The Sister

Chapter 2 - The Training

As we left the dungeon we were followed by expletives that I had
not eve heard for some years. Slut B and I looked at each other
and went upstairs to the dining room were dinner would be served
to me by Slut B.

I sat down at my usual place at the dinner table and started to
make some notes on the days events which I would use in my report
to the Master of this slut. I was a little surprised by the good
condition of the Slut considering what she had apparently endured
in the hands of her husband, but she certainly had enjoyed a
pampered life. I would ask the Master to bring me both the
Daughter and the Mother for the final week of training to
complete her enjoyment of pussy.

After dinner Slut B and I retired to a room where we would sleep
that adjoined the dungeon and we would take turns at monitoring
the CCTV colour screens to ensure that the Slut did not try to
hurt herself.

Slut B, Bettina,  is beautiful and would be more suited for the
catwalks than being a slave to a Mistress on her late forties. I
found her at a modelling school where she was doing organising
but not ramp work as she was considered too 'strong'. Too strong,
was big boned and big firm tits. Her English is excellent and
after we got talking and later fucking I invited her to join me
as a trainee slut and I would train her to take over from me. She
is a bi but prefers women and was trained to eat pussy by her
lesbian mother and fuck can she eat. She has given me more
orgasms in the short time I have known her than all of my life.
Slut B has helped train seven slaves since being with me.

The night passed without any incidents, only a few funny moments
watching slut F trying to drink water from the bowl on the floor.

The training from here on would be to break her down, not engage
in any conversation and that she would be blindfolded, unless
there was something that we wanted her to see especially when it
comes to punishment implements.

We dragged her out of the cell, blindfolded her and took her to
the enema room for her usual morning, clean out.

I did not want to witness the enema process and went to have
breakfast telling Slut B to call when she had completed the task.

When slut B called I was in the dungeon preparing for the days
training.

We manhandled her to below an overhead beam. Slut B had a wide
leg spreader bar and was busy securing it between slut F's
ankles. We undid her cuffs and re-cuffed her hands in front of
her and smoothly hoisted her hands above her head before she even
knew that she had been re-cuffed.

Slut B positioned her breasts between the wooden breast press and
I tightened down the screw until the press was in place. It was a
two inch wide and eight in width press, so the breasts are pulled
in together, then squashed.

"Slut, you are going to be punished for your indiscretions,
shouting, swearing and behaving badly. As explained you will
learn, to respect Masters and Mistresses or any one of authority.
We will be introducing you to the pleasure of pain today. If and
only if you behave you will be given some light lunch and again
if you behave you will enjoy being fed for dinner, is that clear
slut?"

She started in what she thought was the direction from which the
voice came and stick out her jaw in defiance and said in nearly a
whisper that I had to strain to hear her, "Fuck you, you two bit
pumped up lesbian bitch!"

I walked up to her and gave the press two turns. I signalled to
slut B for the clover clamps and showed that she should put them
on.

As the first clamp was secure to her nipple, Slut F let out a
scream of pain.

"Aaaahhhhh fuck....fuck you...what the fuck are you doing to my
titties and nipples.....AAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHH," she screamed as the
clamps were tightened on her squashed nipples and breasts.

I gave the press two more turns which distended the areola and
would have caused acute agony with the clamps attached.

She screamed in pain, "F...Fuck you, you won't.....AAAAAHH,
please stop.....p..plllleeeeaase stop, please.."

Slut B gave the press two further turns. We watched as the blood
flow was cut off on the nipples and ends of the breasts turned
dark purple. They would now be most tender.

"Please stop, you are hurting my titties, please...I have not
done anything to you....why are you doing this, please stop,
please. I have said PLEASE, please stop it REALLY hurts," the
slut moaned as the pain became unbearable.

Slut B knelt in front of slut F and swiftly attached a wide mouth
bulldog clamp to each pussy lip.

"AARRRRGGGGHHHH, Please STOP.....Oooohhhh God Please, let me go,
I am sorry I shouted and was rude to you, PLEASE STOP, 
Pp...please s...stop," she sobbed.

Her head hung down and we could see the tears flowing out from
under the blindfold as she continued to sob and beg for the pain
to be taken away. Her body was shaking as she sobbed and begged
for further forgiveness.

"COME ON YOU FUCKING SLUTS................LET ME GO, YOU FUCKING
ANIMALS...YOU ARE HURTING MY TITTIES AND PUSSY, WHAT KIND OF
PERSON DOES THAT.... YOU DYKE FUCKING ANIMAL WHORES. WHERE ARE
YOU...YOU STUPID FUCKING BITCHES?" she screamed.

I had heard virtually the same sentence some years before and
strangely enough from the mouth of her Snob Slut Sister. Shows
you with siblings the apple does not generally fall far from the
tree. This slut was going to be a hard one to break.
Slut B, on instruction, loosened the press by one turn.

I stood in front of her and took a breast in each and squeezed
hard and no sooner had I done this I released. I repeated this
process again and again until her resolve was broken and until
she started sobbing and in between the sobs she was swearing
softly again.

"Listen and listen good Slut F, you will receive soap for your
dirty mouth then you will visit the enema room to clean out you
inside which are as dirty as you outside. I will not tolerate you
foul mouth in my house. You will be severely punished each and
every time you use that language. Do you understand?"

She ignored my question and kept her head bowed.

I pulled down hard on one of the pussy lip clamps, and said "Do
you understand...now answer."

"Fuck you...you whore bitch."

I pulled down hard on both pussy lip clamps which brought a
scream of pain from her.

Slut B released the press and the pussy clamps and we watched as
the pain registered on her face as the blood flowed back into her
tortured breasts and nipples. We could almost see the scream
building in her body.

"AAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHH....AAAAHHHH, Please Aaaarrrggghhh, it
hurts...please," she screamed through clenched teeth. She begged
for us to release her promising money and lenience but never
apologising for her language or behaviour.

Slut B removed the spreader. We dragged her back to the enema
room where we forced her to take a soapy mouthwash.

"Keep still, you dumb slut, I am using a glass syringe in your
ass and if it breaks you will need surgery to remove it. We tell
the hospital staff that you begged for an enema this is why you
have a bleeding ass, is this was you want?' asked Slut B.

We barely hear the negate whisper. As soon as the full litre of
soapy enema was in, slut B pushed in the spandex plug and gave
the pump a few squeezes to hold the nozzle in place. As it was a
small enema her stomach was only mildly distended.

We left the room to watch from the office, to see the effect when
the water cooled and the stomach cramps started. It did not take
long before the cramps hit and being restrained makes it more
harder to combat as you cannot crunch your stomach.

She was sobbing and begging for relief, "Please...Please let me
go and rel......ief my.....self," she said trying to get the
words out between the cramping. We left her for a another ten
minutes before Slut B went in released the spandex bulb in her
ass.

"We where am I supposed to relieve myself Slut," slut F said to
Slut B.

"Just where you are slut F ad I shall enjoy watching you relieve
yourself."

"You are animals," she said letting the enema spray out of her
asshole.

"You will now have a rinse and I hope you enjoy the pain that
comes wit it."

Slut B pushed the glass syringe filled with a litre of water into
slut F's ass as fast as she could receive it, then pushed in the
spandex plug and gave it a few pumps.

"Have fun and enjoy," she said walking out of the room.

When Slut B returned to the office, I said "Slut, no one asked
you to engage in conversation with her, bend over in front of me
now!"

She did as was told and raised her short leather skirt ready to
receive her punishment. Using a paddle I gave her ten hard
strokes, five on each cheek. When I had completed she stood up
and thanked me for the punishment, then asked if she could eat my
pussy.

I moved over to her and rubbed softly her hot ass cheeks and said
"No Bettina, we will be playing later in front of our guest."

"Get her cleaned up and then bring her to the kitchen, let us
feed her and show her, her special stool. Please ensure that you
put KY on her asshole and pussy, we don't want her tearing."

A little while later Slut B led the Slut into the kitchen.

"Mistress, she has KY on her anus, her pussy did not need
anything as it is very wet from her own juices," slut B
announced.

"Mmmm so out little slut likes enemas and punishment, just like
you sister Slut F, and there we thought that you were not
enjoying yourself...tsk," I said sarcastically to her.

"Slut you will now be introduced to your companions at all meal
times and you will come to enjoy both," I said leading her over
to the specially fitted stool.

As she was new to training we fitted the stool with an entry
level small butt plug and a four inch vibrator dildo. The plug
and vibrators controls were under the seat.

Slut B led her over to the stool and pushed her slowly down until
she was squatting over the top of the vibe and plug. We held her
elbows and guided her onto the vibe and then the butt plug. As it
touched her ass she tried to lift up and slut B and I were ready
and pushed her firmly down, until both were in the right orifice.

Slut B quickly secured the straps around her thighs to the floor
bolts so that she could not stand up.

"My assistant will feed you and if you behave I may remove the
blind fold this evening. If you do not do as told you will be
whipped and sent to your cell without any dinner, do you
understand slut?"

"Yes..."

"Yes who..," I said

"Who what, and what have you stuck up my asshole."

"When you respond to with myself or my assistant you will always
refer to us a Mistress, now let us try again!"

"Do you understand?"

"Y.. yes .....Miss."

"It is Mistress and that is the last time I tell you while you
are under my care!"

"What fucking care, you have hurt my titties, my pussy and my
stomach hurts like hell from all the fucking water you have put
into at, so please fucking help me here WHAT FUCKING CARE are you
talking about," she said with utter contempt!

"We will feed you as you have not eaten then you will visit you
cell, where you will have water to drink you will not go to the
toilet to relieve yourself, than you can do in your cell and you
will stay there until you tell us you want to behave." "FUCK YOU
you horrible lesbian slave traders, I don't want your fucking
food or any other aids infected lesbian shit, FUCK YOU and why
are you hurting me FUCK YOU!"

We ignored the tirade and Slut B undid the straps and we
frogmarched her to her cell and shut the door with a clang.

Once we were back in the office, I said "Bettina this one is
going to break soon, she has the same temperament as her sister,
she is close. What will do is keep her awake all of tonight, each
hour we spray her with cold water till the morning. Then tomorrow
we takeoff the blind fold and treat her like dirt, anal horse
hair plug, collar and she will only walk on hands and knees, eat
off the floor. What do you think?"

Bettina pondered for a bit and then added, "I agree with the
morning activities but I suggest that tonight and through the
night we use the siren in her cell, rather than the water in case
it makes her sick."

"Ok done deal then, program the computer to set off the siren,
then come and give my pussy some attention."

I got undressed and lay back on the bed with my legs spread
awaiting her return.

I must have dozed off but awoke to her crawling onto the bed
between my legs.............














Continued in Chapter 3 - "Francis Succumbs"

