Mekelu's body hung limply from the large multi-positional cross in the center of the room. Her wrists, securely bound, kept her upper body at a nice angle as the nipple weights dangled from her chest. She had displeased Him again and knew this time she would pay dearly. The heavy wooden door loudly closed causing her to perk up slightly.  Her head turned toward the sound but the thick velvet blindfold blotted out everything. Her heart sank as she heard heavy footsteps on the floor getting closer. She knew it was all about to begin.

After her last digression was much less severe and it took days to recover from the punishment He inflicted. She heard the soft whir of the motor that moved the cross as it was turned on. She was quite afraid now. The large device lurched as it tipped her body until it came to rest in a horizontal position, her body hanging down below the cross. The weights that dangled elegantly from her nipples swung pendulantly. She knew that this was never a good position. Her body tensed as it hung from the restraints. She could hear the soft sloshing of liquid and knew what was to come. She hated this so much but it was a small price to pay for Him.

She felt His thick fingers prying her cheeks apart. He smeared a cold glob of lube over her tight hole before forcing His finger inside and twisting. She let out a pain-induced whimper as He thrust His finger in and out brutally without giving her a second to adjust to the intrusion. He yanked his finger out of her lubed little pucker. Then she felt the large bulbous nozzle forcing into her. He pushed it in slowly and deep, working it in and out a few times to make sure she really felt it before He proceeded. 

She heard the click of the hose clamp as the warm water trickled into her. She started to cramp quite quickly from the liquid. She knew it was not just water. The motor whirred again as her body shifted slightly. He raised her head until it was even with His groin.  He grabbed a handful of her hair tightly and forced her head back against the post.  She let out a loud whimper as the thud resounded through the room. His cock was already hard and waiting to fill her mouth, but first He was going to relieve Himself.

His fingers wrapped around his engorged cock and aimed it at her face. A heavy stream of urine then shot forth, splattering over her face, soaking into the blindfold and dripping off her skin. He yanked her hair again. Her mouth opened to yelp but was quickly flooded with the yellow fluid. The wet gurgling sound stopped as she tried to close her mouth. He yanked again as He bathed her face and hair in the rest of His piss. When the stream tapered off to a faint trickle, He shoved His entire cock down her throat with a single thrust. It was not about her comfort or enjoyment. It was about His punishment of her body and mind. 

She gagged around Him as He used her mouth. There was no feeling in His actions. It was no more than using her to get off, as He would use a synthetic toy. She tried to be pleasing. She sucked softly as He pumped His cock in and out of her mouth. He quickly swatted her cheek with His hand as He continued to fuck her mouth. He knew how she loved to please Him, not being allowed would hurt her more than a brutal beating.

Mekelu groaned around His swollen cock. Her stomach churned as the painful cramps rippled through her. Her stomach was distended as the liquid emptied slowly into her helpless body and only two-thirds of the liquid had drained from the container. She was already in agony and she knew it was far from over. She felt His cock throbbing, alerting her that He was about to cum. She loved it so much when He would cum in or on her.  He withdrew quickly as He grunted. He stroked His cock furiously. She figured He would shoot it on her face or body. She awaited the warm liquid to coat her skin but it never happened. He let out a loud growl as He milked the thick ropes of cum from His shaft, letting them land on the floor.

She let out a disappointed sigh as she heard Him move away from her. He increased the flow of the liquid into her, adding something new to it. It stung immensely as it flooded her bowels. She squirmed as it felt like liquid fire rushing into her body. He remained silent as He worked. She heard Him readying something else but the sounds were too indistinct for her to tell just what it was. It seemed like an eternity that she hung there. Finally, the last of the liquid had flowed into her, leaving her stomach swollen painfully. 

He returned to Mekelu and removed the nozzle. It was quickly replaced with a large inflatable butt plug. He pumped it up until she groaned softly. He stopped for a moment before giving the ball a couple more squeezes. She felt as if she was about to be ripped in two from the large insertion. The motor clicked on and her body was returned to the upright position. He ran His hand over her taut belly and gave it a push. She let out a whimper as the liquid inside her churned.

He unfastened the restraints that held her on the cross. She weakly fell into His arms. He carried her body over to the large modified steel table across the room. He laid her upper body on it face down, quickly securing her wrists first. The teeth on the clamps that held her nipples bit in harder as they were mashed against the table. Her feet still touched the floor. He lifted one leg up, placed it on the lower level of the table, and secured her ankle. Then the other leg was put into place. Her stomach was pushed hard against the cold flat metal, causing even greater discomfort.

He looked at her body for a moment. He knew that she still deserved great pain for what she had done. He hated to do it to her but she had to learn. He moved to the shelved wall of toys and selected one of the largest vibrators. It was a thick red pearl rabbit. He also grabbed the leather whip with metal barbs at the end. He returned to her prone body. He laid the whip down on the table and held the vibe in his hand. He set the controls before plunging it deep into her juicy pussy. She jumped as she felt the beads inside it twisting as it vibrated against her inner walls. The little protrusion nestled against her clit, quickly causing it to throb with desire.

Her voice filled the room with each delicate little whimper that was produced. Her body shook so slightly it almost went unnoticed. Her Master then picked up the leather whip and began to strike her soft pale flesh. The sound of the leather slicing through the air gave way to the sharp slap against her skin. She cried out loudly. Her tears were welcomed during punishment. He struck her unguarded flesh again and again. A myriad of thin red welts arose on her newly marred flesh. He ran his hand over the work of art He had created. Her body trembled at His touch. The heat was incredible. Her body teetered on the verge of an intense orgasm. 

He reached down and turned the vibrator off. Her clit pulsed still from the stimulation. She wanted so badly to cum but she knew better. That would be cause for more punishment and she did not want to anger Him further. He watched her breathing slow as she calmed down a bit. He placed his hand against the small of her back and pushed down. He could see her body strain as the pain rippled through her. Again, the vibrator switched on fully as he began to work it roughly in and out of her tender cunt. She moaned loudly as the agony of her fullness washed away any pleasure she would have received.

He was delighted to see how her body trembled from His punishing touch. She tried to squirm but His large hand held her tightly in place as He continued to fuck the toy in and out rapidly. She began to sob as His thrusts became stronger. More than ever, she longed for the gentleness of His touch. She knew that she never should have displeased Him to begin with. Whatever was in the solution He used made her cramp even more. 

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she lay there helplessly. She could not even feel anymore. Her body and mind were growing numb to it. She could hear her heart pounding in her head. Every beat of it seemed to grow louder. Finally, the assault on her body stopped. Again, the stinging kiss of the whip caressed her flesh. She bit down hard on her lower lip as she fought back the sobs. She could feel it beating down on her soft skin again and again. 

She felt a trickle of blood ooze down her cheek and to her thigh. He stopped immediately. The gash wept a thin stream of crimson over her flesh. He had decided she had endured enough of the whip for now. He laid the whip and toy aside for a few moments. Almost an hour of the excruciating pain of being overly filled had passed.  Master began to unfasten her restraints. Her legs were wobbly and asleep. Each touch to them felt like the tiny pricks of 1000 burning needles in her flesh. He helped her to her feet, leaving her blindfolded the entire time. He guided her to the corner. 

There sat a potty chair. Cuffs dangled on the steel frame of it, allowing Him to keep her restrained even while expelling the concoction that churned inside her. He released the air from the butt plug before letting her sit. Both legs and her left wrist were secured before He allowed her to remove the plug from her abused little ass. As soon as it slipped free, she was told to drop it to the right of her. She did so and was quickly cuffed. Her flesh burned as a torrent of foul smelling water and excrement left her. He quietly exited the room, leaving her sitting there to relieve herself. 

It was about half an hour before He returned to her. Her head hung down slightly. The torture had taken a lot out of her so far but it was still not over yet. He approached her body. The sound of each footstep rang through the chamber. He released her from the cuffs and again helped her up. She was lead over to a small shower stall in the opposite corner. He placed a bar of lye soap in her hand and tended to the water. She knew what was expected. Once she was inside, she was to wash herself completely, only removing the blindfold just long enough to wash beneath it. 

He gave her a slight nudge and she stepped into the shower. He closed the curtain behind her. The water was ice cold. Her warm flesh ached as the frigid water washed over it. He prepared the utensils for His next transition. She quickly scrubbed herself clean and returned the blindfold to its proper position.  Even the smell of the soap was more welcome than the acrid scent of stale urine that had tainted every breath. She sat the soap down and fumbled for the facet handles. She turned off the water and opened the curtain. 

Her skin was covered in goose bumps and her nipples had swollen from the cold. The steel weights slapped against her lightly with each step she took, sending small shivers through her. He did not allow her to dry off. Her body remained cold and wet as He guided her back toward the box. It was a large steel box shaped frame to which He could attach her and attack her body from any angle. Before He allowed her to move any, further He pushed her body forward slightly. Her hands reached out, searching for something to steady herself. She grabbed the edges of the large table before her. His fingers parted her cheeks as He gazed down at her gaping hole. It remained stretched from the plug. He took a slightly larger, vibrating inflatable butt plug and pressed the slender tip slowly into her. She let out a loud groan as it soon filled her abused ass. 

He then began to restrain her once again. Her body was helplessly displayed before Him. He hefted a 30-inch whip. He took His stance in front of her naked body and began to lay out each planned out blow to her breasts. She yelped loudly as the material bit into her flesh. She flinched with every strike. The tears began to flow steadily again as He continued to whip her breasts. The fleshy globes bounced with each touch of the whip and each sob that followed, causing the weight to swing and pull even more. 

The whip danced over her skin. Each caress brought forth an aria of cries. The patchwork of thin, red welts lifted from her skin. It was a beautiful site. He feasted on it, deciding where each strike would land in this mural of pain. He took a step back to admire His work. He reached over and began to squeeze the ball pump. It inflated past where the other had stretched her. She whimpered softly as it forced her muscles to accept its unyielding mass. He then moved around to the right side of her, beginning a new series of strikes against her flesh. Her milky white flesh was now streaked with crimson from the whip's caress. 

He made His way around her body, making sure all sides possessed a bright glow. Tears trickled down her cheeks as she thought about His disappointment. It was not the punishment that hurt her so deeply as much as knowing she had let Him down. He decided that she finally had enough of the whip and began to unfasten her from the frame. It was back to the cold steel table for Mekelu. He had one more task at hand before He would let her rest for the night.

She was returned to her previous position, upper body resting on the flat metal tabletop, kneeling on the lower ledge. The cool surface eased the ache of the welts slightly. She was secured in place for just a moment before He began to move the plug back and forth in her stretched anal cavity. He started to force the thick toy out without deflating it. Her muscles were straining to prevent it. She let out a loud shriek as He pulled it. He deflated it only slightly and managed to wiggle it free. 

He began to pump it in and out of her roughly. Her entire body pitched forward with each invasion and pull back with each withdrawal. Once He was satisfied with how far her sphincter had stretched, He stopped. The butt plug was deflated and slid out with ease. He walked over to the shelves again and retrieved the little electric "mouth". It was a small suction/vibration toy that simulated oral sex. He knew that Mekelu would fight with all that was in her not to cum. This in itself was the best torture. 

He placed the lips of the toy firmly around her clit and gave the ball a few squeezes. It locked onto her tightly. He then turned it on high. She let out a little moan as the synthetic tongue lapped at her clit in a fevered pace. A shiver ran through her body as she felt a rush of cold gel inside her abused ass. It was almost a soothing feel. Her entire body tensed as she heard the snapping of rubber. She knew what was to come. 

Master put a gloved hand on her cheek. The other rubbed more of the icy lubricant on her gaping ass. Once it was lubed to His liking, He forced three fingers deep inside her. She let out a loud painful groan as He thrust in and out hard. Then a forth finger was added. She wanted to scream. The pain was so intense from the burning liquid added to the enema and the plugs that had been inside her. She sobbed loudly as He continued. Within minutes, He had forced His entire hand into her anal cavity. Her body shuddered and shook as she fought to endure it. 

Thankfully, the pain made it easier to ignore the device attacking her clit. He began to punch His fist in as deep as He could. Each thrust forced a whimper or sob from her throat. He watched patiently as her pussy began to leak its precious juices. It was really taking its toll on her. He continued as her body writhed. He knew she was on the brink of breaking down. A cruel smile crossed His lips as He waited. He knew just how much she could take before she would lose the battle. 

"Cum NOW" He commanded in a stern voice. 

Mekelu did just as He commanded. Her body quivered as a flood of warm juices flooded from her underused pussy. Her pain filled sounds turned to sounds of lust as she moaned loudly. The sound of His voice made her forget about all of the pain. He continued to punch deep into her ass. Once the orgasm subsided, He withdrew His fist. He took the gloves off and tossed them in the trashcan near the door. She could hear Him moving around again now. 

"Do not cum until I return little one... If you disobey Me this time… it will be much worse," He said with His hand on the door handle. 

"Yes Master" she softly whimpered.

The door closed behind Him as He disappeared, leaving her alone in the chamber. Only time would tell if she could make Him proud. He knew deep down in His heart she would always do her best to please Him. After all, if she did not He would not have made her His.

