FemDom Story – My New Boss Lady
by Lobster
I am a young man at the age of twenty five. I live, on my own, in a luxurious apartment in a small town in New York. I’m (sometimes literally) completely tied up at my work as informatics specialist for a small firm that sells relation gifts. I started there three years ago, having just graduated from college. As you will notice further on, the start was all but easy, but as time passed, I adjusted myself to the situation perfectly. At the moment I wouldn’t change jobs for the world, being happy in my current way of life. Let me tell you how it all started.
Having just graduated as IT specialist at a renown college, I answered some ads in the newspaper. I was already living alone for three years, paying my expenses by working as a waiter after college hours. The third day following my writings, a woman called me. She was very interested in my application and invited me to visit her company for an interview. I gladly accepted, and the next morning I entered her office in a big building, where her firm occupied the three top floors.
“Hello, mr. Jones. Happy to meet you, won’t you sit down please?”
I took the seat in front of her desk and sat on it. We shook hands and she offered me a cup of coffee, which I accepted. She introduced herself as being the senior manager of the firm, although she couldn’t have been older than thirty. Her name was Irene Bogart. The company’s business was then explained, and she finished by describing the job I was applying for. There were three servers, serving about forty pc’s. The job implied maintaining the entire network, both hardware and software, and functioning as a helpdesk for all users. It seemed quite a challenge to me, and I reacted in a very enthusiastic way.
“You will get a company car, plus expenses. Your yearly wage will be, ehm …” she looked in a book for a minute “300,000$. Well, mr. Jones, what do you say?”
I sat there stunned, surprised by the enormous offer. After a minute of silence I responded : “Yes, madam, I would be honoured to accept the job. When do I start ?”
“How about right away? Here’s your contract : please hand me a signed copy.”, she replied, shoving two copies of an already made up contract towards me. “By the way : you don’t mind working for female superiors, do you?”
“Absolutely not, madam,” I answered, “I would love to work for you, mrs. Bogart.” I read the first page of the quite voluminous contract, then quickly moved to the last page, and signed it. As I handed the signed copy over, she pushed a buzzer on her desk, and another young woman entered.
She approached me, and we shook hands. “Welcome to our firm, mr. Jones. I’m Jenny Fierce, Irene’s secretary. She handed me a sheet of paper, on which an organigram was printed. “Please locate the positions carefully : the hierarchy in the firm is very precious to all of us.”
I studied the paper for a while, then I noticed my position, completely at the bottom. What I also noticed was that all superior posts were manned by women. I looked a little puzzled, then shook up in surprise, as mrs. Bogart ordered me to strip. “Ok, so much for the introductions, now strip, boy!”
“I … I beg your pardon, ma’am?”, I studdered.
“You heard me right, strip!”, she repeated. “Jenny, read the ‘special part’ of his contract, so he’ll understand what he’s in for.”
Her secretary took the signed copy, and began reading from page 10.
“The employee will be at full disposal to all superiors, body and mind, and this at all times wanted by his superiors. He will submit to every wish or command instantly, without questioning the orders. He will address them as Mistress or Master. His superiors may use or abuse him at their own free will, be it as punishment or for mere pleasure. His wages may be cut as punishment to the limit of the minimum in the branch. The contract cannot be broken for the term of at least one year ; afterwards it can be revised in dual accordance. Now strip, slave!”, she added, smashing her hand on my already red cheek.
I couldn’t believe what I had heard, but started taking off my clothes anyway. How could this have happened? What was I all in for? Soon I stood, wearing only my shorts, my head down, not daring to face the women. Jenny made this last piece of dignity fall down by cutting it in two with a pair of scissors.
“Now kneel down and kiss my feet, slave!”, she ordered. Stunned as I was, I did as I was told. I kissed the high heeled pumps and, not knowing what to do after, kept my lips on her toe. After a minute or so she pushed my head up with her foot.
Mrs. Bogart looked at me with an amused smile. “Well now, Jack, how does the job look like now? I’m sure we’ll have a real good time, and in time I’m sure you’ll learn to appreciate it. Now have you understood the rules properly?”
“I … I guess so, ma’am, I … I mean Mistress.”
“That’s better. You seem to learn real quickly. Now for your work outfit : put these on.”
She handed me a leather collar, to which a leash was attached. i fitted it around my neck, and Jenny locked it at the back. Then She helped me put on leather wristlets and anklets, which were also locked permanently.
“Well, that’ll do for now. Jenny, will you put him on the intro post, then we can introduce our new employee to the staff. You just do exactly as told, Jack.”, She ordered as she stood up and walked to the door. Jenny took my leash, and ordered me to follow Her on all fours. She took me to a lower floor, using a private elevator. To my relief we didn’t encounter any other employees. We then went to a meeting room, where She attached my wristlets to my collar. Then i was told to stand straight in the middle of the table. i crawled onto the table and took my position in the middle. i noticed i was standing on a small round platform. As She studied my body thoroughly the minutes passed by, until a buzzer sounded.
“Now you keep that exact position until told otherwise, you hear?”, She said.
“Yes, i will, Mistress.”, i replied.
“Good boy. “ She pushed a button, and i felt the platform i was standing on move upward. Scared, i looked up, and saw the ceiling opening up above me. Slowly i moved up and up, through the ceiling, and through a hole in another conference table. When i stopped, i was standing in the middle of the new table, which was occupied by twenty young women. Inspecting my exposed body, a loud murmur sounded, as they commented my appearance. i stood there motionless, my face redder than a tomato.
Mrs. Bogart knocked on the table with a small wooden hammer, and all sound hushed immediately.
“Well, ladies, may I introduce our new IT specialist. His name is Jack, but we’ll rename him soon enough. He has signed up for at least one year, and has agreed to be at our disposal at all times. I knew he would join our team the minute I read his application : it showed his submissiveness quit clearly. Now Jack, you turn around slowly, so we can all observe you properly.”
i started turning around, moving my feet slowly beside each other. i still didn’t dare to face anyone. i wondered what she meant : my submissiveness showed instantly in my application letter? When i had made three ‘pirouettes’, Mrs. Bogart ordered me at her feet. i got to my knees, and crawled towards Her, then left the table and knelt down beside Her.
“Now lay over my lap!”, She commanded. i stood up and bent over her legs. She took my limp prick, and put it between her knees, pressing them close together. In all my ashamedness i felt my penis hardening, although i didn’t feel aroused at all.
“Now, for your previous hesitating at your first orders, you will receive a spanking from all of us. Ten slaps each, ladies.”, She announced, slapping my ass with her bare hand. She used real force spanking my bottom, which soon turned red and felt very hot. After her ten slaps, She ordered me to thank Her, then to go to the next lady. i got back to my knees, and thanked Her, saying : “Thank you, Mistress, for your punishment.”
She then slapped me in the face and pointed to the lady next to Her. i crawled onto her lap, and She also pressed my penis, which was almost fully erect, between her knees. i got her ten slaps and thanked Her too, then got to the next Mistress. After i had received the two hundred spankings, i was told to stand against the wall, near the corner, facing the wall, and exposing my burning ass to them. my wrists were still fastened to my collar. The women commented their spankings and their effect on my sour cheeks. After ten minutes i was told to turn around again to face my superiors. my still stiff prick showed a feeling of excitement, though i didn’t really feel aroused at all at that moment.
“Jenny,” Mrs. Bogart said to her secretary, who had also entered the room, “will you give him a shave please? He’ll look much cleaner then.” Mistress Jenny approached me, carrying a bowl with water, a razor blade and a can of foam. i was told to spread my legs widely.
“Now don’t you move, boy, or accidents might happen.”, She said smiling, as She foamed my crotch. i stood as still as i could as She cut off all my pubic hair. i felt even more exposed than i already was. She also shaved my legs and chest, and even the hair under my armpits was removed. When She had finished, She ordered me to turn around again, and shaved my bottom and the cleavage between my ass cheeks as well. i felt naked as a new born baby, as i had to face the crowd again.
“Well, Jack, you look much better now. Just keep it that way at all times, you hear?”, Mistress Jenny said.
“Yes, Mistress, i will, Mistress.”, i humbly replied.
“Now go stand on the table again, and show yourself to us in your new look.”
She slapped my ass once more, and i got back onto the table. Standing in the middle i slowly turned around and around. my prick had long gone limp again, and some of the women commented the mere two inches laughing aloud.
“Jack,” Mrs.Bogart said, “your new name will be snail. Now I want you to proclaim your submittance to us in a very appropriate way. Get on your knees and give us your speech!”, She ordered.
i got down on my knees, and thought for a little while, trying to make up a declaration that would be satisfactory enough to Them, then i started speaking .
“Dear Mistresses, i, snail, being your employee as IT specialist, hereby offer my mind and body to You to use or abuse as You wish. i am honoured to be enabled to serve You All, and will do so at my very best. You can dispose of me fully at all times, as long as i am under contract. Your punishments will be received with gratitude, and i will wear your marks with pride. Please, dear Mistresses, accept my humble submittance to your dominance and ownership, and let me be your slave.”
A loud applause sounded in the conference room. “Very, very well done, snail.”, Mrs. Bogart reacted. “You seem even better than I thought you would. Now get down and kiss all feet, to acknowledge your submittance.”
i got down from the table and started kissing all women’s feet. After each kiss, i said :”Your slave at your disposal, Mistress.” All women rewarded me with a slap on the ass. When i had completed the round, Mistress Irene unfastened my arms and took me by the leash. i followed Her out the room on all fours, as She started taking me on a company tour. By this time my prick stood out firmly again, as my humiliation increased my arousement after all. Somehow – though i had never known it myself – this was a fulfilling of a fantasy, that must have been in my mind, probably well hidden. On the tour, followed by the entire group, we encountered other women, whom i had to pledge my submittance to by kissing their feet and proclaiming my disposal to them. Even the girls in the production hall, who packed the gifts to be sent to the customers were announced my Mistresses. The job as IT specialist seemed a very high position in this firm indeed. In the warehouse i saw the first other male employees. They were hanging on chains from the ceiling, their bodies showing many marks from endured whippings. They were also clean shaved : even their heads were bald. Their legs were spread apart by a steel bar, and a heavy looking iron ball was hanging from their balls. Through their nipples metal rings were pierced, and from these other weights hung down.
“Meet your colleagues, snail. This is turd,” she whipped his crotch, “and this is piggy.” The second man got a lash on his prick too. “They didn’t get to their amount last week, so that’s why they’re punished. Just keep it in mind : they’re hanging here for three days now. Tomorrow they can get back to work.”
I shuddered at the thought of hanging there for so long. They looked exhausted and terribly thirsty.
Two of the ladies started whipping both men again over their entire bodies. They also lifted the iron balls, just to let them drop, causing screams of pain. i felt sorry for the men, but the same time realised that i would be in the very same position some day anyway. After ten minutes the torturing stopped, and we left the warehouse. i noticed that all women were wearing a short whip at their sides : it seemed part of a uniform. As i followed Mistress Irene, sometimes someone would lash my back or bottom, though the lashes were not very painful. my erection didn’t fade anyhow, as i was led into the computer room.
“Well, this is your territory, snail.”, Mistress Irene said. “Now check out the network : there seem to be some problems at some stations. There’s your seat : don’t leave it without permission. If you think you must, call Jenny : she’ll be your direct superior.” She pointed towards a chair with a spiked seat. In the middle a huge ribbed dildo was placed. i put myself onto it, slowly descending, and filling my ass with the cock. As i lowered myself my sphincter hurt like hell, and as i reached the bottom, my sour ass was stained by the spikes. Mistress Jenny then placed a leather lace around my balls, and tug it tight. This She then attached to the chair, so i was literally pinned to it.
“Well, have a nice day, snail. I’ll be in every hour to sharpen up your eagerness for work.”, Mistress Jenny said, whipping my nipples. “We’ll adjust your uniform later. Bye now.” Another lash hit my fierce dick.
“Thank you, Mistress.”, i said. All women left the room, leaving me alone to do my job.
i logged into the main server and started the system check-up. my guts were tormented by the impaled dildo, and my ass was hot as a pepper ; still my erection kept standing, as my balls were also stained by the spiked seat. How could all this be happening, i thought. It didn’t seem real at all, but here i sat, stuck on a chair, completely submitted to a bunch of dominant women, and my excitement kept growing. There seemed absolutely no way out, for They had complete control over me now. i saw a video camera pointed at me, recording all my actions. Feeling observed, i resumed the check-up, and soon found where some problems were situated. i could solve some from where i was sitting ; for others i would have to go to the site itself. i noted where i would have to go to, to do that later, when Mistress Jenny had returned.
After half an hour the door opened, and a young girl entered. Being no older than eighteen, She approached me and sat on my desk in front of me. “So, snail, you’re the new helpdesk, hey?”
“Yes, Mistress.”, i answered, wondering what she was up to.
“Well then, help me.”, She said, lifting her skirt, revealing her naked crotch. She pulled my head forward, and i started licking her labia and clit. While i kept to my new work, She whipped my back constantly. After ten minutes of licking and kissing her pussy, She came, screaming loudly of pleasure. Then She made me lick her clean and drink all of her juices. After i had finished, She pushed me away.
“Thank you, Mistress,” i said humbly, “for feeding me your delicious nectar. i’m still at your service, Mistress.”
“My pleasure, but I got to get back to work. Nice to have met you, helpdesk. I’ll come around again.”, She said, whipping my nipples once more. Then She left, closing the door behind her. I looked into the camera for a second, then got back to the system.
When Mistress Jenny entered, i had to report my work, and then She released the lace from the chair. It stayed around my balls though, as She ordered me off the chair. i gladly released myself from the work post, and quickly knelt down beside Her. She took my leash and i followed her out the door. We went all the way down the hall, then entered the canteen. It was filled with girls and young women, chattering loudly. i was ordered up a small stage, and told to stand up, facing the audience. Mistress Jenny then attached my wristlets to iron bolts on the wall, spreading my arms wide above my head.
“Well, now let’s do something about that stupid thing down there.”, She said, rubbing her whip over my still stiff penis. “You’re not supposed to be so excited on the job.” She started whipping my prick very hard, causing it to grow limp in no time. A big applause sounded in the canteen, as She kept on lashing my naked, bald crotch. Tears began to roll down my cheeks, and a few yelps escaped my throat. The enslavement might be enjoyable enough, but the extreme pain certainly wasn’t.
“Shut up, you whimp!”, She warned me. “or I’ll really start hurting you. Can anyone give me a hand?”, she asked the public. Immediately two women joined us on the stage.
“Let’s get his feet up.”, Mistress Jenny proposed. First my left leg, then my right were attached to the same rings as my arms, thus letting me hang from the wall in a very awkward position. my ass as well as my crotch were on display completely, open for any new torture. This didn’t take very long to start, as one of the women entered my ass with the handle of a cat ‘o nine tails. She pushed it deep inside in one rough movement, leaving the lashes hanging as a tail. The other woman put sharp, heavy clamps on my nipples, pulling at them and twisting them a couple of times. Then They stepped aside, as Mistress Jenny approached me with a wooden paddle. The crowd started clapping as She spanked my ass, prick and balls, stimulating Her to keep on. My body was now covered in sweat and tears, and i couldn’t keep myself from screaming. Sometimes She would hit the cat in my ass, causing it to enter still deeper, then exiting a little again. After fifteen minutes, She asked someone to take over, “until the prick shuts up!”, She added.
A young girl came to me, carrying a leather strap. She started lashing my lower parts with it instantly, causing a different, sharper pain than the paddle. i kept on screaming, as She proceeded my torture. The audience was still encouraging her with the rhythmic clapping. After another fifteen minutes She was replaced by yet another girl, who handled a cat ‘o nine tails to make the punishment last. When She had lashed me a hundred times my screams had turned into gurgling, and She stopped. My legs were then released, but my wrists remained locked to the wall.
“Thank you, Mistresses, for your kind treatment. i hope You enjoyed it, and i still am totally at your disposal, Mistresses.”, i decided it proper to thank Them, if only to avoid further torture.
“You bet you are, slave!”, Mistress Jenny said. “But now let’s get back to work, ladies.” She released my arms, as the canteen ran empty. i dropped back to my knees, and Mistress Jenny led me back to the hall, me still wearing the tail and the nipple clamps. We went to the first work post where i had to check the network connection. Here i met the next male employee, who was seated on and attached to a similar chair as mine. He was also stark naked and completely clean shaven. From his nipple rings two weights hung down, and i noticed a metal ring around his balls, one in the top of his shaft, and one in his navel.
i disconnected the network connector from the computer and immediately noticed that there were some loose wires. “Excuse me, Mistress, but i’ll need a toolbox to weld the wiring.”, i said.
“Well, go get it then, snail, and on the double!”, She replied.
“Yes, Mistress.”, i answered, and quickly left the room, still on all fours. i found the toolbox in the computer room, and speeded back to Mistress Jenny. As i got back, i saw Her riding the other man, her hands pulling at his nipple weights as if they were reins. The man’s face was one painful grimace. i took to the welding, as She made out with him. After She came twice, he had to lick Her clean, and thank Her for her gift.
She then attached his stiff prick to the ring in his navel, apparently causing new pain.i reconnected the connector after having repaired it, and the computer worked ok again. The man logged in and continued his input job. i followed Mistress Jenny to the next post, where a woman was working. She was also completely nude, and impaled on a similar chair as mine, except this one had two dildos on it. Her clean shaven pussy revealed a ring in her clit and both her labia. The clit ring was attached to the chair, just beside the dildo in her vagina. She also wore nipple rings, of which weights hung down. Her head hair was not removed, but all other was. i heard a humming noise, and realised the dildos were vibrating inside her holes. Sweat was pouring down her body, as she kept on coming. How could she ever work like that?, i wondered, as i checked the connector. It seemed to be in perfect order, so the problem had to be elsewhere.
i crawled under the woman’s desk, and opened the floor case. In there the plug was not properly entered, so i pushed it in. Then i checked her computer, and soon got back on-line. As i knelt between the woman’s legs, i felt her vibrating heat flowing to my body.
“Snail,” Mistress Jenny said, “this is Mary. Though she is our slave too, she still is your superior. Now you give her some more satisfaction, and then clean the chair. Now get to it!”, She commanded, whipping my back. i turned around and buried my head between her thighs. Her crotch was streaming wet already, as i started licking her cunt, the best i could for she was still impaled on the dildos. Orgasm after orgasm followed, until she finally half fainted. Her spasms continued as i cleaned out her cunt with my tongue. After i had finished, i thanked them both, saying : “Thank you, Mistress Jenny, for letting me taste Mistress Mary’s wonderful liquor.”
“That reminds me,” Mistress Jenny said, “come here, snail, and drink my liquor.”
i crawled over to her, and She fed me her cunt. It was obvious noone around the firm wore any panties, as She shot her urine down my throat. i kept swallowing as i tried not to spill a drop. It tasted very salty, but fortunately it didn’t smell too much. As i licked Her clean too, i noticed She also was wearing rings in her clit and labia. Would She have been enslaved before too, i wondered. She must have guessed my thoughts, as She said : “Now don’t get any funny ideas, snail. It’s mere for pleasure. You have no idea what difference it makes being ringed while making love : it gives immense orgasms. Now let’s get to the last post!” She whipped my back as She pulled at my leash. Mary was still too far away to get to work, as the dildos inside her kept on humming. We left the room, and took the stairs to the top floor. Climbing the stairs was quite difficult on ‘all threes’, as i was carrying the toolbox in my left hand.
In the hallway on the top floor a row of women stood on each side, all holding a birch. Guessing what was to come, i moved out in front of Mistress Jenny, and crawled forward between the women, all the time being birched on my back and bottom. All women used real force hitting my sour backside, and welt after welt soon appeared on my skin. As I reached the end of the hall, Mistress Jenny called me. “Oh, I’m sorry, snail, but we have to be on this side.”, She said, laughing loudly. Disappointed i turned back, and received the same treatment once more. When i had rejoined Mistress Jenny, i had to thank Them All for the treatment. Then we entered a room where the third computer had to be reconnected. Here we found another man pinned upon a chair. After i had fixed the link, i was forced to give the man a blow job, as a reward for the work done. Whose reward it was She didn’t say, but i wasn’t keen on doing it a bit. Nevertheless i obediently knelt between his thighs and took his shaft into my mouth. While i ate his cock, Mistress Jenny was whipping my back once more. i ran my lips up and down his big instrument, sometimes choking as he entered my throat. It lasted and lasted, but the man didn’t come. After half an hour i understood why, as Mistress Jenny commanded :”Allright, turtle, come now!”. The minute She spoke the words turtle shot his enormous load of hot semen into my throat. He kept spurting for almost five full minutes ; then i licked him clean. All the while my back was under Mistress Jenny’s whip, and it felt on fire.
“Well, that’s it for today, I think. Goodbye, turtle, have a nice night.” She took my leash and escorted me back to the lower floor. There i replaced the toolbox and then followed Mistress Jenny to Mistress Irene.
The women chatted silently, as Mistress Irene inspected my body.
“Well, snail, do you still like the job?”, She asked.
“Mistress, i must thank You for revealing my hidden fantasies, although the extreme pain sometimes seems unbearable. i still am very happy to be at your service, and will gladly try to fulfil your wishes, dear Mistress.” i kissed her feet.
“Well, you’ll learn to bear the pain, and eventually love it. But now, let’s get your initiation finished. Follow me.” She slapped my ass with my leash and pulled at it. We went back into the canteen, where all women from the previous session seemed to have returned. i was put back onto the stage, this time spread eagled, and facing the crowd. The clamps still clung to my nipples.
“Ladies!”, Mistress Irene spoke, “Ladies, our little snail here has just announced he’s very happy at his job, so let’s get him really ready. His back looks beautiful, but this chest looks too clean to me, don’t you agree?” A loud approving murmur sounded. “Ok, let’s get at it, Jenny.”, She proceeded, handing her colleague a birch, taking one Herself too. Then the twosome started birching my frontside in full earnest, under the loud applause of their audience. Soon my frontside was buried under welts, as was my backside.
Then Mistress Irene took off the nipple clamps, causing more extreme pain, as the blood re-entered the hurting nipples. “Now Jenny, give me the rings.”, She said.
Mistress Jenny took two large steel rings from a rack, and handed them over. Then She pulled my left nipple far forward. Mistress Irene then pierced the nipple with the ring, and closed the ring with a click. It hurt like hell, but They repeated the action on my right nipple as well. Then a small ring was pierced into my navel. That was a lot less painful, but i knew what was still to come. The lace around my balls was now replaced with a steel ring, to which several small ears were attached. It pressed my testicles very close together, and as the ring was shut They seemed to explode. The last ring was then entered through the head of my cock, and tears again floated over my face, as Mistress Irene pierced my penis.
“There, that looks a lot better. But we’re not finished yet. Jenny, shave his head. Jane, you get the iron hot. Pam, you get the tattoo set.”
Get the iron hot, I thought, jeezes, are They really going to brand me? i was in no position to argue, so They could do whatsoever to me anyway.
Mistress Jenny soon had my head completely bald. Now Mistress Irene used the tattoo needle around my nipples. On the left side it said : ’Slave to all women’ ; on the right : ‘Property of Mistress Irene’.
Then She wrote just below my belly button : ‘slave snail, abuse to amuse’.
As She handed the needle to Mistress Jenny, Mistress Jane handed Her the branding iron. Mistress Irene held it in front of my eyes. Tears sprang out of them from the heat, as i saw the iron, containing an italic ‘I’ (for Irene, i supposed) and a whip. Then She held it against my skin, just beside my dick, and pushed hard on it. The smell of burning flesh rose from my crotch, and the sizzering sound could be heard through the entire canteen. i screamed out aloud, as the iron forced its way into my flesh deeper and deeper.
When She removed the iron, Mistress Jane was told to heat it again. i couldn’t believe my ears : wasn’t it enough already? But, without speaking, Mistress Irene and Mistress Jenny now released my legs, to reattach them to the bolts on which my arms clung. Once more i hung there in the same undesirable position. Soon Mistress Jane returned with the reheated iron, and Mistress Irene branded it on my left ass cheek. i screamed again, as my flesh burnt away.
“There, now you’re ready for us, snail.”, She said, as She removed the iron.
Leaving me hanging as i was, Mistress Jenny then attached weights to my nipple rings, and a heavy iron ball onto the ring around my testicles. As She dropped the ball, i screamed out once more. She gave the ball a swing, so it kept on swaying back and forth for a while, all the while hurting my balls severely. Next She pulled my tail out, only to push it in deeper than it had been already. She repeated this five times, causing my ass to hurt like hell. Then all ladies stepped down from the stage, and took a seat in front of it.
“Well, snail,” Mistress Irene said, “you look real nice, hanging there. I guess we’ll leave you like that for another while. Now, any more ladies want to have some fun?”, She asked the public.
Many cheering shouts “Yes, me!” sounded round the canteen.
“Well ok, you can all have your turn. Let the youngest begin.”, my Owner said.
Ten girls and young women lined up to have their way with me. The first one came over and admired the branding on my ass, rubbing it gently. Then She pulled at my cock ring, to attach it to my navel. Under her touches my penis soon grew hard again, for all to see. The iron ball pulled my balls down, forcing them to stick out forward invitingly. The girl then took a small paddle, and started slapping my testicles with it over and over again. My balls soon turned purple as She kept on beating them. i moaned in pain, as tears ran down my cheeks once again. At the count of fifty She stopped, and i thanked Her studdering. “Th … thank y … you, Mistress, for your k … kind t … treatment.”
As She stepped down, another girl came towards me, carrying a handful of clothespins. She applied all twenty of them to my erect prick, causing stains of pain at each touch. Then She took a big wooden paddle and began slapping my tormented ass with it. my tail was frequently hit, each time being pushed deeper into my guts. She also stopped at fifty, after which i thanked her as well. She left the stage, not removing the clothespins from my cock.
The next girl came over, and pulled my tail out of my ass, to shove it into my mouth. i tasted my own shit as the handle was pushed in deep. She then took a huge dildo from the shelf and mercilessly shoved it up my ass. When it got in as deep as possible, She switched it on. The dildo vibrated forcefully in my guts, and gave me a strange, but not entirely unpleasant feeling. The girl then removed the clothespins one by one, at each release producing a new stain in my cock. When all pins were removed, She placed a large clamp on my cock, covering it completely. She then attached two wires to the clamp, and two small wired clamps to both nipples and stretched testicles. Although i realised what was to come, i shook hard at the surprise of the first electric shock through my sensible body parts. The girl handled the transfo professionally, sending shocks to the different clamps in an unpredictable order. Each shock made my body shake, as the girl was clearly having the time of her life. After twenty minutes of electric torture, She removed all clamps and, after being thanked, returned to her colleagues, leaving the dildo turning in my ass, and the tail still in my mouth.
i was getting cramps in all my limbs, due to the position They kept me hanging in, as the next young woman approached me. She had brought a chair, and stood on it in front of me. She took my tail from my mouth and made me lick it clean. Then She threw it away, and straddled my shoulders. Her weight, though She was quite small, made my limbs hurt even more, as She pushed her cunt into my face. i started licking her pussy feverishly, noticing She was also ringed below. She hopped up and down, while i did my work, causing my cramps still to increase. When She had come, and i had cleaned her cunt, She jumped down.
“Thank you, Mistress, for your precious gift.”, i thanked her.
Another woman came up the stage, and put on a big double dildo. She also put a rubber on it, wearing fearful ribbles. Then She pulled the other dildo from my ass, after having switched it off. She mounted the chair and roughly penetrated my sour ass with her strap-on. The edges were very painful as She fucked me hard. She took hold of my nipple rings, and used them as reins, pulling on them very hardly. She didn’t stop until She had come twice, then i had to clean the rubber and dildo, which She pushed into my mouth, still standing. After She had taken the strap-on off, i was ordered to clean the other side as well, then her pussy, which was ringed like the others i had encountered. For this She also straddled my shoulders. When i had finished, She pushed my tail back into my tormented ass, slapping it once lightly. I also thanked Her for her treatment before She stepped down.
Mistress Jenny now stepped onto the stage. She released my legs, letting them drop one by one, to attach them below again, forcing me in a spread eagled position once more. “Thank you for your kindness, Mistress.”, i thanked Her for that.
“Well, we just want to keep you in shape, snail.”, She reacted, whipping my hard on once more. “Your excitement doesn’t seem to cease, though, does it? You were born to be a slave, snail : it shows. Any of the ladies want to go for a ride?”, She asked the remaining women in the queue. All six of them answered affirmatively. “Well, Joan, your turn now. And snail, don’t you dare to come, unless ordered. You must have noticed that rule already, and if you break it, you will endure the harshest punishment ever.”
“Yes, Mistress, i will hold myself.”
“You’d better, slave.”, the new woman warned me, as She unfastened my stiff prick. Then She climbed it, holding herself by my nipple rings, pulling them forward hardly. She rode my dick up and down, and soon began to moan, as her first orgasm came up. i had real trouble not to shoot my sperm into Her, and tried not to get too excited. Three orgasms later, She dismounted, only to straddle my shoulders, so i could lick Her clean. As She got back to her feet, i thanked Her for her caring treat.
The remaining five women all gave me the same treat, and after two hours of being fucked, i still hadn’t been allowed to come. my dick was ready to explode. Then Mistress Jenny returned to me, and released all my bonds, as well as the heavy ball on my scrotum. i knelt down beside Her, and thanked Her, kissing her feet too.
“Well, snail, you did quite well there. Now you may jerk off before everyone here, but only come on my command. Understood?”
“Yes, Mistress, i understand.”
“Well now, get started then.” i started jacking off, facing the crowd. All women had amused looks on their faces, as They observed me. Meanwhile Mistress Jenny was once again whipping my backside.
After ten minutes She ordered me to come. Only a second later i shot loads of semen onto the stage floor. About two full minutes i kept ejaculating, still being whipped. Then Mistress Jenny ordered me to lick my own sperm from the floor, and make sure i swallowed every drop. i started to lick the juices up, making the floor shine like a diamond. After i had finished, i thanked Her : “Thank you very much, Mistress, for my undeserved relief.”
She slapped my ass with her bare hand and left the stage. i just kept my kneeling position on the stage, as everyone kept observing me, waiting on Mistress Irene’s decision of what was to come next. Although my entire body hurt severely, i felt quite satisfied after my orgasm, which i had been forced to postpone for such a long time. They might even be right about getting used to the pain in time. i really loved the submissive part of my new life very much already, so the rest could very well just turn out to be bearable as well, if not even desirable. i had already noticed that my personal pain limits had constantly been moved up during this first day of enslavement and torture. i had even grown loving feelings of devotion toward Mistress Jenny and my Owner, Mistress Irene. Oh yes, Mistress Jenny had certainly been right about my being born to be a slave. i just found it strange i hadn’t noticed these inner feelings of desire before in my life, while Mistress Irene had noticed it immediately, reading my letter.
My thoughts were rudely interrupted, as my Owner pulled at my leash, forcing me off the stage, and urging me to follow Her. i did so as fast as I could, the leash being pulled forcefully. She led me back to the computer room, where i was ordered to take my seat at the main server again. i quickly complied, and Mistress Jenny, who had joined us, fastened my balls ring to the chair. Then She turned a switch at the bottom of the chair, and the dildo began to vibrate, and even to turn around inside my bowels.
“Now, snail, you are able to release this ring yourself. However, as you must have noticed earlier, all your movements are being recorded, so don’t do it unnecessary. Just dial 222, and some superior will join you, and decide what’s best. You’ll have lots of work to do tonight, but you’re allowed to sleep from 2 am till 5 am. Unless a superior needs your services of course. You will be fed around midnight, and that will be your daily dinner time. As your contract says : you’re at our disposal at all times, so keep up to it. Goodnight.”
She slapped my face, and as They left ‘my office’ i thanked them both : “Thank you, dear Mistresses, for your kindness. i hope You will have a pleasant night, Mistresses.”
The moving and humming vibrator in my ass made my dick rise again. i knew, however, that if i touched it, i would be punished severely, so i got back to work. It was past 8 pm already, and i started studying the installed software, comparing the versions on all servers and clients. It was dead silent in the room, except for the humming of the dildo, my typing and the noise of the fans inside the computers.
When i heard the door open, i noticed it was midnight already. Time had passed real fast. Two young women, one black and one caucasian and around twenty years of age, entered, Each carrying an empty plate.
“Dinner time, snail!”, the blonde one said. “Let me release you first.” She stopped the vibrator and unfastened my balls. i didn’t get up yet, waiting to be ordered to.
“Ok, get your lazy ass off that chair and get over here, shithead!”, the black woman commanded.
i hurried off my seat, and crawled over to Her. She whipped my ass several times. “Now let’s get that food prepared.”, She said, taking off her skirt, and revealing her beautiful, clean shaven cunt, again wearing three rings. She handed me her plate, which i was to hold in front of my face. Then She put her ass above it, and began to fill it with her faeces. She produced five enormous, hot smelling turds. Then i was ordered to clean her ass, which i naturally did with my tongue. As She was clean, i had to put down the plate, and eat her shit, doggy-like. Of course i obeyed, and swallowed turd after turd, choking on each bite. When i had cleaned the plate, happy i had finished it all, the blonde replaced it with her filled plate. First i had to clean her ass, and then, without having to be ordered, i started on her faeces. When i had finished the second plate, i felt horribly sick, and would have loved to vomit, but kept all their shit inside.
“Thank you, Mistress, for feeding me your lovely products.”, i thanked Them anyway.
“Now it’s time for a drink, don’t you think?”, the black woman said. She pushed her cunt into my face, and i quickly covered it with my mouth. Soon She shot her hot piss into my throat, and i had trouble to swallow it all in time. “There, rinse that dirty mouth of yours!”, She added. The blonde was once again whipping my back at the same time. As She had emptied her bladder, i licked her pussy clean. Then She took my leash and urged me ahead of Her, into the hall. We entered the staircase, and started descending, my purple ass being whipped all the time. We kept going down past the company’s floors, and didn’t stop until we got to the ground floor. “Time to go for a walk, snail.”, the black woman said. We entered the main entrance hall, where noone was around, except a security agent. He didn’t look the least surprised seeing me crawling naked on a leash. “Evening, ladies. Going out tonight?”, he greeted us.
“Yes, time do do the dog, John.”, the blonde answered.
“Well, have a good time. The weather’s nice enough, just see to it you don’t meet any dog catchers.”
They all burst out in laughter, then we went out the front door. Looking around suspiciously, i didn’t notice anyone else outside but us, as we crossed the street, then went on towards the park. If there had been other people around, they would definitely have noticed us, if only by the cracks of the whiplashes on my bottom.
We entered the park, and i was ordered to sit beside a tree, lift my right leg, and relieve my bladder. As i did so, i spoiled quite a bit on my left leg. When i was finished i had to clean my leg off with my hand, to lick it off afterward. Was that all the food and drink i was to get from now on?, i thought. Only shit and piss? Well, i would have to take whatever was offered, anyway.
We went further into the park, and at some time the ladies sat down on a bench, me kneeling in front of Them. “Time we introduced ourselves, snail.”, the black woman said. “I’m Grace, and my colleague’s name is Courtney.”
“Thank you, Mistress Grace and Mistress Courtney. May i please offer my services to You Both, dear Mistresses.”
“Well, I could use some attention.”, Mistress Courtney said, pulling me closer by the leash, then burying my head under her skirt. As i was eating out her pussy, I noticed She was having her period. i was ordered to remove the tampon, and keep it in my mouth. Mistress Grace pushed her needle heels into my back, and started whipping my ass again. Mistress Courtney didn’t release me until She had come three times, and after i had cleaned her properly. Then i had to swallow the tampon, which wasn’t very easy, and then Mistress Courtney put a new one between my teeth, that i had to put in place with my mouth.
“Well, well.”, i suddenly heard a low male voice saying. “Having a little fun, ladies, out here in the open?”
“Sorry sir,” Mistress Grace answered the cop, “but we were letting the dog out, and there seemed to be noone around, so …”
“Well, actually that’s true : I checked it out myself. But how about letting me in on the fun part?”
“Depends on what you mean, officer.”, Mistress Grace replied. “We’re both having our period, and I don’t find it very appropriate to …”
“What about your ‘doggy’ then?” the cop interrupted. “I’m sure he gives good service.”
“Oh sure thing, he’s very entertaining. Be our guest.”, Mistress Grace invited, pushing me towards the huge black policeman. The cop removed his stick and shoved it all the way up my ass. It was the longest instrument up my bowels so far, and he rammed it in and out several times. Then he lowered his pants, and i took his limp, six inches long dick into my mouth. i started licking and kissing it, fondling his enormous balls with my hands, and soon it was in full erection. Now it must have been thirteen inches long, and at least four inches wide. i choked because of its largeness, as he kept fucking my mouth and throat. When he had shot his load of hot juices down my throat, he pushed me away. Then he removed his stick from my ass, to replace it with his ever big cock, bigger even than his stick. He raped my tortured ass for at least half an hour. Pulling me towards him by my nipple rings, his huge dong entered me completely, over and over again. Meanwhile Mistress Courtney had picked up the stick, and had me clean it thoroughly, thus again eating my own shit. When at last the black cop ejaculated again, i had to clean his dick too, before he put his pants back on. “Thank you, Master Officer, for your gentle gifts.”, i thanked him, kissing his feet.
“Well, he sure is well trained, ladies. How long do you have him?”, the man asked.
“Well, our boss, Irene Bogart, just hired him this morning, so it could only get better still.”
“And how did you get him this far? I mean, there are certain laws, you know.”, he said, observing the marks on my body.
“Well, he signed a contract in his own free will this morning, saying he offers himself completely to our boss, and will submit to all superiors in any way they want. Probably he hadn’t read that passage, but he signed up anyhow.”
“Tell me, dog, are you doing this in your free will?”, he asked me.
“Yes, Master Officer, i am. i love to serve my Owner and all my superiors. i enjoy my new life, Master Officer, and am proud to wear my Owner’s marks.”, i replied.
“Well, if that’s so, and there even is a contract, all will be ok, I guess. Just watch out for going public too much, ladies : some people might get very upset seeing such things happen.”
“We will, officer.”, Mistress Grace replied. “By the way, perhaps we can do this again one night.”
“I’m here every night in the week, so be my guest. It’s quite some alternation during the lonely night. Goodnight all.”, he said, slapping my ass with his stick before he walked away.
“Well, time to go home now.”, Mistress Courtney, who had recovered by now, said. She took my leash, and we went back to the building, me again under the whip. We reached the entrance without encountering anyone, and climbed the stairs again, after greeting the security officer.
Back in the computer room, Mistress Courtney reattached my ball ring and switched the dildo in my ass back on. Then They left, after wishing goodnight. i thanked Them again for their treats. It was past 2 am, and i tried to fall asleep, but didn’t for another hour. The sour ass, outside and in, and all other marks on my body kept me from dozing off, until i rather fainted than fell asleep.
At 5 am sharp, a lash on my back woke me up. “Time to get up, snail!”, Mistress Grace said. Ten more lashes followed the first. “I’ll report this, of course. You’re supposed to wake up by yourself, if you have had the privilege to sleep in the first place. Irene will find a proper reward for your disobedience.”
She stopped the dildo and released my balls from the chair. “Now get off that chair, you slowpoak!”, She commanded, whipping my back again. Back on my knees, i crawled out in front of Her, the whip now tormenting my ass. She guided me into a kitchen, where i was to prepare breakfast fir six, and then serve it in the canteen. Fortunately i was allowed to do the cooking standing, for otherwise i would never have managed it. i made coffee, tea and fresh orange juice, plus three pans of bacon and eggs.
When all was ready, i had four big serving plates filled, and took one in each hand, before getting back down to my knees. i crawled out the kitchen and into the canteen. Both doors were open, so i didn’t have to bother to open them myself. In the canteen, Mistress Grace, Mistress Courtney and three other ladies were seated at a table, accompanied by the security officer. “Good morning, Mistresses and Master.”, i greeted them, putting the plates on the table. “Please allow me to fetch the other plates, before i serve you all, Mistresses and Master.”
Mistress Grace waved me away, and i hurried to the kitchen and back, bringing the other two plates.
“Ok, snail, you’d better serve us standing, otherwise you won’t be able to reach everything. Get up, slave!”
“Thank you, Mistress, for your kindness.”, i said, as i go to my feet.
i served Everyone the buns and bacon and eggs, plus the orange juice, and coffee or tea at their wishes. “Please, Mistress (or Master), i hope you’ll enjoy.”, i said everytime i served someone. My ass got whipped everytime too. As They All started eating, i was ordered under the table to entertain ‘Master John’, the security officer. i did as told and unzipped his pants and soon had his cock in my mouth, furiously licking and kissing it, while fondling his balls.
When He had come, i didn’t stop, because All were still having breakfast. Keeping at my work, Master John ejaculated three times, before He roughly kicked me away. i crawled towards Mistress Grace and knelt down beside Her. “Thank You, Master John for your precious juices, and thank You, Mistress Grace for letting me serve Master John.”, i thanked both of them.
“And now Mary, will you entertain us with your morning exercises?”, She said.
One of the three women got up, and now i recognised her. It was the slave girl, that i had served the day before. “Come on, you slave!”, She ordered, pulling my leash. i followed Her to the stage, and was again attached spread eagled, facing the canteen.
“Thank You, Mistress Mary. Please feel free to use this slave in any way You wish, Mistress.”, i said as i hung against the wall.
“Don’t worry : I surely will.”, She answered. Then She took a long thin branch from the shelf, and first began dancing with it at the front of the stage. After a minute or so, She approached me, and began to use it on my entire frontside, all the while still dancing. This produced the sharpest shocks of pain i had endured so far, and I’m certain She tried her very best to hurt me the most. Her own enslavement must have increased her forces with feelings of revenge. The welts of the first day, which had faded lightly were soon completely covered by new, thick, purple ones. Here and there She drew blood, too. i did the utmost to keep from screaming aloud, but it was very hard to do so, as She kept on dancing (quite nice to see, but i couldn’t keep my wet eyes open) and lashing me.
After about forty minutes, and two hundred lashes, She threw the branch away. i felt quite relieved, but then She took a cat with metal chains as tails and, still dancing, proceeded to torture my painful torso. She seemed to find great pleasure in hitting my penis, for that appeared to become the main goal, and it soon turned purple, with dark welts all over. Blood, sweat and tears were streaming down my body, as She seemed never to stop. Suddenly She did anyway, only to turn me around, facing the wall. Then She treated my backside with a horse whip, having recovered the dancing. She must have been in great shape, being able to continue for such a long time. i moaned loudly under the torture, but still managed to hold back the screams. If i hadn’t been properly chained, i would surely have sank to the floor, as my strengths faded away slowly. At seven o’clock sharp She finally stopped, hitting my sour ass with one last furious lash. i mumbled a ‘thank You Mistress’. Then She undid my chains, and indeed i did sink down to the floor, to lie there in a miserable heap.
As She left the stage, i managed to get to my knees somehow, and faced the table. Sitting straight up was still beyond my forces, as my head hung down, almost touching my knees. i saw Mistress Mary kneel down beside Mistress Grace, who petted her head, saying : “Well, Mary, that was a lovely dance. We all enjoyed it very much, dear. I can’t wait until tomorrow.”
“Thank you, Mistress.”, the dancer said, as i thought about tomorrow in great fear and worriedness. “I’m glad you enjoyed it. I’ll be happy to do it over, Mistress.”
“Good, but for now I think snail needs a little recovering, and you have to get back to work.”, Mistress Grace said.
“Yes, Mistress, I’ll leave right away, Mistress.”, Mary replied, then got to her feet and left the canteen.
“Courtney, will you please refresh snail there, he really looks a mess.”, Mistress Grace said.
“Sure, my pleasure. snail, get over here. Time for refreshment.”
i slowly got off the stage and crawled to Mistress Courtney. Taking my leash, She led me to a washing room, where i first had to lay down in a huge bath tub. She opened the tap, and the tub soon filled with lovely warm water. i felt my body relaxing immediately. When my body was fully under water, She closed the tap. “You lie there motionless until I return in half an hour.”, She ordered, and left the room.
i enjoyed the moment of relaxation gladly, and almost dozed off, when She got back.
“Ok, now get on the table here, on all fours!”, She commanded, pointing at a big stone table, about three feet high. i got on it, and She took a raw brush, put some soap on it, and began to brush my entire body quite roughly. The brush brought the staining pain back to every welt She touched, and i was moaning again.
When She had covered every spot three times She used a water hose to rinse me off with ice cold water. Than She dried me, using a rough towel, and rubbing hard. When i was dry, She applied some disinfectant alcohol on my entire body, causing burning pain in every welt. In spite of all the pain, i really felt quite refreshed anyway. The tub had surely done me good, and the disinfectant must have been helping anyway.
Then the door opened, and Mistress Jenny entered.
“Oh, Courtney, well done. He looks brand new. How was the night? Not too tiring?”
“Oh no, just like any other night. We had our fun, though we’ve kept it calm, but snail was late waking up.”, Mistress Courtney replied.
“Oh, is that so? Irene won’t be too glad to hear that, snail. Let’s go see her right away.”
Mistress Jenny ordered me off the table and took my leash. i followed Her out into the hall and into my Owner’s office. i was afraid of Mistress Irene’s reaction on my oversleeping. i was surely in for severe punishment once more, and this after such a night and morning of extreme torture.
“Good morning, snail. Sleep well?”
“Yes, Mistress.”, was all i dared to answer.
“Good. Now, Jenny, what brings the two of you up here so early?”
“Well, Courtney reported me that snail was late for awakening this morning, so I thought …”
“You sure did the right thing. That was no part of the deal, snail. We’ll punish you for that later. Now I want to ask you some personal questions, and I demand straight answers, you hear?”
“Yes, Mistress, i’ll be straight Mistress.”, i replied, kneeling humbly before her feet.
“Now, how do you feel about your life at the firm so far? Remember : be straight.”
“Well, Mistress, as i already mentioned yesterday, i like being submissive to You All. i had never known it, but it must always have been inside of me. i love to serve You and your staff, and although there are some actions i would prefer not to do, i don’t mind to if it pleases You. i just don’t know if i can bear all the extreme torture and pain, Mistress. It’s often beyond my limits.”
“Well, thank you for being honest. Like I told you, it takes time to learn to love it, but I’m sure you’ll make it, snail. Of course, as your limits get higher, the pain must increase too. If not, we would never be able to punish you anymore, and we can’t have that. Just trust us : we’ve got a lot of experience with submissives. Besides, it’s only been one day yet, and you survived anyway, didn’t you?”
“Yes, Mistress, by the grace of your mercy, for which i deeply thank You, Mistress.”
“Now report your occupations since I last saw you.
“Do you expect a full report, Mistress?”, i dared to ask.
“Of course, what else did you think, scumbag!”, was her reply, as She slapped my face.
“Well, Mistress, after You and Mistress Jenny installed me at my work post, i checked the network software. i was still busy doing that, when around midnight Mistress Grace and Mistress Courtney entered. They fed me their faeces on a plate, and Mistress Grace allowed me to drink her golden water. Afterward i was taken downstairs, and out to the park, where i was allowed to relieve my bladder. Then i had to pleasure Mistress Courtney, and as we finished, a black policeman joined us. He conversated with Mistress Grace, and then he let me serve him. When we returned to the computer room, i was allowed to rest. Unfortunately – my deepest regrets, Mistress – Mistress Grace had to wake me up at five o’ clock, and i was to make breakfast for six. While the company was having breakfast, i was to serve Master John under the table. After They had finished, Mistress Mary treated me with her dance whipping on stage for an hour and a half. Then Mistress Courtney had me freshened up, and after that Mistress Jenny came to fetch me, and brought me over here, Mistress. i hope that complies to your wishes, Mistress.”
“Well, it sure was brief enough, but it’ll do. Now Jenny, is everything prepared for our company trip? We should leave in half an hour.”
“Yes, it’s all fixed, the bus is waiting, but which slaves will we take along?”
“snail here, to start with : he still requires his punishment. And, oh well, bring them all : the bigger the crowd …”
i wondered what that was all about, as Mistress Jenny said :”Well, snail, you’re lucky : a holiday on your second day. Come on!”. She slapped my ass with my leash, then pulled me along into the hall. We visited all three floors, and when we descended the stairs to the lower floors, Mistress Jenny was handling ten leashes. There were two women among us slaves, of which Mistress Mary was one. All of us were stark naked, and our asses were occasionally whipped, as we went to the underground garage. A double deck bus stood there, and we were ordered to get inside, on the top deck. There we had to kneel between the seats, so all of us were accessible to the occupiers of the seats.
“Oh shit, I forgot the toys. snail, you come with me!”, Mistress Jenny said, as She quickly descended. i followed her rapidly, and we climbed the stairs once more. We went to the canteen, and i had to collect all ‘toys’ and put them into a heavy trunk. Once it was loaded, i had to carry it to the bus. Fortunately this time we took the elevator, and i was allowed to walk, for the trunk was quite heavy and uneasy to handle. After i had loaded the trunk into the luggage compartment, i was ordered to ‘get back in line’. i crawled to the top deck, and joined my colleagues, kneeling in the gangway.
A short while later the bus was entered by a bunch of chattering young women : i guess seventy of them, and all definitely good looking. i wondered where Mistress Irene had found them all : i’d never seen so much beauty gathered together. Mistress Jenny got to us first, and ordered us all to lie down, face to the ground. Because there wasn’t enough room, all slaves behind another laid their heads between the legs of the one in front. About thirty superiors climbed the stairs to ‘our deck’, and took place in the seats, stepping on our backs and asses first with their spike heels. When all seats were occupied we were ordered to kneel straight again. Several dominas were soon whipping the slaves beside Them, as the bus took off. We drove out of town and got onto a highway. i couldn’t see in which direction, because we were kept down all the time. i – as some others – had to serve as toilet several times, so the bus wouldn’t have to stop. After two hours of driving we left the highway and i could smell we were near the coast. Another fifteen minutes got us to a private beach, which the company owned. As the bus stopped, we had to ‘play door mat’ again, and after the ladies had gotten off, we were ordered outside. The sun was burning, as i unloaded the trunk. Two other slaves were then ordered to place it on my back, and it was secured with a leather belt. Then we crawled in front of our superiors to the ‘party spot’, all the while being whipped by one or another. Once we got there, the other slaves took umbrellas and sun shields from the large bungalow that stood on the beach, and positioned them in a big circle. Then they put tables inside the circle, joined by easy beach chairs, which were soon occupied by our superiors. i was kneeling in the middle, the trunk still on my back, and was then joined by the other slaves. The female slaves were then declared as waitresses, and started serving cool drinks, humbly on hands and knees. Mistress Jenny then came over and opened the trunk. She ordered the other slaves to pick their favourite instrument, so they could execute my punishment. As my colleagues searched the trunk, i almost tumbled, the weight and their handling causing me to lose balance.
After all seven of them had taken the toy of their choice, the trunk was shut again, and Mistress Irene called me over. i knelt before Her, on all fours, and kissed her feet.
“Well, snail, as you overslept this morning, you deserve severe punishment, and I’ve decided to let your colleagues execute it. You will learn that they’re a lot less merciful than we are. Allright, slaves, you will have exactly two hours of fun, and I expect to have the same. You’re free to use snail in any way you like, as long as you amuse us, and don’t kill him, of course. Now go!”, She ordered.
Two men caught my leash, and pulled me to the middle, where they took the trunk off my back. Two others went into the bungalow, and came out with a big, heavy table. They placed the table beside me, upside down, and chained me to the table feet face up. Now i was three feet off the ground, arms and legs widely spread. Four men stood around me, caring not to spoil the view of our dominas, and began to beat my exposed frontside together. One was using a dog whip, another a cat, the third a large birch, and the last one a leather strap. They seemed to be well trained at it, as one hit followed another, leaving barely a second in between. It was as if a machine was doing the whipping, and soon more new welts began to rise. Sweat was streaming over my body, caused by the pain, as well as the burning sun. The executors’ bodies soon got as wet as mine though, as they were doing their hard labour. They went on for about fifteen minutes, hitting me almost a thousand times. It was an even more intense torture then Mistress Mary had given that morning. When it stopped, i was only able to murmur ‘Thank you, Masters.’ ; then i fainted.
A bucket of salt water poured over my body awakened me. It burned into my ripped flesh, and i nearly screamed out loud.
“Sleeping on the job again, are you?”, one of the men said.
“I’m sorry, Master.”, i excused myself.
“You’ll be sorrier later on, snail.”, he replied.
“snail!”, Mistress Irene spoke loudly. “These males are not your superiors, so don’t call them master.
However, as they are in charge now, you may call them sir, understood?”
“Yes, Mistress. i’m sorry, Mistress.”
“I thought you understood the rules by now, but I’ll explain it once more. You are slave to all women, but not to all men. Your male colleague slaves have no rights at all, just like you, unless they’re promoted, but that’s not very likely. The female slaves have no rights either, except over you male scum. Now get that into your brain, and never forget it, you hear?”
“Yes, Mistress, i won’t forget, Mistress.”
“Now, carry on, guys.”, She finished.
“Are we allowed to cum, Mistress?”, one of the men asked.
“Very well, but only by the rules, understood? You can rape him as long as you wish, but the cumming will only take place afterwards, jacking off, and under the whip.”
“Understood, Mistress.”, the man replied. Then he straddled my face, putting all his weight on my limbs, and i ate his cock. As i blew him, two other men were whipping my crotch. The cock grew hard almost immediately and the man pushed it deep down my throat. After some ten minutes, the man shouted :
”Permission, Mistress?”.
Mistress Irene answered : “Ok, frog, stand behind snail and start. turtle, you do the whipping.”
The man , frog, dismounted and stood behind my head. As turtle started whipping him, he began to jerk off above my face. i could see he was eager to come at the very moment, but Mistress Irene decided to pester him a little longer. After forty whiplashes on his back, She shouted :”Come, frog, and aim well into his mouth!”.
I was just in time to open my mouth wide, as frog shot his load into it. He must have been saving it for quite some time, for the shooting didn’t seem to stop. When at last he was empty i licked him clean. Next piggy stood over my face, and as his cock had grown hard under my licking, he entered my ass with it. While he fucked my bottom, turd straddled my face, and i was in for the next blow job. piggy had brought a thin chain, which he put through my nipple rings, to have real reins to pull at. This stereo rape also lasted for about ten minutes, when Mistress Irene ordered them to both stand beside my head. As they did, two other slaves began whipping their backs.
Once they had received forty lashes, Mistress Irene commanded them to come, and two streams of sperm were shooting into my mouth. i had trouble swallowing it all, but managed to do it anyway. After cleaning both cocks, and piggy’s hands, i awaited the next event. There was still over an hour of punishing to follow, i realised.
Now the men released me, only to reattach me to the table feet again, face down this time. The same four slaves that started the torturing stood beside me again, and repeated their rapid beatings. They went on another fifteen minutes, and this time I counted the lashes carefully, trying to avoid fainting again. Nine hundred and sixty lashes it took them before they stopped, as I moaned loudly. The table’s bottom was soaked with tears and sweat, caused by their treatment.
Another bucket of sea water was emptied on my body, and although the salt stung in my welts, the coolness of the water was quite welcome.
Now turtle stood before me, and lifted my head. Immediately he pushed his cock into my mouth and i started sucking him off. Another man – i couldn’t see who it was – rammed his stiff dong into my ass, and again i was fucked hard on both ends for another ten minutes. This time the man in the back kept fucking me as turtle jacked off before me, as ordered. piggy was whipping him, until he shot his sperm into my open mouth on command. After i had cleaned turtle’s dick, the man behind me took his place, and forced me to clean his before he started masturbating. When he also had given me his seed, i was made to clean it once more.
Then the men turned the table, so i was hanging face down, the sun burning on my back. One man had fetched another umbrella, and forced the foot deep down in my ass. It stood high above me, the foot having entered about a foot and a half. They had aimed it so that i didn’t have any shade from it. The wind made the umbrella wave some, which hurt my ass and guts firmly. Now two men – again i couldn’t see who – started paddling my sour ass, increasing the pain even more. Afraid to go under again, i counted the beats : they didn’t stop until they reached the number of three hundred. Then they left me in my awkward position, the umbrella still sticking up from my ass, and knelt before Mistress Irene, all in a row.
“Thank You, dear Mistress, for our pleasures.”, they said together.
“Well, you’ve done well, boys. Now you all take a shower while we girls go for a swim. ”, She replied. “And you two keep an eye on snail here.”, She added towards the female slaves.
i heard the men crawl to the bungalow, and the rustling of clothes being taken off. Then, cheering loudly, all the women ran into the sea, where they played around for about an hour. i was left in the burning sun, torsing the heavy umbrella inside my bowels. The heat and the blood flowing into my head made me dizzy and my head ached severely. The female slaves, who had stayed ashore, stood beside me, making fun of my uncomfortable pose. They frequently stained my ass with barbecue sticks, sometimes slapping it with the sticks too. “Welcome to the club, snail. How come you’re not as excited as you were this morning, slave?”, Mistress Mary asked.
“i … i don’t know, Mistress.”, I replied.
“Well, perhaps we can help you. Say hello to Ingrid, snail.”, she said, lashing my ass again.
“Nice meeting You, Mistress Ingrid. Please feel free to dispose of this body, Mistress.”, i greeted the other woman, as she stroked my limp prick, which soon grew hard under her hand
“I will, don’t you worry.”, She replied. She put herself between the table and me, and attached my cock ring to my navel again, pinning it to my belly. Then She squeezed my balls in a strong grip, sending a shock of pain through my crotch. Holding firmly onto my balls, She bent through her knees, bringing her cunt to my mouth. I feverishly began licking her labia and nibbling on her ringed clit, making her purr of pleasure soon. While i served my new Mistress, Mistress Mary birched my ever aching ass, urging me to do a good job. “Keep it going, snail! Ingrid should have had three orgasms before the Mistresses return from their swim. Hop, hop, hop!”, she said, to the rhythm of her beating. i licked and chewed as intense as i could, hoping to be able to comply to her command. As Mistress Ingrid came the first time, waves of cum streamed over my face. i swallowed all i could, but couldn’t help an enormous overflow from covering me. As i kept serving Her, her second orgasm came soon after, but the third stayed away for quite some time. my head kept banging while my ass was burning under the birch, when at last Mistress Ingrid came for the third time. At the same moment i heard the other women returning from the sea. i was relieved i had accomplished my mission, as i cleaned Mistress Ingrid’s pussy. When She finally left me, She sank to her knees in exhaustion, leaning against the table, at last loosening my balls. Mistress Mary stopped the birching and knelt down beside her.
“Thank You, Mistresses, for your attention.”, i thanked them both.
Mistress Jenny walked over and clung to the umbrella, pushing it still deeper down my ass.
“Well, you girls seem to have had some fun, didn’t you?”, She asked.
“Yes, Mistress.”, Mistress Mary answered. “We thought we should keep snail here a little busy, so he wouldn’t fall asleep again. That would need more tiring punishing, right, Mistress?”
“Good thinking, girls, but now you get us some more drinks.”
The girls stood up and disappeared into the bungalow. Soon they were serving cool long drinks to the ladies, humbly on their knees. They were joined by the male slaves, who dried the Mistresses that wanted it.
Mistress Jenny undid my bonds, making me fall in the sand on my back.
“Thank You, Misress, for your kindness.”, i said, as She silently walked back to her chair.
i crawled towards my Owner. On the way i looked at the nude crowd sitting in their lazy chairs. I noticed every cunt was clean shaved, and ringed three times. Mistress Jenny had not been lying when She told me about hers.
“Thank You, Mistress, for the mild punishment, a mildness i haven’t deserved, Mistress.”, i pleaded, as i knelt before Mistress Irene.
“You seem to be a little warm, worm.”, She said. “I guess you need a little refreshing. turd, piggy, come here, and bring the long chain!”, She ordered.
Soon the two slaves joined us, bringing along a heavy metal chain.
“Cling his arms to his collar, and attach the middle of the chain to his balls.”
The men did as was told.
“Now drag him to the water, and get him cleaned up.”, was her last order.
Both men took one end of the chain, and, holding it across the shoulder, pulled me over, face down on the beach. As they walked towards the sea, my body was scratched by the sand, causing stains of pain in every welt. It was a mere half mile to the water, but they zigzagged across the beach, making it over a mile. Once we crossed the waterline, they dragged me along the coast line for a mile and back. Then they turned me on my back and did the trip over again. The sand and the salt were causing extreme pain in the many little wounds on my skin. Then they drew me behind them into deeper water. i had the greatest difficulty getting my head above the water now and then to breathe, as i couldn’t use my arms to swim. As we returned, turtle came over with a bucket, containing soap and a hard brush.
i was forced on all fours, and he began to shrub me roughly with the brush. Once he was finished, the three of them lifted me up and threw me two yards further into the sea. The salt bit into the wounds – turtle had opened quite some fresh ones – again. Then they went back to the company, crawling submissively. i hurried back also and crawled towards Mistress Irene, on my knees only, pulling the heavy chain on my balls behind me in the sand.
“Thank You for the refreshment, Mistress.”, i said as i knelt before Her
“Ingrid, will you get some disinfectant?”, She said. The youngest female slave rushed to the bungalow, and a minute later She was rubbing alcohol into my tortured skin. It burnt like hell, but i quickly felt relief by the consequences of the treatment. Her soft breasts rubbing against my body might have added to that also. After the treatment, She unfastened my arms, and removed the chain from my balls.
“Thank You, Mistresses, for your concern.”, i thanked them.
“Now, as last part of your punishment, we’ll all spank you twenty times. Get over my knees, snail!”, She commanded. I got up, and lay down on her lap. My prick was again pinched between her knees, and started growing hard instantly. Mistress Irene gave me her twenty smacks, for which i thanked her ; then i visited Mistress Jenny, Who did the same. It took me almost two hours to collect all 1440 spanks. i thanked every Mistress in person, and when i had completed the circle i knelt down before my Owner totally exhausted. My bottom felt completely numb by the never ending spanking, and was redder than a tomato, as it rested on my feet.
“Thank You, Mistress, for letting me serve your staff.”, i said, breathing heavily.
“Well, now perhaps you’ll learn to wake up by yourself.”, She reacted. “Mary, why don’t you get the barbecue started. Choose whoever you like, just get us fed in an hour.”
Mistress Mary and Mistress Ingrid ordred four men to help them, and soon the immense barbecue was burning, the chark coal reddening fast. As the women prepared salads, the men pinned pieces of meat on the sticks. i was called over, and Mistress Ingrid placed a large plate on my back, which She fastened with a leather belt around my chest. The plate was filled with cups of sauce. Then She attached chains to my nipple rings and cock ring, and hung a grill on the chains. The heavy grill pulled hard on my tender body parts, swinging lightly back and forth. As She sent me back to Mistress Irene, i noticed three other men were loaded the same way. we were to be living serve plates, to be easily at hand of our Mistresses.
When the first sticks were ready the four of us were ordered over, and our grills were filled with the sticks, making them pull our nipples and cocks still harder. The grills swayed hard as we crawled back to our Mistresses. They were served with plates, decorated with salad and bread, by the other four slaves ; then they attacked our loads. i crawled back and forth between the fifteen Mistresses i was serving. Once all flesh was removed from a stick, the stick was pushed into my ass, often only after staining or slapping my bottom with it first. One moment i felt blood streaming from my asshole onto my balls : They must have pierced my guts, my ass filled with over forty barbecue sticks.
