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Captive Hacker Chapter 5 (FdomTdomM M+M ds bd nc sad)

   Dedicated to 'J'

   I am lost.  I despair of escaping from this existence.  I am now in a
worse state then when I was falsely incarcerated for an unknown crime.  Now
I am captured by Mistress Green and the transvestite Mistress Benny as
their sex slave.  No, more than just sex, their abuse and torture slave
too. If you have somehow read the other episodes of my story I have managed
to leave on the Internet you'll know that I foolishly and consentingly
decided to accept this position with Mistress Green, but that the
conditions and the activities I participate in become more and more
extreme, until now I fear for my life and sanity.  I tried to escape only
to find that local law enforcement are also part of Mistress Green's
diabolical society.  I am trapped.  I am lost.

   I must have finally succumbed to sleep in the boot of the car I was
imprisoned in.  Covered in vomit and urine.  My balls burning from the new
permanent cock and ball clamp, my ass and thighs on fire from the nettle
burns, and my ass open and abused from the previous nights gang rape.  The
meagre clothes, stockings, blouse and short skirt, soiled in the same way.

   I am rudely awakened when the boot is opened letting in the cold light
of day.  I blink at the light and cower as I discern Mistress Green and
Mistress Benny looking down at me.  "Up and out, and Benny can hose you
down" demands Mistress Green,

   "or do you want me to pull you out by your cock restraint?" The threat
is enough for me to bounce out of the car, and kneel for Mistress Green. 
"I love the fear in his eyes" Mistress Green continues.  "When you have
cleaned him up bring him to the study so I can explain his punishment."

   Mistress Benny uses the hose to spray me all over.  In seconds I am
shivering from the cold water and after a couple minutes I feel faint and
numb.  Mistress Benny continues to hose me, trying to fill my mouth so I
choke, or directing hard jets at my sore ass and painful balls.  The
numbing cold actually helps anaesthetise my hurts, and I am too concerned
with thoughts of punishment to try to minimise or complain about the cold
water.  This lack of squealing bores Mistress Benny and she finishes hosing
me without offering anything to dry myself.  I merely have to discard the
blouse and skirt leaving just the torn stockings and the heels that have
been punishing my feet.

   I crawl as fast as I could behind Mistress Benny as she enters the house
and takes me to Mistress Green.  I kneel in front of her desk as she
explains my new situation.

   "You were Dick since that accurately described the principle means I had
for motivating you.  But since you have seen fit to spurn my hospitality
you are going to be reduced in status." I swallowed at this statement.  How
could I be demoted from being her sex slave?

   "From now on you are going to be Fuck, because you are literally fucked.
Fuck not in the sense of pleasure, but in the sense that you are existence
from now is fucked.  You are mine to use as I wish until you are castrated
and fed to the dogs.  Is that clear Fuck?" I swallow from the feelings of
despair and nausea, trying to lick my dry lips I reply

   "Mistress, yes Mistress." My voice is weak and hesitant and I am
immediately worried that I might be punished for a lack of enthusiasm, but
Mistress Green has more to say.

   "You have also lost, irredeemably, some of the comforts that you had. 
You will no longer sleep in a warm comfortable bed with a hot shower.  Your
new quarters are the little room next to the laundry.  There is a tap on
the wall, and a drain in the floor that should be sufficient to keep
yourself clean.

   "Oh, and I expect that you will, even if the cold water is unpleasant,
anything I will do to you if you are not impeccable is much much worse.

   "There are some blankets and a pallet to sleep on, do not expect a
mattress or pillow.  From now on you need only wear stockings and high
heels so there is no other furnishings necessary.  That is unless I have
other requirements for your clothing.

   "I have also been overly generous with your food.  You Fuck will not get
anything from the table again, Mistress Benny will feed you on scraps, left
overs and the stuff thrown away.

   "You might think that the run of the house, and particularly the kitchen
is going to give you ample opportunities for snacking.  Think very very
carefully before you do.  If I find you have eaten or drunk anything not
given to you by Mistress Benny or myself the consequences are simple.

   "I will drill out your front teeth, very slowly and very very painfully,
and then wire the remainder of your jaw shut so that you can still lick and
suck but you will never chew or swallow properly again.

   "You are no longer privileged to wear the leather collar I fitted you
with." I am for one instant happy at the thought of not having to wear the
constricting and painful device, but then as Mistress Green continues I
realised that it is only a brief flowering of hope.

   "Instead Benny will weld a stout steel collar around your scrawny neck.
It is never coming off.

   "You will also find that the collar has various rings.  When you crawl
onto you pallet at night you will find there is a very heavy weight and
chain that you can lock to the collar.  You must do so.  After all we don't
want you running away!" Mistress Green laughs coquettishly at the thought,
a laugh I can not echo, each statement making my life more miserable.

   "You could I suppose forget to lock yourself in, but again the
consequences if you do are dire beyond your imagination."

   "Benny, take him away and fit the collar and then I will meet you with
him in room 2 to discuss punishment."

   I go weak at the thought of room 2.  This is the room of extreme pain
where the cock and ball clamp had been fitted.  I know that I have to stay
out of that room even if it means doing anything but I am trapped in the
sequence of events.

   "Come on then Fuck" says Mistress Benny, and I scramble after her
knowing that she will use any excuse to pull the painful cock and ball
constraint to get me to move faster.

   As fast as I can crawl I follow her to another room I have not entered
previously.  It is a large room housing a workshop and the types of tools
and machines are those you would see in any light engineering
establishment. The product though is strictly middle ages.

   Mistress Benny takes me to a section of the shop where there are heavy
metal rings, hinged open, obviously my new collar would be one of them.

   "You know the country where the women wear elegant brass rings round
their necks to stretch them?" Mistress Benny asks me lightly.

   "Mistress, yes Mistress" I reply because I had seen a documentary about
the Padaung who indeed wore these things.

   "Well, this is nothing like that!" says Mistress Benny holding up a
thick heavy steel ring and laughing at her witticism.

   "This is 2kg of stainless steel so don't try swimming anywhere!" The
ring is polished and smooth, but as she closes it round my neck I feel its
heavy oppressiveness.  It is as small as the original leather collar and
threatens to constrict my breathing.  I can see that there were several
rings attached, obviously for the weight I am doomed to attach myself to at
night.

   Mistress Benny informs me,

   "I won't tie you down for this little job, I think just securing the
cock rings to the table surface will be sufficient".  She leads me to a
table and has me spread eagle myself over the surface face down.  She feels
between my legs and takes hold of the constraint.  She then gives it a
sudden tug that causes me to scream at the renewed agony of my pierced ball
sack.  I can hear her laughing as she ties a length of cord to the
constraint.  I feel her pull it as she ties it somewhere lower down which
sent more waves of pain through me.

   I struggle to regain my breath as my genitals feel the agony.  I am only
peripherally aware as Mistress Benny prepares for the next stage of the
operation.  When next she enters my vision she holds a welder in one hand,
and a mask in the other.

   "This won't hurt" she said, "but try not to move."

   I hear the spark as she starts and smelt the burning metal.  I try to
stay as still as possible, holding my breath at the horror and anticipation
if Mistress Benny were to accidentally brand me.  I quickly feel the heat
increase, it becomes hotter and hotter at the back of my neck.  I hear her
stop but I am biting my lips as the heat mounts.  Luckily the heat begins
to subside just as I am about to scream out.  I can release my breath,
panting, feeling the residual burn at my groin and now at my neck.

   Mistress Benny comes round to the front again.

   "You see I am good, very good Fuck" she smiles at me.  "Cos these things
can give you a very sharp shock if I'm not careful".  With that statement
Mistress Benny brings the welder deliberately towards my shoulder.  Before
I can even mouth a plea I can see a spark flash from the tip to my flesh
and I jerk and scream in reaction.  This unfortunately has the effect of
jerking the secured cock and ball constraint as well, and I redouble my
screaming in my agonies.

   Mistress Benny only jolts me once with the welder and as I stop yelling
and draw breath again I can see she is silently laughing.

   "You are so delicious Fuck" she told me, "I know I shouldn't do this,
but I don't think you'll tell Mistress Green will you?" she asked.  I
thought she means the spark and quickly reply

   "Mistress, no Mistress Benny" but then I notice that she has put down
the welding tools and her hand is lifting her skirt.  As before I am amazed
at the size of the cock that was hardly contained in the pink panties she
is wearing.

   She takes out her cock out and smoothly strokes its length, already half
erect until it becomes stunningly tall.  Moisture gleams on the tip.  As
she advances toward me I realise that I am going to have to perform
fellatio.

   "Just like last night fuck" she murmurs as I open my mouth to accept her
huge member.  She strokes into my mouth as hard and as far as she can so I
have to struggle to suppress my gagging reflex, while at the same time
keeping my lips tight on the shaft, and my jaw as open as possible.

   I am relieved as she pulls out, and I can now rest my tongue and lips. I
felt her hands on my ass cheeks and try to relax my anus as she forces her
penis into my ass.  The abuse from the night before and especially the
burning nettles causes me to groan.  She does not ask me for verbal
encouragement so I just bite my lip.  I fell the tears flowing down my
face. I fell her pounding on my ass, strong and insistent, and eventually
pulsing as she comes, spending her seed inside me.  When Mistress Benny
presents her cock I know what to do and start licking it clean of her semen
and the blood and excrement of my ass.  She sees my tears and wipes them
away, saying

   "Yes Fuck you are precious".

   When she has finished she unties me, the rattling of the cock and ball
constraint only provoking the smallest verbalisation as I feel the pain.  I
then follow her with mounting dread to room 2.  When I crawl into room 2,
Mistress Green is already perched on the same high stall as previously.  I
kneel before her and listen though I mentally try to distance myself from
what is happening, sick with the thought.  Mistress Green starts with

   "Yes, I like the collar Fuck.  The loops will come in very handy for
some of the uses I am to make of you.

   "So onto the last topic.  We are back in room 2 so soon.  I see you're a
very slow learner.  The idea is to make you fear this room so much you will
do anything to keep out of it!  Let us try again shall we?"

   Mistress Green looks at me questioningly, so I grasp at my only hope.

   "Mistress Green I beg you" I say.  "I understand my position and
surrender myself completely to you.  I fear the pain really Fuck does
mistress.  I fear it so much.  Please have mercy on me, I will devote
myself utterly to you.  My body and soul are yours.  Mistress Green I beg
you, I implore you, I know I cannot stand this punishment ..." I would
continue but Mistress Green stops me.

   "Now now Fuck.  I know that I have instilled the proper attitude into
you, but a punishment is necessary.  You very seriously disobeyed me, and
even more, insulted me, by running away, didn't you?" I am so scared I
force myself to answer

   "Mistress Green, yes, Mistress Green, but ..." Again I am cut off.

   "So you know you must be punished don't you?" she says.  I am now
trembling in fear and reply

   "Mistress, yes Mistress" any last shred of hope disappearing.

   "So tell me fuck,"Mistress Green says gently, what is it you need?" I
cannot see anyway out and say almost calmly,

   "Mistress, I need to be punished Mistress".  I swallow dryly at the
admission.  "Good" exclaims Mistress Green in a stronger tone.  "That was
not so bad, you can learn I see.  so I will explain the last procedure. 
"Obviously I am going to hurt you so badly you will not be able to control
yourself, and I do not expect you to, you are going to be strapped to the
support as before.  "But I do expect you to acknowledge the need and even
show a desire for the punishment by securing yourself in the support.  Do
you understand Fuck?"

   I want to just nod dumbly, but I know that more is expected and choke
out the required "Mistress, yes Mistress".  Mistress Green continues, "If
you think for just one second about not doing this then consider the
consequences.  If you cannot obey me, I have no more use for you, you are
practically useless.  Your only use will be to die.  You will die a very
slow and painful death, and your agony and the snuffing out of your
miserable existence will be your final service.  "Now then Fuck, please
strap yourself in, facing the wall this time."

   I crawl over to the support, as slowly as I dare, knowing this evil
woman will do everything she says and not having any hope.  With fumbling
hands and misty eyes I secure my ankles.  Then one hand.  I stop when I
realise that there is no way I will be able to secure the other hand.  Just
then Mistress Benny catches my wrist and guides it home, finishing the
restraint.  She winks and smiles at me but I feel cold and sick with
anticipation.  "Pop this in your mouth Fuck" she says, presenting me with a
large red rubber ball.  I can barely encompass it with my lips, and it acts
as a partial gag.  I find that though it painfully extends my jaw I can at
least bite down on it.

   Mistress Green addresses me and I hear her voice somewhere in the
distance tell me.  "This is simply a whipping fuck.  Nothing inventive. 
However Mistress Benny will continue until you pass out from the pain.  And
then a few more just to ensure you are not faking."

   "Begin ..."

   Mistress Benny stands at the side where I can just see her.  She wields
a long handled lash.  There is no finesse, no taunting and teasing, she
just calmly and methodically beats me unconscious.  I can clearly remember
the first blow.  A line of fiery pain across my back.  After that they just
melt into one long cruel mounting agony.  To start with I can bite the ball
gag, but after a while I scream.  I start to struggle to escape but it is
to no avail.  I finally run out of strength or energy to scream, and can
then just sob and grunt from the pain.  Sometime later my legs give way and
I am only supported hanging in the constraints from my wrists.  By this
time if the pain has increased I am unaware, soon after I lose
consciousness.

   I awake from nightmares of pain and torture and I again feel the fire
and agony on my back.  This time I am not being lashed but I can feel hands
running over the bloody wounds.  I do not pass out from the pain again, but
scream and scream at the hurt.  I realise that the ball gag has been
removed.

   The ministrations stop for a while and I notice that it was much later.
It must be evening.  Mistress Benny addresses me, "I am cleaning, binding
and disinfecting your back Fuck, the constraints are there to help you take
your medicine.  You can thank me later." I feel her again start to swab the
welts and lesions.  The pain causes me to scream again.  Mistress Benny
carries on first wiping my back with disinfectant and then binding with
gauze and bandages.

   I barely notice that Mistress Benny has finished with my world awash in
the pain, until she starts unbuckling the wrist restraints.  I am surprised
that I can stand at all, but manage long enough to undo the ankle cuffs,
whereupon I can then kneel as I am accustomed.  "Well then Fuck?" queries
Mistress Benny as she stands with one hand on her hip, the weight taken by
one shapely leg.  I realise that she expects me to thank her.  "Mistress
Benny, thank for treating me Mistress." Just after this simple gratitude I
notice I must have made a mistake since she is immediately annoyed.  "Not
that" she says, "this".  She squeezes what is obviously her cock under the
short skirt she is wearing.  Now I know what she wants I quickly crawl over
to her, ferociously clenching my teeth at the pain.  My hands gently pull
down the front of her panties releasing the big semi erect member within. I
fasten my mouth around the shaft and commence to suck and tongue her cock.
She grabs my head and starts to force herself deeper in my throat. 
Previously I would have been alarmed by the abuse of my mouth and throat,
but the level of pain is such that the whole thing seems unreal, I am
almost detached from what is happening.

   After she is sufficiently erect she bids me bend over a convenient table
and starts to penetrate my ass with her cock.  As she pounds in, her hands
touch my back causing me to scream and struggle.  There is nothing I can do
to escape the pain in that position and again I reach a level of
detachment, the pain so intense it feels like it was happening to someone
else.  When she comes in my ass I am not even aware her presenting her
penis for me to clean with my mouth.  I have sufficient strength to crawl
after mistress Benny to my pallet next to the laundry.  I see the heavy
ball weight that I have to lock myself to.  Keen to avoid any further
punishment I quickly lock myself to it.

   Adjacent to the bed is a bowl with several pieces of old stale even
mouldy looking bread, and a jar of tepid water.  I am not at all hungry in
my present state and the thought of the inedible food removes all trace of
appetite.  Mistress Benny must see my trepidation and immediately instructs
me, "Fuck, you will eat ever scrap given to you, otherwise I will blend it
into a soup and force feed it to you while crushing your balls in a vice,
is that clear?" "Mistress, yes Mistress" is my quick reply.  With a smile
Mistress Benny leaves me and I start to slowly nibble at the bread, wetting
it with the unpleasant brackish water.  Fighting the gorge rising in my
throat as I attempt to swallow.  I sleep under the blanket given me,
ignorant of the cold because the pain in my back supersedes all the other
sensations.

   I awake next morning as Mistress Benny unlocks the weight from my neck.
"Rise and shine dumb Fuck" she greets me.  The pain in my back has in no
way diminished and I have to clench my teeth tight to avoid shouting at the
pain as I move to kneel at her feet.  "Breakfast, clean yourself and then
attend Mistress Green in the kitchen in, lets say 3 minutes Fuck".  I see
the a metal bowl with a cold congealed lump of cereal and the same foul
water.  I quickly scrape it into my mouth ignoring the slimy lumpiness of
it as I struggle to swallow it.  Desperate about the time I find the cold
tap and bar of astringent laundry soap.  Quickly I lather all over
excepting my back, swearing and cursing at the pain.  It seems to take ages
to remove the lather with cold water, and making do with a blanket to dry
myself I am extremely cold, still damp and shivering at the end of the
procedure.  Clothing is easy.  suspenders and stockings and heels.  I am
glad there was nothing to touch my still painful cock and ball restraint or
back.  Hoping that I have not exceeded the 3 minute limit imposed by
Mistress Benny I crawl into Mistress Green's presence in the kitchen.  I do
not know what to expect of this cruel tyrant but I fear anything that she
might order.  She seems distant and merely glances at me as I crawl to
kneel at her feet.  She continues eating her breakfast and chatting to
Mistress Benny and I am grateful she is ignoring me.

   Finally she deigns to notice me.  "Fuck you are in much too delicate a
condition to be of any use to me.  Benny is going to supervise you until
you have recovered sufficiently." With that short statement she leaves the
room without even giving me time to thank her.

   Mistress Benny leaves me kneeling as she tidies her own breakfast away.
Then she informs me "I am first going to change your dressing and then put
you to work Fuck".  She has me bend over the table and changes the
dressings on my injuries.  She does this none too gently, and I am quickly
crying out and screaming at the further torment.  Distantly I feel her
penetrate my ass again but I am too concerned with her sadistic doctoring
to feel anything.  My ass accustomed to the abuse relaxes to accept her
member.  She finishes the dressing as she comes and releases me from the
position she has used me in.  After I clean her cock she takes me to be put
in a diaper.  Knowing what is expected from me I immediately try to start
filling it, managing to squeeze a small turd into the fabric, and releasing
a surprisingly large quantity of urine.  I am briefly worried about the
dangers of infection in the wound in my scrotum, but then think hollowly
that this is the least of my worries.

   During the day Mistress Benny assigns me various simple household chores
that I preform mechanically wearing the diaper holding my own waste.  Each
little task I try exceptionally hard to preform the best I possibly can,
fearful of further punishments.  Mistress Benny however makes no comment
and merely assigns the next job on her list.  At the end of the day the
diaper is very uncomfortably sticky.  I am taken and cleaned.  Hosing away
the worst and then having to clean myself inside with a powerful enema. 
All these things are humiliating and disgusting but I accept them because I
fear the consequences of showing even a moments hesitation.  I know the
next step in the procedure so I am not surprised that Mistress Benny tells
me I have to be punished for dirtying the diaper.

   She tells me that my back is not to be used until it is healed, and then
delights in finding other places to use a thin rod to beat me.  She starts
across my bottom before moving onto the backs of my thighs.  She then
increases the pain level a little by whipping the inside of my thighs and
down my ass so that she is whipping me directly on my anus.  Naturally I
cry and beg for her to stop, but the residue feeling of continuous pain in
my back makes it seem distant.  The crying and begging are helpful though,
they make me feel as if I am attempting, however unsuccessfully, to
minimise the burden.

   The last agony of the day is when Mistress Benny again changes the
dressing on my back.  I understand why she is so keen on whipping my ass
hole as she penetrates me at the same time.  The effect of the whipping,
followed by the anal penetration have added a new source of agony to my
existence.  I feel the pain in my back as a deep fire, the pain in my
testicle sack as a glowing fire, and now my ass feels a sharp burning fire.

   I am then allowed to crawl back to my pallet to an unappetising meal of
several days old table scraps, and there to fall into a deep sleep plagued
by dark forbidding nightmares.

   I lose track of time, I do not know if it is days or weeks.  Each day is
a succession of pain and indignities.  In the morning after a barely edible
meal Mistress Benny changes my dressing and fucks my ass as I cry out.  I
spend the day doing menial chores in a diaper of my own filth.  At the end
of the day I entertain Mistress Benny as she finds new ways to hurt me. 
She is ambivalent that the piercing from cock and ball constraint has
healed nicely.  She likes that my cock and balls are again available as an
area to hurt, and that she can clip a leash to the restraint and pull me
around until it fells as if she wants to rudely castrate my be pulling them
off.  But then she complains that she preferred when I was so responsive
that the smallest touch would cause me to scream.

   She is obviously highly turned on by the screams and cries as she tends
my back.  Each time I am bent over a table to have the dressing changed I
know that when I scream it leads to an ass fucking.  I realise that this
limbo period is coming to an end when one morning I do not cry out as she
changes the dressing.  Disappointed that her usual excitement is missing,
the punishment that evening is much more elaborate and drawn out then
previously.  I am beaten with various whips and paddles.  She uses large
obtrusive toys in my ass, afterwards nearly chocking me as they distend my
jaws to the utmost as I attempt to clean them.  She whips my cock and balls
against the constraint, abusing them and bruising them until I am crying
and screaming.  Only then is she aroused enough to actually fuck me.

   The following day I am woken by Mistress Benny as usual, but this day I
am told to report to Mistress Green's room.  I am immensely relieved at
avoiding Mistress Benny's painful ministrations and almost eagerly rush to
attend my Mistress.  I actually find myself enjoying creeping up her bed
and sucking and licking her pussy.  Without a thought I hold my mouth over
her cunt as she gives me her first pee of the day.  I do not hesitate as I
hold my hands out for her bowel movement and immediately I clean the rest
of the excrement from her ass with my tongue before disposing of the
handful.

   After Mistress Green has bathed I help by drying her hair.  She has not
said much until nearing the end of the drying she tells me.  "It is nice to
see your attitude so improved Fuck" I am startled by the compliment, taken
aback but actually a little happy when I reply "Mistress, thank you
mistress!".  She then carries on, "but I am a disappointed that you are
still as clumsy as ever!".  It is such a long time since I have served my
Mistress that I almost miss the hint.  Quickly recovering I drop to my
knees and then abase myself at her feet.  "Mistress, I am so sorry
mistress. " I beg " Please spank me Mistress.  Please spank Fuck severely
to remonstrate for his clumsiness.  Mistress this Fuck needs to be spanked
Mistress"

   I try to make the plea as heartfelt and sincere as possible so I am
greatly relieved when she bids me bend over her lap.  It feels pleasant to
start with as the flat of her hand begins to smack my buttocks.  Grateful
that I am not being punished any more severely I feel the mounting heat
spread through my body.  I find myself mewing as the stinging increases,
trying not to, but find my self uncontrollably wriggling as my ass gets
hotter.

   When the spanking stops I again drop to her feet to thank her. 
"Mistress, thank you Mistress for the spanking.  Fuck knows he has to try
harder Mistress".  My bottom is already starting to cool as I finish
Mistress dressing.

   Mistress Green tells me that she is going to spend the day testing me. I
am nervous at the idea but fearful enough that I crawl without question
after her to the toy room.

   She selects a strap on dildo for herself, smooth but quite wide.  I bend
over, hands on my knees at her command and prepare to be anally fucked.  I
have not been given a chance to lubricate the tool and the first strokes
are painful enough for me to gasp, but the abuse by Mistress Benny over the
previous weeks has exercised my ass at accepting such a toy.  The lack of
pain which is the usual accompaniment to being fucked by Mistress Benny
makes the whole sensation different.

   Mistress Green notices that I am relaxed in the position and bids me to
enthuse about the activity.  Immediately I start telling her how much I am
enjoying it "Mistress that feels so good.  Drive your dildo deep into my
ass Mistress" I tell her.  Not really thinking about the words and their
intention, just hoping that I am performing well for her and there is no
need for other punishments.

   After fucking my ass Mistress Green moves round to use the same tool in
my mouth.  This is much much harder, even harder than having to suck real
cock since it is hard and inflexible.  I can feel it pound against the back
of my throat no matter how I try to position myself to suck it.  The
feeling of it entering my throat makes me want to puke, a desire I strongly
suppressed.

   Mistress Green stops after a while and looks at me, "That was a poor
performance wasn't it Fuck?  Again I am disappointed" I pick up the queue
and again beg for a spanking.  My bottom is warmed over her knee which is a
wonderful respite from trying to swallow her dildo and I properly thank her
afterwards.

   She tries various toys on me in that session, each one a different size
and shape, with or without bumps and spikes and other embellishments.  Each
one is more or less uncomfortable or painful, but I dutifully tell her how
great it is that she is abusing me this way.  When the toy is in my mouth I
cannot lavish the same praise on her, and make do by trying to look
cheerful and eager.

   Lunchtime is great.  I place my face between her thighs and lick her
while she eats.  I drink her piss when she needs, and she throws a few
scraps on the floor for me to eat.  After the meal she commands me to kneel
at her feet again.  "Fuck, I have a great gift for you" she says, which
causes my heart to beat harder and my mood to brighten, though I have
little expectations.  I have been over-optimistic at my generous Mistress'
gifts before.  She hands me something from the table.  It looks like a big
red plastic flower.  "This is going to be much nicer to look at then your
butt Fuck" As I turn the thing over I see that it is a large butt plug,
with a very wide base in the form of petals, and with a ring in the centre.
"You must always wear this when you attend me and only then, and you will
be severely punished if you cannot hold it in at that time." Though I am
ambivalent about having the toy in my ass all the time, I am overjoyed at
the thought of the gift and I feel a profound gratefulness to my generous
Mistress.  I immediately abase myself "Mistress, thank you so much
Mistress. This Fuck is so happy you have given him an ornament to improve
himself in your eyes.  I will always wear it for you and cherish it when I
cannot wear it.  Mistress I deeply and humbly thank you for this wonderful
gift Mistress." I would carry on praising her and thanking her, but she
gently chides me, "Put it in now Fuck" and I hasten to obey.  My sore
aching ass hurting briefly as I push it in.

   ***

   Several days later I am told we are expecting guests.  This is the first
time since the gang rape at the police station that I have encountered
anybody except Mistress Green or Mistress Benny.  The announcement
therefore has me anxious about what is going to happen.

   Both Mistresses spend a long time in the afternoon on their appearance.
I help as best I can only being spanked a few times for making mistakes. 
Then Mistress Green decides that I have not been shaving my legs well
enough since she can feel a stubble on my buttocks, and this deserves a
paddling.  After the punishment I barely have to time to correct the over
site and dress in clean sheer stockings for our visitors.  The butt plug is
not required and I feel a little sad I cannot have it inserted for
Mistress.

   From that moment on I am always attending Mistress Green, kneeling at
her feet or crawling after her as she moves about.  The lounge has been
arranged with 6 sofas surrounding an open area.  The lighting is subdued.
Mistress Green sits in the sofa nearest the door, greeting each guest as
they arrived and are shown in by Mistress Benny who acts as Major Domo for
the evening.

   Each guest is accompanied by a slave, though there are a tremendous
variety.  I wonder how it is going to feel to interact with all these
people who are presumably in the same situation I am in.  Held against
there will, forced through pain and suffering into degrading themselves to
be less than sex objects.

   The first pair to arrive are Mistress Veronica and her slave Jason. 
Mistress Veronica is an older woman, short and getting rather fat.  Her
blond hair is artificial dyed, and badly dyed at that.  She is a very happy
Mistress though, laughing loudly and patting me on the head after I kiss
her feet on arrival.  Her toenails in open toed sandals are painted a vivid
red.

   Jason is a stud.  Tall, muscular, tanned, and blond.  His privates are
not as directly on view as mine but the little leather loin cloth he wears
does not disguise his large manhood.  When greeting him Mistress Green
beckons him over and pushes his face into her crotch, this he seemingly
enjoys.  When together he towers over his Mistress.

   Next to arrive is Master George and Harvey.  Master George is dressed in
a dinner suit with a thick silver topped cane, but even with all the finery
he still manages to look slobbish, with food crumbs on his lapels and
greasy marks on his trousers.  He is not very fat but has a big belly.  His
hair and complexion match his attire, a trifle slobbish and coarse.  He has
a lot of thick black hair, sprouting from his nostrils and ears as well as
his head.  I can see the nicks from his recent shave but already his face
seems to possess a dark shadow.

   Harvey is a very frightened skinny fellow.  Butt naked, not even shoes.
Bruises and welts clearly mark his skin.  He looks overly thin, emancipated
even.  His hair is blond but mousey.  I would guess he is probably the same
height as his Master but it is difficult to tell since he cowers and
shrinks away from contact.

   At Master George's command he crawls over to kiss Mistress Green's foot
before scurrying back to kneel next to his Master.  Mistress Green motioned
for me to greet him the same way so I crawl over and kissed his black
patent leather shoes.  While he was doing this he cruelly pulls my head up
and thrusts it into his crotch.  I know better than to resist him, and let
him rub my face over the obvious bulge in his trousers, smelling the
muskiness of his genitals.  "Yes Dick I cannot wait to get you around this
tool" he tells me.  Mistress Green informs him that I am now Fuck and he
laughs loudly.  "Fuck.  A dumb Fuck definitely.  Turn around and bend over
Fuck" he orders me.

   I am too scared to even think of looking at Mistress for guidance.  As I
bend over I feel an excruciating pain as he forces the end of his cane into
my ass.  The rough dry wood is agony and I try to relax my sphincter to
accommodate it.  I moan and feel moisture gather in my eyes.  Mistress
Green says that he can have more fun later, and with that Master George
removes the cane, holding it in front of Harvey to clean.  I am disgusted,
sickened and frightened that sometime I am going to have to do the same
thing during this party.

   Master Enoch and Vicky are the next guests.  Master Enoch is a big black
man, looking much much smarter than Master George in the same sort of
dinner jacket.  He is tall and athletic, he looks strong, well muscled,
with short dark hair and a wide open smiling face.

   Vicky is a pretty black girl though getting very overweight.  Very
rotund, big breasts and wide ass.  Much shorter than her master.  She looks
and acts very uncomfortable in very tight leather clothes.  A short bustier
cuts into her ribs and forces her tits up and almost out.  The skirt is
belted shut at least 3 inches too small, powerfully cinching her waist. 
Even her high heeled shoes look several sizes too small.

   Close on their heels arrived Master Victor and Gabrielle.  Master Victor
is as polished and smart as Master Enoch though his face appears
humourless. He laughs and smiles with Mistress Green, but from the glances
I take, he appears to only smile with his mouth, never his eyes.  His hair
is medium brown and greying at the edges, his cold eyes match the brown
colouring.  He is trim, neither over weight nor athletically built.

   Taller than Master Victor is his companion Gabrielle.  She does not
kneel as the rest of us do, merely standing behind her Master.  I am unsure
of her status until she takes part in the evenings entertainment with the
rest of us.  Similarly she is not dressed or undressed in any outlandish
costume but wears an elegant green gown matching her eyes which falls to
the floor, just providing glimpses of red shoes and shapely legs as she
glides after her Master.  She does not crawl and kiss Mistress Green's
feet, but elegantly bows and kisses her hand.  Master Victor just smiles
indulgently as I kiss his feet.

   The final arrivals are Mistress Natasha and Bird.  Mistress Natasha is
quite young, a platinum blond.  She looks very powerful and strong.  She
wears a white leather suit and silver jewellery.  She taps her heel
impatiently as I crawl to her feet and kiss them.  She does not do anything
then but I am scared of her presence.

   Bird her female slave obviously has the same misapprehension. 
Approximately the same height as her Mistress, Bird looks anorexic.  She is
dressed in a tight white latex dress that comes down to mid thigh.  She has
matching white stilettos.

   Also dangling on her inner thigh are several silver chains with what
looked like charms.  Later I learn that each was dangling from one of a
dozen rings piercing her labia, The charms actually have little sharp
points and spikes.  As she moves and her thighs rub together these are
caught between, hurting and sometimes even drawing blood.  The couples
arrange themselves around the room.  The slave generally kneeling at their
Master's feet with the exception of Jason and Gabrielle who both are fairly
intimately entwined with their respective Mistress and Master.  Mistress
Benny distributes drinks, and also little bowls of snacks I realised are
meant to be fed to the slaves.  The attitude of each Master is reflected in
how they handle these snacks.  Mistress Veronica feeds Jason by hand, each
one almost a sexual movement in itself.  Master George totally ignores
Harvey and eats them himself.  Master Enoch feeds Vicky handfuls at a time
and requests several refills from Mistress Benny.  I can see Vicky start to
struggle to swallow the dry salty snacks.  Master Victor and Gabrielle just
ignore theirs.  Mistress Natasha torments Bird, holding one just out of
reach as Bird is supposed to try and catch the snack with her mouth. 
Finally Mistress Green occasionally throws one for me on the floor and I
have to scrabble to find it among the carpet pile, grateful for the
wholesome taste.

   The various Master's talk among themselves, the slaves totally quiet. 
Gabrielle and Jason being closer to their Masters sometimes whisper
comments the rest of us cannot hear.

   After a few drinks had been consumed Mistress Green asks Mistress Benny
to fetch the twister set.  I do not know what is going to happen but I am
not at all surprised to find that all the slaves, including me, are very
active participants.  After laying out the carpet with the coloured squares
she hands a leather bag to Mistress Green.  "The first game is between, "
she announces, reaching into the leather bag to draw a two bingo type
balls, each with a name inscribed, "Master George and Master Enoch". 
Harvey and Vicky crawl over to the board and kneel ready.  They are going
to play the game.  Mistress Benny spins the wheel and directs the slaves to
position their hands or feet in the indicated position.  Early on it is
obvious that Harvey had a huge advantage being totally unencumbered by
clothes, white Vicky has to struggle with the severely constricting clothes
she is wearing.  She even hikes her skirt up above her waist revealing that
without knickers she has a very hairy pussy.  Even this only delays the
inevitable and soon Vicky loses her balance and falls.

   Mistress Green again acts as the director and stating the obvious says
"Master George wins, what would you like George?" The slimy man laughs very
deeply and replies, "Easy, the little black bouncy creature can suck me
off. But I want her tits out too." Vicky looks rather relieved to release
her breasts from the tight confines of the leather bra.  Her nipples are
big and dark.  She crawls over to where on the sofa Master George is
already playing with his erection which emerges from his fly.  He sits on
the edge of the sofa and motions Vicky to start sucking.  She crawls
between his thighs and takes his member deep in her mouth.

   It is not long before Master George leans forward and starts using his
hands to play with her large tits.  He then captures her nipples and begin
to rub them.  As the oral sex continues, I can see him begin to squeeze the
nipples ever harder.  He starts twisting them too, each one held tightly
between his fingers.  It is obvious that Vicky is in agony at the treatment
but she continues to suck his cock.  I am amazed at her fortitude, but
since this is the first one orgasm of the evening Master George comes
quickly.

   Master Enoch then speaks for the first time, "Gobble it all down Vicky,
the semen is high in protein!" which everybody thinks is amusing.  After
Master George has spent himself in her mouth he releases Vicky's nipples so
she can crawl back to Master Enoch.  He does manage to get one hearty blow
on her ass as she crawls away.

   Mistress Green finds the leather bag and again draws two balls.  The
first name out is Master Victor so Gabrielle takes up position by the
board. She does not crawl over to the board but simply walks.  I think the
long green dress is going to make it difficult for her to play.  The second
name was mine, and I suddenly feel very self-conscious as I crawl over to
the board.

   The first few moves are simple and do not create any difficult
positions, but as our limbs are moved around I find myself rubbing,
literally, all over this woman's body.  This feels strangely much more
sexual than I have felt in a long time.  My confidence is rising as the
dress begins to inhibit Gabrielle's movements.  That is until it was my
turn to move, and as I change position, precariously balanced,,she shifts
her hips and pushes me over.

   Mistress Green moved up and starts to say "And the winner is Master
Victor ..." so I hasten to interrupt, "Mistress, but she pushed me over
..." I only get as far as this when she slaps me hard enough to knock me to
the floor.  The colour rises in her face and I immediately feel fearful. 
She hisses at me, tremendous venom in every syllable.  "Don't ever insult
me again you brainless worthless snivelling Fuck" she tells me.  My heart
begins to pound, sensing that I am certain to be severely punished for this
and I cower expecting the worse.  Mistress Green visibly collects herself.
"Well Victor, do you this Fuck to do anything for you?  Or would you prefer
to hurt him excruciatingly?" she asks.  Master Victor replies, "You know I
am not really into boys.  But perhaps Gabrielle would like to do
something?" He raises an eyebrow at Gabrielle.  I feel the beginnings of
relief that Mistress Green has not sought to punish me severely and vow to
do whatever Gabrielle requires to the best of my ability.

   Gabrielle has a low voice and replies softly, "I would enjoy squeezing
his balls."

   Mistress Green bids me stand facing Gabrielle, hands behind my back. 
Mistress Benny steps up behind me, I realise that she is there to hold me
if I cannot take the pain.  I try to hold myself steady, recognising that
this is going to be painful but nothing like I could have received from
Mistress Green.

   Gabrielle looks into my eyes as she takes my testicles, one between each
forefinger and thumb.  She then begins to apply pressure.  Slowly ramping
it up.  The pain immediately starts and I have to bite my lip, I cannot
hold her look and screw up my eyes trying to withstand the feeling of my
balls in her crushing grip.  Tears squeeze from the edges, and I hear a
moan escape my lips.  I feel the need to cry out and begin to beg her to
stop.

   Against my will I feel myself start to bend over subconsciously trying
to protect my abused genitals.  At the same time I feel Mistress Benny's
hands slide into position to restrain me.  "Gabrielle please stop please, I
beg you." I whimper.  "I am a stupid and undeserving Fuck to blame you when
I fell over"

   I cannot stand the pain too much longer and have to cry out.  I try to
maintain my resolve and show Mistress Green that I am grateful for this
agonising alternative to her punishment.  Just as I think I cannot stand it
a moment longer, Gabrielle releases my balls.

   "Now thank her Fuck" demands Mistress Green.

   I crawl over to Gabrielle and begin kissing her shoe.  Interspersing
each peck with a simple thanks "Gabrielle, this dumb fuck thanks you for
the pain." She removes her foot and I start to crawl away when she tells
me. "I am glad you know your place Fuck." I do not know how to answer, and
begin a motion to crawl away again but she raises her foot, pressing the
toe against my mouth.  I guess she wants me to suck the toe so I obligingly
open and accept the shoe in.  She forces as much as she can inside and I
can taste the leather and shoe polish and feel the harsh street grit from
the sole on my tongue.

   The next match up is between Master Victor and Mistress Natasha
Gabrielle again stands demurely by the board as Bird crawls to her
position, the silver chains dangling nearly to the floor, each one spiked
to hurt the thighs as they move closely together.  I am so relieved that
Mistress Green has not punished me that I do feel any resentment towards
Gabrielle.  I watch closely as the two girls play against each other. 
Bird's tight short latex dress is less restricting then Gabrielle's dress,
and though the spikes on the chains are sometimes forced into her thighs as
they move around she overcomes the handicap.  Twice I see Gabrielle try the
hip bumping move as Bird changes position but after seeing my predicament
Bird is ready for it.  Then disaster strikes, Bird decides to retaliate as
Gabrielle moves, but the tall girl in green is thinking one step ahead and
not only avoids the bump but turns the move against Bird who ungracefully
loses her balance.

   Master Victor accepts oral sex from Bird and she crawls over to take
position between his legs to suck his member.  The fellatio starts as usual
but soon Bird does something very strange.  It is as though she is
possessed and she becomes wild, moving faster and faster despite all Master
Victor's touches to slow her down.  He looks almost relieved when he comes
and can push her away.  Bird on the other hand looks scared which is
strange, then I notice Mistress Natasha pursing her lips and frowning at
Bird.  I guess she is disappointed that Bird lost and she could not expect
service from Gabrielle.

   I am called for the next match, and am pitted against Mistress
Veronica's Jason.  It is uncomfortable playing with another naked man but I
ignore the feeling of our bodes touching, and especially the insulting
comparison between our two physiques.  I am tense and nervous watching for
Gabrielle's trick but Jason plays fair and loses because I am small and
flexible enough to move to positions he struggles at.  At the end he smiles
at me as he crawls off to suck and lick Mistress Green.

   Mistress Green has already removed her panties and sits with her legs
open, her wet pussy visible for everybody to see.  "It's great that you are
serving me again" she tells Jason, and I fell an unexpected rush of
resentment against the hunk performing my duties for that particular pussy.
"But while you lick me I would like to see you impaled as well" she adds.
Mistress Veronica takes a smooth white dildo out of her bag and says "Use
this" Mistress Green gestures for me to collect the toy and I do, but when
I return to Mistress instead of taking it herself she tells me to do the
penetration.

   I am rather scared and a bit disgusted at the thought, but know enough
not to show any emotion other than acceptance.  Jason obligingly raises his
ass.  Fortunately the toy is smooth and not too big.  It slides in without
much resistance and I start stroking it in and out to the movements of
Jason as he licks along the length of Mistress Green cunt.

   It is still feels uncomfortable watching the white toy distend Jason's
sphincter as it slides in, and his anus giving up the toy as it comes out.
I don't know what sort of depth I should use, and so I do not try and force
it too much.  After a few strokes it is entering nearly the whole length so
that is one worry I am relieved of.  He must be practised because I feel
him almost pulling the toy inside and I have to be careful not to lose my
grip on it.

   I hear and see Mistress Green orgasm, and when she looks at me and nods,
I allow Jason's ass to finally force the toy from its depth.  Suddenly I
realise what is coming next and this is confirmed when Mistress Green
commands me to clean the toy.  I dare not hesitate and use my mouth to suck
the toy clean again and return it to Mistress Veronica.

   The next game has Master Enoch represented by Vicky and Mistress Natasha
represented by Bird compete.  From the first move both girls try to throw
their opponents.  It seems more like a wrestling match than Twister.  In
the end the black girl's greater weight helps and Bird is the loser.  Not
surprisingly Master Enoch is sucked off.  Again Bird has the same sort of
fit, and rather than finish calmly starts to get frantic sucking off Master
Enoch.  Possibly the size of his big black cock is causing her breathing
difficulties, but Bird seems more despondent than before giving head as she
crawls back to Mistress Natasha.

   Bird is distressed when she is again chosen to represent Mistress
Natasha, this time playing against Mistress Veronica and Jason.  Again
during the play she seems desperate to win, trying all sorts of tricks to
overbalance Jason.  His superior weight and height help him for a time but
he does not try and retaliate and eventually succumbs to what is almost a
blatant push from Bird.  Bird is relieved, and again Jason starts to crawl
over towards Mistress Natasha to suck her pussy.  Mistress Natasha has
bleached even her pubic hair which looks rather tacky as it is displayed
for us to see.  She also has some other instructions.  "While he is sucking
me I also require a little something extra", she tells us with a nod
towards my Mistress.  "Not his ass this time.  As he sucks me Bird is going
to hold his balls and cock to be whacked." Then she turns to Gabrielle,
"Perhaps you'll do that for us dear".  Gabrielle agrees, "Certainly" and
accepts a ruler from Mistress Natasha

   While Jason has his head buried in Mistress Natasha's thighs Bird
reaches under and supports his cock and balls.  On the other side Gabrielle
takes aim and smacks them with the ruler.  She does not hit too quickly but
develops a rhythm and each stroke has remarkable force.  Bird is also in an
unenviable position and I can see her hand redden as it takes some of the
strokes.  Obviously she dare not remove it though.  Jason's cock and balls
are red too and he must be in agony but he perseveres until Mistress
Natasha has come.  As he crawls back to Mistress Veronica you can see the
shadow of the pain in his face.  When he again sits beside his Mistress her
concern for his cock is obvious.

   His relief is short lived as again he is called, his time to face
Gabrielle for Master Victor.  Knowing that Gabrielle will try subtly to
trip him the game starts fair.  Then the little nudges that Gabrielle is
giving him become more obvious.  It is only when he starts pushing that
there is any escalation.  I am glad that it is the green dress and the same
cheating tactics that are the downfall of Gabrielle as she sprawls across
the game cloth.

   She darts a look of supplication towards her Master but he does not
interfere as she is told to lick Mistress Veronica.  Mistress Veronica
wants Gabrielle more exposed and I am secretly delighted that we are going
to see some of this body.  I am disappointed though, as she only opens the
front of her dress for Mistress Veronica, all anyone can see is her back.
After a few moments playing with Gabrielle's tits Mistress Veronica leans
back and strips off her panties.  Gabrielle neatly inserts her head and
starts tonguing Mistress Veronica.  We are treated to quite a show on her
part, Mistress Veronica being by far he most vocal of the evening,
screaming her orgasm for the world to hear.

   After Mistress Veronica had been satisfied, my Mistress tells everybody.
"Well I think we should be getting on to the main event tonight shouldn't
we?" and receives nods and affirmations from the rest of the company.  "Let
us tidy up here and we can continue."

   Mistress Benny removes the twister game and the other guests finish
their drinks and stretch themselves walking around.  I see Mistress Natasha
talking to Mistress Green and soon I am commanded to help Mistress Natasha.
Bird and I crawl after Mistress Natasha to the toilet, and I fully expect
to be used that way by this blonde sadistic mistress.  Bird looks even more
frightened then I, crying before we even get there.

   When we arrive Mistress Natasha does not make any move towards using the
toilet.  She gets something from her large handbag with a power cable, and
tells me to plug it in somewhere.  Mystified I hurry to obey and the
subsequent dialogue between Mistress Natasha and Bird clarifies her strange
behaviour that evening.  "I told you a maximum of 3 minutes per cock didn't
I Bird?" Mistress Natasha starts.  "Mistress please I tried, please, I beg
humbly my Goddess to have mercy.  I tried my utmost to get them to come
quickly.  Mistress I don't deserve your kind ministrations and know I am a
worthless slut, but please take mercy on this piece of dirt Mistress." Bird
is crying strongly now, some of her words muffled.  This does not stop
Mistress Natasha who attaches wires coming from the box to each chain
hanging from Birds pussy lips.  "You fuck" I am addressed, "stand behind
her and hold her wrists." I take position behind Bird, away of how fragile
and thin she appears in the tight latex dress.  As I try to hold her wrists
she jerks away from me.  "You fucking shit Fuck" Mistress Natasha shouts at
me "just hold her you cretin" As I again try to hold bird's wrists I am
again stymied as Bird struggles against me, the plastic of her short skirt
covering her ass now pressed close and erotic to my crotch.

   Mistress Natasha now screams at me "Fuck you shit.  Hold her you
pathetic bitch.  Even a worm like you should be able to hold this piece of
excreta.  You'll get a taste of my toy, and more if you don't hold her."
Finally I manage to constrain Bird, her wrists behind her back clasped in
my hands, pulled up so that the scratching nails cannot reach my genitals.

   Now Mistress Natasha takes a step back and holds up the control to the
box.  She smiles at Bird and touches a button.  Bird immediately screams
her lungs out.  A massive scream from the bottom of her soul.  She tries to
escape my hands with demonic fury and I desperately hold on.  If she didn't
struggle so hard I might have let go the scream is so loud and frightening.


   Several times Mistress Natasha touches a switch and the screaming stops,
only to let bird catch her breath before the controls are once again set to
hurt her.  I am petrified at what is happening to this girl but am too
scared of what Mistress Green would do to me to think of letting go.

   After several of these screaming sessions Mistress Natasha stoops to
Bird's crotch and transfers one of the leads to my metal cock and ball
holder.  I am fearful but cannot do anything.  Mistress Natasha steps back
a long way and again presses the button.  A terrible current courses
through my balls from the little lead.  My scream matches Bird,s and I
release her wrists as I try to detach the electrode from my balls.  I
quickly remove the one from my testicle restraint and I see Bird screaming
and struggling to remove hers.

   When there is finally silence, Bird and I are both respectfully
kneeling. I wonder if I am going to be punished for releasing Bird in my
moment of weakness, but Mistress Natasha seems amused as she puts the
device away.

   Mistress Green leads us into another room in the house, a little
procession of slaves crawling after their masters trying to avoid being
trodden on by anybody else.

   Mistress Green takes everybody to another room in the house featuring a
large card table and six chairs in the middle, and various supports, chains
and other appendages on the walls.  Various cabinets contain other
equipment some of which I can see, whips, dildos and other toys.  The walls
and floor are white tile which is a bit incongruous with the green baize
card table.  The six Masters and mistresses take their places round the
table.  The slaves all kneel with the exception of Gabrielle and Jason who
stand or do as they please.

   I hear the tinkle of chips being separated and cards opened and shuffled
so it is obviously going to be some variation of gambling.  This is
confirmed by Mistress Green who tells everyone that they are playing Texas
Hold Em.  She also says that only the last in loser pays the penalty which
sounds a little foreboding.  Regretfully I cannot see the cards on the
table from where I am sitting.

   After pulling cards to decide the dealer play begins.  I guess from the
chatting that Master Victor is the dealer and Mistress Veronica is the
first player.  Squealing she announces, "I'm in, and lets start the old
fashioned way shall we?  Whipping." I hear a chip thrown onto the table.  I
begin to suspect that he bets are something to do with us slaves.  The
other players begin to call in or fold.  Mistress Green is the first to
fold while Mistress Benny prowls the edge of the table with a short black
horse whip "Up you get Fuck, and touch your toes" she instructs me.  As I
hastily stand up to obey while everyone watches me.  I fell a sharp smack
as the whip strikes my ass.  Then I can kneel again.

   Each player that folds, and as well as surrendering chips also has their
slave given the same one shot crack of Mistress Benny's whip.  The best
moment is when Master Victor folds and Gabrielle has to bend over for
Mistress Benny's whip.  "On your ass Gabrielle" says Mistress Benny,
commenting because Gabrielle has not raised her skirt.  Gabrielle complies,
and afterwards I see the colour raising in her cheeks.

   Finally the only two players in are Mistress Veronica and Master George.
Rather foolishly I think, since Mistress Veronica fairly transparently
advertised that she had a good hand.  Master George finally sees Mistress
Veronica and loses his hand.  The stakes have been slowly increasing to
five, which I am not surprised means the number of strokes.

   Harvey is pointed to one set of restraints and he shackles himself to
the wall.  He looks resigned rather more than scared and I am amazed at his
composure.  Mistress Veronica, as the winner, is presented with a long
leather whip by Mistress Benny.  Mistress Veronica is as enthusiastic with
the whip as she is at everything else, though her enthusiasm does impede
her execution of the winning bet, she rushes and the strokes come too close
together for each to be effective.  I begin to fear my visit to the wall.

   As the game continues I learn that the last player pays rule applies to
the abuse of the slave.  All the other players lose chips, but it is only
the last player that has their slave hurt.  This is a relief since I am
spared several beatings because Mistress Green is not the last to surrender
chips.

   The first player determines the type of the bet.  Usually this is
whipping, but anything seems to go.  One round Master George calls for anal
penetration width.  The stakes increase in 1/4" increments.

   The final two players are Mistress Natasha and Master George This time
Master George is the winner and he requests a 3 1/2" toy from Mistress
Benny.  Bird is strapped over a saw horse, the latex dress just lifted over
her hips, her painful pussy ornaments dangling down her reddened thighs. 
Master George takes his time inserting the toy and bird gets increasingly
desperate as she begs for mercy, for cessation of the pain, she pleads with
her Mistress, but to no avail.  The toy is slowly forced into her anus,
stretching her anal sphincter past breaking point.  As Master George forces
the toy home Bird screams and screams and screams until Mistress Natasha
silences her by stuffing her own panties in her slaves mouth.  As the toy
is removed by Mistress Benny I see blood drip from the obviously damaged
anus of Bird who has difficulty crawling back to her position.

   Kneeling at the table can see straight into Mistress Natasha's now
knickerless crotch and she is particularly wet.  Master George is also
playing with a large erection.

   Generally Master Victor and Mistress Veronica play conservatively,
seldom winning much but not getting too involved.  Master Enoch and my
Mistress play better poker, or so I judge since Vicky and I are the two
slaves least punished.  Master George and Mistress Natasha are aggressive
and play vigorously to the detriment of Bird and Harvey.

   I have only suffered the penalty of the for folding, the one on the ass
from Mistress Benny, when it comes down to just Master Enoch and Mistress
Green in a round of genital caning.  I am terrified when Mistress Green
concedes at 10 strokes.  I feel everybody watching me but force myself to
crawl to the wall and chain myself into position.  Master Enoch tells Vicky
to hold my cock up so he can hit my balls and the abuse starts.

   The first blow robs me of breathe and makes me grind my teeth.  By 3 I
am blinking tears from my eyes.  Master Enoch is slow and steady, he does
not hit Vicky's chubby hand once while castigating me.  At 5 strokes I cry
out and after the next I also start begging and pleading as much as Bird.
After the ten my balls are on fire.  With the abuse finished, attention
returns to the card table and I carefully crawl back into position by my
Mistress.  She absent mindedly pats me on the head and it makes the pain a
little more bearable to be comforted by the pat.

   The game continues and everybody has tasted the whip at least once. 
Mistress Natasha and Master George with their flamboyant play have won and
lost more times then most so Harvey and Bird are the worst among us slaves.
I feel the whip too.  Even Gabrielle and Jason have been beaten.  Master
Enoch when it is his turn to bet suggests "Lets have an easy round.  No
folding, worst hand, piss pool." The players seated round the table laugh
and relax a bit enjoying the change of pace.  Nobody calls bets so the
cards are quickly dealt and then with a lot of teasing and joking each
player attempts to build the best hand.

   Everybody laughs at Mistress Veronica because she has the best hand but
does not realise the fact until someone points out she has a flush.  After
everybody has revealed the cards it appears that Master Victor is the loser
with a random assortment of cards, the highest being an 8, everybody else
managing at least a pair.

   Mistress Benny removes a long a plastic object where it had been stacked
against the wall and I realise it is a large plastic bath.  The piss pool
bet now becomes obvious, as I guess that Gabrielle is going to covered in
the players piss.  She looks quite cool about it as she climbs into the
bath though Master Victor looks a little sour.  Master George immediately
complains, "Come on Victor, at least you can strip the slut." and after a
moments pause Master Victor commands just that.

   I can finally enjoy the very good body of Gabrielle as she lets the
green dress fall to the floor.  She is wearing black stockings that enhance
her long legs.  She removes these and the suspender belt.  Slipping off the
high heels.  She goes to remove her panties but Master Victor prevents her,
earning dour looks from most of the players.

   The remaining panties are green silk with little ties at the side and
make Gabrielle look even more enticing.  Dressed this way she climbs into
the bath and lies down.

   Starting with Master George all the players take turns spraying their
urine over the beautiful Gabrielle.  Standing or squatting.  Her face and
crotch get the most attention so her hair is totally wet and her panties
stick to the outline of her pussy.  The bath now has an inch or so slopping
around as Gabrielle moves.

   After the players have finished I expect play to resume, but apparently
all us slaves also have to release their bladders over Gabrielle.  After
her tactics in the twister game I am not surprised at the level of
enjoyment of all of us slaves, just a tiny amount of revenge.

   I am the last to relieve myself, and I have quite a lot to give the slut
lying in the bath.  I stand over her and piss evenly over her crotch over
her body and then over her face.  She closes her mouth so I concentrate on
squirting a stream straight towards her upper lip making it impossible for
her to breath through her nose, and hopefully forcing her to open her
mouth. Master Victor sees this tactic and tells me to point the stream
elsewhere, regretfully I do.

   We are all finished and everybody resumes their positions.  Gabrielle
stands up, the urine pouring down her body.  Master victor requests a short
break and a chance for Gabrielle to clean herself and Mistress agrees.  She
tells me to take Gabrielle to the bathroom.

   it is strange to crawl with Gabrielle walking along behind.  I take
Gabrielle to the bathroom and she tells me to wait.  The first thing she
does is to drop her soaking panties to the floor.  She then looks down at
me and commands "Put them in your mouth Fuck." I hesitate not knowing
whether I should obey or not, but then she forcefully remands me "I rather
think Mistress Green will beat you senseless if Master Victor asks her, and
believe me, if I ask him, he would be only too glad to suggest it." I
realise that even as a slave she has that power over me, and fearing
Mistress Green far more than the disgusting piss from the company hurry to
obey her.  It is cold which makes the strong urine smell even more pungent
as I cram them in.  Perhaps for my hesitation Gabrielle asks more "Suck
them dry Fuck, while I shower" So I am forced to suck the piss from the
panties and swallow it.  The small consolation is seeing Gabrielle's trim
little pussy as she washes.

   Her shower is very fast, not wanting to keep the players waiting.  I
drop the panties at her feet.  Not really dry, but certainly not sopping
wet like they were before, most of the urine has gone.  She smiles and
says, "There is one person who hasn't gone to the toilet yet fuck," and
gestures.  Obviously she means herself, and I crawl over to her feet.  I
fasten my lips round her proud hairy mound and drink her golden pee. 
Finally she wraps herself in a towel and we return to the games room.

   Master Enoch is the first to withdraw from the game.  He has a run of
bad luck and Vicky gets beaten quite comprehensively, on her back and
buttocks, and also on her thighs and breasts.  Some of her clothing has
been removed leaving the tight leather straps that contain her roly poly
body.  The various torments have left some livid red welts on the rolls of
her flesh.  Finally she cannot stand it any longer and starts begging at
the table for Master Enoch to stop and obviously her pleas are heeded.

   I have been beaten too, and my balls ache beyond belief but I am more
scared of what Mistress Green would do to me if I tried the same
performance as Vicky Looking around I guess that Bird and Harvey would also
find deaf ears for their plight.  Jason and Gabrielle are more favoured,
but then Master Victor and Mistress Veronica play so carefully that neither
has suffered much.

   I sense the night is winding down, but strangely that seems to make the
atmosphere more tense.  I find out why when Master George announces, "Well
lets us make this the last round of the night shall we?  The all in round."
He smiles broadly at this and Mistress Natasha joins him in the laugh. 
Mistress Veronica titters.

   The cards are dealt.  Master George looks at his a moment and smiling
says, "Yes I am all in." Harvey looks particularly distressed, already well
beaten he goes abnormally white.  Next Mistress Veronica looking at her
cards quickly folds them.  "No I am out" and Jason gets the last blow to
his buttocks.  Master Enoch has already pulled out of the game and so all
attention turns to my Mistress and covertly to me.  "Since this is, Fuck,
the first time, I think you had better explain the bet Green." George says
smiling at me.  I feel very cold inside at the smile of this sadistic man.

   Mistress Green turns to me.  "Well Fuck.  This is the last round of the
night and the traditional bet is all in.  The penalty for this is well
understood.  The last loser has their slave castrated and cauterized, or in
the case of a girl." Here she looks quickly at Bird.  "The removal of one
nipple.  Do you understand?" My mind is racing.  Several times Mistress
Green has proposed this punishment, heavily hinting that this is the
ultimate punishment and that without my genitals I would be useless to her
and disposable.  I am so sick I do not know what to do.  Everybody's eyes
are on me.  I understand that I am being offered a choice, I can use this
opportunity to to beg Mistress Green to fold, and it would have to be the
most humble self effacing pleading I had ever managed; coupled with the
almost certain severe punishment if she even agreed to pull out; versus
effectively letting her gamble my cock on her ability.

   Both possibilities look equally bleak, but the certainty of the
punishment if I try to persuade Mistress to fold this hand decides me. 
"Mistress yes Mistress" I numbly say.  This is greeted by general laughter
from the players, more from the release of tension then any humour.

   Master Victor next in turn folds without even looking at her cards.  The
only player remaining is Mistress Natasha and she very carefully examines
her cards.  I suddenly realise, not having connected them just previously
the source of the mutilation on Bird's breast.  Mistress Natasha has
already lost an all in bet one time, and the missing nipple is Bird's
sacrifice.

   Bird also flushes like Harvey, going dead white.  She however does
something about it, and starts supplicating herself to Mistress Natasha. 
As Bird begs the colour rises in the cheeks of Mistress Natasha.  Mistress
Natasha is getting angry, her lips become firmly pressed together and her
eyes narrow.  I feel that Bird's begging is counter productive as in her
anger Mistress Natasha is liable to bet just to spite Bird.  On one hand I
feel pity for the abused Bird, on the other I wish that Natasha does bet
since the final loser would not be Mistress Green but Mistress Natasha and
my cock and balls, and possibly life, would be as safe as before.

   Finally Mistress Natasha cannot bear Bird's begging any longer and
lashes out with her hand and verbally, slashing her hand over Bird's
cheeks, one way and the other.  A torrent of abuse being heaped on the
girl. Everybody watches the display to some level of amusement.

   Finally leaving the sobbing Bird prostate on the floor Mistress Natasha
returns to the table.  She picks up the requisite chip and toys with it for
a moment before declaring she folds.  Mistress Benny advances on Bird with
the whip who bounces up and presents her backside for the blow.  Clearly
Bird is relieved she is not in the game and liable to lose her remaining
nipple, though I think that Mistress Natasha's retribution might be worse.

   My attention cannot wonder as I return to my own predicament.  There are
only two players remaining, Master George and Mistress Green.  The cards
are turned slowly.  I cannot see them but feel the tension mount.  Various
players make comments but I am unable to determine the progress of the
round.

   The tension reaches it's climax as Master George reveals his cards,
grinning at me broadly, and savouring the gasps and praise from the other
players as he reveals a full house.  My sight suddenly constricts, leaving
a black tunnel.  I feel physically sick, my mind a blank refusing to accept
the possibility of the pain and anguish of losing my penis and testicles.
My hands cup them holding them close despite their aches, fixated on their
presence.

   The laughter and praise die away a little as Mistress Green remains
calm, and Master George begins to lose his smile too.  She has not yet
turned over her cards.  The blood that had returned to Harvey's cheeks
begins to drain away again as Mistress Green slowly flips her cards onto
the table.

   Amazingly there is another round of gasps and praise, this time directed
at Mistress Green.  She has a better hand, a royal flush!  My own tension
drains away and I can breathe again while Master George looks annoyed, and
Harvey begins a high pitched keening.

   It takes the combined efforts of Mistress Benny and Master's Enoch and
Victor to force Harvey into the wall cuffs.  Harvey desperately begs and
pleads but this has no effect.  Only Mistress Veronica looks a little
squeamish and hides herself in Jason's arms.

   Mistress Benny then presents Mistress Green with a large butcher's
knife. "For the trophy mistress" The bright metal of the knife emphasizes
it's weight and length, and, hopefully for Harvey its sharpness.  She also
collects a couple of glass bottles from a cabinet.  One is only filled with
a clear liquid, while something floats in the other, and Mistress Green
shows it to Mistress Natasha.  "A souvenir from last time" and I realise
that this is Bird's other nipple.  The bottled nipple gets passed around as
everybody chooses a spot to watch the castration.

   Mistress Green toys with the knife for a time, and then presents it to
Master George.  "Do you want to do the honours George?" "Sure, love to" he
replies, acting cool and confident, trying to put his loss of the game
behind him.  Mistress Green continues, "But I'd like Fuck to hold Harvey's
cock in his mouth as you make the incision.  If only to prevent a mess."
She says this wryly as we can all see that Harvey is so scared he has lost
his bladder control and pooled a little on the floor.

   "Excellent idea" says Master George, "though in this case I think a pair
of pruning scissors would be easier unless you want Fucks nose removed as
well." Mistress Benny changes the article for the operation from the
gleaming knife to a much more prosaic and wicked looking pair of garden
scissors.  I think the change is as much to do with Master George's
sadistic personality then any practical reason because he can control the
severing so much more slowly and carefully with the scissors.

   He brusquely motions for me to take my position.  I crawl over and take
Harvey's genitals in my mouth.  Harvey begins to intersperse his futile
begging for mercy with verbal abuse aimed at me.  I try to ignore not only
his cries but the whole position that sickens and frightens me.  I have to
pull the member away from Harvey's body and I feel and smell the cold steel
as Master George positions the cutters.

   Harvey is now screaming openly and loudly at the situation and I feel my
mouth flood with his urine as he loses the last vestiges of his control. 
His screams and struggles rise to a higher level as I sense the cutters
begin their slow closing.  I am intimately connected to this event as I
feel his cock pulse with the life blood that is soon to be removed from its
veins.  I have swallowed the piss, but I then I feel another warm liquid
drip onto my chin and as the metallic smell hits me I realise it is
Harvey's blood spurting from the wound.

   It is a horrible feeling to sense the slow detachment of Harvey's
manhood as the cut lengthens and I can pull away further.  Finally the last
connection of skin is severed and my head jerks back, the remainder of his
cock and balls in my mouth, now with the taste of blood.

   Straight ahead of me I see the cavity that is all that remains of
Harvey's groin, the blood pumping freely down his leg.  From the side
Mistress Benny pushes me away and presses a red hot iron against Harvey's
crotch.  The pain is too much for Harvey who faints, relieving us of his
screams.

   Suddenly I am even more aware that I am holding what were his sex organs
in my mouth.  I nearly puke, but Mistress Benny is holding out a hand and
so I can quickly relinquish them.  She tells Mistress green that she will
clean them and bottle them, but before that happens everybody passes them
around as a perverse souvenir of the event.

   The guests depart taking their slaves with them though I do not see
Harvey leave with Master George.  Mistress Green and Mistress Benny retire
and I crawl back to my pallet emotionally exhausted from the evening,
despairing of my existence, to lock myself onto the weight.  ---
Postscript: author's note -- You can guess from this I have never played
poker!  If you would like to contribute a little, and gain a dedication on
the next chapter; then please send me some example hands that fit in with
the different rounds detailed in this chapter.



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