Addicted to Pain, Humiliation and Degredation

Sorry readers, I somehow messed up posting chapter five so here it is.

Chapter 5

“ Here is your room, sissy”, smiled Mistress Evil as we entered a small, uncarpeted cold room. There was no furniture. No chair, no bed. Two pieces of machinery were on the floor and a TV DVD combo was all I saw. “During the course of your rest time you will get to enjoy about three hours of intense BDSM themed videos. “Normally you will be in here for six hours, but will be lucky if you get three or four hours of sleep as these machines will automatically continue your training for 30 minutes of each hour, You get to try to get some sleep during the intervals. It’s after midnight so Eric is going to get you set up and explain how it all works. Don’t worry yourself about lack of sleep. Your daily dose of drugs will keep you alert no matter how tired you feel. Sleep well,” she laughed and walked out.
Eric immediately set to work. “ Lie down right here sissy. I will remove your handcuffs and re-secure your arms giving you some movement for sleeping. It will be minimal as your main torso will be pretty much immobile.” He moved the larger apparatus so that he could extend an arm attached to it. At the end of this arm was a dildo that was forced up my ass. The smaller machine was placed in front of my head and positioned so the realistic looking penis entered my mouth, but only an inch or two. Eric stood, checked everything, and obviously satisfied that I was secure and that the machines were properly lined up, and bent down next to my head.
“The dildo impaled in your ass will turn on at the top of each hour and run for ten minutes. It would vigorously fuck me, and each night the dildo would get larger. While this is happening you are to practice on the cock in your mouth. The cock has numerous sensors that determine how “good” a job you are doing. This is very important to your well being. If you noticed, the cock has a whole in the tip. It is connected to a feeding tube. The more you stimulate the cock, the more you get to eat. And this is the only way Mistress Evil feeds you. It is a porridge like mixture of nutrients, vitamins and antibiotics to protect you from diseases you are prone to from “other” things you are forced to eat.
After ten minutes the machines shut off and the TV will play a video themed towards the next days lesson. The videos are stark and may scare you. Have no fear though as they often represent exactly what you can expect during the next day’s training.
And guess what? This is how you sleep for the rest of your life. Sweet dreams. The first cycle starts in two or three minutes. Eric was laughing as he exited and shut the door.
Sure enough, the machines went to work almost immediately. A steady, in and out movement on my rear end. Shortly, despite my revulsion at spending the night having something in both holes, the stimulation of my prostate was causing a stirring in my loins and I soon had a raging hard-on. My hands secure, there was no way to relieve myself and it was frustrating. Almost simultaneously, the cock in my mouth started to hum slightly. I had forgotten I had another task if I wanted to eat. And I hadn’t eaten all day.
Unbelievably, here was a 100% heterosexual male being fucked in the ass and getting aroused. And at the same time I’m hungrily giving head to the rubber dick in my mouth. GOD, Melanie. What did you get yourself into?
Ten minutes later both machines shut off, but the dildos remained inside me. The TV came on as I realized I had better perform better with my lips and tongue next time as almost no food came out. And with a little work, maybe I can stimulate my prostate enough to get off.
Tonight’s video was called “ Turn up the heat”. With no idea what to expect, I soon saw both men and woman having sensitive areas attacked by hot wax from numerous burning candles. During other hours I was entertained by seeing both men and women tortured with cigarettes, cigars and even red-hot charcoal briquettes. The final hour was the worst. Twenty minutes of slaves being branded. The night wasn’t a total bust though. I got adept enough at sucking cock to get plenty to eat, and managed to move my ass enough to be stimulated to an orgasm. The proof was on the floor between my legs. Not much sleep though as horrible thoughts of the next day ran through my head.
Mistress Evil woke me with a kick to the balls in retaliation to the mess on the floor that of course was removed with my tongue. “You are not to cum without permission. Next week, when you go for modification you will be fitted with a chastity device to prevent it. In the meantime, unless you want some added agony, behave.”
Mistress Evil led me to the obstetricians’ chair and securely strapped me in. A glass of urine gave me my dose of “stay awake meds”. “did you lose control do to being fucked or were you turned on by seeing what might happen to you today?” Mistress Evil asked.
Definitely the machine as it stimulated my prostrate and caused me to lose control,” I explained.
Well, the plug will get bigger each night. You had better learn to control yourself for your own good,” Mistress Evil barked out.
Weakly, I said I would.
“Once I have you fitted, the fun begins. You will constantly be stimulated and the device will make getting a hard-on painful and orgasm impossible. You will endure the constant desire and seldom release I so enjoy putting a worthless little sissy like you through. Months from now you will be reduced to a pervert that associates being fucked and giving head with pleasure, will get fantastically turned on, but will always come up unrelieved. I’ll have you begging for the things you now detest”, Mistress Evil explained with a big smile.
“Enough small talk. We have a lesson to get to. Today you will see just how much I enjoy inflicting the most horrendous pain on a man. Especially a tiny dick, sissy, masochistic excuse for a man. No need for gags out here on my estate. If I can’t hear the pain, I can’t really enjoy the pain. We’ll start slow and work our way up to the good stuff.” Going to a cabinet, Mistress Evil returned with three very big black candles. “I always get the black ones as they get much hotter than those of lighter colors. This won’t be too bad and you’ve probably experience it before. Not the way I do it though. I’ve let the candles get a good pool of liquid so let’s go. Open your mouth.
What? I thought but found she was only flicking some ashes from her cigarette in my mouth. Humiliating, but not painful. But she did stub it out on my cock. And the first of what would be many screams escaped my lips.
With that she took the first candle. My upper body was elevated enough to see what this devil of a person was doing. Holding the candle less than an inch from my balls, to maximize the affect I was told, she tipped it and hot wax hit my scrotum. GOD how I screamed, but fortunately the wax cooled and hardened quickly. My entire ball sack was covered by the time she finished the second candle. “Now to do the same to your cock, sissy cunt.” You’ll wish you were circumcised after this. Your skin makes the head of your cock especially sensitive, and of course I’m pulling it back. In the near future you will have the skin removed, with no anesthetic of course.” I watched in disbelief as she pored the hot wax directly on the head and screamed long and loud this time. Now, now sissy cunt. You’ve had candle wax before. At least you told me you did. And that was the easy part. Getting it off is so much more painful. No, I won’t just peel it off. I will use this little pencil torch and melt it off. It will take at least a half hour to re-heat it enough to get it all off. And the torch attacked every inch of my cock and balls.” By the time Mistress Evil finished I was different shades of red, brown and black over my entire genitals. I don’t think I stopped screaming for over 45 minutes and could feel myself going hoarse. Mistress Evil retrieved a tube of ointment and covered my sore privates to prevent infection. Any hard-on I might get tonight wasn’t going to be pleasant. Finally I quieted down to a semi constant moan.
“ Time for lesson number two, sissy cunt, Mistress Evil said as she went to her cabinet again.

To be continued