Part 3 The Dungeon

Part 3
The Dungeon
The awful room. That horrible hollow sound when you walk in. The memories of excruciating pain. That is what flooded the minds of the slaves, as they were lead into the room. They knew why they were there. They had done something so stupid. How could they have been so dumb? But they just couldn’t help themselves. All right you’re really wondering what it was that they did aren’t you? Well, they were caught with each other, in a passionate way. They just couldn’t wait any longer. Neither the Master nor Mistress had let them get off in a long time. So they helped each other. That was a BIG mistake. That was something that would warrant a session in the dungeon. They knew that, but at the time they really didn’t care.
“I hope you girls had fun, because you won’t be having any for a very long time. Now Get Over Here!” Master Jared bellowed.
The slaves were gagged, and shackled together at the ankles; it wasn’t going to be very easy to get across the room. But they knew if they didn’t hurry…
“Get Over Here NOW!” Their Master yelled.
Uh-Oh they were in for it now. They stumbled as fast as they could without falling on their faces. When they finally made it over to the far wall of the dungeon they each got a good hard slap across the face for being disobedient. Their faces burned and stung from the power of the Master’s slap. And that was just the beginning.
The Punishment of Kassidy
Mistress Candi began the lecture.
“You two are in more trouble than you have ever been in before. I cannot believe it; not from you two. You were two of my best-behaved slaves. How could you do this to me? How could you put me into this position? I don’t enjoy this. I don’t get off on punishing my slaves, and what makes it worse is we were planning a surprise session for our good slaves; including the two of you. It was going to be one of our patented orgasm sessions.”
The slaves knew what she was talking about. They had been asked to join in on one once before.
“Now you’ve ruined it for everyone because by the time we’re done with you, we’ll be too tired to have our party. I know you already regret being so dumb, but you are really going to hate yourselves when you find out what we have in store for you.”
The mistress turned around and pointed at the door and in came two more slaves. Slave Ethan and slave Malina.
“These two slaves were going to be invited to our party for the first time and you have ruined it for them. So we have asked them to help us punish you.
The slaves began to whimper.
“Ah, now you realize the magnitude of trouble you are in.”
The Mistress motioned for slave Ethan to come over to her.
“UN-cuff them from one another. I think they’ve been together quite long enough.”
Once the slaves were separate they were lead to separate areas of the room. Slave Lisa to the shackles on the wall, and slave Kassidy to the cross-shaped structure on the other side of the room. Her ankles and wrists attached her to the wooden framework. Her rear end was exposed for all to see; and to slap. Master Jared, Mistress Candi, slave Ethan, and slave Malina each took turns punishing her delicate rump.
Master Jared held a large studded paddle, Mistress Candi wielded a large purple whip, slave Ethan had a riding crop, and slave Malina, a cat-o-nine tails.
“Let the punishment begin.”
First in line was Master Jared. He was always first. He even had the luxury of punishing Mistress Candi when she stepped out of line. Which from what the slaves usually heard at night was quite often.
Master Jared pulled his hand back and with a quick swing landed the paddle squarely on slave Kassidy’s butt. She let out a shriek. “He is an expert,” she thought to herself. That was all she had time to think, because her Master quickly pulled back again and lay on another hard whack. He continued in a steady rhythm, not even letting the slave get a break between smacks. Finally he said to Mistress Candi, “my arm is beginning to get tired, you may take over.” She stepped over to the bound slave and began caressing her inflamed rump. Then just as quickly as the soothing began it stopped and the pain began again. The mistress pulled back with the whip and laid a good hard slap on the slave’s butt and lower back. The whipping continued, the slave felt every single sting of the whip. Then, much to the relief of slave Kassidy it abruptly stopped. She raised her head slightly as not to attract attention to it and saw her Master going down on her Mistress. “That was worse than the beating,” she thought. While having her orgasm Mistress Candi lifted her head up and saw the slave watching her. She quickly stood and said to Master Jared, “she was watching us.” The Master’s face turned red and his expression changed from passion to pure anger. He walked over to the bound girl, grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. He spoke directly into her face, “did you enjoy that, did it make you hot?” Slave Kassidy didn’t know what to say so she didn’t answer. “ANSWER ME!” the master yelled.
“No sir,” the slave whispered.
“No?” the master asked. “you expect me to believe that? I guess I will have to find out for myself.” He reached down between the slave’s quivering legs and felt her wet pussy lips and swollen clitoris.
“It’s just sweat” the slave tried to explain.
“Shut Up, no one told you to speak,” the mistress said while slapping her across the face. Master Jared turned to the Mistress and said, “I am taking care of this you bitch, how dare you!” He then slapped her across the face, “now go stand in the corner with your skirt lifted up and your panties down, I’m not done with you!”
He returned his attention to the task at hand, his very disobedient slave. He motioned to the patiently waiting slave Jared to come over.
“I was going to give your Mistress the pleasure of doing this, but since she can’t seem to control herself, you may do it.”
“Thank-You Master,” the slave replied.
“Very good slave Ethan, we have taught you well, now it is your turn to teach someone a lesson.”
Master Jared handed the slave the whip that Mistress Candi had been using. It was a very high quality device. Beautiful purple suede leather ropes on one end, and a large dildo on the other.
The master motioned for slave Malina to come and join them behind the bound and waiting girl.
“slave Malina since you have waited patiently and quietly this whole time I would like you to help.”
“Yes Master, Thank-You Master.”
Master Jared then walked over beside the rack that held the slave and pushed the top of it until the slave was bent over at the waist.
“I would like for you to come over here and spread slave Kassidy’s cheeks wide open for me.”
“Yes Master” slave Malina obediently walked over and grabbed a hold of the slaves red globes and pulled them wide open, ready for whatever punishment the Master desired.
Master Jared handed slave Ethan a tube of lubricant and said, “you know what to do.”
Slave Ethan thanked his Master as was required, and proceeded to open the lubricant and squirt some onto the dildo. He walked over to the bound, spread eagle slave Kassidy. Slowly he began to work the dildo into the slave’s tight butt. She cried out in pain and oddly pleasure. Master Jared noticed this and said to slave Ethan, “she’s enjoying that, if you don’t make it painful for her I am going to have to show you how, and you won’t like it.” Slave Ethan had never done anything bad enough to warrant something like that, and he didn’t want to start now. He decided he had better do this the way his Master wanted and in a hurry. He shoved the dildo into slave Kassidy’s butt, not enough to do any damage, but enough to make her think twice about misbehaving again.
“That’s better,” the Master said, “that will teach you to get aroused without permission.”

The Punishment of Megan
Megan stoo
d shackled to the dungeon wall, watching her friend being punished, and wondering what wou
ld be done to her. The cinder blocks that made up the wall were cold on her exposed butt. She knew that soon enough she would be begging to stand against that wall. In front of her though far across the room was a large mirror. She could see herself in it. “What a pitiful sight,” she thought. She wished that someone would come over and remove the large ball gag that was still in her mouth. Her jaw was beginning to ache. Her wish would come true all too soon. At that very moment Mistress Candi came over to her and removed the gag.
“Enjoying the show?” she asked her slave. “I hope so, because you are next.”
The slave was left alone to think about what they would do to her. She could see Master Jared going down on Mistress Candi. She also saw her friend watching. She wanted so badly to yell over to her to stop. Too late they caught her. Soon she saw them checking the area between her legs. She thought to herself, “Uh-oh I am getting hot from this too, I hope they don’t come over here.” At that very moment Mistress Candi was being sent to the corner to wait.
“Ok, I think I safe.” Slave Megan thought. She continued to watch the torture that her friend was enduring. Finally it was over, and she knew it was her turn. She wondered if they were going to attach her to the rack too. She hoped not, but maybe it would be better than having to stand the whole time.
“Uh-oh here they come, time to be as obedient as possible” she thought.
“You look rather scared slave Megan,” Master Jared said, “good, because if you behave the way your little partner over there did… (She looked over at her friend slumped over and trying to recover from the punishment.) you will get it worse than she did because my patience had run out.”
“Let’s begin.”
Slave Megan came over and removed slave Megan from the wall. She led her by the hair, as instructed, to the large mirror on the other side of the room. On the floor in front of it was a spreader bar and what looked like a pummel horse like gymnast’s use. On the pummel horse was a pony tail holder and a large wooden hairbrush.
“slave, put your hair into a high ponytail,” her Master instructed her. She did as she was told as quickly as possible. Slave Malina then bent slave Megan over the pummel horse so her pert little butt was sticking high in the air. Slave Ethan was told to attach her legs to the spreader bar. This device spread her legs almost as wide as they could go. Once slave Megan was into position, Master Jared put a cuff that was attached to a chain and a pulley on the ceiling to her hair. He then walked over to a wheel on the wall and turned it. Slave Megan heard the chain clicking through the pulley and soon felt her head being raised. Once she was staring at herself in the mirror her Master stopped the wheel and came over to her.
“do you like what you see? I do.”
The slave just lay there and didn’t speak or move, not because she was being respectful but because she simply couldn’t move. Her Master gave her simple but horrible instructions,
“during your whole punishment you will watch yourself and your butt. Megan thought to herself, “how am I supposed to watch my butt.” Just then her Master walked over to another wheel quite like the one that raised her head, and lowered a large mirror behind her. She was able then to see her white butt. Slave Ethan was told to go retrieve the implement table. He wheeled it over and slave Megan saw what she was in for. On the table was a large riding crop, a brand new whip with a dildo on the end. Slave Megan was determined not to find out what that one felt like. Also on the table were a paddle and the hairbrush Megan had just used on her hair. Then she looked over to the far end of the table and saw something she wished she hadn’t, the dreaded cane. That device was one of the worst things that can possibly be used. Master Jared noticed her staring wide eyed at the cane and said, “don’t worry that will only be used if you don’t take the other implements like a big girl. But, if I have to use it, you will endure it with the whip/dildo in your butt. As I said, my patience has worn out.” Slave Megan quickly decided that was not something she wanted.
“Yes Master, I understand Master,” the slave replied.
“That’s good slave, I hope I don’t have to do that to you, although I think you may deserve it.”
Slave Megan’s eyes got wide again, she thought, “oh shoot, please no!” Master Jared again saw the fear in Megan’s eyes and he could feel his manhood growing because of it. “I think it is time to begin,” the master said.
“slave Malina you may begin, I need a moment to myself.” Master Jared walked over to a chair pulled his swelled manhood out and began to stroke it. At the same time slave Malina picked up the hairbrush and began to smack slave Megan. She continued rhythmically until the slave’s butt was a bright cherry red. Then asked her Master if slave Ethan could take over. With the Master’s permission slave Ethan began punishing her butt with the paddle. Slave Ethan was not a nice as slave Malina. He saw that slave Megan was doing pretty well she had only a few tears in her eyes and her legs weren’t even trembling yet. So he made sure he got many good smacks on both cheeks at the same time. Before he was done with her she was bawling freely and her legs were trembling. By that time Master Jared had finished getting off. He came over to inspect the work of the two slaves.
“very good, you both have done very well, slave Megan’s behind looks just beautiful and ready for my riding crop!”
“Oh no,” slave Megan thought, “This can’t be good, it’s one thing to have the paddle wielded by and expert, it is a whole other to have the crop used by one.”
“It’s my turn now,” the Master said happily.
He raised the crop up high over his head and with a loud swoosh came down hard on the slave’s butt. She could see and feel the welt that arose from it. He wasn’t anywhere near done. He continued to beat her with the crop, one welt after another, and he even got a few in across one another. Slave Megan screamed after each blow. Master Jared was beginning to tire of all the noise.
“If you don’t shut up I am going to get the whip out!” Slave Megan closed her mouth and cried to herself.
“That’s much better slave,” the Master said approvingly. He gave her a few more strokes just for good measure. Pretty soon he was bored with it and decided to do something a little bit different. He grabbed a paddle and told slave Malina to spread the slave’s butt cheeks wide apart. Slave Megan got scared and brave at the same time, so she spoke up,
“Uh, Sir, I thought if I was quiet and well behaved I wouldn’t get that?” With that comment she felt another sting of the crop.
“Yes, I told you if you behaved you wouldn’t have to endure that,” Master Jared said, “but it seems that you have gotten rather brave, by speaking out of turn. Perhaps you feel brave enough to have the dildo in your behind!” He picked up the whip and placed the tip of the dildo against the slaves exposed butt hole.
“May I speak Sir,” slave Megan asked?
“Yes.”
“I am sorry I spoke without being spoken to, and I will never attempt to be brave like that again. I have learned my lesson Master,” slave Megan pleaded
“Ok,” her Master started, “but should I believe you?” he asked while beginning to push the dildo in. “You may answer me slave.”
“Yes Master,” she groaned, “I promise I have learned my lesson, Thank-You Master.”
Master Jared removed the dildo from her anus, and continued with her beating. He used the small flexible paddle and began to flog the insides of her butt cheeks. She took the punishment without making another sound. He soon decided it was time to bring out the big guns (again). He told slave Malina to move out of the way, he picked up the whip and began to flog the slaves butt, thighs, and lower back. Once the slave was a beautiful shade of red all over her backside, Master Jared stopped.
Slave Megan was sobbing quietly to herself and didn’t eve
n realize the punishment was over. The Master and two other slaves left her lay there to recuperate.