"Don't feel so bad, it will get worse with the horses. Look at
     what was in you." The nurse held up the huge dildo 7" X 12",
     which looked like the weapon that it was. Unprepared, it could do
     a lot of damage to a woman's vagina.       "Rest for a while,"
     the nurse said, undoing Julie's bonds, "Take a shower in the next
     room, but be ready in one hour for your next experience...The
     laboratory..."

                                     The Laboratory

     A new woman came to pick Julie up. She had long streight black
     hair, down to her ass. "My name is Andrea. Mistress Andrea to
     you. I'm one on the scientists that developed the systems that
     changed your body into the slut machine that it is now. I'm going
     to show you the laboratory where we do some of our experiments. I
     won't be showing you anything too scientific, just some of the
     more interesting things."

     Andrea brought a wheelchair over to Julie and told her to sit in
     it. There were two moderate sized dildoes on the chair, making it
     obvious where she was to sit. Once  she was in place, Andrea
     wheeled Julie into the hallway naked as a jaybird. The dildoes
     were having an effect on her, as each bump she went over pushed
     the fake cocks deep inside her body.

     "First I will show you one the male experimentation rooms. In
     this room, we have men who have been altered with the use of high
     dose hormones, so that they experience enlargment of their
     testicles, which produces large amounts of semen. Similar to your
     breasts, which now produce milk, they must be milked once an
     hour, every hour, and as soon as they awake, they are immediately
     masturbated three times, to reduce the pressure in their
     reproductive tracts. One of our best tortures, is not to let them
     ejaculate for a few hours. The pain is incredible. They become so
     sensitive that once we let them come, one or two strokes and they
     are squirting it all over the place. To give you an idea about
     how much the average orgasm is, they usually have about 25 hard
     muscle spasms, with each spasm producing about 1/2 a teaspoon of
     semen. Obviously, when I say that their balls are large..."

     The door opened, and Julie's eyes grew large. There were two men
     tied to X frames, moaning softly. While their semi-hard dicks
     were only slightly larger than average (about 7" long) their
     balls were HUGE!!! Each seemed to be the size of a tennis ball.

     "We have prepared a demonstration for you," said Andrea, "these
     men were particularly bad, so they have not ejaculated for 10
     hours, almost the longest ever. Can you imagine having 10 hours
     of blue balls? Now, watch the demonstration. Another part of this
     demonstration will show the dedication of our slaves once they
     leave here."

     Two twin girls walked it and one said "We have been slaves here
     since we were born. Our names are 'Slut' and 'Whore' and that is
     what we are. Our lives are dedicated to serving our masters and
     mistrisses."  Andrea said "these girls both love to swallow cum.
     They adore it in all ways, and will drink it no matter where it
     comes from. Now watch:"

      One of the girls (Who had the name "Slut" tattooed just above
     her pussy) went over to the first man and bent over and spread
     her ass, revealing is to have been recently stretched and
     greased. She quickly grabbed the man's cock, and shoved it into
     her asshole. The man groaned immeidately and began almost
     screaming. Julie could see the huge muscle contractions of his
     crotch, as he pumped gallons of cum into the girl 'Slut'.

      After about 45 seconds, she began fucking him, and after about
     30 seconds  he groaned again and began coming. During all this,
     her sister was licking 'slut's' pussy and the cum leaking out of
     her asshole.  After about four orgasms, the man went limp (and
     not just his cock).

     Andrea said "now watch"  Whore lay down on the ground and opened
     her mouth. Slut (obviously straining to keep the large volume of
     cum in her ass) bend down over Whore's mouth and let loose. Cum
     was streaming out of Slut's ass into Whore's mouth, and covered
     her face. Whore and Slut were rubbing their own pussys, cumming
     constantly. Julie saw what must have been at least two CUPS!!! of
     come pour out of that asshole and into that mouth.

     The cum was squirting out of Slut's asshole, covering Whore's
     face, both moaning constantly. As soon as the last amount of cum
     had come out of that puckered asshole, slut immediatly turned
     around and began licking off all of that cum that was on her
     sister's face.

     After the cum was licked off of Whore's face, Slut bent over and
     whore put her mouth to the still cum covered asshole and began
     licking and sucking it until there was no cum left.

     Meanwhile, the other guy was moaning even louder, now that his
     "friend" has gotten off, but not him. The girls went to a cabinet
     and removed a clear sheath, with a clear tube attatched to the
     closed end. The other end of the tube had an enema nozzle on it.
     Whore bent over, and her sister pushed the enema nozzle into her
     ass.

     Carefully, Slut poured some mineral oil into the sheath and
     lubricated the inside well. Julie was moved over closer so she
     could see the action. Slut slipped (slowly, so the man wouldn't
     cum) the sheath over the man's straining cock. Once fully
     enclosed, she began stroking the rigid cock, util the man let out
     a moan and began coming. Julie could see the loads of cum pouring
     out of the cock, and with nowhere to go, it went down the tube
     into Whore's waiting ass. After the orgasm was over, Slut began
     again. The man, who hadn't come in what seemed like weeks, began
     coming only 45 seconds later, still producing 8-10 tablespoons of
     the white creamy cum. Two more times the proceedure was repeated.
     Slut then removed the sheath and placed it back onto the now hard
     cock of the other man, and jerked him off twice.

     Julie could see all that cum go through the clear tube into
     Whore's ass (wanting to taste it, knowing how badly she needed it
     by the puddle of juices she was sitting in, and her erect, but
     unsatisfied clit). Slut pulled the sheath off of the drained man,
     and removed it from the tube coming out of Whore's ass.

     Slut put the tube into her mouth and began sucking the cum out of
     her sister's ass while furiously rubbing her pussy (as was her
     sister). After sucking about 2/3's of the cum into her mouth, she
     pulled the tube out (holding it as to not lose any cum) and went
     to her sister's mouth and poured the cum into Whore's mouth.
     Whore then took the tube and sucked the rest of the cum OUT OF
     HER OWN ASSHOLE!!!

     The sisters then began kissing each other, passing globs of cum
     back and forth between themselves.

     Andrea said "Someday, you'll love cum that much.... But, now your
     breasts must be getting a little heavy, I think we need to take
     care of that milk in there."

     ****CHAPTER 7. JULIE GETS MILKED, AND GETS TO PUNISH A SLAVE WHO
     MASTURBATED WHEN SHE SHOULDN'T HAVE (CLIT TORTURE). THEN OFF TO
     THE BARN....******

     *****COMMENTS ARE NEEDED. I HAVEN'T THOUGHT OF ANY CHAPTERS PAST
     THE BARN. UPLOAD TO R&E BBS AS JULIECXX.ZIP IF THERE AREN'T ANY
     COMMENTS, THE STORY MIGHT END AFTER THE BARN******

      She felt the sharp stings of the needles in her arms, saw the fluids dripping
 into her arms, and the lights seemed to dim out utill......

      ......She woke up lying on the same examination table, with her legs spread.
 She was somewhat groggy, but examined herself. She looked down her body, and
 was amazed: Her breasts were huge, with large nipples protruding from them. Her
 pussy!!! Her clit was at least 3/4" long. The nurse came up to her. "Well, you're back.
 I'm glad. We'll start right now with the pussy stretcher." The nurse rolled the smae
 machine that was used to work on her ass over, but this time, there was a HUGE
 dildo attached. It was 3" in diameter and 9" long. The nurse started rubbing Julie's clit.
 Shockwaves went through julie's body. SHe had never been as sensitive ats this.
 "Yes, I know, you can't believe that your clit feels like this. Well, you haven't felt
 anything yet. The nurse attached two clamps to her inner pussy lips, and attached the
 other end to rings on the machine. This spread Julie's pussy wide open. Her jucies
 were flowing copiously. She felt the nurse push the dildo into her pussy. She had
 never felt so full. She then felt somthing being placed on her clit.

      "That is an electrical nerve stimulator. It can be used for pleasure....or pain. It's
 is the extreme of both. It can make you come and come, or it can make you scream
 with agony. You're lucky. You get the pleasure....today. Watch."

      All of a sudden her pussy exploded with pleasure, getting her closer and closer
 to coming. All of a sudden, she exploded in a blinding orgasm. As she felt her
 muscles contract, the dildo resisted the contractions and got larger. Her body fell back
 against the table, sweat covering her.

      "Well? What do you think? After each orgasm, the dildo will increase in size
 1/4" in diameter and 1/3" in length, untill it is 7" thick, and 12" long. Then it will make
 you have 4 more orgasms without and stroking. Then it will stroke you to 4 more.
 THen you will just sit there, full for 10 minutes."

      The nurse flipped that magical switch, and left the room. Shockwave after
 shockwave went through Julie's body. In less than 30 seconds, her first of god knows
 how many orgasms went through her. Then the dildo got bigger. It was already
 beginning to stretch her past any fist that had ever been inside her.

      Sweat was dripping off of her, pussy juice was in a puddle under her ass, and
 her pussy was red and swollen. After 12 or so orgasms, the dildo reached full size
 and began stroking in and out of her now tortured pussy. She was so full, that her
 pussy lips could not even move. She was screaming inside form the pain and the
 pleasure, as the machine registered her last four orgasms.

      The stroking stopped. She just lay on the table, exausted. A few moments later,
 she opened her eyes and saw an amazing site: there was milk all over her breasts.
 She haden't even noticed that with each orgasm, milk starting pouring out of her huge
 breasts. She tried to look between her legs, but was too tired.

      After the ten minutes (which seemed like an hour) the nurse came back in.
 "Well, you certanly can hold a large cock in you. I don't think you will have a problem
 fucking the horses on the farm. But first you will get the tour of the building, see the
 experiments that we have going on here, and then you will go to the farm-where you
 will get milked, and get your first taste of horse cum...and horse piss."

      She pulled the still huge dildo out of Julie's pussy, which continued to gape
 wide open. So the nurse roughly jammed her fist in to the waiting hole. Feeling her
 cervix, she balled her fist up and quickly pulled her hand out of Julie, who
 subsequently screamed.

      "Don't feel so bad, it will get worse with the horses. Look at what was in you."
 The nurse held up the huge dildo 7" X 12", which looked like the weapon that it was.
 Unprepared, it could do a lot of damage to a woman's vagina.

      "Rest for a while," the nurse said, undoing Julie's bonds, "Take a shower in the
 next room, but be ready in one hour for your next experience...The laboratory..."

 ****NEXT, JULIE SEES THE LABORATORY, AND THEN GOES TO THE FARM TO BE MILKED AND
 MEET THE HORSES.****

 SORRY FOR THE DELAY. WORK WAS A BITCH.

 AS ALWAYS, COMMENTS ARE DESIRED AND APPRECIATED. LEAVE AS JULIECXX.ZIP

 THANKS,

 DOCTOR X

Roycee greeted the Rodriguez' when they arrived for the fall term. They
were driving an old VW, like Elena had always wanted. Under the paint,
which was original, the bug was almost brand new. She welcomed them to
'Ross Gardens', a home away from home for girls and boys, largely Harvard
students. A young couple managed it for Ross, who planned to visit as
often as possible. The husband was an instructor at Harvard and his wife a
doctoral candidate, with one sweet little three year old girl. Jenny and
Elena both fell in love with the little girl, but vowed to not interrupt
their studies, even for a baby, until they graduated.

Roycee had discovered the 'Boston Dungeon Society', so she was getting and
giving enough to keep her ass satisfied. She soon had Elena and Carlos
going to meetings and playing. Elena was a bit embarrassed to be on
display, the first time she was publicly spanked. About two good spanks
later she forgot the audience completely.

About two years after their marriage, Rhonda presented Ross with twin
girls. They both agreed to spank them when they were older.

Jenny did two years at the local college, then transferred to Harvard.
Naturally, she and Derek stayed at Ross gardens. He transferred to MIT,
which was only a few miles down Mass. Avenue from Harvard. Since he
already had his undergraduate degree, he was accepted as a Masters candidate.

Roycee surprised everyone by finally falling in love! He was a grad
student from London, of all places. His family had moved there two
generations previously, due to the unrest in South Africa. She found him
through the Boston Dungeon Society, so they were well matched in that
respect. She claimed he was the only person who could spank her hard
enough and long enough to satisfy her ass. The other four friends were
there at a Society meeting one night when he was topping her. It seemed to
take forever, but he finally got her to 'safeword'. They were married in the spring.

One night at a Dungeon Society meeting, they brought out two crosses.
Jenny was strapped to one and Elena the other. Elena had given one of the
extra strops to Jenny. Naturally, Carlos spanked Elena and Derek spanked
Jenny. A girl started the count. On 'one' both girls got a lash. On 'two'
they got another. Their combined screaming damn near broke a window. They
took a dozen, and were carried off to rest. They got a standing ovation.

Miss Hunt was now Mrs. Lewis, and enjoying married life very much. She
remembered Jenny and her spankings. Dox would show up with a very well
spanked ass, and challenge the kids that gave her any static. They were
all swimming nude, so Dox's ass was very much on view. If anyone asked why
she had been spanked, she replied, "I just happened to want one." This was
the truth, but no one in the class, except Mrs. Lewis, believed her.

She was telling her husband, Jody, about her day, and mentioned the
spankings she used to see on Jenny, and now on Dox. She remarked, "I think
they both got spanked on purpose some times. You know, Jody, just thinking
about you giving me one is turning me on."

Jody smiled, "Just thinking about taking you over my lap and spanking your
bare ass is turning _me_ on. Come here, you naughty little girl." It
wasn't much of a spanking, but it was a start, and they made very vigorous
love on the floor afterwards. They couldn't wait to get to the bedroom.

Soon they visited the Leather Shop and were well supplied with restraints
and spanking toys. After a good one, Jody was virtually attacked by his wife.

She still was the gym instructor and training Dox. The girl was very fast,
but lacked training, so she won many meets her freshman year, but the team
wasn't really with her. She continued to practice all summer, and the team
really took off in the fall. She was able to bring the State Championship
back to the school in her sophomore year. She continued to inspire the
team, and they took the State Championship an unprecedented three times in a row.

Ellen gave her regular spankings, but that was because Dox wanted them,
not that she was naughty. Her Grade Point Average in high school was very
close to 4.00 and Ross had her accepted conditionally by Harvard.
Naturally, she kept her grades up and soon was a resident of Ross Gardens.

Dox was very happy with the Boston Dungeon Society. She soon met a number
of members of the group and was invited to spanking activities. Her sister
was married, and wanted to be with her husband. The same was true of Jenny
and Elena. She didn't want to bother them when she needed a spanking, but
she did occasionally. At one play party she met a big, thin guy who was
about her color, which was light chocolate. He gave her a good one at the
party, and took her out later. Soon they were dating, spanking and
finally, fucking. He was a mixture, as she was, but part American Indian.
They waited until summer break to marry. He lived in a dorm, and was very
happy to move to Ross Gardens.

Some of the girls complained about the screaming, but they got used to it,
particularly when they discovered that a good deal of it was coming from
the owner's daughter, Elena.

Dox, Elena and Jenny would often carry a soft pillow to class in their backpack.

The END

                     Julie's testing: Her ass gets it

      "I'll be leaving you now, I'll be back in about an hour or so, when the
 machine pages me." The nurse flipped a switch on the machine, and Julie
 screamed as the rest of the 7" length of the dildo was rammed into her asshole in
 one push.

      Julie felt the dildo sliding in and out of her ass slowly, as perhaps a good
 assfuck might be. But she knew that this pleasant feeling wouldn't last too long.
 As soon as she thought that, her entire gut wrenched up, as she felt the blast of
 electricity surge through her. Her ass clenched around the dildo, trying to dislodge
 it, without success. The shock stopped, and as she relaxed, she felt the dildo get
 slightly bigger. Once again,  the dildo began sliding in and out of her now sore ass.
 and once again, her entire body tensed up as the electrical shock hit her. She felt
 the dildo get slightly larger, now stretching her asshole just a bit too much for it to
 be considered uncomfortable. She also realized that as she tensed up, she started
 those weights attached to the bungee cords moving, causing her breasts to start
 painfully bouncing around.

      This stretching continued for the next hour. Her ass was rubbed raw,
 bleeding slightly. SHe was becoming somewhat immune to the electrical shocks,
 but each stretch of the dildo was a new experience in pain. But, she realized, she
 had had at least 15 orgasms, each more draining than the first. She could feel the
 pool of pussy juice (now mixed with blood) formed around her ass.

      The machine began to beep softly, and she saw the nurse enter the room
 again. "How are we doing? feeling open yet?" The nurse pressed one more button
 on the machine, and Julie screamed as the dildo enlarged about twice the width in
 usually grew, and it forcfully began reaming her ass. After a minute of this, Julie was
 brought to a screaming orgasm, and she felt the dildo slow down, and finally stop
 and pull out. Her ass felt so wide open, and her muscles were too weak to even
 close up the hole.

      The nurse pulled the machine away from the exam table, and showed Julie the
 new size of the dildo. Julie was amazed. THe dildo was at least 10" long, and 6"
 wide, covered in blood. "You'll be given ample time to heal, which is the next
 process before we go on to your pussy. Imagine, you'll get a dildo larger than this
 one in your pussy after your ass is healed.

      "Here's what's going to happed to you next. You will have an Intravenous
 line started in both your arms, one will contain nutrients, high in proteien and
 minerals. The other will contain several chemicals. One will be a sedative: you will
 be kept sedated for the next week while you heal, that way we don't have to
 worry about you going anywhere. Another will be extremely high concentrations of
 the hormones that make your body sexually exited. By the time you wake up, even
 the slightest touch on your clit will bring you to a screaming orgasm. Still another
 will make your vagina begin to secrete incredibley large amounts of lubrication.
 Another will make your clit grow to about the same size as mine."

      The nurse lifed her skirt up, to show her engorged pussy, with legs that
 were completely soaked with pussy juice. Her clit was at least 3/4" long. "I have
 never experienced the types of orgasms that I have now, since I had the treatment
 you are about to receive." The nurse continued with the list of bodily changes that
 are going to occur to Julie.

      "Another chemical will make use of the high concentrations of fat that will
 be in the nutrient solutiion, and your breasts will grow to the DD size that mine
 are. And last, but not least, you will start producing milk-not the little amount they
 normally would, but several cups a day. To stay comfortable, you will need to be
 milked at least twice a day.  One of the best (worst) tortures I have ever had, was
 when my master didn't milk my breasts for 2 weeks. My breasts were so swollen
 and purple by the end of the two weeks that just touching them made milk leak
 out. He hooked me up to the milking machine and pulled about 1 1/2 quarts out of
 by breasts, which he promptly gave to me as an enema. I have never felt so
 relieved in my life. Of course, the milking machine is never a gentle way to get milk
 out of your breasts. It's the same machine used to milk the cows that are on the
 farm."

      "But enough chat. The technicians will be in to start you up. have a good
 time. The nurse pulled on the breast weights a couple of times before she left the
 room. Then, two good looking men, with collars with 3 stars on them came into
 the room. Now Julie saw what those chemicals did to the men here: The men had
 slightly larger than average penises, but their balls were HUGE. She didn't know
 how the men stood having them swing so much. But Julie didn't get to play with the
 cocks,

      One tech roughly pulled the clamps from her tits, leaving a bloody trail, and
 the other said "I'm going to put a tube into your bladder, that way, you won't piss
 yourself while you are being medicated."

      The tech opened up a kit and took a foley catheter, put some sterile KY on
 it, roughly pulled her pussy open, and pushed the catheter into her bladder. When
 he inflated the balloon, she saw him grin as he put a few extra CC's of water in
 the balloon: "Just to make sure that you don't accidentally pull the catheter out."

      She felt the sharp stings of the needles in her arms, saw the fluids dripping
 into her arms, and the lights seemed to dim out utill......

 ****TO BE CONTINUED IN JULIE5.ZIP: JULIES' PUSSY GETS IT

 EXPECT SPREADING, FISTING, FORCED ORGASMS ELECTRONICALLY,
 ELECTRICAL SHOCKS, CLIT TORTURE, AND PIERCING OF HER PUSSY.

 ONCE AGAIN, PLEASE FORWARD COMMENTS. I APPRECIATE THE COMMENTS
 RECEIVED SO FAR, AS YOU CAN SEE, BREAST TORTURE IS ON THE WAY, AND
 SHE IS DUE TO GO TO THE FARM SOON.

Jenny went over to the apartment. Dox was in the back yard weeding a
vegetable garden. Jenny asked, "How does your ass feel today?"

Dox laughed, "Funny you should ask. I was thinking of maybe visiting you
today or tomorrow for a 'treatment'. Are you in the mood to spank somebody
today? That would be fine with me. Now that you have me thinking about the
cane, it is more than fine. I'd just love one today."

"OK, I met a Japanese girl who wants one today also. I thought it might be
cool to try and spank two girls at once. Only one gets tied to the bed,
but we can work that out when she gets here. She said she could be here in
about a half an hour."

Dox smiled, "I'll wander by for a visit in about a half an hour."
Jenny called Miki, got a roommate, and soon confirmed the date. Miki
laughed, "I'll call a cab. Dad won't let me drive here because you all use
the wrong side of the road."

Dox arrived about the same time Miki did. Jenny introduced the two girls.
They were about the same size, although Miki was fully grown. Miki spoke,
"Is it all right to talk? I mean is it private?"

Jenny smiled, "Absolutely. Mom is not home yet, but she is used to hearing
screams from my bedroom. If she isn't home soon, I'll leave her a note so
she will know where I am. Dox, Miki is a member of a college sorority that
is into spankings. She was spanked at home and got the razor strop from
gramps at their last meeting. Mom and I were the first two victims. She
has never got the cane, and asked me to give her a spanking with one."
Dox laughed, "Miki, unless you got a caning from my sister Roycee, I can
assure you that the razor strop is worse, although I've never had one.
What do you say, Jenny?"

Miki interrupted, "Excuse me, but is your sister 'the eel'."
Dox smiled, "She sure is, and now I'm getting a hard time from her old
coach. She thinks I can be 'eel II', or something like that."

Miki was fascinated, "I saw Roycee swim a few times. We went to the high
school for some of the meets, when the State Championship was at stake. 
Are you fast?"

Dox shrugged, "Miss Hunt was over at the junior high just this week. She
asked our teacher if she could work with me after regular class. When we
were alone she had me do a few laps. She helped me with a fast start,
something our teacher has never stressed, but in junior, the swimming is
just for exercise, really. Then the fast turn, too. She thinks I have
potential and she talked me into swimming this summer, at the high school
pool. I know how proud mom and sis would be if I could help bring the
school another win, but I don't know if I have the drive Roycee had. I
really think she was Olympic class."

Miki shook her head, "Why didn't she go further?"
Dox had a serious look on her face, "Miki, you are looking at half the
reason, and mom is the other. It takes lots of money to give up everything
and train at the Olympic level. She joined the fire department in the
capital because the pay was good, and she got health benefits for mom and
I. Now we were lucky and she met Helen-Ann Sargent, the daughter of Ross
Sargent, who happens to collect money like Bill Gates. Jenny and her mom
and pop let us stay here for free and Ross got her a scholarship at
Harvard. She is headed for an MBA, and I bet some day she will be the
first female nigger VP at Ross Industries."

Miki was confused, "I'm awfully glad things have worked out for all of
you, but, excuse my ignorance, I thought 'nigger' was a derogatory word
for an Afro-American."

Dox laughed, "If you called me that it would be, but a black, or whatever
you want to call me, can call another black a nigger and it is OK. I
wouldn't call you a 'Jap', Miki."

Just then Ellen arrived home, "Hi girls. Why do I think I am going to hear
some noise from Jenny's bedroom?"

Jenny laughed, "You're right mom, and it will be Miki's first meeting with
the cane. Dox liked the idea, so we are having a double-header. Hey mom,
Dox asked whether the cane or the razor strop was worse. I'd vote the
strop, but I've only had it from gramps."

Ellen thought about the question, "Well, if you compare a dozen with the
strop, given by my dad, to a dozen given you, by me, with the cane, there
is no comparison. Even the twenty five I'm giving you now won't compare,
but if you gave the cane to dad, you might have a different opinion. I
recall one day you were getting a lot from your girlfriends and you said
it was as bad as the strop. Miki has had the strop from dad and she is
going to get the cane from you today. I'll bet she will think the strop
was worse, but it depends on how hard you hit."

Jenny said, "OK girls, spanking time; this way Miki. Dox knows the way.
Look, I mentioned this before Miki, I've only got the one set of
restraints. I can spank you one at a time tied down, or do it double, like
we were talking about, but I can't tie you both down at once."
Miki said, "I am never tied down at home. I am expected to take my
punishment, and if I attempt to put my hands over my rear or move off the
lap, or chair, or whatever they are using, I get extras. Use the
restraints on Dox and I will lie next to her without any. Then we can have
the double spanking we were discussing."

Jenny nodded. They were at her room, "Take all your clothes off and I'll
tie Dox down. Miki, you get next to her." Jenny helped Dox to clip the
last cuff and Miki lay next to her. "Miki, if you want, hold one of Dox's
hands very tight and you can hold the bed post with your other hand.
Spread your legs. You can even put one leg over one of Dox's. My, what a
lovely sight, two nice asses to spank at the same time. Make as much noise
as you want. Mom is used to it. Ready, you two?" Both girls nodded.

Jenny started with Dox, since she was closer on the bed.
BAM! Scream.

Then she leaned over a little.
BAM! EEEEEEEEEEE. Miki had an entirely different scream.
BAM! Scream.
BAM! EEEEEEEEEEE.

Miki thrashed around quite a bit, but held one of Dox's hands like it was
a life preserver, with her other hand holding the bed post. Both girls
were crying. Jenny couldn't tell which one was more affected by the
spanking. They were both very vocal, although Miki had a scream that was
somehow different from any American girl she had ever heard.

Finally Jenny finished both girls. She had to admit that fifty strokes had
tired her arm. Dox was trying to say something through her sobbing. It
sounded like something to do with mom. OH, did she actually want that
extra Jenny had given her last week?"

Both girls were calming down a bit. Jenny said, "Dox, are you asking for
the extra for mom?" Dox nodded her head. "Miki, last time, mom was kidding
and told me to give Dox an extra for her, so I got up on a step and really
put all my weight into the extra. Now Dox wants me to give her the extra
today, but you don't have to. You already took the so-called standard spanking."

Miki shook her head, "Please, the same for me."
Jenny got the plastic steps and got up on the first level. "Ready, Dox?" She nodded.
BAAAAM! EEOUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! That sounded familiar!

"That was pretty bad, you sure you want it Miki?" The girl nodded.
BAAAAM! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Miki thrashed on the bed, and her hands flew to her ass.

Jenny untied Dox. The two girls embraced. They had been through exactly
the same thing together. Jenny took a quilt and spread it over them. "Rest
awhile and let you asses recover a bit. I'll see you in the kitchen later.  No hurry."

Jenny was reading the paper about an hour later when the two girls showed
up, hand in hand. Dox said, "We took so long because we, er, that is, we
played a bit after you left."

Jenny smiled, "A spanking makes me hot as hell. I hope you enjoyed each other."
Miki was a bit embarrassed, "We are not so frank in my country, even among
friends, but Dox is very good and showed me how two girls can assist one
another. I had never done that before. My legs are still weak. She and I,
er, ah, plan to get together sometimes. Do you suppose you would be
willing to give us a spanking together again?"

Jenny smiled, "Of course, I love to spank ass."

When Dox got home she went to the bathroom to put some skin cream on the
marks left by the cane. It seemed to cool her ass a little. She had not
locked the door properly and her mom came in. Mom looked at the well
spanked ass and said, "Dox, it appears that you were just spanked."

"Ah, yes mom."
"Were you naughty?"
"Not really mom."

"You just felt like you needed a spanking, right?"
"Yes mom. I, er..., I get that way some times."

"That's fine dear. If Jenny or her mother wish to spank you here, it is
perfectly all right. I will ignore the screams. I used to feel like that
when I was your age. I had to do something naughty to get spanked. Were
you doing the same with me? I've noticed how nice we have gotten along the
last few weeks."

Dox nodded, "It was Jenny who guessed. She gave me the spanking here, but
she said I could go to her place and hint I needed one. It took me a week,
but I was feeling kinda blah one day and just went and told Jenny. She
knew what I needed right away and she gave it to me in her room. Her mom
knows, and the next time I was braver and just asked Jenny if she would
please spank me. Today was very interesting. A Japanese girl wanted one,
and I hadn't had one in a week, so Jenny suggested we take them together.
Miki is very nice. She is tiny for her age, about my size, but she is a
Junior in college. I was tied down, but Miki held one of my hands and the
bed post. Jenny gave a good one. Twenty five, then one where she gets on a
small stool and really puts everything into it. It is a bit away from the
rest. Take a look, mom .Her mom gently felt the marks, especially the one
that seemed to be swelling the most. She shook her head, "I wish my old
hands would allow me to spank you that much. Would you let Betsy spank you?"

"Aunt Betsy, Helen-Anne's maid?"

"She is more mother to Helen-Ann than maid, but yes. She has been spanking
Helen-Ann when her dad has to go on trips."

Dox smiled, "Please ask her to spank me, but not for a few days at least,
mom. The one today was pretty good and should last me for awhile. She
kissed her mom. "Thanks for understanding."

Dox told Jenny that her mom had found out about the extra spankings, but
was understanding. Her next one was supposed to come from Betsy in a few days.
Jenny was surprised, "I've met Betsy a few times at Helen-Ann's place, and
I never thought she would be much of a spanker. She is thin as a rail.
Wow, I'd like to try one from her. Ask her if she would mind giving me one
too. She can come over to our place where we have a bigger bed with room
for two, like we did for you and Miki."

About a week after Dox and Miki had been spanked Miss Betsy visited Dox
and her mom. She had brought along her favorite spanking tool, the paddle
she used on Helen-Ann. She said, "So Dox likes to be spanked just like
Helen-Ann. That doesn't surprise me. A spanking is painful, but it sure
clears the mind of all your minor worries. I've had Helen-Ann come to me
all nervous about something and ask for a spanking. After she gets it, she
seems like a new girl. If Dox and Jenny want to be spanked together, that
would be just fine with me. I'll have them both screaming after just a few
spanks." She chuckled.

Ellen was curious, but didn't want to intrude. Jenny asked her to help tie
one hand to Dox and the other to the bed. Then Ellen tied one of Jenny's
feet to Dox and her other to the foot of the bed. It wasn't as
professional as the cuffs, but both girls were well restrained. Ellen
asked, "Jenny, I'm curious to see Miss Betsy spank you; would you mind if
I watched? Would you mind Dox?"

Jenny said, "Sure, mom, but I'm afraid you'll learn some new techniques to
bust my ass." She laughed.

Dox said, "Ellen, how many times have you warmed my ass? Stick around and
enjoy seeing both of us get it."

And get it they did! Betsy started with two spanks on Dox's ass, one on
each cheek. Then Jenny got her two. Neither girl did more than grunt
softly. Betsy kept it up. Two and two. Soon the girls were grunting
louder. Not too much more and they were beginning to thrash around the
bed. Crying came next, then Jenny let out a scream. Dox was about two sets
of spanks behind her. Betsy kept it up. The pair were screaming and crying
like babies. Still Betsy kept up her spanking. Ellen estimated the girls
had gotten about a hundred pairs each. Their asses were bright red and
heavily marked. Betsy finally stopped. "I think that will be enough for
one day." She chuckled.

Ellen untied both girls and covered them with a quilt. They had moved
closer and were embracing each other, but still crying. Betsy said, "Let's
leave them alone. I think they will find ways to compensate for the pain
in a short time." Ellen and Betsy smiled and left the girls to themselves.

Derek and Jenny had been practically living together, and loving every
second of it. The Nelson family was not too happy about the arrangement,
however, when they confronted Derek. He told them that he and Jenny were
going to be married as soon as he had his degree, but if they pushed him
too much, a marriage license only took about three days, and if they
didn't want him in their home with his wife, he was certain the Blackwells
would have him. This resulted in a meeting in the Nelson's large home.

Present were Derek and Jenny, with Ellen and Carl. Jim Nelson appointed
himself spokesperson, "It has come to our attention that our son has been
sneaking into your home and having sex in your daughter's room. We will
not allow this to continue."

Carl started to rise, as if to floor the pompous ass, but Ellen put out
her hand, restraining him, "Mr. Nelson, Derek has been a guest in our home
with the full knowledge of my husband and myself. I am very certain that
your son and our daughter have made love any number of times in her room.
We approved that too. We would rather have them in our home than some
dingy motel or the back seat of a Chevy. I have personally heard Derek ask
Jenny to marry him, and her answer has always been 'yes, but when you get
your degree'. Jenny has asked me to allow her to speak; you have the floor, dear."

Jenny hesitated, "Derek, I have decided that there is only one solution
that makes sense. Would you like to ask me to marry you, for the last time?"

Derek smiled, "Jenny, darling, will you marry me?"
Jenny smiled back, "Yes, dearest, as soon as you want."

Derek said, "I think it takes about three days, but we can get our blood
tests today. Let's go."

There was a babble of voices, but Derek and Jenny left.
Mr. Nelson raged, "She isn't of age."
Ellen smiled, "By two months, but she has our permission."
Mr. Nelson shot back, "I'll see that he is penniless!"

Ellen pointed out, "Sir, Derek is independently wealthy from his grandmother's will."

Mr. Nelson shot back, "Which he doesn't get until he is twenty five."
Ellen smiled, "I happen to have prepared that will, at the request of his
grandmother. There is a clause allowing the executrix to disperse funds
prior to his reaching the age of twenty five, for most any valid reason."

Mr. Nelson wasn't through yet, "And who is this executrix?"

Ellen answered, "_I am_.

That finally shut up Mr. Nelson. Ellen continued. "Now, the wedding will
be in three days. Carl will proudly lead Jenny down the aisle, and give
her to Derek. You and your wife, and any guests you may wish to invite,
will be welcome. I believe I can convince Father Brown to officiate. He is
Episcopalian, as we are. I think Jenny would like a church wedding,
although it may be small." Ellen and Carl left. Mr. Nelson was
uncharacteristically silent.

Actually there were quite a few at the wedding. Elena and Carlos came,
with Ross and Rhonda. Miss Betsy was with them. Then there was Dox and her
mom, plus Miss Hunt and what seemed like about half the school. Grace,
Sally, Nancy and Miki were there from the Sorority, and of course gramps
and gran. Jenny was radiant in a simple white gown. She refused a fancy
wedding dress that she would only wear once.

At almost the last minute Jim and Barbara Nelson arrived. The service was
inspiring and soon Derek and Jenny were man and wife.

Carl had reserved a large room at a local hotel for the reception. A
number of toasts were drunk to the young couple. Finally Jim Nelson got
up, "We were opposed to this marriage, not that it did us any good.
However, today we have seen just how much our son and new daughter love
each other. You are both welcome in our house at any time and you may stay
as long as you desire. I would like to propose a toast to the bride and
groom and hope that they enjoy a very long and happy marriage."

Later he was seen shaking hands with Derek and embracing Jenny.
Because they were both in school, they had chosen her room for a
honeymoon. The next morning she would glow every time she looked at her
new husband, but she was sitting on a pillow.

There was one thing she had promised Roycee and that was to take a 'Final
Exam' with the butt-plug. She explained to Derek, so he inserted the
monster first thing in the morning. He was amazed as the plug expanded her
asshole and finally slipped in. She purposely picked a gym day in the hope
someone would notice the end sticking out and say something. The whole
class swam nude, so there was plenty of opportunity. No one said anything
as they undressed and jumped into the pool.

No one said anything during practice either. She took a shower after
practice and purposely dropped the soap to give her an excuse to lean
down. After doing this three times one of her friends said, "Jenny, what
in the world do you have sticking out of your rear?"

Jenny innocently felt back there and said, "Oh, that is just a butt-plug.
Roycee taught me to use it and I promised that for a 'final exam' I'd wear
it for a whole day, to school. It's pretty big; all you can see is the
part that isn't inside me."

Her friend said, "My God, Jen, just how big is it?"
Jenny smiled. By now all the girls had heard at least part of the
conversation and were anxious to know what she was 'wearing', "I still
have difficulty inserting it, not because it hurts, but because I can't
see what I'm doing. I'd be glad to show it to you if someone knows enough
about butt-plugs to put it back in. I have K-Y jelly with me, in case I
had to take a shit, but then I would have had a struggle re-inserting it.
Do I have a volunteer?"

A girl Jenny really didn't know very well stepped forward. Her parents had
moved to town only about six months ago, so she was finishing up her
senior year at the local high school. She smiled at Jenny, "I've been
playing with fisting for several years, so I shouldn't have a problem.
I'll even demonstrate that my hand will go up your rear, if your plug is
the one I think it is, and you have practiced."

Jenny smiled at her, "Well, Janine, I do love fisting, but why don't you
remove the plug and show it to all these curious girls. Then, if you think
it is big enough, I'd love to have you fist me."

One girl spoke up, "Are you trying to tell us that a fist, as in 'hand'
will go up your bunghole? That's ridiculous!"

Jenny moved a bit so all the girls could watch and said, "Janine, shall we
_SHOW_ them?"

_Zip_, Janine had the plug out, "It is a bit soiled, which is normal, of
course. I'll wash it off before I re-insert it." Jenny bent over and
spread her legs. Janine gently put her four fingers into Jenny's rear,
using plenty of lube. Her thumb was tucked under. Jenny had kept up her
practice with Nadine, so the fist slipped easily into Jenny.

One of the girls squealed, "I don't believe it!"
Janine and Jenny smiled. Janine said, "Would you like to step over here?
I'm in the nude and so is Jenny. 'No mirrors', like they say. Now if my
hand is not up her ass, then where the hell is it? By the way, Jenny, you
have obviously practiced quite a bit. How far up have you had a fist?"

Jenny laughed, "I can't see my asshole too well, but my friend tells me
she has been almost to the elbow. She has a small hand, but yours feels
nice inside me. I have no pain, so why not go a bit higher?"

Janine was gentle as she proceeded to move her arm into Jenny, using lots
of lube. Jenny moaned in pleasure, "Oh, that feels so good. If you have
never tried it, you have no idea what a turn-on it can be. If I had a cum,
I'd faint, for sure."

Janine said, "Miss 'Doubting Thomas', where is the rest of my arm? Are you
satisfied? We have to catch the bus, so I can't spend any more time up her
ass today, as much as I'd like to."

She slowly withdrew her arm and finally her hand. She wiped Jenny's ass
and re-inserted the cleaned and lubed plug. She then turned on a shower
and carefully washed the arm that had been in Jenny. She dried off and
went to Jenny, "Thanks sweetheart, that was nice." She embraced Jenny, who
was still nude.

Jenny returned the embrace and kissed Janine on the lips with her mouth
open, like she was kissing her husband. They kissed for some time before
breaking up. Jenny smiled and said, "It was extra nice for me Janine,
having you inside me, but we will have to get together when we have more
time so I can put my arm into you."

One girl said, "Wow, that was a hot kiss! Jenny, I thought you were just married."
Jenny smiled, embraced Janine again and shared a very wet kiss. She said,
"Derek understands that I am bi-sexual. I love him very much, but that
doesn't mean I can't have fun with girls. God, but you left me hot,
Janine. I hope Derek is home when I get there. He is going to get one nice
big juicy fuck."

Janine smiled, "I have a date with my boyfriend after school, so I'm going
to get it in both holes, for sure. Thanks again Jenny."

Derek waved from their car as Jenny started for the bus. "Jenny shouted,
have to tell Joe I've got a ride. Joe, my husband is picking me up today."

Joe was always kidding her, especially since her marriage, "Don't bust a
bed spring honey."

Jenny looked at Joe, "We sure as hell are going to try, as soon as we get
home. Something you wouldn't believe happened in the locker room, and I'm
so hot I'd scorch one of your seats if I went with you. Ask Janine, if she
wants to talk about it."

Jenny hopped into the car, "Sweetheart, I had the butt-plug out once today."
Derek replied, "Did you have to go poo-poo?"

Jenny laughed, "No darling, it was to let a girl put her arm up my ass in
the locker room. About twenty girls were watching. What a lovely turn-on.
She and I are going to get together again when we have more time. I
haven't had a chance to fist her yet. You can watch, like you did when
Nadine was at our place."

Derek laughed, "She can come any time, if it's going to be like last time
with Nadine. I could feel her fingers on my dick through your holes. Hey,
you have been naughty, and get twenty five with the cane as soon as we get home."

Jenny pretended to be horrified, "Oh, darling, not the cane. I can't take
twenty five big ones from you with that horrible cane."

"Not only that, but you are going to get fucked up the ass and wear nipple clips."
They went quickly to their room when they arrived home. Soon Jenny was
screaming with the cane. Derek would stop occasionally to pull on the
chain for her nipple clips. He was practiced by now, and made her scream
that way too. As soon as she had her twenty five, out came the plug and in
went his dick. She was still crying from the spanking. She screamed as he
played with her nipple clips, with his other hand under her, on her clit.
She had her first cum in seconds.

Restraining himself, Derek put the plug back in, since he knew it helped
her arousal, untied her and flipped her over. He put on a condom, since he
had been in her back hole, and entered her in the more conventional
manner. He pulled on the clips and she had her second cum about the time
he hit bottom. They played until he just had to have his cum, and they
increased their tempo. They crested together, something they were very
good at, and Jenny fainted. Derek covered them both and they slept in each
other's arms until Ellen knocked on their door.

She shouted, "If you can stop fucking long enough, supper is on the
table." Since it was very quiet, Ellen knew that they probably _had_ made
love, but were not at it right now.

Jenny shouted back, "We just had our 10th cum, so we will be right there."
She and Derek had a tousled look at the table. Ellen laughed, "You two
have that 'just fucked' look, and I think it is very lovely. I note that
you are sitting on a pillow, Jenny."

Jenny came back, "The brute spanked me for a little thing like letting one
of the girls but her arm up my butt in the locker room. Besides, he put
the clips on and almost pulled off my tits." She rubbed her chest. She
wasn't wearing a bra, and felt one of her tits. She pinched and let out a small scream.
Ellen laughed and spoke to Derek, "That was her left one. Now let's hear
from her right one. You do it Derek."

Derek kissed his wife tenderly, as his hand strayed to her right tit. He
found it and gave it a very good pinch. "UMMMMM." said Jenny, not having
much luck trying to scream through the kiss.

Ellen served supper, "Carl, don't you think it was naughty of me to tease our lovebirds?"
Carl smiled, "Yes, dear, very naughty. I'm glad we bought a second cane.
One isn't enough for all the naughty little girls in this house."

Later that night, Derek and Jenny heard screams from down the hall. This
got them hot again, so she got another twenty five with their cane.
Screams from both mother and daughter blended like a duet. Then they made
beautiful love and slept in each other's arms. She took a pillow to school
with her the next day. All her friends knew what that meant, and many were jealous.

                        PART 3- THE TEST CONTINUES

      Julie's nipples were standing straight out from her striped breasts. "Ahhh,
 your nipples are hard, you know what that means..." The nurse grabbed two
 strange looking nipple clamps and showed them to Julie. "I thought I'd show these
 to you, as they are somewhat different to the clamps that you are used to." The
 clamps had roughened areas where they gripped the nipples, but there was a
 needle attached to a screw that when turned, advances the needle through any
 area that is clamped. "We use these clamps to pierce slaves' nipples. It is a lot
 slower, and more painful than your ordinary piercing."

      The nurse applied the nipple clamps to Julie's nipples by grabbing her
 already erect nipples, placing the clamps over the nipples, and letting them snap
 shut. A loud scream came from Julie, her nipples now throbbing. She new that
 there was no way out of this, and she knew that pleading would only make things
 worse. Julie thought about her position: strapped wide open in this modified GYN
 table, her breasts striped, burning from the alcohol bath, and now clamped. She
 knew what came next.

      "Now, we can't have your lovely breasts sagging, can we?" The nurse
 picked up a 2 lb weight, attached two "bungee" type cords to her breasts, and
 then attached the bungee's to a single rope threaded through a pulley on the roof.
 She pulled the cord taught, stretching Julie's breast slightly, attached the weight,
 and let it drop.

      Julie felt like her breast were going to be ripped off of her body, but the
 bungees absorbed enough of the shock, so that there was just severe pain.

      "How does that feel? Going for a stretch? Now, we move on to your ass.
 We have to figure out exactly how much your asshole can take." The nurse rolled
 a machine that basically looked like a large box on wheels over to the table and
 attached the box to the table so that the two were as one. The nurse opened a
 drawer and pulled out a dildo looking device that was about 2" by 7". The dildo
 had a metal tip, and there were metal rings around the dildo at 1/2" distances.

      "Now I know you can take something this big in your ass, so I'm not even
 going to work my way up. This is the largest one we have: Don't worry though, it
 does get bigger. MUCH bigger." The nurse attached the dildo to a small bolt on the
 front of the box, and hooked up several wires to the back end of the dildo. She
 flipped a few switches, and the box began to hum. She flipped a few more, and
 the dildo began to do things that Julie couldn't see.

      "It's in perfect order. Now, I'm going to put this dildo up your ass. As the
 machine runs its cycles, the dildo will get bigger and smaller, repeating the cycles
 many times. Overall, however, the dildo will get bigger and bigger. The dildo will
 get both thicker and longer, with the machine being able to sense when damage
 will occur, so you will be in extreme pain, but no permanent damage will occur.
 The metal rings around the dildo will administer electric shocks of varying intensity,
 from mild to severe. The multiple rings allow the device to select what part of your
 ass will get the shock. After each shock, the resulting relaxation of your rectal
 muscles will allow the dildo to expand even more. You will understand after you
 see the cocks on some of the males (not all human) around here why you need
 stretched body cavities."

      The nurse places the head of the fake cock against the hole of Julie's ass
 and forced about 3 inches into her ass. Julie felt the large intruder in her rectum,
 feeling quite full, but not too painful.

      "I'll be leaving you now, I'll be back in about an hour or so, when the
 machine pages me." The nurse flipped a switch on the machine, and Julie
 screamed as the rest of the 7" length of the dildo was rammed into her asshole in
 one push.

In the meantime, Carlos was persuaded to move into Helen-Ann's room at the
palatial Ross home. It took some explaining to get him to understand that
she needed a sore ass sometimes. Much to his surprise, he found it
arousing to spank her, and the resulting sex was unbelievable. Gone was
the girl who wanted to be kissed everywhere; who loved lots of foreplay.
After her spanking she wanted him inside her and she wanted him _right
now_. Many times after a spanking she took the dominant role and rode him
to climax. They slept afterwards in an intimate tangle of arms and legs.
She still used the cuffs to get a spanking, but much preferred her
husband's arms for sleeping.

He studied day and night, but not all night, Elena took care of that. By
late summer he was able to pass his high school equivalency tests and with
a few calls to the right people by Ross, was accepted by Harvard for the fall term.

Ross called Roycee occasionally, and when she discovered that Helen-Ann
was married, and both she and her husband were coming to live in
Cambridge, she told Ross about the lovely old house she lived in. Several
girls were graduating and they would have a few vacancies. The only
problem was the owner, who was in her early seventies. She was tired of
the snow they had in the winter, and was thinking of moving to Florida,
where one of her daughters lived. She hadn't put it on the market yet. Two
days later Ross owned the house.

They renovated the place completely, and since it was necessary to move
the girls one-by-one to the former owner's apartment during the work on
their rooms, they got the girls to do a little shuffling and Roycee and
the Rodriguez' were next door, sharing a bath.

Helen-Ann was satisfied if Roycee was, and it turned out Carlos knew
Roycee before he was forced by finances to quit high school. He related a
story about her, "There was an out of town match and Roycee was mad at
some official, about a call he had made the last time the two teams met.
During practice she came out of the locker room in the nude and dived in.
The official complained, so Roycee got out of the pool at the end away
from the lockers and pretended she had water in her ears and couldn't
hear. She almost shoved her tits in the guy's chest when she pretended to
understand. She looked down and sure enough, no suit. She apologized,
taking her time about it, and slowly walked back to the lockers for her
suit. She insisted she had been thinking about the match and simply
forgot. There wasn't much they could do about it, since they couldn't
prove anything. Our team won, thanks to Roycee."

Ellen and Jenny were invited by Grace to attend the sorority meeting where
Ellen's father was going to give a demonstration of the razor strop. Jenny
said, "Mom, as little as I like the idea, lets volunteer for the strop at
the meeting. We both agreed to take it again, but I think both of us have
been reluctant to mention it. Gramps is going to strop four girls, and we
can be the first two."

Ellen said, "Oh, my ass! Well, I _did_ challenge you to take one more,
didn't I? Being part of the demo seems appropriate, I suppose. Call Grace
and make sure that is OK with her."

When Jenny was able to contact Grace, she was enthusiastic about it, "Hey,
that's great. Gramps spanks his own daughter, then his granddaughter. Way
cool! The newsletter warned all those attending to wear a loose skirt,
just in case they get picked. We'll provide blankets to recover on, and a
pillow for after the stropping."

The night of the demonstration came all too soon. A car had been sent to
pick up gramps and it stopped at Jenny's place for the two volunteers.
After Grace had opened the meeting, and got through some boring reports,
she introduced gramps.

He got up and walked to where they had put up a bondage cross for the
festivities, "Good evening girls. As I think you know, I'm going to first
give the strop to my daughter and then my granddaughter. This strop is
quite old, I really don't know how old it is myself, but I'm in my mid
sixties and my dad used it on me when I was a kid. A good piece of
leather, given an occasional oiling, will last for many years. I am a
believer that an offspring of any age should be subject to the rules of
the home as long as they are living there. My daughter went to the local
college and lived home. She elected to continue to live at home during the
first several years of her career. You probably know that she is a
practicing attorney. I used the strop on her as long as she lived home,
which I think was into her mid twenties. Ellen, please remove your clothes
and come forward."

Ellen went to a small table, that had been provided for the purpose, and
removed all her clothes, even her socks. Her knees were weak, but she came
to her father and stood close to him.

"Normally, I would tie my daughter to a round beam in our barn and
commence her punishment. However, for demonstration purposes, I am going
to give both Ellen and Jenny one extra lash without bondage. This is to
demonstrate the power of a lash from this strop. Ellen, bend over and hold
your ankles with your hands.

Splat! EEOOWWWW!

Ellen staggered forward and collapsed on the floor, crying and rubbing her ass.
Gramps said, "While she is recovering, my granddaughter will put four
cuffs on her. I don't use cuffs at home, but I don't have the big beam
here, so we are using the cross.

Ellen recovered enough to be tied to the cross, then strapped in the
middle, much like gramps did at the barn. "I always thought that Ellen had
a very spankable ass", he said.
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Shit!
Splat! EEOOWWWW! This....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Was....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! My....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Idea....

Ellen was sagging against the restraints when she had taken her dozen.
Jenny and Grace helped to untie her and help her stagger to a pile of
blankets, placed over a foam pad.

Gramps spoke, "Get ready, Jenny." She did and was soon leaning over for her one lash.
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Oh, my God.... She collapsed, much as Ellen had.
Grace put the cuffs on Jenny and in a short time she was tied to the cross.
Splat! EEOOWWWW! OHHHHH!
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Mom's....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Bright....
Splat! EEOOWWWW! Ideas....

Jenny was able to keep standing until about number eight or nine, then
slowly collapsed against the cuffs. She was screaming and crying when
Grace and Nancy helped her to lie on her tummy.

Gramps spoke, "As you can see, the razor strop is a rather intense
spanking tool, and it was never made for that purpose. I caught Ellen
smoking at about age twenty two. I gave her the usual dozen, although she
insists to this day that they were the worst dozen she ever took. Might be
true; I was mad as hell that day. Anyway, she hasn't smoked since. I
understand there will be a drawing for my next two victims. Grace, please proceed."

Grace spoke, "Each member was given a tag when they entered. Do you all
still have them? Good. The matching tags are all in this jar." She shook
it vigorously. "I'll ask Mr. Knox to pick a tag and hand it to me." Gramps
did so. "Rather than go through this again, I'll ask him to pick a second
tag." Gramps picked another.

Grace said, "I am not sure whether I should refer to you as 'winners' or
'losers', but here we are." She read a number and a pretty blond gasped
and stood up. She read the other number and a tall brunette screamed, put
her hand over her mouth and stood up.

Grace said to gramps, "We will start with Claudia, since she was the first
chosen. Please come forward and give me your ticket, then remove your clothes."

In a matter of minutes Claudia was reduced to a screaming, crying baby.
She was helped to her temporary bed.

Grace introduced Vashti, the Brunette. When she removed her clothes it was
evident that she had at least one reason for the scream, her rear had been
severely spanked with what appeared to be a cane, from the narrow, long
marks, and not too long ago, either.

Grace shook her head, "Vash, honey, I think somebody got there first!"
Vashti nodded, "It was daddy, and I deserved it. I 'won' the spanking
tonight and I expect to take it."

Grace nodded, this was what she would have expected of Vashti.
The girl was tied to the cross and the spanking began. Her screams seemed
even louder and longer than Claudia, but her ass must have been very sore
when gramps started. She sagged in the cuffs at about six and fainted at
ten, but gramps gave her two more anyway.

It took three girls to lift Vash off the cross and carry her to the blanket.
Grace thanked gramps, then announced, "Mr. Knox has stated that he is
willing to strop one more girl. This will be strictly a volunteer, not
picked by number, and after witnessing the four spankings tonight, and
getting one myself at his place last month, I would understand if no one
volunteered." She waited a few moments, "Last chance to get your ass
busted this month."

A small dark skinned girl got up and walked towards Grace. She appeared to
be from India, or a country in that general area. She spoke somewhat
stilted English. "Yes, Grace, I have been beaten many times, but never by
the razor strop. May I volunteer, yes?"

Grace smiled. The girl was called Anji because no one seemed able to
pronounce her name correctly, "Of course Anji. Please strip and Mr. Knox
will give you a spanking."

Anji went to the table and removed her clothes. She then went over to
gramps, "The extra spank you gave your daughter and granddaughter, may I
too have it, yes?"

Gramps smiled, "Sure young lady, lean down and grab your ankles."
Splat! Grunt, Ohhhh She fell forward, but did a complete flip, landing on her feet.

Gramps smiled, "Ah I see you are a gymnast."
Anji smiled, "Yes, I practice on the bar for fun."

Anji picked up the four cuffs and put them on. Grace and Nancy helped to
tie her to the cross. She was so small that they had to find some
additional pieces of chain to get from the hooks in the cross to her
cuffs. Gramps said, "Are you ready Anji". She nodded.

Splat! grunt!
Splat! grunt!
Splat! grunt!
Splat! grunt!

Gramps was wondering if he was getting tired, or what. Every girl he had
ever spanked had screamed like a banshee. He made sure every lash was
hitting her tiny ass and that he was putting his best efforts into the
spanking. At about number six or seven she started to cry, but made no
noise except the grunts when the razor strop hit her. Tears were wetting
her face. She took her dozen and was still supporting herself, not sagging
on the wrist cuffs like most of the girls.

Grace and Nancy untied her and she stepped away from the cross without
assistance. She was a bit unsteady on her feet, but was walking on her
own. She went to Gramps, "Thank you sir, that was a very nice beating,
yes." She embraced Gramps and kissed him on the cheek. She was so small
that Gramps had to lean down.

Anji went to the table where she had left her clothes and calmly dressed.
As she walked back to her chair someone rose and clapped her hands. Soon
the whole room was standing and clapping. Anji took her seat and covered
her cheeks in embarrassment.

Another small girl was talking to Grace. The girl was quite pretty and
obviously oriental. The girl flipped up her skirt and pulled down her
panties for Grace's inspection. Grace spoke to Gramps, then made an
announcement. "I have another request here. Miki is having her period, but
her entire ass is uncovered under her panties. The pad is being held with
two elastic bands that certainly will not protect her. Mr. Knox has agreed
to give her a spanking. I never could quite pronounce her name in
Japanese, but we call her Miki. Some girls even affectionately call her
'Mini', as in 'Mini Mouse'."

While Grace was talking, Miki went to the table and removed her clothes,
except for the absorbent pad and elastic bands keeping it in place. She
walked to Gramps. "Good evening sir." She bowed to him. "Allow me to thank
you in advance for the spanking, since I am sure I shall not be as quiet
as Anji nor in good enough shape to thank you after the spanking. May I
also request the extra spank?"

Gramps smiled, "You are most welcome Miki, and certainly you may have the
extra spank. Please make as much noise as you wish. Anji was making me
wonder if I was loosing my grip."

Miki bent at the waist and held her ankles.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Miki toppled over, none too gracefully, rubbing her
ass and crying.

Gramps said, "Much better. That's more like what I expected."Grace and
Nancy helped Miki into the cuffs and tied her to the cross. She was quite
small, like Anji, and the extra chain was just about a perfect fit, the
disconnects going about one or two links shorter. Gramps asked, "You ready
to get a burning ass?"

Miki laughed, "Burn away sir." Gramps did.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! Miki's scream was somehow 'oriental'.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! She was crying and shaking her head.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! She screamed something in Japanese.
Splat! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

She sagged in the cuffs at about number seven or eight, but remained
conscious through the spanking. After her dozen, Grace and Nancy had to
help her off the cross. They were holding her arms up, but she managed to
bow to Gramps and say, in a very shaky voice, "Thank you sir, that was a
very painful, but very wonderful experience." They helped her to lie on
her tummy to recover.

Gramps was a bit tired, having spanked six girls, and there were no more
volunteers. He received a round of applause as he returned to his seat.
Grace gave a short speech thanking him. There was no more business or
entertainment for the evening, so Grace adjourned the meeting. Most of the
girls left. They gave Miki plenty of time to recover and she dressed
again. Jenny spoke to her, "Were you ever spanked in your home?"

Miki smiled, "Yes, many times. My parents both went to college in the
'states' and were probably introduced to spankings then. It does not
appear that most parents in Japan use spanking as a punishment, but it
certainly worked in our home. May I ask if you are spanked regularly?"

Jenny laughed, "Too much lately, but mom believes in spanking as a method
of punishment and I guess I have to agree with her. We have a young girl,
I think just thirteen, living with us in an extra apartment with her mom,
who has arthritis quite badly and can't spank her naughty daughter. I have
known her older sister since first grade, and she is a long way off going
to college. Mom and I spank the younger sister whenever her mom asks us
to. It seems to have helped a lot. Her attitude has changed, and she is
doing better at school. Of course she sometimes gets several sessions with
the cane every week, but we seem to be getting through to her. I think she
is basically a good girl, but she was out of control."

Miki said, "Your mom seems very young to have a daughter your age."
Jenny smiled, "Ellen is about thirty or so, and is my step mom, but we
love each other and I call her 'mom'. She was spanked with the razor strop
by Gramps, as he said, and she challenged me to take one from him. I
challenged her back to take one with me, and she accepted. This evening
was my second. Mom challenged me again, and I accepted again."

Miki questioned Jenny, "You mention the cane. We have one in the sorority
collection, but I have never seen it used. When I was much younger my
mother spanked me with her hand, then later with a hairbrush. Dad came
back from a business trip to the 'states' with a leather paddle. That was
much worse than the hairbrush, and I'm sure it improved my attitude a
lot." She laughed. "Your mom uses the cane on you too?"

Jenny smiled and rubbed her sore ass, "Yes, she uses the cane on me. It is
pretty bad, but not in the class of the strop. Of course Gramps is still
quite strong, and if he were using the cane it would be worse, I'm sure."

Miki hesitated, "Ah, you spank this young friend once a week, or so?"
Jenny shrugged, "Something like that. She seems to get into trouble at
least once a week, sometimes twice. Mom and I don't decide when she needs
it, that's up to her mom. We spank her when her mom asks us to."

Miki seemed to hesitate even longer, "Would you cane me Jenny, please? I
have never felt it and this may be my only chance."

Jenny replied, "Sure Miki, I'm getting pretty good with it, but couldn't
you get one from one of the girls here?"

Miki smiled, "I have been embarrassed to ask. Besides, I don't know that
there is anyone here who has had any practice. Any one of the girls could
take the cane and spank me with it, sure, but I rather get it from
somebody who has actually used it a number of times. We both got the strop
tonight, so I guess I feel we have something in common and I can talk to
you without being embarrassed."

Jenny nodded, "Of course, Miki. I'll be glad to give you the cane. You get
twenty five good ones, just like I do." She gave Miki a card. "The number
listed 'home' is the one to use, unless you need a lawyer." She laughed,
"Mom is understanding, and I'll just tell her to ignore the screaming from
my room. Call after you have recovered from the razor strop. Let me ask
you about it; have you ever been spanked harder?"

Miki smiled and rubbed her ass, "There was one time dad caught me smoking.
First he paddled me, then mom, then dad again and mom finished me up. I
think that was about as bad. I don't smoke any more."

It seemed that Roycee's little sister was responding well to the spankings
Ellen and Jenny were giving her. She was much more polite to her mom, she
helped around the house and her school work improved too. Jenny noticed a
subtle pattern, however. It seemed that once or twice a week she would be
sassy with her mom, who called Jenny. When Jenny got there she was
contrite, kissed her mom and went into her bedroom for the spanking with
no arguments at all. After a while Jenny suspected that perhaps Dox was
like Helen-Ann and needed to be spanked to reduce tension, or simply
because she was 'in the mood' for one.

The next time she got a call, she decided to have it out with Dox. She got
to the apartment and found Dox apologizing to her mom, and ready for her
spanking. They went into the bedroom and Dox stripped, put on the cuffs
and tied three of them. Jenny tied the fourth.

Jenny knew that the girl disliked her whole name, but used it for effect,
"Doxzenia, we need to talk."

Dox looked surprised, "What is there to talk about, Jenny?"

"You were sassy to your mom again today. Now why do I think that you did
that deliberately?"

Dox shook her head, "Why would I do that, Jenny? Do you think I want
twenty five spanks with the cane?"

Jenny smiled, "Exactly, Dox. I think you have had a bad day, or just feel
the need of a good spanking. Now you don't even have to admit it to me.
I'm going to give you what you want, but all you have to do the next time
you feel the need is give me or mom a call. Come to our place so your mom
doesn't need to know you are being spanked. Don't even bother to call if
you don't want to, just drop over. You know your mom is perfectly happy to
have you visit with us any time you want. All you have to do is say
something like, 'I need to go to your room, Jenny', or 'My day wasn't so
good.' Just give us a clue that you need a spanking. Hey, I don't care if
you shout at me 'Spank my ass good, Jenny.' I'd know for sure then. You
ready honey?" Dox nodded.

BAM! BAM! BAM! scream, scream, scream

Jenny continued until Dox had her twenty five, then untied one cuff. "Come
see us any time you want, honey, whether you need a spanking or not."

Dox was still crying, "T-thanks J-jenny."

Jenny saw her mom when she got home, "Oh, I've really enjoyed myself this
afternoon, I got to spank Dox. Look mom, I'm almost 100% sure she needs to
be spanked once or twice a week, like Helen-Ann. She is sassy with her
mom, who calls you or me and she gets what she needs. I confronted her
today, but she refused to admit it. I told her to come over any time she
feels the need for a spanking. Just tell us she has had a bad day, or
needs punishment. Any clue that she needs it, and we'll do it here so her
mom doesn't have to know."

Ellen was surprised, "I thought she was a lot better lately."

Jenny nodded, "That's true, but she is still sassy with her mom once or
twice every week. Once her mom calls you or me, she apologizes and waits
for her spanking like that was all she wanted in the first place. Maybe
I'm wrong; we'll see if she comes over and asks for one, subtlely, most likely."
It was almost a week later that Dox came to Jenny's house. "I-I'm in a
kinda bad mood today," she said. Her head was down, looking at the floor.

Jenny smiled, "We all get that way sometimes honey. Would you like to
visit my room? Would that make you feel any better?"

Dox looked up and smiled, realizing that Jenny understood. Ellen was home,
so Jenny hollered, "Ignore twenty five screams from my room, mom. I'm just
practicing on Dox."

Ellen laughed, "Sure honey, give her an extra good one for me."
Soon Dox was strapped down to Jenny's bed and got her usual twenty five.
She screamed and cried. Jenny said, "OK, now you get the extra for mom."

Jenny went to the kitchen and got a low plastic stool that they used to
get objects out of some of the high cabinets. She returned to her room.
"Dox, I'm going to be nice to you and only get up on the low step."
>From her elevated position she raised the cane and brought it down firmly  on Dox.

BAAAAM! EEOUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Dox would have flown off the bed, if she
hadn't been tied to it.

Dox just lay there crying after her extra. Jenny unclipped her and took
off the cuffs. She lay on the bed and cuddled the girl, like she was a
younger sister. Dox stopped crying and just held Jenny for awhile. Finally
she spoke, "Thank you Jenny. That was exactly what I needed. I don't know
why I needed a spanking today. No trouble at home or school. I just did,
and I want to thank both you and your mom for being so understanding."
"I have a friend like that. She was known as Helen-Ann, but she married a
Mexican boy and likes to be called Elena now. She finally admitted to her
dad that she needed to be spanked and her whole life changed for the
better. Her husband spanks her now. Hey, how was the extra from mom?"

Dox smiled and rubbed her ass, "About like I got from Roycee, but she is a
very powerful girl. Running up ladders keeps her in shape, I guess, plus
jogging, weight lifting and swimming."

"Do you swim, Dox?"

"Yeah, and Miss Hunt is forever on my case. She claims the school needs
another Roycee. I'm fast in the water and I like to swim, but I've never
tried to compete. I can beat anyone who has ever challenged me, though,
but they are junior high, like I am."

"You enter high next fall, don't you?"

"Yeah, and then Miss Hunt will really be on my case. Hey, is it true that
you don't wear swim suits anymore?"

Jenny laughed, "You've got it! I heard about it from Miss Hunt one day
after school. Roycee was here on vacation and came with me to visit Miss
Hunt, who invited Roycee to try out the old pool. Roycee didn't have a
suit and Miss Hunt said that they had found no regulation requiring suits.
A girl had one rip on her one day and didn't have a spare with her. When
she heard the ruling she just took it off and dove in. Soon the whole
class was nude. Naturally, I had to try it at my next class. I was the
only girl nude until about half way through the class, when someone asked
Miss Hunt, who had pretended to ignore my lack of a suit. When Miss Hunt
told the class they didn't need them, all the girls were skinny dipping in a flash.
It was about a week later that Jenny got a call from Miki, "I've recovered
from the strop and would like to feel the cane, when you are free."

Jenny thought for a moment, "How would you like to get it with the girl I
was talking to you about? The one who needs a spanking every week or so."

Miki laughed, "Would you call that a double-header? Sure, when does she want one?"
Jenny laughed, "Yeah, you might call it that. Let me go ask her. They live
over our garage in a private apartment. She should be home now. Give me a
number where I can call back. Would this afternoon be good for you?"

Miki laughed, "My good sense tells me 'no way', but my ass tells me 'Hell
yes'. Guess who won?" She gave Jenny a number.

      "Get up on the table!", said Susan.

      Julie climbed on the table, and had her legs put in the familiar stirrups. Her
 ankles, thighs, waist, arms, and wrists were attached to the table. Susan
 proceeded to explain the evening's events:

      "Tonight you will go through your physical exam, similar to a regular OB
 exam. Then you will have your limits exam, where we determine your limits. Trust
 me, this will be like no experience you have ever had before."

      Susan said this with a smile that left Julie with chills. Susan placed a covered
 stand next to Julie, then she left the room. Time passed, After some time, a pretty
 woman, dressed like a nurse walked into the room. It was obvious that she too
 was a slave, though a high ranking one, evidenced by the 5 stars on her collar. She
 entered the room and took off her lab coat, also revealing DD size breasts with 2"
 gold rings through the nipples and a shaven pussy.

      The nurse said, "first your standard exam." Julie had a standard OB/GYN
 exam, complete with internal.

      "Now comes your limits exam. Here we will test your limits of pain and
 pleasure, as well as how large your body orifices can get. First we will clean you
 out."

      The nurse brought over an enema bag setup that was like no other Julie had
 ever seen: from the top of the bag came a hose that the nurse connected to a
 faucet. The other end to the bag went through some type of meter and then to an
 adapter. The nurse went to the covered tray, and picked something off of it. "We
 give enemas a little differently here. This will spread your asshole wide open, then
 we just flush you out."

      She applied some lube to the device, and inserted it into Julie's rectum. it had a
 small handle that, when turned, made the device wider. The nurse spread Julie's
 ass to about 2 1/2" wide. This was a little uncomfortable, but Julie had had larger
 things in her ass before this.The nurse then slipped a long (1 1/2 FOOT) thin colon
 catheter into Julie and turned the water on. It was warm water, and Julie's
 embarrassment grew as she realized that she couldn't hold anything inside her, all
 of the contents of her insides ended up on the floor.

      "There, you are nice and clean," said the nurse, removing the ass spreader.
 "Now we can begin. First, we start with your lovely breasts. By the time you are
 done here, your breasts will be as big as mine."

      Another female slave walked in, she looked only about 17 years old. She
 was only 5' tall, about 100lbs, and she also had a DD size breasts with 2" nipple
 rings. Her collar showed only 2 stars.

      "Nancy, take the needle whip and start on her breast, only light scratches.
 Concentrate on the underside."

      Nancy picked up a short whip, with about 30 thin leather strands. As the
 whip was brought closer, Julie noticed that there were fine silver needles affixed
 all over the strands. At each stroke of the whip, Julie moaned quietly, and then
 more and more loudly as the strokes got harder and harder. Each stroke left fine
 scratches all over Julie's beautiful breasts. Soon, her breasts were swollen, and
 covered with streaks of blood. After there was a fine covering of blood, the nurse
 told Nancy that she could leave.

      Julie was lying on the table, moaning loudly. The nurse said, "so my dear,
 how are we doing? We haven't even started to touch your limits have we? Don't
 worry, by the time we are done, your asshole and pussy are going to be so
 stretched, you won't ever have to strain to make a shit ever again. Now, we have
 to clean off all that blood don't we?" The nurse pulled out a spray bottle.  "Guess
 what we have here? Good old rubbing alcohol. We can't have any of those
 scratches getting infected can we?" She sprayed a fine mist of alcohol onto Julie's
 breasts, eliciting a blood curdling (sorry, no pun intended) scream from Julie's
 mouth. Tears in her eyes, she watched the nurse spray more and more alcohol
 onto her breasts, until the pain just died away.

      The nurse roughly wiped the blood and alcohol mixture away, and said,
 "well, time to move on. How about your ass now? It's been cleaned out, now let's
 see how long you can hold your self under pressure."

      The nurse hooked Julie back up to the enema machine, only without the
 spreader. "We'll start with only 1 1/2 quarts. Every enema you get here will have
 some chemical additives. All the slaves get them. You will also get pills and
 injections of similar medications. Some of these medications will enlarge your
 breasts. Others will make your pussy increase the amount of lubrication that it puts
 out. Look at mine." The nurse's shaven pussy lips were red and swollen, her clit
 protruded at least 3/4" away from the hood of her clit, her juices had begun to run
 down her leg. "Other medications will make you continuously horny, or enlarge
 your clit like mine. If the masters decide, you make get stuff to make your breasts
 start producing milk. Basically we can control every sexual function of your body."

      The nurse started the enema. Julie was used to at least 2 quarts, so she
 was only slightly uncomfortable. "Well, lets continue. how about another 1 1/2
 quarts?" After there were three quarts in her, Julie was visibly distended, and
 moaning loudly. "Only 1/2 more quarts to go."

      The nurse then told Julie that she had to hold the entire 3 1/2 quarts for 15
 minutes without a butt plug, or face severe punishment:: a 4 quart enema for an
 hour, with constant pussy whipping with the needle whip. The enema plug was
 removed from Julie's ass. You could hear Julie straining to hold in the 3 1/2
 quarts.

      "Only 1 minute left Julie.........OK, almost there....." The nurse suddenly
 grabbed a medium sized butt plug and rammed it into Julie's ass. Julie screamed
 loudly:: "I thought you said I could let it out after 15 minutes!!"

      "No, my dear, I said that you wouldn't have to hold it after 15 minutes.
 Now the butt plug will hold it for the next 15, and we'll add another 15 onto that
 for talking without permission. I'll be back in a half an hour."

      The nurse strapped a 6" X 6" vibrating box to Julie's belly to make the
 enema even more uncomfortable, and then left the room with Julie whimpering.

      45 Minutes later, the nurse came back in. "Sorry, I got delayed." Julie was
 moaning loudly, with the vibrator humming away. Water had seeped out from
 around the butt plug and dripper onto the floor. "Well, you got along relatively ok. I
 guess I'll let you empty yourself out.

      Julie assumed that she'd be let out of the restraints to go relieve herself, but
 the nurse went to a control box on the wall, and the table tilted up so that her butt
 was directly above her face. "Time to go..." The nurse removed the vibrator, and
 pulled the butt plug out of Julie's straining bowels. Julie tried to hold it, but after
 an hour of enemas, 3 1/2 quarts of water sprayed up into the air, and down onto
 Julie's face   and chest.

      Covered in the dirty liquid, Julie lay on the table, sobbing. This didn't last
 long, as the nurse pulled a hose from the ceiling, and sprayed Julie with water that
 was just above freezing. She then turned the table back to it's normal position.

      Julie's nipples were standing straight out from her striped breasts. "Ahhh,
 your nipples are hard, you know what that means..." The nurse grabbed two
 strange looking nipple clamps and showed them to Julie. "I thought I'd show these
 to you, as they are somewhat different to the clamps that you are used to." The
 clamps had roughened areas where they gripped the nipples, but there was a
 needle attached to a screw that when turned, advances the needle through any
 area that is clamped. "We use these clamps to pierce slaves' nipples. It is a lot
 slower, and more painful than your ordinary piercing."

Splat "Steve, please give me a fucking _SPANKING_.
Splat Grunt "Harder, harder, you are supposed to _HURT_ me."
Splat! Scream! "Better, better. Fifty like that, or harder.
Splat! Scream! She started to cry.
Splat! Scream! She stuck her ass up for another.
Splat! Scream! "Oh, yes, sweetheart. Spank me."

Steve gave her what she asked for. After the fifty she was limp across his
lap, crying. Steve lifted her and turned her over, holding her in his lap.
He succumbed to a desire he had the first time he met her, and kissed her
on the lips. She moaned and kissed him back. They both opened their lips
and dueled with tongues. They finally broke apart panting breathlessly.

Steve held her close, "God, Laura, I've wanted to do that for months. I
think I'm falling in love."

Laura smiled, "I've been in love with you for months. What took us so long?"
Steve sighed, "You are aware that I am divorced. I was badly burned and
I've been very alone ever since. I haven't even dated. Besides, there is
the guy that has been spanking you. I figured you were already taken."

Laura smiled, "You will never guess who gave me the one last night, so
I'll tell you. It was Rhonda, Ross Sargent's wife. I took forty and she
gave up at thirty, but I've got more experience spanking, and probably
hurt her as much with the thirty as she hurt me with the forty. We'll try
again. Do you remember the first day I was working with Stella? I was
sitting on my pillow that day too, but that was before you two started to
give me a hard time. You'll never guess who gave me that one either; it
was Ross himself. I had been assigned to find a razor strop to spank
Helen-Ann. I found several, but I had to go to shops all over the state to
do it. For a joke, he asked me to have the best one gift wrapped and bring
it to his place on Saturday. Helen-Ann was so pleased with it that she had
to have a spanking immediately. Ross did her, then Rhonda volunteered and
finally he did me."

She kissed him again, "The only men to spank me in over a year are Ross
and Jake Knox, who is the father of Ellen Blackwell. He is pushing
seventy, but still can do more damage to my ass with a dozen than Rhonda
can with forty. Ellen and her husband Carl do legal work for Ross
Industries, and I think you have met them. I met Jake through Ellen's
daughter, Jenny, who is into spankings too. Helen-Ann and I have nice
girl-girl scenes quite often."

"Steve, I am bi-sexual, and I am sure I will continue to be, but I very
much need a man in my life. You are welcome to be him, if you want."
He said, "I want very much. We had better get you dressed before we have
visitors. May I take you to dinner this evening?"

Laura smiled, "Yes dear, and you can have me for desert. Oh, I'm afraid I
left a wet spot on your pants. The spankings always leave me hot as hell,
then the kissing just made it worse"

Steve looked at his lap, and sure enough, she had left some lubrication.
"That calls for a spanking after dinner, sweetheart."

Laura kissed him passionately on the lips, "Naturally, darling."
Somehow they got through the day. When you were falling in love and knew
that you were going to fuck for the first time later on, it was hard to
concentrate on anything else.

They went to a small Italian restaurant near Laura's home. They talked a
lot about each other since they both had so much to learn. They found
their likes were very similar, except Steve had never considered himself
kinky and Laura had kinky experiences since childhood.

She admitted to Steve that she had intentionally annoyed her parents when
she was only about seven years old, so they would give her a spanking. A
nice temper tantrum invariably resulted in a nice spanking. She always
seemed to choose a time for her tantrums when her parents were alone with
her, no one was expected for a visit and her parents were well rested.
She laughed at her own story. Maybe it was her good timing that finally
alerted her parents. They realized that she enjoyed spankings when she was
about twelve. It was dad that usually spanked her and he confronted her
one day during her tantrum and before her spanking. He told her that they
would spank her as much as she wanted, as long as she wanted, if she would
admit the truth. Her tantrum disappeared as if by magic. She quickly took
off her clothes, kissed dad and asked him for a good spanking, with lots
of screams and tears. He gladly complied. After that her attitude changed
completely, because all she had to do was ask either mom or dad and they
would warm her bottom all she wanted. Her case and Helen-Ann's were very
similar, in many respects, but it had taken Ross much longer to realize
what his daughter needed, and he had to literally have it shoved in his face.

Laura invited Steve to see her dungeon, and give her another spanking. Her
rear really didn't need another one tonight, but her kinky hormones sure
as hell did. "Down here darling. I've got the whole basement devoted to
kinky play. First, we both know what we are going to do after the
spanking, and I'm going to take off all my clothes anyway. Why not join me
in the nude, then we can fuck just as soon as my spanking is over. I warn
you, I can get very aroused by a good spanking, so the first time is going
to be fast. After that we can recover a bit and really make love."

Steve laughed as he undressed, "Do you think I am going to last very long
our first time?"

Laura was in the nude before Steve, and put on the cuffs. She clipped the
leg cuffs to the cross, then one wrist cuff, "Do the last clip, darling,
then fasten the body strap. I left the razor strop on the bed. You keep
the count; after about twenty I tend to get a bit woozy headed. I'll take
all I can, but remember that I had forty last night, then my mean boss
gave me fifty with the paddle this morning."

"Hit my ass hard, sweetheart, I love the pain in my ass."
SPLAT! EEEEEEEEEEOH! "OH, that was good."
SPLAT! EEEEEEEEEEOH! "More just like that."
SPLAT! EEEEEEEEEEOH! "Oh, yes, spank me."

She took twenty, twenty five, screaming and crying. At thirty she told
Steve to stop. He gave her one more with everything he had.

SPLAT! EEEEEEEEEEOH! EEEEEEEEEEOH! EEEEEEEEEEOH!

Steve took her off the cross and helped her to the bed. She cried out as
he put her on her back; her ass hurt even worse, "Put it in me darling.
Sweetheart, I can't wait another second. OHH, yes. All the way.
OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" She had a lovely cum as he hit bottom. He pistoned in and
out, she met every deep thrust with an upward thrust of her own. He
moaned, and they had a lovely mutual cum.

They had several more before morning, then one more for breakfast.
They couldn't stand to be apart, so they were married a week later.

Rhonda and Helen-Ann were talking one day. Helen-Ann said, "Did you tell
me once that dad had been your only lover?"

Rhonda smiled, "Very first, complete with blood on the sheet. We were at a
motel, registered under some name like Don Ross and wife. Ross gave the
cleaning girl $20 for a tip to forget which room it came from. The girl
just laughed and said, "What sheet? And made it disappear."

Helen-Ann replied, "Would you believe I fucked thirty one men in one day?"
Rhonda gasped, "How could you?"

Helen-Ann explained, "In the first place I spent a small fortune of dad's
money when I was about sixteen. I had false ID, that claimed I was
nineteen. I went to a hospital specializing in microsurgery and had
stainless steel plugs put in my tubes. I had been fucking around a lot and
was afraid something would go wrong and I'd get pregnant. The operation is
one of the only methods that is 100% sure, but reversible. I suppose some
day I'll want kids, and I can have the tubes unblocked at the same hospital.

Helen-Ann shook her head, remembering her experiences, "I read somewhere
that prostitutes could fuck as many as twenty or thirty men in one
evening, so I thought I'd try it. I drove to a fancy hotel and parked.
Then I took a cab. I gave the driver $20 for a tip and told him that was
over and above his meter. I wanted to go to the nicest, fanciest whore
house in town. He knew them all, I'm sure, and the one he took me to was a
whole house, in a good part of town. I got to talk to the Madam, and
explained that I wanted to be one of her girls for one night, the busiest
night in the week, which is Saturday, by the way. I gave her a $100 tip
and told her to keep the money I would make from the 'Johns'."

Helen-Ann was remembering that evening, "She sent me to a specialty store
and I had an outfit made for prostitutes. It was cut deep in front of my
pussy. I started to have my pubic hair cut back so it wouldn't stick out
beyond the outfit, but I decided to have a total shave down there. I'm
sure you have noticed that I still keep it that way to this day. The back
revealed about 90% of my ass, it was cut so high. The top looked demure,
but there were two round holes over my nipples, so they were perfectly
visible. I got a set of nipple clips that had adjustable tension, so I
could wear them for hours." She was quiet for a few moments recalling the experience.

"I put on the whole outfit at home, then put an opera cloak on, which made
it all invisible. I got there about 2 PM, when the afternoon crowd was
there. I picked the younger guys because I figured they would be a better
fuck, and would have a quicker cum, so I could get to the next one. I ran
into twins and took them both to the room at the same time. I took every
younger man I could. I got a red ticket from the cashier for every one I
took upstairs, so I know for sure how many I fucked. I was tired by about
3 AM, and my pussy was sore, so I gave up. I didn't know I'd taken thirty
one dicks until I woke up later that day, and counted the red tags. I
still have them, as well as the costume I wore that day."

Rhonda could hardly believe what she had heard, "But why would you do such
a thing? Weren't you afraid of getting something?"

Helen-Ann shook her head, "Whores are very well aware of the dangers. The
condom is not perfect, but it is very close. Every room had an ample
supply and all the John's either automatically put one on, or I made a
gentle suggestion. Each room had a douche bag in the bathroom. It was
filled with some antiseptic solution. They were tossed after use, so there
was always a fresh one with a clean room. I used about two quarts of that
stuff after every John was done with me. As to why I did it, well, it is
just one of those things that a teen can get involved in. I really wanted
to fuck as many men as I could in one night, and I did."

Helen-Ann sighed. A tear ran down her face, "Now I'm down to just my
husband, when I can catch him."

Rhonda was shocked at first, but then she remembered at least twice
Helen-Ann had referred to her husband, but pretended she was kidding.
"Darling, your father and I wondered. You mentioned 'husband' a few times."
"Dear Carlos. I love him terribly, and I keep telling myself that he loves
me too. We were married over a year ago, but he discovered who I was and
left me. I was too good for him."

Rhonda was still in shock, "Dear, I had no idea you were even dating."
"I haven't dated, except for Carlos, since I met him at the whore house.
He was the only one of those thirty one boys who made love to me. The rest
were in-squirt-out. He started by kissing me on the mouth. Then he worked
slowly down to my breasts. I was aroused and ready for him by then, but he
went even further down and started licking my clit. I had two cums before
he even entered me. Then I had another cum even before he did, about ten
seconds after he hit bottom. He was very slow and brought me to my final
cum in such a delightful way that I fainted. He was holding me close and
kissing my hair when I awoke. He kissed me on the mouth once he was sure I
was conscious again. He insisted that he was falling in love with me and I
knew I was gone on him. I gave him the number for my private line
upstairs. I found later that a friend had invited him to the club, or
whatever you want to call it, and bought a ticket for him."

Rhonda was recovering enough to ask some questions, "He still thought you
were a professional prostitute?"

Helen-Ann smiled, "He did for a long time, until we had our big
confrontation. We dated constantly after we first met, but most of our
'dates' were at the family restaurant, 'El Pico De Gallo'. I was
interested in learning to cook when I was a kid, and Betsy taught me how
to cook her style. Carlos taught me how to cook Mexican style. We made a
good team, at least in the kitchen."

Rhonda shook her head, "How did you ever have any....., well private life?"
"I rented a little apartment near the restaurant and told Carlos that I
had quit the whore house, but I had some money saved up so I could finish
high school. We made beautiful love in that little place. Sometimes it
seems more my home than here."

Rhonda asked, "How were you able to get married?"
Helen-Ann smiled, "I 'invented' a trip to Vegas that I had 'won' in an
imaginary lottery. It was for two, so he talked some relative into cooking
for a few days, and away we went. As you know, you can get married in
Vegas 24 HRS of any day, and after a lovely fuck in our room I said
something like, 'Do you truly love me', he said 'yes' so I said 'we can be
married in an hour'. He started dressing and said, 'let's go'. It was late
at night but a taxi found a little chapel open and we were married. I was
using fake ID, so he still thinks I am about two years older than I am,
but my license is in my real name, Elena Rodriguez." She pulled it out and
showed it to Rhonda.

Rhonda still didn't understand what broke them up, "So why did he leave
you? Here he finds he has a wife worth some $100 MIL and he leaves?"

"Am I really worth that? It doesn't matter; too many lies. We were at a
party I had been invited to. It was a mistake telling him that a
girlfriend had asked me. There were too many people there who knew who I
really was. One of them had gone to high school with Carlos. Naturally he
introduced me as his wife. They got talking, and Carlos learned about the real me."
Helen-Ann shook her head, "Too damn many lies. First there was the big one
that I was a professional prostitute, then my parents were dead, that I
was as broke as he was, that I was used to living in a dinky little
apartment, the trip to Vegas. Hey, I could go on and on. He didn't even
finish high school, and I'm supposed to be headed for an MBA so I can run
a multi-million business when dad retires."

Rhonda shook her head, "Honey, it is multi-billion."
Helen-Ann shrugged, "Whatever. He left because I was pretending to be a
person I really wasn't, and he is a second generation Chicano from the
wrong side of the tracks."

Rhonda spoke firmly, "Which side of the tracks he is from and his ethnic
background are of no importance, you love him and we need to find a
solution to this problem. Would he come to the house, so Ross, you and I
can talk this out?"

Helen-Ann shook her head, "I doubt it. It isn't that I haven't invited him
often enough. He simply feels that there is a gap between our backgrounds
that is too big to surmount."

"May I discuss this with Ross?"

Helen-Ann shrugged, "He will have a cow, but I guess I don't care any
more. Maybe he can pull a miracle out of the hat. If you don't have to,
you don't have to tell him I fucked thirty one boys in one session. That
is not considered quite the thing to do in polite society, you know."
Three nights later dad asked Helen-Ann and Rhonda into the den for a talk.
Helen-Ann was sure she knew what the subject was. Dad started off, "My
dear daughter, it came as a shock to find you are really Mrs. Rodriguez,
but that certainly doesn't make me love you any less, nor fell any less
responsible for your future. I took the liberty to have your husband
investigated, so I would have some idea who we are dealing with. He is a
smart, very hard working man, who is very devoted to his family.
Unfortunately, unless we can do something, he will probably continue to
run that restaurant until the last one of his brothers and sisters is an
adult, and probably beyond that."

Helen-Ann nodded, "I know the whole family well dad. They took me in like
I was one of their own. It didn't matter that I was Anglo and didn't speak
Spanish. Carlos had married me, and that was good enough for them. They
are all good, hard working people."

Ross agreed, "Exactly what my investigators said. Somehow we have to get
Carlos to realize he can get a business education and take care of the
family even better, plus save his marriage."

Helen-Ann was crying, "Please dad, pull the rabbit out of the hat."
Ross said, "We already know that he won't come here. I tried personally
just today, but we can go to him. What is the slowest time of the slowest day?"

Helen-Ann thought, "It depends, but usually Wednesday evening about 9 PM.
They stay open until 11 PM, so Carlos is stuck there."

Ross smiled, "Next Wednesday at 9 PM, I'm going to meet your husband."
All three Sargents, no, two Sargents and a Rodriguez, entered El Pico De
Gallo and sat at a booth. A young girl came forward with menus. Her face
lit up when she recognized Helen-Ann and she spoke to her in Spanish. They
embraced and Helen-Anne responded in the same language. They had a lengthy
conversation, and it was clear that Helen-Ann had learned her husband's
language. Finally, Helen-Ann switched to English and introduced Rosie, one
of Carlos' sisters, to her dad and mom. Rosie said, "He's in the back, and
I hope you can talk some sense into him. You two belong together, Elena."

"You may observe that I'm not 'Helen-Ann' around here. 'Elena' is the
Mexican equivalent of 'Helen', and my hyphenated name doesn't fly in Spanish anyway."
Helen-Ann led Ross to the kitchen. Carlos recognized her instantly and
dropped a pot he was cleaning. Helen-Ann spoke calmly, although that
wasn't the way she felt inside, "Carlos, I'd like you to meet my father,
Ross Sargent. Dad, meet your son-in-law." With that she left.

Ross put out his hand, "It is a great pleasure to meet you Carlos. My
daughter has told us a lot about you."

Carlos looked at Ross and the extended hand. He couldn't very well be
impolite to this man who had come to him when he had refused to come to
Ross. All he said was, "How do you do, sir." He shook Ross's hand. It was
perhaps a reluctant handshake, but it was firm, as if Carlos was confident
of his role in life.

Ross spoke, "We can talk here, but I would think we would be more
comfortable in the front. Besides, I would like you to meet my wife. Your
wife generally calls her 'mom', but actually she is her step mom. For all
practical purposes her birth mother abandoned her when she was born,
although we remained married for a few more years. I'm afraid I didn't do
a very good job of raising Helen-Ann, but we are trying to rectify some of that now."

The frank, open, attitude of the man Carlos knew was worth over a billion
dollars confused him. He had never met anyone from that social strata,
other than his wife, and he had not been aware of who she was at that
time. "Very well, sir. My wife apparently remembered when our slowest time
is. I may have to leave to prepare some food, but we will be largely undisturbed."

Helen-Ann moved over when Ross and Carlos approached the booth. Carlos had
little choice but to sit next to her. They spoke briefly in Spanish.
Switching to English, Helen-Ann introduced Rhonda as 'mom'.

Ross spoke, "Our daughter has spoken highly of you Carlos, and she loves
you very much. We want to see what we can do to get you two together again
and perhaps help you to become more than a chef. Let's talk frankly. You
could have an advanced degree in business, the sciences, the law, whatever
you want, in just a few years, if you didn't seem to believe that your
wife's money was somehow tainted."

Carlos spoke, "It is very nice of you to come here and talk to me, but
there is a social gap of miles between my wife and myself. I could never
be comfortable in her home, with her friends, and she could never be
comfortable in my home, with my friends."

This produced a torrent of Spanish from Helen-Ann, "Sorry dad, I told this
bone head that I lived in his house as his wife for over a year and I
loved his friends. Everything was fine until he found out I had wealthy parents."

Rosie hollered to Carlos, "Enchiladas de carne, por favor."
Helen-Ann pushed Carlos out, "Go ahead and talk to bone head. My
Enchiladas are better than his, and he knows it." She walked to the kitchen.

Ross spoke, "Are they?"

Carlos grinned, for the first time, "She is a very good cook. I think my
Enchiladas are good, but she uses a little different spice and different
cheese, many of our customers used to ask for her's when we were cooking
here together."

Ross nodded, "Weren't you very happy together before you found out that
she just happens to be worth a few million?"

Carlos sighed, "Yes, we were very happy, but I know she wouldn't be happy
living my kind of life forever. What exactly do you want of me? Do you
think I can simply drop all my responsibilities to my family, or do you
think I could be happy living on her money?"

Ross replied, "I think you could be very happy going to college. Your wife
has spoken of your ambition to better yourself, and she could make all
that possible. Your restaurant could continue, with a new chef, who's
cooking might not be quite as good as yours, but still very good. Get your
degree. Helen-Ann plans to start on her MBA from Harvard in the fall. With
some intensive tutoring you could probably enter Harvard when she does, or
a few terms behind her. I doubt you will care for the weather in
Cambridge, but the city is very nice, and Harvard is the oldest university
in the USA. The university at Mexico City is older, by the way."

"I couldn't take my wife's money."
"But half is yours by law, in this state. Look, would you take a loan from me?"
Carlos shook his head.

Ross continued, "OK, let's play hardball. As of today I own this building.
You have no formal lease with the former owner, it's been by handshake.
You never bothered to register the name of your restaurant, but my
attorneys are rectifying that now. I can have you out in thirty days, and
all your customers will know is that the booths are more comfortable and
the place has been painted. Elena will do the cooking, at least as long as
she wants to, and train a new chef. Is that what you want?"

Carlos was aghast, "You would do that to us?"
Rhonda spoke for the first time since her brief introduction. "My husband
is a very wonderful man, but he can be stubborn. Also, he is used to
playing the 'hardball' of big business, and right now he is playing with
the future happiness of his daughter, which comes before Ross Industries."
She placed her hand over one of Carlos'. "I don't believe he will go that
far, but you have to admit it is a good bargaining point. Carlos, your
Elena was brought up to take over Ross Industries. Ross and I want to
retire early and enjoy our own children. Also, what of _your_ children?
The children of Elena and you? They will be the next generation to manage
the company. Don't you think they have that right?"

It was obvious Carlos had never thought of their children. It startled
him. Children of his and Elena's! God, he loved her. Could he let her
money keep them apart?

Just then Helen-Ann returned with three plates of Enchiladas. She gave two
plates, with only one Enchilada each, to dad and mom, but put a plate of
three in front of herself. "See what you think. The chips are fresh and
the salsa might be a bit hot for you."

Carlos erupted in Spanish. Helen-Ann calmly enjoyed her meal. She
occasionally interrupted his tirade with some Spanish of her own. One
phrase she used several times while waving a fork at him was 'Cabeza de
Burro', which is not very polite, but roughly was the equivalent of 'bone head'.

Finally, it seemed that they had come to some agreement. There were a lot
of 'si's from both of them. Finally they kissed passionately.

Carlos shook his head, "I love her too much. You win. Just one concession;
I want to approve the new chef.

Elena smiled, "We both will, darling."

Ross paid for night work, so the more comfortable booths were installed
overnight. The painting was done Sunday night and Monday, the only day the
restaurant usually closed. Numerous smaller changes were made, including
more restful lighting and new appliances. Ross' attorneys found that a
laundromat next door was about ready to close, because the long-time
owners wanted to retire. As soon as possible the two areas were combined
by a short passage at the front of the restaurant, making the new area a
bit more formal, with no counter. A liquor license boosted business.

The Rodriguez family was very happy with the changes, and especially happy
that Carlos and their Elena were back together again.

Helen-Ann took out her wedding ring, that she had never worn to school,
and proudly displayed it to her classmates the day after the meeting at
the restaurant. It had belonged to her grandmother and she had taken it to
Vegas in the hope that she might talk Carlos into marrying her. She told
everyone an abbreviated version of the truth, that she had been married
almost two years, but they had parted for awhile, but now they were back
together for keeps.

 She walked naked (as she must always be, except when given permission) to
 her mistresses' bed, where upon she began to gently lick her mistresses'
 nipples. Her mistress (Christine) smiled and rolled over so Julie could get a
 better position. After licking and sucking Christine's nipples for several
 minutes, Julie moved down to Christine's pussy (also shaved) and began
 eating her with earnest. Licking the now getting wetter hole, and thickening
 clit, Julie elicited a soft moan from the woman on the bed. Julie began sucking
 Christine's engorged clit and after a few minutes, Chris moaned with orgasm.
 Julie continued to softly lick until her mistress gave the word to stop.

       Julie had been Christine's slave for over three years now. Every
 morning started out the same: Julie would prepare herself, and then wake
 Christine up by eating her. Christine was extremely wealthy, due to the death
 of her parents 5 years ago. Her parents sent her away to school as a child, and
 had this buried anger in her that displays itself in her S&M tendencies. Julie
 was purchased for $25,000 at a slave auction. She had been trained by one of
 the best masters in the business, and had a lifetime guarantee for re-training if
 needed. Julie would do any sexual (or other for that matter) task for her
 mistress, including serve other masters and mistresses. Julie's love for
 Christine is complete, as she was trained especially for Christine.

      On mondays, wednesdays, and fridays, Julie worked as a secretary in an
 office that Christine owns. Christine did this so Julie could be kept horny by
 vibrators (sometimes remote controlled), butt plugs, nipple clips, etc..., or be
 kept in pain by the same devices while in public so she would have to hide her
 discomfort. Other days are spent doing various things from the regular to the
 completely bizarre. Today is going to be a bizarre day, but Julie doesn't know
 it yet.

      After waking Christine up, Julie went and ran Christine's bath. Christine
 got into the bath and was washed by Julie. Julie shaved Christine's pussy to
 remove the stubble. Christine got rinsed off, and was dried off by Julie.

 "Do you remember what day this is slave?" asked Christine.

 "Yes Mistress, it has been three years since you became my Mistress."

 "Correct. Today I have something special planned for you. We are going over
 to a friend's place for a little 'celebration'."

      This sent a shudder of both excitement and fear into Julie. Whenever
 they went to someone else's dungeon, Julie was put through the most painful
 and most pleasurable experiences. Christine put on a black leather miniskirt
 with no panties, and a short cutoff T- shirt that let the large globes of her
 breasts show slightly at the bottom. Julie was told to put on a simple sundress
 and sandals: nothing else. Christine had set up the special car seat-it basically
 was like a leather seat cover, except it had a medium (2" X 7") dildo placed on
 it, and it had a small, hard, leather, projection, about 3/4" high right where the
 clit would go, so there was no place the person sitting could move to. The
 small projection had a built in vibrator, and both were affected by the bumps in
 the road.

      Christine had Julie raise her dress and slide the dildo into her pussy. She
 was already wet enough so that it went in easily, with a sigh. She then had
 her hands strapped to the small rings on the side of the "car seat" so she
 couldn't touch herself. Christine started the vibrator and the car, and off they
 went. Each bump on the road made Julie moan with pleasure.

 "Enjoy it now, for there won't be much more pleasure soon"

      They drove for about a half hour when Christine made Julie put a
 blindfold on. After a few minutes, Christine pulled down a long dirt road, and
 eventually into a mansions' garage. When the door was closed, Julie was
 allowed to take the blindfold off and look around. A male slave opened
 Christine's door, and then went and opened Julie's door. Julie was allowed to
 get up. The dildo and seat was covered with her juice. She promptly licked the
 cream off of the seat. She was told to remove her clothes.

      The male slave (Robert as she later found out) put leather restraining
 straps around Julie's ankles, thighs, upper arms, and wrists. A wide leather
 belt with eight rings was placed around her waist. Her arms were hooked
 together and then behind her to the belt.

      Walking naked into the house, Julie realized that this was no ordinary
 house. There were pictures on the walls of slaves, both male and female, doing
 things that even Julie had never thought of. Several pictures included animals,
 even large farm animals. There were a few male slaves, but mostly there were
 women, bound tightly, with all sorts of torture equipment attached to their
 bodies: nipple clips, butt plugs, dildoes, several women had vaginal and/or anal
 spreaders (Julie was to become intimate with these). Many were covered in
 come from head to toe.

      "These are the pictures of the best slaves, the ones allowed to advance.
 The ones who didn't make it are still here."

      Knowing how old some of those pictures were, made Julie shudder and
 realize that there may be slaves who have been here for years and years.

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              THE PREPARATION

      "I will be leaving you for a while, Julie.", Christine said, "You will go
 through your entrance exam, and your physical exam. When you are done, I
 will come back and talk to you. You will listen to what any of the other slaves
 tell you, or order you to do. One will explain the ranking system here."

      Christine applied a black collar around Julie's neck, and left her standing
 in the room with her hands fixed behind her back. She didn't know how long
 she waited until a pretty, young female slave, with a similar collar, but 2 silver
 stars along the front came to get her. As the slave approached, Julie noticed
 how beautiful she was.

      "I'm Susan. I'll be your mistress for your preparation, You will do exactly
 as I say, and maybe you won't get hurt too bad."

      Julie studied Susan carefully. She had long brunette hair, Her breasts
 must have been at least DD cup, which looked quite out of place on her small
 body. Her nipples had large 2" diameter gold rings pierced at the base. Her
 pussy was completely shaven, with rings through both her inner and outer
 pussy lips.

      Susan noticed Julie's staring and said, "Do you like what you see?
 You'd better, you'll be spending the next several hours with me."

      Julie was led into a room set up like a doctors' office, complete with
 examination table. The difference with this office, was that there were several
 different IV bags hanging over the table, and all sorts of bizarre looking
 equipment all over the office.

      "Don't worry, you'll learn what each of these devices are for soon
 enough." Susan said.