Chapter 6
The couple entered the basement to see a sight they had seen countless times
before. Jolene was still strapped into the sawhorse and was quivery slightly at
the abuse her pussy and ass had received from the night of being invaded by two
large painful objects. She had gotten no sleep at all and was in an exhausted
state. The combination of no sleep and the difficulty she had breathing through
the nose tubes had taken their toll on the abused girl. This was just what
Donavan wanted... the more she was broken down, the easier she was to train and
control.
Donavan motioned for Harriett to be quiet and moved and collected a nasty
flogger. Made out of buffalo hide it was over 18 inches long and held a good
weight to it. He moved to behind Jolene and with no warning to the poor girl
brought the flogger down on her ass in a rapid repeating motion with the leather
straps kissing her skin every second.
A squeal of pain and shock erupted from behind the gag as Jolene was plunged
into a new form of pain. The flogger smashing into her ass caused pain as well
as the flogger striking the two dildos filling her up driving the studs deeper
into her sensitive skin. She made every effort to struggle and escape from this
new form of torture but was too weak from the lack of food and water and the
abuses she had received over the last few days. And the restraints were too
tight. She was helpless to avoid Donavan's expert blows. She attempted to cry
but there were no more tears to be had.
Donavan kept this pattern up for about 5 minutes and turned her ass a bright
shinny red and enjoyed watching the poor girl struggle and try and escape, ass
trembling every time the flogger struck skin. He then stopped and handed the
flogger to Harriett who put it away for him. He then pulled the vibrating unit
from Jolene who almost had an immediate reaction of relaxing from the constant
abuse it gave her. He deflated the two dildos and removed them from her orifices
and checked her out by sight. Had the two units been left in with no lubrication
they would have eventually shredded her skin beyond hope of healing. He made
that mistake once. Ruined the girl permanently. Ever since then he made sure
that the two dildos had a large reservoir of lubricant that released itself
every so often. It kept most of the abrasion down to a minimum.
Seeing no permanent damage he moved around to the front of her to get a look at
her tits. The metal bands had done their job well and her tits were a dull blue
in color form little blood flow into them during the night.
That was another thing he had leaned the hard way. Mustn't keep the blood flow
from them for very long. Several attempts with Harriett as a guinea pig had
allowed him to find the right amount to cinch the steel bands down without doing
long-term damage to them. He released the metal bands and soon blood flowed back
into them with a vengeance as the regained a healthy red glow to them.
Jolene of course was in sheer pain as feeling and blood returned to her tortured
breasts. At least someone had come to get her. Even with the whipping she had
received she was grateful for the simple pleasure of knowing someone was around.
Her night was filled with the most awful thoughts of her being left here forever
until she died and was terrified of the all encompassing darkness and silence
with only pain to keep her company. Her fatigued mind played out horrible
fantasies and scenarios to her over the night. The simple fact that someone was
here, even if it was her tormentors was a great relief to her.
Donavan then removed her headgear and she gasped for breath as the cock gag was
taken off. Jaws still not having had much use and being forced open all night
ached in their agony as she attempted to gulp down air.
Throat cracked with no moisture, she attempted to speak but found she could
hardly form the words to speak and quickly gave up.
Donavan released her from the restraints and she collapsed to the ground. More
pain than she had ever known exploded throughout her body. Muscles ached, pussy
and ass were sore, jaws ached. She thought to herself that even her hair hurt
but remembered she had no hair left to hurt.
Harriett came forward with the same crop she used yesterday. "Into the
bathroom," and accentuated it with a smack of the crop against Jolene's still
sore breasts. Jolene attempted to move but the pain in her body was too great
and she was hardly able to move towards the bathroom.
Harriett took another swing at Jolene and the smack of the crop hitting flesh
echoed through out the room." You better get moving slut or I will beat every
inch of your body black and blue," she growled at the helpless girl.
Jolene again made the effort to move and succeeded in crawling a few feet to the
bathroom before collapsing. She was rewarded with a rain of blows upon her body
covering areas that had not been abused yet. Somehow Jolene was able to work her
way into the bathroom and dragged out a similar litter box to the one that
Harriett used.
Donavan turned to ready some equipment for today's tortures while he let
Harriett again attend to Jolene's bathroom rites. Her body had very little waste
left in it to dispose of and Donavan was actually pleasantly surprised that
Jolene was able to control herself the entire time since her last trip to the
bathroom yesterday.
Shortly Harriett was escorting the bruised and beaten girl back into the room
and made her crawl to the center of the room. She collapsed into a heap at
Donavan's feet.
Donavan reached down and lifted her head up by the chin to look into here eyes.
"I'm feeling generous this morning pet. Name one thing you wish and I will give
it to you."
On occasion the women would ask for their freedom and receive a severe beating
for it. They had already been informed that that would not happen and asking for
it was not a wise thing to do. But Donavan already had Jolene pegged for an
answer and wasn't surprised when she hoarsely whispered back that she wanted
something to drink.
Donavan smiled. Jolene was already to the point that she didn't even consider
her freedom. Just something simple like a drink of water. This was good. She was
already forming into a very good slave.
Donavan let her head drop back down. "I think we can do that." He walked over to
the refrigerator and pulled out a very large needle filled with a clear liquid.
He walked back over to the prostrate form and pulled her arm out and plunged the
needle into her arm. Jolene didn't resist; it was just another form of pain.
Donavan pushed the plunger down and emptied the fluid into her veins. The liquid
was a protein and vitamin solution. The lack of food that the slave would endure
for some time to come required some way for the slaves to keep up their
strength. Donavan had a steady supply of the mixture from another friend of his
who was in the medical field. Harriet's breast milk was sufficient but didn't
have all that the slave's body needed. He handed the needle over to Harriett who
disposed of it.
Jolene was grateful to Donavan for this even temporary interlude from constant
abuse she had received and even managed to whisper out a "Thank you Master" to
him for it.
Donavan smiled over to Harriett who couldn't understand the pleasure he was
deriving from this little slut. She was just another one of the many slaves they
had kidnapped over the years. But for some reason Donavan was going easier on
this one.
"Little bitch," Harriett thought to herself. "What makes you so special that he
is giving you nicer treatment than the others? If he won't give you the
treatment you deserve then I will."
Jolene couldn't understand something. Harriett was the one who did most of the
abusing to her and inflicted most of the pain but it seemed that Donavan was in
control. She decided that she did not like Harriett but for some reason was
strangely attracted to Donavan. Even after what he had put her through.
Donavan understood what was going on. He had done this to all the other slaves.
He would do everything in his power to make Harriett out to be the bad one and
that in turn would drive the slaves to look to him for guidance and relief. But
for some reason it was happening on a greater level than with any of the others
he had kidnapped. He saw the look on Harriet's face and could guess what she was
thinking. She was, after all, an open book to him even though she tried to hide
it at times. Over the years of training and abusing her there was little about
her that he didn't know.
He looked over to Harriett. "Feed her."
Harriett removed her top and knelt down to the girl and lifted her face to her
nipples. Jolene seeing the nipples offered was again repulsed, but remembering
that this was the only source of nourishment she hungrily latched onto one
nipple and began to suck and chew on it in an effort to coax the fluid from her
tits.
Harriett held her to each nipple in turn while she fed and let her fall back to
the ground when each udder was empty of their fluid.
"Up on the table," Donavan ordered her, motioning to the strange gynecological
table. She offered no resistance and with every effort pulled herself up onto
the table. She immediately placed her legs into the stirrups without being told.
Donavan and Harriett then proceed to secure her legs into the stirrups and
secured her arms to the table and fastened a leather strap over her forehead
securing it in place. Again she was immobile. But at least this time she was
lying down.
Donavan forced open her mouth and placed a strange looking device between her
lips. It was two metal bars that attached together on hinges and had a turn
wheel on it. He then secured this device to the table and began to turn the
wheel. Slowly her mouth was being forced open by the spreader jaws and soon her
mouth was open to almost the tearing point. Jolene looked at him with fear in
her eyes not being able to speak very well.
"Stick your tongue out," he ordered her, which she did instantly and was
rewarded with a set of toothed clamps closed down on her tongue, causing her to
flinch. But being restrained it was no good.
Donavan pulled the clamp out pulling her tongue with it. Just when she thought
she had experienced every from of pain available, she would experience a new
form of hurt and pain. Donavan pulled the clamp all the way as far as the tongue
would allow and then secured it to the O ring on her collar keeping her tongue
out.
"Don't want you biting down on your tongue for this next part, now do we?"
Donavan asked. Fear slammed into her again and she struggled to try and break
free, not wanting to experience the next form of torture that was in store for
her. Even if she was at full strength she could have not broken free. The
restraints were too strong.
Harriett got up on the table and straddled the girl's stomach and sat down on
it. She began to massage and play roughly with Jolene's nipples doing everything
she could to engorge and fully extend the girls poor nipples. Donavan meanwhile
pulled a stool up and sat down next to her and pulled out a little medical bag
and removed several sterile packages of needle of varying sizes. Jolene
attempted to struggle and break free from the restraints when she saw the
needles but was rewarded with a slap across the face from Harriett who ordered
her to lay still and accept what was coming.
Jolene tried to but her body shook from too much fear at what Donavan was going
to do with those wicked looking needles. Her answer was short in coming when
Donavan sized up her nipples and noting that they were full and large selected a
very large needle and removed it from its packaging. He laid it next to the base
of her nipple slightly scratching it he whispered to her. "Don't worry. It's
just a moment..." he jammed the needle through her nipple and pierced the other
side "... of pain and then it's all done."
Jolene's body shook with the pain just inflicted on her but was unable to move.
Donavan selected a nice silver hoop and slid it through the new piercing and
Jolene heard the sickening click as he locked it into place. He then took a
soldering iron and soldered the ring into place, leaving the iron on the hoop
for longer than he should have the heat began to work its way up and into her
poor nipple. Donavan seeing her attempting to struggle free took the iron away
and wiped an antiseptic swab across the new piercing and moved around to the
other side and repeated the process. Shortly her abused nipples sported a pair
of identical hoop piercings.
He moved back down to the base of the table and began to play and tease her
pussy, slowly stroking her clit with his fingers and slowing stroking her pussy
lips. Jolene began to moan in ecstasy, as this was the first real form of
pleasure she had experienced since her waking up in this room of horrors.
Donavan continued his expert manipulations and soon Jolene was begging to get
very wet. He then moved his fingers up and began to lightly play with her clit,
trying to coax it from underneath its protective hood. He was shortly rewarded
with it fully engorged with blood he was able to pull the clit hood back and
with a quick jab pierced a hole in the clit hood.
Jolene bucked from this new pain trying to escape the torture inflicted on her.
Donavan didn't pay any attention to her struggles as he hooked a slightly
smaller hoop to the new piercing. A quick stab with another needle and soon she
was sporting a pair of matching rings in her hood. He then moved down to her
labia and placed two rings on each labia, washing each with an antiseptic swab
and an antibiotic ointment to help in the healing.
Donavan said, "You should feel lucky my dear... we wont be able to abuse these
while they heal. We want them to heal nice and clean."
For that she was grateful and Donavan noted her body relax slightly. He ran a
finger up her pussy and back down to her ass and roughly inserted his finger
into her hole.
"But there are other ways we can abuse you."
He began to ream his finger in and out of her ass.
Harriett sat up and moved over Jolene's face and pulled the G-string to the side
and said to her, "Lick it good you little cunt. Lick it like you did yesterday
and make me come!" She then dropped her pussy down onto Jolene's face and began
to rub it over her face.
Donavan continued the finger reaming for some time watching as Harriett
instructed the bound girl on how to eat her pussy and how she like to be licked.
Harriet soon began to take some little gasps and Donavan began to notice little
things that indicated Harriett was beginning to build to her own climax. Donavan
lowered his shorts and placed the head of his cock to Jolene's ass and with one
rough thrust buried it into her ass, her abused sphincter muscles not offering
much resistance from their previous night's abuse.
Donavan began to roughly jab into her ass while Harriett continued to rub her
pussy over her face. Jolene was hardly able to think. She was concentrating on
what Harriett was telling her to do while Donavan slammed into her ass, feeling
as if it were filling up her entire body; each thrust like a red-hot poker.
Jolene began to tighten her sphincter muscles each time Donavan bottomed out in
her ass in an attempt to milk his cock to orgasm.
Donavan was pleasantly surprised with this and said, "Yes... she... is...a...
GRUNT... natural... at... this..." to no one in particular and began to increase
his thrusts into her ass. And in no time short Donavan was grunting with abandon
while he unloaded hot jizz deep in her ass while Harriett bucked in delight as
Jolene's tongue did wonders over her clit and pussy and she came with unexpected
delight.
The two people now sexually sated for the time being pulled them selves off the
poor girl and embraced each other in a deep and passionate kiss. This was
completely alien to Jolene. Here was this couple that seemed to be able to enjoy
each other anyway they chose. Yet had kidnapped her and forced her to do these
terrible things and forced terrible things on her. But she realized that it did
kind of feel nice when Donavan was in her ass and complimenting her on how she
was taking it, and when he was playing with her pussy earlier. She still didn't
like Harriett making her eat her pussy or having to suck on her tits for milk.
The couple broke from their embrace and released Jolene from her binds and
ordered her to the floor, which she did. Donavan then attached a leash to her
collar and for the next several hours led her around the dungeon and began
training her on her posture... back straight, tits out, eyes downcast. How she
should kneel and how she should crawl. She was instructed on how to address
people and how to offer her charms in the most seductive way in each position
she was in. When she failed to do what she was told or didn't do it quick enough
she received a smack on the ass with a crop or a whip. She was forced to eat
Harriet's pussy four more times that day and suck on Donavan's cock 5 more times
and had him in her ass twice more that day.
But Donavan had to say he was quite pleased with her performance the entire day.
She was coming along nicely. She took all that was told to her and attempted to
perform them to the best of her abilities. Well... at least for him any ways. He
did note a bit of rebellion spark up now and again when Harriett instructed her
to do something. And because of it Harriett spent most of the day whipping and
beating her. Donavan had to chuckle. Never before had someone given Harriett so
many problems and given him hardly any at all. This was something he was going
to have to keep an eye on and see what would develop from it.
Harriett noticed this was happening to and just seeing her Master do nothing
about it was infuriating her. So she took her anger out on the source of the
problems. Twice Donavan had to step in and halt her before she did any real
damage to Jolene. This pissed her off even more. And still she took it out on
Jolene.
Several hours later when Donavan felt that Jolene had endured enough pain and
was making very good progress on her training he called it quits for the day. He
ordered Harriett to feed Jolene again and pulled out a very large dog carrier.
The type used to transport animals on airplanes. Before ordering Jolene into it
he ordered her into the bathroom and allowed herself to wash up with a cold
washrag washing away a few days of sweat and fear and the dried cum that was on
her ass and face. She was grateful for this little amount of humanity given to
her and immediately kissed Donavan's feet when she was done thanking him for the
privilege as she had been taught to do earlier that day. Donavan beamed at the
progression she was making and just saw Harriett glowering at Jolene.
Donavan brought Jolene back over to the cage, affixed a set of wrist restraint
behind her back and hobbled her legs with some similar restraints, and ordered
her into the cage. He then affixed a heavy chain to her collar and secured it
into place to an eyebolt in the floor of the cage. He then closed the door and
locked it from the outside. There wasn't much room in the cage but if Jolene
curled up just right she could almost get comfortable.
Donavan lead Harriett up the stairs and turned the lights out behind him and
soon Jolene was fast asleep thankful for this brief opportunity to rest from her
tortures.
Harriett confronted Donavan as to the displays of kindness he showed to Jolene
during the day.
"You are going easier on her than the others," she stated.
"I didn't realize that that was up to you to decide." he remarked back.
She saw the look in his eyes and saw that she had almost stepped over the line.
She dropped to her feet and kissed them. "I'm sorry Master," she said. "I've
just never seen you like this way with any of the others. It's not like you. I'm
worried that you may think that I'm not enough for you anymore."
He looked down at her and smiled. "No little one. You have nothing to fear. She
is taking to her new life better than the others and I see great things for her
in the future. May be I am a little easier on her but I feel that I don't have
to be as harsh." He lifted her face to look at him. "Besides you are doing a
wonderful job being harsh enough for the two of us." He then kissed her and
Harriett smiled and sighed with relief.
She then made them dinner and he spent the some of the rest of the night having
her hog-tied and whipping her ass and pussy, her begging for it before he fucked
her mercilessly and made her come three times. The two then drifted off to
sleep.
