomit but she drank it all.

Then Al fitted a very large hypodermic catheter syringe (60ml or more) with
a large plastic tip into the outflow tube of the catheter and pressed the
plunger. Sara immediately felt a flow of a liquid inside her. Al repeated
the process a couple of times at the end of which the bladder was full and
beginning to cause considerable discomfort. It got worse. Slowly the liquid
solution started to burn till it really hurt. Try as she might she could not
expel the piss; the balloon kept the outlet plugged. She began squirming,
crying and whimpering in growing pain. To make matters worse, Madama took a
short whip and started to strike the poor woman's penis with it. Sara's low
mewls gave way to almost inhumane cries of agony. After a few minutes of
this extreme torture Madama stopped, Al opened the clamps the piss gushed
out all over her lower body

Meanwhile, Renee was in constant distress. By now her throat was raw from
screaming, tears were streaming down, she could hardly breathe. What an
awful mental torture the mistress was inflicting upon her! Moreover, once
she saw that Sara's pains were over, she started concentrating on her own.

Madama came near reached up and cupped her head. "You have not suffered
enough, suffer some more Renee."

Renee focused on her body's torment. The soreness that engulfed her
genitalia and the throbbing that moved up her body was nearly intolerable
now. But there was more, far more. Her mind had been under continuous
anguish for more than one hour. At the breaking point of grief, Renee
groaned with the sound of sorrow. Soon a profound sob replaced the groans as
her anguish descended to the black depths of despair.

When Madama untied her hands and feet. Renee, in attempting to get off the
horse, fell to the floor broken and exhausted in a bundle of total misery.

The two tortured slaves, emotionally beaten and physically sore, were half
dragged, half carried back to Renee's cell.

"I feel cleansed and magnanimous now, you may sleep together. But this is
not over yet. Leave the breast chains on Al from now on. Any trouble and we
pull on it."

While lying in bed, Renee pressed Sara close murmuring," I love you Sara.
Does it hurt badly?"

"Just the breast. How about you my love?"

"My crotch is really sore. You know, for a moment there I thought I was
going mad with grief."

"Yes, I saw that my pain was your pain and it helped me endure it. I knew
you were there for me. I love you so much."

"Let's sleep now baby, tomorrow we might need the strength." suggested
Renee.

"Ok Hon, but first give me a big kiss."

"Hi," Sara and Renee greeted one another the next morning.

What a strange sensation to wake up in the same bed!

"Feeling ok hon?"

"Physically not too bad but psychologically very apprehensive."

"Same here"

"I don't know what will happen today. That bitch is getting worse, very
unstable."

Al came in, and told them to get up. He returned later, removed the chains
and led them to the common room. Renee noticed that Megan was already eating
breakfast.

"What should I do Renee."

"Just go about your ordinary duties hon. What we don't want is to get her
mad. Do we?"

"No, we sure don't."

Renee went to the table and Sara to the kitchen.

"Oh mother, you and Sara were beaten last night. I can still see the marks."

"Yes. They also tortured Sara very badly. That bitch is getting out of
control

While they were eating, Madama lurched in dressed in a loose fitting robe,
her hair dishevelled, her eyes red and puffy.

She gripped Renee's breast chain, pulling hard, causing tears to come to
Renee's eyes and announced," Tonight, you bitch, you're going to get the
punishment you deserve."

All day the slaves lived in apprehension.

Sara managed to say," Oh, Renee, I hope it doesn't hurt too much. If I could
only take your place."

"Thanks Sara. One thing I know is that she won't kill me because she needs
me to make money."

That evening, Renee was forced to crawl up the stairs again. When she got on
stage she saw Paula, Megan and Sara gagged and bound to spreader bars
standing with their arms stretched overhead.

Madama gave another signal. A wooden sawhorse about a meter high was brought
out and placed at the end of the runway. It had a padded top cross piece 15
centimetres wide and a short chain fixed near the bottom of each outspread
leg. Renee was released and forcibly taken to the spanking bench .Facing the
bench, her torso was draped across the top and her arms were pulled down so
the wrist cuffs could be secured to the chains. The sight of this gorgeous
woman tied helplessly to the bench with her luscious bare buns thrust up
provocatively while her shapely muscular legs were hanging down resting on
her toes that barely touched the floor aroused the men.

Madama surveyed her trembling target. The legs weren't spread quite as wide
as she would have liked, but she did not want to tie the ankles. She
wouldn't be able to move much forward or backward or up and down, but she
had enough slack for some sideways movement, and she guessed there would be
plenty of that as soon as she felt the strap again. To permit some movement
of the legs and the hips when the beating began would be very arousing to
the men

She noticed also that their eyes were drawn inexorably to her upper thighs
and to the tight juicy pussy they framed even with her legs drawn close
together.

"It is time to begin your lesson," the sadistic dominatrix announced." To
begin with we will talk of your misdemeanours. You have constantly
questioned my orders and worst of all you called me names like bitch and
slut. I'm I right or not?"

"Well yes but you were hurting my daughter and."

"You are not to make excuses you are only to apologize and in the future to
obey and call me Mistress. Do you understand?"

"Yes."

"Yes, who?"

"Yes mistress."

"A spanking is intended to correct bad behaviour. Yours was very bad for a
long time and most certainly needs a good correction. To be effective it
must hurt and I guarantee you it will sweetie."

All the while she was talking Madama was stroking Renee's back slowly moving
down to her tush making her wait in suspense. When she reached the buttocks
she began gently caressing each quivering cheek in long sensuous circles.
Then she pushed her finger in the ass cleft running it up and down stopping
at the anus tracing small circles around it making the victim squirm and
moan softly. She slid her other hand it between the legs teasing the lips
rubbing the clit until despite herself Renee's felt a tingling sensation and
her vagina got wet.

"You will soon loose your turn on you dirty fucking slut," as she slapped
her right buttock really hard. When the first blow hit Renee's head jerked
back, the stinging was worse then she had imagined. Smack, smack, smack the
hand fell again and again alternating between each cheek Renee felt a slow
burning sensation starting to spread. She twisted her butt from side to side
but there was no escape. She kicked her legs up and down but to no avail.
Despite the growing pain Renee was determined not to cry and not to beg for
mercy. She would accept her punishment stoically.

The slaps kept falling relentlessly, mercilessly until her bottom was on
fire. As suddenly as they started the blows stopped. Renee felt the soothing
palms of Madama's hands begin caressing her red aching buttocks. She felt
relieved and grateful and when Madama asked," Will you be a good girl now,"
she instinctively and submissively replied," Yes.Mistress."

"I'm glad but I think you're lesson is not finished yet. You need a real
good lesson."

She was handed a pliable leather razor strap the kind that once hung from
every barber's chair. It was 60 cms long and 8 cms wide. Renee sucked in her
breath when she saw how thin and flexible it was. Madama stood where Renee
could see exactly what would be inflicting the pain.

"This will hurt terribly it is supposed to hurt. You will remember never to
disobey my commands again."

Fear gripped Renee as she watched the torturer swing the strap making small
whistling sounds.

" You will receive twenty four blows I will go slowly so you can think of
your misdeeds When I get to twelve you will count the last twelve strokes.
If you forget to count or make a mistake that stroke will not count. Do you
understand."

"Yes.mistress."

She swishes the strap, Renee's heart beats harder, she taps her bottom still
pink from the spanking and she clenches her cheeks in anticipation,
squeezing the lips of her cunt together at the same time. She could see the
strap coming at her and despite her resolve, as it curled around her back
and flicked to the front to catch a breast, she let out a cry as the searing
pain hit her like an electric shock. The crowd shouted out their approval
for this first stroke. Scarcely had the first pain ebbed a bit when another
lash landed across her back. Two more landed full across her back

The next one came up between her legs to strike her crotch. She whined and
this was only the fifth lash. Her tears were flowing freely now. How could
she be expected to endure all this.

Fortunately the whipping stopped for a time as the bench was lifted and
turned so that she was now facing a different angle so the spectators could
get a better view of her ordeal. And it became harsher as it continued.
Unlike the hand, which had burned like fire the instant it struck, the
leather strap only stung a little bit at first but the sting seemed to echo
around inside Renee's bottom, growing stronger and stronger as it resonated.
She was only beginning to feel the full effects of the first lashes when the
strap bit into her for the sixth time.

The dominatrix was now concentrating on her back and it felt like it was
inflamed and raw as the fierce lashes landed and wrenched agonized cries
from her. She was glistening with perspiration as she vainly tried to twist
to avoid each lash but they landed methodically first down her back,
buttocks and thighs then up again.

"Now you will count the last twelve."

The bench was turned again.

"Remember to count." is all she hears as the blood pounds in her head.

Then it happens, the next stinging smack lands across both pink cheeks
causing Renee to bounce up shouting," One."

Soon afterward the burning starts again as the subsequent blow hits her red
cheek," Two."

The third one strikes in the very sensitive area where the buttocks meet the
thighs. In spite of herself Renee emits a low, ooohh. Her hands clench the
bench legs as she gasps, "three."

Every time the strap struck the bottom a depression would be created causing
the skin and fat around it to rise and form a wave which would travel across
the buttock making it shake like jello.

Madama stops a while to caress each cheek.

"You are brave dearie. I envy you."

Renee can only think of her misery. The knotted muscles in her buttocks
relaxed as she rocked back and forth over the bench, and Madama lifted the
strap to swing it again.

"Four, five, six." As the beating continued Renee was sure she could not
endure much more. The burning was spreading from her bum to her entire body.
Her will to resist expressing her pain was weakening. As she waited for the
blow, her buttocks quivering involuntarily, she could feel a scream building
up as the grief intensified

Next came a sizzling strike between the legs catching part of the genitalia
that brought tears to her eyes. She could barely stammer, "se, se, seven."

She tightened up her rump , as though hard muscles could somehow shield her
exposed bottom from the leather. It hadn't done any good before the hissing
strap burned her behind, but she did it anyway. The bench was turned one
final time.

The whipping continued. The next one delivered very hard caught the upper
thigh of the left leg leaving a dark red welt. Barely able to contain the
scream Renee shook with excruciating pain. Breathing long and heavy she
managed finally to utter," eight." When the next one hit the right upper
thigh she at last let out a scream, "Aieee! nine, no, no, please, no more."
Her resolve to resist expressing the pain was broken, she began to sob,
tears now flowing freely. Now between blows her ass cheeks were trembling
involuntarily.

"Only 3 more, be courageous baby," encouraged the Madama as she once again
stopped to softly stroke the flaming ass. Renee was grateful for the brief
pause.

"You will be a brave girl now won't you baby."

"I will try mistress," came the answer after a long pause.

Crack came the tenth, exploding across her rear that sent a ripple of pain
up her back and down her legs. Her eyes closed, her nose ran, her teeth
clenched, her buttocks quivered. Gasping for air she waited and waited
almost forgetting to count, finally screamed, "ten."

The eleventh never seemed to come torturing her even more while she waited.
Finally it came with the force of a hurricane slamming into her with savage
brutality. She started screaming and tearing at the wrist cuffs trying to
break loose. She was sure the skin was being ripped from her buttocks.

Consumed by the savagery of the beating she slobbered, "Please stop, please,
please," looking over her shoulder at the woman who was torturing her.

"Not yet, one more, no, two, you forget to count."

Again that whistling sound, the blow this time coming from underneath
catching the soft line where thighs and buttocks meet. The pain was
unbelievable because Madama was swinging with the full force of her arm.

"Eleven." she whimpered her body racked with low sobs.

The madama stopped for several seconds, after that blow that had Renee
howling and begging. She looked with cruel glee watching Renee's hips twitch
and jump within the limits of her bonds as she tried to anticipate where the
strap would bite into her next.

The last blow crashed down on the upper thigh again The strikes to the
backside paled in comparison to this one as she screamed over and over
twelve, twelve, twelve.

"I changed my mind, one more."

Without another word she struck the bare ass with all her might as though
she had lost control of herself in a sadistic frenzy.

In a dazed state Renee felt the chains being removed and it was over at
last. She collapsed onto the floor too exhausted to even move. Her entire
body was a mass of pain and it was hard to focus her thoughts. The first
instinct was to look around to her ass cheeks, She was sure they were a
bloody mess. Instead of blood she saw a mass of black and blue swollen flesh
from the bottom of the back to the tops of the thighs. She touched the area
and felt a series of ridges running parallel to each other. The skin felt as
if it was on fire and throbbed in an unmerciful way. She remained sprawled
on the floor sobbing as much from embarrassment as from the pain and trying
to collect her thoughts.

She was returned alone and miserable back to her cell.

Renee could not believe the pain of the whipping. Her red butt streaked with
dark blue stripes burned terribly. She was thinking how this was the worst
part of a truly terrible two days. There she was a 44 year old intelligent,
independent female bound to a bench in a provocative position whipped like a
child by a heinous woman for the pleasure of depraved men. After a long time
she fell asleep.



Chap.15



Enough is enough

When the big dom came to get her in the morning Renee was completely broken
and dejected. She could hardly crawl out of bed. Moving like a zombie, she
got ready and was slowly conducted to the common room. Once there, she saw
the saddened sympathetic faces of the other three women slaves. Little was
said, everyone was caught up in some horrible musing concerning the future.
For the first time they all showed real fear, fear of dying.

"Mom I'm terrified. Madama is turning into a depraved sadistic fiend. She's
losing it ,right?"

"I'm afraid so hon. The alcohol and the gambling is changing her."

As she spoke, the mistress stumbled in. It was evident she had been
drinking. She walked over to Renee, grasped the tit chain and pulled her
over the table. Despite the pain, Renee remained silent.

"Tonight you bitch you will say something. You will plead for me to stop
whatever will be happening. I promise you that. All of you whores will
scream for mercy."

She lurched out.

All day a sense of dread permeated the air.

That evening, one by one, the slaves were brought upstairs and secured to
overhead chains by the neck collars. The sight of four gorgeous, naked,
tanned women, the trannies in particular, really impressed the men.

Madama came out and explained, "Tonight I have a treat for you. We are going
to watch a competition between mother and daughter in a series of events.
Henry can you bring out the rack."

He wheeled out a platform that was actually a rack. One end was hinged and
the other could be raised to different angles and fixed into position with a
sliding adjustable support, a little like a lawn chair. He raised it till it
was nearly in the vertical position. The shemales were placed side by side
on their backs with their feet shackled to a ledge. Then their arms were
drawn overhead and chained to a revolving drum which was turned until they
were stretched very tight. A ball gag was inserted.

"Now gentlemen the mother and daughter will suck the sluts until they get a
hard-on. The one who gets stiff last will receive twenty lashes on those
precious tits of hers."

She came close to Renee and Megan to warn them," If you don't obey I will
stretch them till they pass out, Then I'll take them downstairs, give them
an electro shock until they piss and shit themselves, understand."

"Why are you doing this you sadistic bitch. These men were happy the way
things were going. Now you're going to extremes. Nothing good can come out
of this," blurted out Renee vehemently.

"My business and it will get worse if you don't cooperate right now."

Sara and Paula were well aware of the animated discussion going on and could
imagine the moral dilemma facing the mother and her daughter.

"Mother?"

"We have to do it Megan, the alternative is worse than what she proposes. Ok
we agree."

The mistress allowed enough slack in the overhead chains to permit them to
approach Sara and Paula. When they were close, Renee whispered so the four
could hear," the only way we might get out of this is to have you two get an
erection together. Let's concentrate on that ok."

Megan started fondling Paula while Renee did the same to Sara. Then they
began masturbating the trannies. With consummate skill they sucked the
cocks. Megan cupped the balls in one hand. Gently using only her tongue, she
licked softly the entire underside of the organ. Renee meanwhile
concentrated on the corona, licking and sucking where the head and foreskin
is attached to the rest of the penis .As the cocks started to swell they
placed them inside their mouths making circular motions with the head
sliding the cock all around their mouth. They alternated this technique with
one that resembles licking an ice cream cone using short lapping movements
of the tongues.

In these circumstances it took a while to turn on Sara and Paula. Eventually
Sara started breathing louder and deeper. Sensing that Paula was still not
excited enough, Renee started coughing to interrupt the fellatio momentarily
.. Thus using similar tricks, both of them were brought to a magnificent
erection at approximately the same time. The audience judged that it was a
tie. But Madama, who knew she had been duped, simply said," Ok then, each
will get ten lashes across the tits."

Using the short whip she held in her hand, she mercilessly started slashing
the women on the breasts. When she got to ten each she continued forcing
Renee to shout," You gave your word bitch, ten each." Turning to the men for
help, she asked," Isn't that what she said, ten each?"

The men sided with Renee yelling, "Stick to your bargain Madama and stop
right now."

Surprised by the firmness of the response, she stopped.

Many of the men had been alarmed and revolted by her cruel and excessive
behaviour the night before. This was especially true of four elderly
gentlemen sitting together at a table who had already contacted the manager
concerning the incident. The gambling and drinking had also been pointed
out. They were beginning to think that the whole idea of bondage and
sadomasochism was getting out of hand. Supposing she killed one of the
slaves They didn't need that kind of trouble.

Without losing her composure Madama then stated," The next contest is
designed to test the strength and stamina of the mother and daughter. C'mon
Al let's get to work."

One at a time, Renee and Megan's hands were tied behind their backs to a
chair. The two chairs were turned slightly so that they were partially
facing each other. The leg on the far side was pulled back and secured to
the back leg of the chair. The leg closest to one another was left free for
the moment. A ball gag was inserted into each mouth. Then Sara and Paula
were made to lie on their back in front of the chairs. Their arms were fixed
overhead to the front legs of the chairs. They could all look at one
another. Meanwhile Madama got an item which she raised high to show the men.

"This is a type of cock ring called ' the five gates of hell'. It consists
of five rings of diminishing size."

She slipped the largest ring behind Sara's scrotum at the very base of her
flaccid penis. "This one prevents the next four circling the cock in
decreasing size from slipping off. This narrow metal strap along one side
connects all the rings. The gate of hell also has an ingenious devise; when
one pulls up on the strap the rings get a little smaller, just enough to
cause these sharp spikes on the inside of each ring to bite into the cock
and scrotum. It can be very painful." After fitting the same devise on Paula
she turned her attention back to Renee and Megan. She tied one end of a
small rope around the ankle of the foot left free. Al, up on a small step
ladder, took the other end and passed it through a pulley attached to chains
on the ceiling and back down.

While he lifted their leg to the horizontal position, Madama tied the end of
the rope to an eye on the strap of the gate of hell and tightened it so the
rope was taunt. There they were, Renee and Megan tied seated, one leg at
right angles to the body pointing at each other with their toes touching. A
rope pulled tight went from the ankle of the outstretched leg up through a
pulley and back down where it was passed through a eyelet on the cock rings
fitted on Sara and Paula. Any small movement of the leg would cause the
spikes to scrap against the penis. Any lowering of the foot would pull up on
the strap causing the rings to contract and push the spikes into the penis
It would also pull the cock upward causing more discomfort. It was a
diabolical torture devise. The only way to prevent injury and suffering to
Paula and Sara was for Megan and Renee to keep the extended leg perfectly
still. Of course this was impossible.

Almost immediately the conflict started, a conflict not between the mother
and daughter but in themselves. A conflict between the physical and
emotional nature of their being. A conflict between their strong will not to
hurt Sara and Paula on the one side and the weakness of their muscles on the
other. Shortly, the legs started to shake and move from side to side. The
slight jerky movements was soon felt by the prone women.

As the spikes chaffed and abraded the flesh, they emitted soft mewls and
moans of pain which were heard by Megan and Renee creating great anxiety and
guilt. Before long the strain on the leg became so strong that the muscles
started to burn. Despite their strength they could not hold the leg up. When
it sagged the needles pressed against the skin and punctured the cocks.
Unable to stifle their whimpers, Sara and Paula started lamenting louder.
The legs lowered and rose, twitched and remained still. The struggle was so
strong that their bodies glowed with sweat, small beads formed under their
arms. The struggle was so intense that they drooled constantly and profusely
wetting the whole front of their bodies and creating puddles of spittle on
the chair below their crotch.

The men were fascinated and excited. They did not know the extent of the
deep feelings of love among these women. How could they? Blood began to flow
from the pricks. Finally Megan dropped her leg wrenching a wail from Paula.
Madama declared Renee the winner.

When the two were freed they fell upon Sara and Paula expressing sorrow and
remorse for what they had done. Madama let them remove the Gates of Hell,
handed them a jar of ointment to apply to the wounds. There was much hugging
and consoling all around. Now the men realized how much love these women had
for one another.

"Enough of this sentimental drivel," Madams shouted," Al pull them off. I
want to get ready for the next game."

Renee and Megan's arms were secured each to a spreader bar above their heads
Then the bar was raised until they were hanging by their arms about a meter
off the stage floor. Subsequently, Madama placed three chairs a good
distance apart under them and they were lowered until they both had one foot
on the middle chair and the other foot on the opposite outside chairs. Their
feet, spread far apart, were bound to the chairs. Paula and Sara were tied
face down in the space between two chairs. Sara's tush was directly beneath
Renee widespread legs while Megan and Paula were in the same position.

"Boys I hope you admire these nice round smooth asses facing up below these
two lovely crotches because when were through they may be bruised a little.

Do you know what the pc muscles are? They're the ones attached to the base
of the pelvic bone that act like a hammock holding in the pelvic organs.
They also serve to squeeze shut the flow of urine. Women do Kegel exercises
by tightening and relaxing the muscles over two hundred times a day to
strengthen them. A woman with strong pc muscles can give a man that extra
sexual thrill by squeezing and releasing the vagina around his dick. These
two I guarantee would be great fucks, ask the shemale bitches lying below
them." Madama concluded with a laugh.

"We are now going to find out which one has the strongest muscles. You see
this big dildo it is very heavy but it also has a special feature. Look at
this other end. You can see this 6cm long sharply pointed pick coming out
When we insert the dildo the pointed end will be directly over these lovely
buns. You can imagine what will happen if the sluts can't hold them in."

Despite the protests and pleading from Renee and Megan, Madama and Al
lubricated the dildos and shoved them up the cunts holding them in with
their hand . The four slaves were tied so securely they could hardly move.

"At the count of three we will take our hand away. If at the count of twenty
they are still in there we will remove the dildos to give you a rest. Then
we will start over.

So she counted to three and they took their hand away. Megan and Renee
clenched their pelvic muscles to hold the dildos in. The first few seconds
were easy but as time went on they began to shake. When finally the count of
twenty was reached and the hands were returned to support the dildos, both
women were breathing heavily trying to catch their breath.

Renee asked," What are the rules to this game? Isn't it only fair that we
should know?"

The men agreed. Madama had not planned on that because all she wanted was to
torture the women especially Renee.

"Alright ," she replied, thinking fast," whoever lets it go three times will
loose."

"And how many times do we have to hold it in?"

Madama was caught off guard again but she had to give an answer." Six times.
Five left. Ok Al, let's add the weights."

They slid a short lead cylinder through an opening at the base of the dildo
making it heavier.

"We start again. One two three."

The hands were removed, the muscles tightened, the torture commenced. This
time it was harder to hold the dildos in. The men admired Renee's and
Megan's well defined and bulging abdominal muscles as they strained to hold
the pc muscles tight. This time doubts crept into their minds increasing
their anxiety. As time went on an ugly grimace caused by the stress of their
tremendous effort marred the serene beauty of their face. Just before the
end, Renee's dildo started to slip a bit

When the second trial was over, Megan affirmed," We can do it mother I'm
sure."

"Yes we can baby," Renee lied to encourage her daughter but fearing deep
down that she might fail.

Dreading the next ordeal, Renee was in terror. Why had she not practiced her
Kegel exercises more? If she had only known. As usual she was reproaching
herself for the pain she was about to inflict on her beloved Sara. One can
only imagine the loathing and revulsion she had for Madama who was watching
her with glee taking pleasure in seeing her suffer.

"Guys, Madama explained with a certain admiration," You cannot imagine how
strong the pc muscles are in these women. Now we will add a heavier weight."

When they were set up again, the hands were removed and the struggle
continued. Right from the beginning Renee realized that she might not be
able to do it. She muttered hardly able to speak," Sara my love, I don't
think I can hold it. I'm so sorry. Squeeze your ass. Oh, oh, shit it's
slipping. It's going to fall now.oooohhh"

Bathed in transpiration, she heard an ear splitting shriek coming from Sara.
Looking down, she saw the needle imbedded to the hilt in Sara's cheek. The
sight made her shudder in sheer horror bringing out an almost inhuman cry of
agony. She thrashed around trying to free herself from the bounds which held
her. She lost it totally. Looking menacingly at Madama she screeched at the
top of her voice," You fucking whore, you god damned fiend. If I was free I
would kill you, you rotten son of a bitch."

Sara, in pain but worried about Renee, turned her head and yelled up," Renee
calm down before you hurt yourself. It doesn't hurt that much. Its not your
fault. I don't blame you my darling."

Renee did calm down but she was shaking with deep sobs, her sorrow almost
unbearable. When the pick was pulled out, blood spurted out and started
flowing.

"More weights Al, please."

The fourth time they both held on. Megan, much younger had stronger muscles,
she also had secretly practiced more. Renee summoned all the courage and
superhuman force she could muster.

During the fifth trial, Megan lost her concentration only for one moment and
the dildo dropped landing between Paula's ass cheeks. Every nerve in her
body glowed in pain and she let out a howl of anguish. Now it was Megan's
turn to feel the overwhelming guilt of having caused suffering to one whom
she loved. She also started tearing at her bounds, screaming her hatred of
Madama.

The men understood the awful emotional torture Madama was inflicting on the
mother and her daughter. It was mental cruelty had its apex. The physical
pain for Paula and Sara was serious, but not that bad. Renee's beating the
night before had been worse, for example. However, this emotional suffering
was ten times as bad, it was killing them, tearing them apart. Hanging
limply from their arms, they were devastated and in shock. Meanwhile the
stress on Sara and Paula was just as bad. They knew the mental suffering
endured by Renee and Megan and in sympathy they suffered with them. Madama
prolonged the agony as long as she could before finally stating," Only one
more time ladies. Al more weights, please."

The remorse added to the physical effort had exhausted Renee. Megan held on
but she couldn't. Bit by bit, she lost her hold on the dildo and at the very
end it slipped out. Down it went to bore into Sara's buttock. Another
shriek, another apology, another hearth renting scene. Just before the last
count Megan also could no longer hold on. She released the dildo which
plunged into Paula's ass.

"Megan is the winner, she held on longer," proclaimed the mistress.

After they were all released, Madama allowed them time to care for the
wounds.

"Now for the finale. Al will you kindly restrain the two shemales to that
chain hanging from above."

The big dom first locked a short chain with a snap ring at each end to
Sara's wrist cuffs and slipped one of the links through another snap ring on
the long chain suspended to the ceiling. He did the same to Paula. The two
were thus held facing each other with their arms in front slightly stretched
upward. Renee and Megan, meanwhile, were still attached to overhead chains
by the neck collars.

"Now as you can see I am placing this belt holding a control box with a
battery around the waist of each tranny. You will note that two wires are
coming out of the box which I will bring around to the back so that they
hang down between the ass cheeks. Now in my hand you will see what looks
like a large flaired anal plug. It is in fact quite different. The plug is a
smooth acrylic rod with a conductive electrode on each side to stimulate the
anal sphincter muscle and interior of the anal cavity. It can do more, it
can also deliver a powerful electric shock."

She then lubricated the plug and the anus of each woman with a special
electro- lube to enhance the sensations. When this was done the plug was
easily inserted into Paula's and Sara's anus. Following this she attached
the two wires to terminals at the base of the plugs. The plug could hardly
be seen nestled in the cleft between the buttocks.

"Now let's try it."

 From a small control panel held in her hands she sent a signal to the larger
box on the belt which in turn sent a signal to the anal plug. Immediately
Paula and Sara started swaying and moaning softly. But when she turned
another knob an electric shock was sent that had them thrashing around and
shrieking in pain.

Megan and Renee who had up to then been watching silently but with
apprehension immediately reacted and started yelling at Madama demanding
that she stop.

"Ok, I'll stop it from here. However I will show you another way to stop it.
You will notice that I have here a small plunger in the shape of a 'T', a
miniature model of the type that was used in the old days to push down into
a box to detonate explosives. I will screw it into the base of the ass plug
like so. Notice that it sticks out three centimeters above the buttocks
parallel to the ass crevice. This is simply a switch to turn the electricity
on and off . Press it in and it starts the current, press it again and it
stops. Watch."

She pushed it in and Sara's face contorted in pain. She pressed it again and
the pain stopped.

"Now observe while Al gives a demonstration."

He picked up a long whip. Standing back about two meters he gave it a flick
Part of the end of the whip hit the buttock leaving a red welt and part
struck the plunger activating the electric current. Sara immediately started
shacking and howling. Very quickly he did it again and she stopped.

"See how easy that was. Only two small red marks on her ass. Now for the
contest. Renee you and Megan will attempt the same maneuver with Sara and
Paula. I will start the electric shock from this box and you will stop it
using the whip to strike the plunger. Understand? You must both do it three
times but the one who gets to three first wins. One more thing. Each time
you miss Al and I will lash your butts as an added incentive to do better."

She loosened the chains slightly on the neck collars allowing them a little
movement, handed each one a whip and placed them about two meters behind the
transvestites.

Renee was bewildered. She had been watching and listening with a kind of
detached fascination, not actually believing that this was happening.
Drained of most of her energy, she was tired of these games played for the
pleasure of that sadistic, mentally unbalanced bitch. Her mind was numb but
still functioning. She figured she had to try and participate, but she
wasn't sure she could succeed. Al was far more experienced she reckoned. The
plunger handle was quite long, maybe five centimeters and sticking up
prominently. It might be easy to hit, but how hard to make it click off the
flow of power.

In any case she did not speculate long for Madama shouted ,"Ready," and
turned on the power.

Sara and Paula started whimpering and squirming as a result of the severe
pain. Megan did not hesitate. Right away she swung the whip. She missed and
was rewarded by a stinging blow to her butt. Renee took longer, but she also
missed. This was going to be harder than they had imagined. Every time they
missed they received a hard stroke from the whips which marked the white
skin of their buttocks with bright red stripes. In turn they were lashing
the ass of the two helpless women they loved. All were being punished twice:
Paula and Sara with electric shocks and whip; Renee and Megan with the whip
and with the emotional trauma of causing pain to others.

"Please Sara," pleaded Renee," try not to move, I can't hit that thing."

Sara could not speak she was in too much agony, but valiantly she tried to
remain still. The four slaves were in tears shrieking in anguish and
frustration. Finally after a few more blows they did manage to strike the
plunger. Sara and Paula collapsed hanging limply by their arms. All four
sobbing women were sweating profusely. Their bodies were covered with deep
red welds which burned terribly. Paula had even urinated a bit and the piss
was running down her legs.

Suddenly Renee snapped. Madama was in reach.

" This is inhuman you rotten bitch," she shouted as she swung the whip with
all her might catching Madama in the face.

"No more, I'm not playing your games anymore," she affirmed swinging the
whip a second time to strike the mistress across the breast and shoulder.
Bawling in pain with blood running down her face, the torturess retreated
back a few steps. She quickly regained her wits and lunged at Renee before
the other could react. The whip wound around her chest creating a red ring
that burned horribly. But before she could retreat Renee was able to hit her
thighs. For the next few moments they played cat and mouse as they whipped
each other. However Renee was tougher and no stranger to pain. Madama
realizing that she could not win yelled to Al," Pull on the chain Al, lift
her off the floor by the collar."

Al looked in disgust at the mistress, dropped his whip, shock his head no,
and backed away.

"You bastard get out of here you're fire."

"You're a maniac Madama. You need help. I was going to quit anyway."

Madama was in an uncontrollable rage. She looked around like an caged
animal. Quickly she charged at Megan, seized her whip and wrenched it out of
her hand. Now Megan was vulnerable. Madama began to whip her shouting to
Renee," Drop your whip you lawyer bitch or Ill beat the shit out of her."

"You fucking crazy whore. Stop that, if I get my hands on you I'll kill
you." clamoured Renee.

 From the audience two or three older male voices yelled," That's enough
Madama lay down that whip. Enough is enough. You're through."

But when she continued to lash Megan, four younger men jumped up to seize
the deranged woman. They took away the whip, found a pair of handcuffs and
secured her to the metal frame. Then they freed the four distressed women
who could only murmur a grateful thank you.

One of the men who seemed to be the leader asked a few men to take Madama
downstairs and lock her up." We will deal with this tomorrow when the CEO
and the manager get here. Meanwhile will you ladies please come with me. We
will find you a room for the night "

He asked a couple of men if they could get some food and drinks for the
exhausted and traumatized women.

"Oh, can somebody find a first aid kit to look after their wounds."

Lying in bed later, after they had eaten, washed and tented to the wounds,
they wondered what would happen in the coming days.

Renee spoke," I think they will offer us money in compensation, a form of
bribe to insure our silence, before they free us. They will ask us to
cooperate in that matter. In any case, you can be sure that all traces of
what went on here will quickly disappear. It is in our best interest to
accept a deal and stay quiet."

They went to sleep too tired physically and mentally to think of much.



Chap.13.


The conclusion



In the morning Renee, still naked, answered a knock on the door.

"Good morning, " one of the older men said," I just want to tell you that
breakfast will be served in the dining room whenever you're ready. The
manager and some members of the executive will be here later They would like
a meeting with allof you in the boardroom at three o'clock . Meanwhile, feel
free to wander anywhere on the island. By the way, we have no feminine
clothing, but we did find these bath robes size small. Not very elegant but
they will cover you at least."

"Thank you very much. We will be there this afternoon."

The women spent the next few hours enjoying their freedom, the beauty of the
castle and the surrounding gardens. It was a warm late fall day. In early
November most of the leaves were gone except for the oaks whose leaves were
turning from deep red to dark brown and the tamaracks which were bright
yellow against the evergreens.

At three o'clock they were seated in the boardroom when five men walked in.
As Renee had anticipated, they were offered money in exchange for their
silence. Renee would get one million dollars, Sara and Paula seven hundred
thousand each and Megan five hundred thousand. They would get half now and
half in six months when the organization was sure no one would have talked.
Renee assured them that the deal was very generous and reasonable .She
promised their complete cooperation. Not one word was said about what would
happen if they refused.

They were informed that the next day they would be released. One man asked
for their measurements and told them they would, hopefully, get some
clothing and shoes by morning.

The next morning after breakfast they were given jeans, sweaters, a light
jacket, socks and running shoes. They were each handed a bag containing half
their money in cash.

A little later they were blindfolded, escorted to a boat and taken to a dock
somewhere onshore. From there they were led to a van and driven to a small
town near Toronto. Along the way their blindfolds were removed and they were
given bus tickets.

After being freed and while waiting for the bus, they found a restaurant,
sat at a table drinking coffee and made plans.

The women all agreed that keeping the secret was foremost." If we don't."
commented Renee soberly," they might have us killed."

The biggest problem was Renee and Megan. As for Sara and Paula they figured
that probably no one reported them as missing. In their line of work girls
come and go.

Why not say that during the canoe trip Renee and Megan had been abducted by
masked men, drugged and taken by small aircraft to a large mansion in a
desert. There they were forced to become slaves to a master and to perform
sexual acts for guests. Later they were again drugged, transported by
aircraft back to southern Ontario, given bus tickets to Toronto and
released. The idea was to keep the story as vague as possible yet close to
the truth. As a matter of fact most of the tale was true except for the
location. They would also say that the guards and the master were Asiatic in
order not to reveal too much about the identity of their captors.

Renee would keep all the money hidden in a secure place until it was safe to
spent some.

Sara and Paula would get five thousand for now. They would find a small
reasonably priced hotel and wait for instructions. Renee would have to find
a way for them to meet accidentally.

"Here is my phone number at work Sara. In two weeks call me."

"I don't know if I can wait that long hon."

"You must, my love. It'll take me that long, I'm sure, before I can get back
to work. We must be very careful not to attract attention. The police will
be watching. They will be suspicious, I know. Don't worry, both of you, we
will be back together in no time. You must trust me."

"We do Renee, we do"

"When we leave this restaurant, we don't know each other, ok?"

They held hands for a moment before leaving to catch the bus.

A month later they were all back together. Much had happened in the
meantime, like answering difficult questions from the police, finding a way
to meet without arousing suspicion, arranging for Sara and Paula to move in.
But at last things settled down. Megan and Paula would go back to school up
north after Christmas, Sara and Renee would live together. Renee would
continue practicing law and look after every one.

All in all life was pretty good. Nobody had been permanently hurt
physically. Emotionally there were scars but with time they would heal. Sara
and Renee had found each other, Paula and Megan had become like sisters. And
they all had more money.

"What an experience for all of us, one we will never forget," acknowledged
Renee.





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