Aerials Begins Her Training

CHAPTER 10

LEVEL 3 – DAY 2

Aerial was nervously awake, waiting for Lori to fetch her for training. She was dreading the bowel and bladder training. How did the trainer say it…? “…….tomorrow, some lessons in obedience while being humiliated. I think tomorrow we will start with your bowel and bladder control.” Those words rang in Aerials ears. Just then the door swung open, and the beautiful Lori entered with a sexy grin. She pulled the covers off Aerial, exposing Aerial's naked body with arms and legs tied spread wide open to the bed posts as they were each night since she had arrived.

“Today is a great day, my pet. You are going to learn a lot of stuff today. I still remember my second day in Level 3.”

“Ma'am, what is….” Aerial was asking when Lori cut her off with a loud; “Shhhhhhh” Then Lori began to rub Aerial's legs slowly working her way up to her spread pussy. But her hands quickly went to her lower abdomen just where her bladder was. Pushing on it slightly made Aerial feel like she like her morning pee would burst.

“Feel good my pet?”

“Yes, Ma'am, thank you. It makes me feel need to pee worse, may I please be released so I can pee before breakfast?”

“Oh, I'm sorry my pet. There'll be no breakfast this morning. And certainly no bathroom privileges. Did you forget your training today?”

“No Ma'am, I have thought of nothing else. I am scared.”

“I can't wait. I love this part of a sluts training. Let's get you up and down to the training room. I am getting too excited.”

Lori untied Aerials bonds, and helped her to her feet. Aerial's bladder ached and was so full it felt like it would burst. But she managed a proper posture as she walked thru the house naked to her destiny.

Lori opened the door, and entered with Aerial directly behind her. Aerial was now shifting weight from one foot to the other as she tried to holed back her urge to pee. The Trainer was waiting and ordered Aerial to take her position in the center of the floor. Spread her legs as wide as possible, and arms up overhead. This was definitely not a comfortable position. It took everything Aerial could muster not to release her golden fluid. The trainer attached Aerials arms to an overhead rope and pulled them taught. Then each ankle was attached to a bold in the floor to a leather cuff on each ankle. Aerial's legs were as wide as they could go.

“Now, my pet, we will begin. You remember today is bowel and bladder control?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good. Here's the deal. As a slut you must always remember that your body no longer belongs to you. That means you do not own the privilege to dictate when you use the toilet. You must learn to control your natural urges by developing your muscles designed for such purposes. Understand Slut?”

“Yes, sir……, but”

“NO BUTS! You will learn to control these urges.” He said in a matter of fact way. Then moving behind the stressed Aerial, he began fondling her breasts and pinching her nipples. Aerial had to focus on holding her bladder even though the stimulating of her breasts and nipples was in a soft and sensual way rather than the usual rough way. She knew if she lost her self in the pleaser of her breasts she would piss all over the floor. Her bladder was bursting. It hurt so badly. She couldn't help but moan from both the pain and the pleasure. But then the phone rang. Lori answered and said very good sir, I'll tell him.

“Sir,” Lori said to the Trainer. “They have arrived and are waiting, Sir.”

“Excellent, just excellent.” He said. Leaving Aerials breasts he went to the side door and opened it. To Aerial's surprise a group of people were entering. Talk and chatter was buzzing off to the side where she could not see. Struggling to hold her pee, almost panting, but now humiliated by the thought of all these people entering while she is naked, spread wide open to all their eyes, and trying to hole back her pee.

“Right this way folks, right this way. Please come closer. Gather around. Let's see what we have here. This is Aerial. She is a new slut slave and is undergoing a level 3 training to control her bladder and bowel while under strict orders and humiliation, you see.”

All the people were gawking, bending low and staring and giggling as they looked between Aerials spread legs. The sight of her strained pussy, and taught breasts were inches from their faces. Some were in the back and she knew her ass was being examined by many eyes. SHIT! What's This? Aerial thought. Kids? Where did they come from? Looking as best as she could, there were 7 or 8 black kids. Young teens she guessed. How humiliating. Several young girls and boys also gawking at Aerials naked stretched body and bursting bladder.

“Now, friends. Please grab one of those chairs over there and come and sit down. You are all part of this sluts training today. Let me explain something. I want each one of you to feel free to ask Aerial any questions you might have. You are free to raise your hands if you would like to touch her. But please understand that this slut's bladder is full. She has not been permitted to release her urine this morning. So all her urine from last night to right this minute is being held right here.” The trainer explained as he pushed in on Aerials lower tummy to tease her bladder.

“Now if this slut fails her training today, that is to hold her bladder until given permission they all of you get to witness her punishment. After that we will move on to her bowel control. This slut will undergo bladder and bowel training each day until she is able to control her natural bodily functions perfectly.”

With that, everyone was seated in a circle around Aerial. Tears were welling up in her eyes. She was so humiliated. Even young teens sitting around giggling and pointing. And what the hell was this answering questions shit? What if she couldn't hold her pee any longer and everyone watched her hot yellow stream spray all over the floor. And then being punished in front of all these people. She could not hold back the tears, but was so far holding back the pee.

“Now, slut.” The trainer said as he held a glass of water to her face with a straw. “You must be getting awfully thirsty. You have been sweating for a while now, and not breakfast either. Here, drink this nice cold water down. All of it. That's it.” He said in a sickening sweet manner knowing full well the water was only to make her have more pee to press against her strained bladder But she did as told and swallowed every drop of water. Almost immediately, her stomach seemed to feel heaver against her bladder. The paid was growing worse by the second. She did not know how much longer this could continue. Then the hands went up.

“Lori, you may head up the question and answer session. And you know what to do if our slut has any difficulty responding. We can't have our guests disrespected.” The trainer said as he handed Lori a black riding crop.

“Yes, sir. Thank you sir for the privilege. Now, lets see…. Who wants to go first? Ok, ma'am what's your question?”

“Oh, well…. I want to ask the young lady….” Lori quickly interrupted…

“Excuse me ma'an, I am sorry to interrupt, but please, everyone, please just direct your questions to this slut. Please address her as “SLUT” or “Stupid Slut” “Worthless Slut” “I think you get the idea, Please go ahead ma'am.”

“Well, ok. SLUT! Tell us how you feel exposed like this before all of us.” Aerial blinked a few times to clear her eyes from the tears that quickly streamed down her cheeks and began to utter in a broken voice…., “Ma'am, I am in a lot of pain, and am so embarrassed. I am not use to this, but am trying to do my best. I have to use the toilet so badly I am afraid I will burst my bladder and die. Yet if I fail a fear I will be severely punished.”

The woman sat down and smiled at Aerial. Then a young black girl raised her hand.

“Yes young lady,” Lori said. “Would you like to ask this worthless slut a question?”

“Yes I would. Trashy white slut bitch, don't you think it would be better if you would ask your trainer permission to have those pointed pink nipples attached to some painful clamps so you can prove yourself to your trainers that your heart is in your education?”

“Very good question, young lady.” Lori said. “Well slut? Answer this bright young ladies question.”

“Thank you dear miss for pointing out my error.” Aerial said knowing she was just put on the spot. Dammed if she does and dammed if she doesn't. Trapped by this cute black teenager. How did she get to be so bright Aerial thought? Then straining to see her trainer she asked…., “Sir, may this slut speak, sir?”

“Yes, slut…, SPEAK!”

“This young lady pointed out a very good point, and I wish to beg you sir for some painful nipple clamps to be attached to my nipples to show my sincerity of heart towards my training and devotion to my learning to become a good slut slave, sir. Please?” Aerial made herself sick with those sweet as honey lies, knowing she just made her situation much worse.

“Quite right, slut. You may indeed have your nipples clamped. I have just the pair for you too. These shiny chrome alligator toothed clamps. And, Slut really, don't you agree that since this bright young girls thought of this, she should have the honors to attach them?”

Like a ton of bricks, the reality hit hard. But Aerial mustered up the proper attitude and replied with a smile, and …. “Oh yes sir, thank you sir. Please young miss. Won't you please be kind enough to attach these wicked clamps to my tender nipples, Please miss?”

All too eagerly the teenager hopped over and took the clips. Returning to Aerials stretched breasts, and taking each erect nipple one at a time, pulling and rolling it until it was tender and excited, she spread the nasty saw tooth jaws of the first clip wide open and with perfect aim, placed directly over the nub then released quickly. Tiny trickles of blood oozed up around the teeth as they bit hard into Aerials left nipple. The same was done to the right. Then the black girl squeezed each breast with both hands and jiggled them while looking in Aerials eyes for any sign of contempt. But Aerial showed none. Controlled she was a humble and thankful slut. Even though in her throat a moan of pain echoed across the room into the ears of the audience.

“Oh, its time for another glass of water, slut.” The trainer said as he held another full glass of cold water in her face. Taking the straw in her lips she drank every drop. The crowd was asking questions, and permission to come up and stoke parts of Aerials body. All the humiliation was taking a toll and she could not hold back the tears. In a crying plea, Aerial begged the trainer to speak.

“Speak slut, what is it now?”

“Please sir, I have been very good and am fearing damage to my bladder. Please sir, before I loose this fight with myself to control my bladder may I have your permission to relieve my bladder. Please sir? Please I seek mercy and kindness, sir.”

Picking up a kitchen timer the trainer set it for 10 minutes. Setting it in front of Aerial, he spoke and said: “This timer is your answer. At the tone of the bell, you may relieve yourself. But if you fail to hold for another 10 minutes and leak any pee on my floor, you will be sorry I promise you. DO YOU UNDERSTAND SLUT?”

“Yes, sir. This slut understands all to well, sir. I will comply as best as I can sir.” Aerial said knowing she was going to loose. It hurt so much she was trembling, and moaning at the same time. If only she could put her legs together and wiggle them. Anything to help her withstand the next 10 minutes. Not being able to help it she was jerking back and forth in an effort to not pee herself. Back and forth. Up and down. Anyway she could wiggle she did. “Just a couple of minutes and its over” She though.

Finally the bell and she felt like a ton had been lifted. She would be able to pee. It was over!

“Lori, get the large glass beaker over there and assist this slut.”

“Yes, sir.” Lori said as she opened a closet door and took a large 1 quart glass beaker. Aerial was watching thinking she would squirt any second, please what's taking so long.

Then, Lori placed the beaker between Aerials legs, and up against her pussy. Aerial looked into Lori's eyes with a question, as if to ask… I thought I would be taken to the bathroom to pee?

“Slut, you wanted to pee, now pee! I don't have all damn day to hold the beaker between your legs. And people are waiting. NOW PEE!”

Oh, how humiliating. After all Aerial had endured, now she was to piss in this glass jar while all eyes studied her performance. But she couldn't wait any longer. She let go, and a hard, forceful stream of hot dark amber piss filled the beaker. The odor was pungent. This pee had been in Aerial all night and all morning. It was strong smelling and it kept flowing. Nearly to the top. A full quart. How did her bladder hold it all she thought? She surly must have done permanent damage to her bladder. Aerial was worried she had.

Everyone clapped and Aerial looked up with curiosity. A partial smile, then back at Lori as she held the large jar of piss.

“Well, slut. You did well. Now after you drink a glass of this pee, we begin your bowel control training.” He said as if it were nothing at all. Lori poured a glass of hot dark golden pee and with a straw held it to her mouth. All eyes were on Aerial, especially the black teenage girl with intensity. Aerial was turning red with embarrassment and trembling with the thought of drinking this putrid smelling glass of pee.