Mia’s punishment was swift and brutal. The
High Master of the Schloss had had her thrown into the deepest cellar they
possessed when she had been overtaken just outside one of the doors leading out
into the grounds. In all probability she would not have made it across the
grounds and over the wall but that did not alter the fact that a girl had tried
to defy the will of her masters.
All the other girls had been locked down for a
whole day and Girl Ten supposed they were deliberating on Mia’s fate. They were
only allowed out of their rooms for the evening meal and then they were locked
down again. In Ten’s experience it was completely unknown for a girl to be left
untouched for twenty-four hours in that place.
The next morning a frame had been erected in
the hallway, which all the girls would pass through several times a day on
their way to the kitchens, the dining rooms, the library, the dungeons –
wherever they were required to be.
Mia, naked apart from a hood was strung up in
it spreadeagled. Her nipples were gripped tight by screw clamps and thin chains
ran down from them to a further clamp screwed tight onto her clitoris. The
chains were taut – the breasts dragged down, the clitoris stretched up. From
between her legs wires trailed down to a Tens machine, such as Girl Ten had
experienced at her master’s hands. She could see that they led up into both the
wretched girl’s entrances. The machine had obviously been set to deliver random
pulses and at each one she would jerk convulsively, arching her back and
groaning as each convulsion increased the tugs at her clitoris and nipples.
At times during what must have seemed like an
eternity of pain to Mia, the clamps were removed and her cries as blood flowed
back into crushed nerves rang throughout the schloss.
And even while the naked body flinched and
jerked in its unremitting bondage there was a notice pinned to the top of the
frame. It read; ‘She awaits her sentence.’
Girl Ten could only tremble at the thought of
what the masters would do if this was only a foretaste.
Any girl caught trying to avoid looking at
the criminal as she suffered was flung to her knees on the spot and her upper
back – which her uniform left bare – was whipped with the crops the guards all
The day after that, Mia was strung up again
and this time a tube of toothpaste and some chilli and ginger were left on the
base of the frame.
As the girls passed to and fro, the guards
would from time to time, grinning nastily, order them to rub one or more of the
items on Mia’s clitoris or insert some up her anus. Once again she writhed and
screamed her way through an entire day of torment.
Only on the third day did her punishment
begin and all the girls were lined up around the galleried landing which ran
round three walls above the hall. The guards stood behind them and were ordered
by the High Master to whip any girl who attempted to look away.
Once again the frail and vulnerably naked
girl was led out and tied in full extension into the frame. She was not hooded
or gagged and she cried and begged for mercy as she was tied.
There was none. And Girl Ten had to approve
of that. There could be none or the whole edifice of submission and dominance
on which the schloss stood would crumble.
Four of the masters delivered fifty lashes
each simultaneously, two from in front and two from behind.
It was so different from the sensuous,
prolonged beatings she was used to that it took Girl Ten’s breath away. The
great hall was filled with the non-stop swish and thump of leather on female
flesh. The victim’s cries flew up to the rafters and Girl Ten couldn’t help
loving them as she watched the black hair toss while the body bloomed into
savage cross hatching as blades cut it from all angles.
It was over shockingly quickly and for a
while no one moved. Mia’s head hung down between her shoulders, snaking trails
of crimson slowly wandered down her back and hips.
Then the High Master stepped forwards and
spoke in German first and then English.
first part of her punishment is complete,” he told them and Gina was amazed
that they thought the girl could take any more. But the masters knew very well
what girlflesh could take and Mia deserved everything she was getting.
The following day was a shorter session and
was held in the afternoon once lunch had been served. The frame was laid
horizontally on four supporting posts in the hall and Mia was tied down on her
back. A fifth post was put in under the small of her back to keep her body stretched
taut and then she was ringed. She had a ring in one nostril, then a thick one
in each nipple. She had a navel piercing and then the finishing touch was
applied. She had six labial rings of extreme heaviness inserted. She had to be
revived to savour the full pain of the final four piercings but eventually she
was dragged up and held upright, unable to stand unaided and Gina, like many
around her gasped in admiration at the way the lips were distended down between
the slender thighs. They had all seen one other female similarly ringed, but
Mia was so slight and frail-looking that the effect was stunningly erotic. The
contrast between the brutally heavy steel and the slender girl through whose
flesh it had been driven was thrilling indeed.
will never again forget who and what she truly is,” the High Master announced
and Gina could see how right he was. The almost inert body was dragged away and
the schloss went about its business once more. But the wickedly thrilling
punishments obviously had their effect on the masters too because Gina received
a much longer and harsher flogging than usual down in the dungeons that night.
She experienced a multiple orgasm as she was taken afterwards and ejaculated,
much to the amusement of the men.
The final chapter was written the next day
when a heavy steel grating was dragged up from below and propped against one
wall of the great hall. Gina had seen this in use down there and knew what it
portended. Several of the girls exchanged meaningful glances as Mia was led out
once more. This time she was tied face towards the grille and tied tightly
around her shoulders, waist and thighs as well as at ankles and wrists, knees
and elbows. She was held completely immobile as the brazier was carried in and
the irons were put to heating. Mia was just able to turn her head and let out a
sob as she saw what awaited her.
While the irons heated up, some of the girls
began to fidget – Gina among them. She had always wanted to bear her master’s
mark indelibly scored somewhere on her body and she couldn’t deny the
excitement that seeing it done always awoke in her.
And even the smell of scorched flesh and the
throat ripping scream that accompanied each brand could not extinguish that
longing in her. When it was done – and Gina supposed that it was Mia’s master
who held the hot irons to her while the count was made – the girl bore his
initials on the back of each shoulder in letters two inches high. An ‘S’ on the
left shoulder and a ‘C’ on the right.
Gina understood completely that now, whenever
she was stripped for beating, her master could see the marks of his ownership
seared into her. The welts left by crops and whips would be trivial by
She was one of the girls told off to tend to
Mia as she recovered down in the bowels of the schloss. Matron gave them
various dressings and lotions to apply as she healed. She had only a
straw-filled mattress to sit on in a bare, stone-walled room. She was kept in
chains and even had an ancient iron ball attached to one ankle. At first Gina was
frightened of going in – Mia must know it was she who had tipped off the men.
But as she knelt down beside her and uncovered the fresh dressings, Mia had
reached out as much as she could, held her hand and thanked her.
Gina asked, nonplussed.
now I know truly what I am – what I must be for all my life. And if you had not
tipped the guards off I might even have escaped and wandered alone and lost out
Then she turned over to have her burns
dressed and Gina worked on her sister slave thoughtfully. With the dressings
on, she had the girl turn over and began to turn her piercings for her, saving
the cunt rings till last. They were truly brutally thick and as she turned each
one carefully she thought of how thick the taper must have been and how much it
would have hurt as it bored slowly through the fatty flesh of the labia.
it hurt?” she asked almost dreamily and then realised how stupid that sounded.
“I mean how much did it hurt?”
felt like I was getting all the pain I had ever experienced in one go,” Mia
all the pain I would ever feel in the future!” Mia answered instantly and she
realised that Mia was smiling contentedly. Gina let her fingers drift along the
cut left by a whip across one breast, it was healing well and would probably
not leave too bad a scar.
were very brave,” she told her.
Mia shook her head. “It was my master who was
brave. He didn’t flinch from doing what had to be done. I thought I loved him
before, but that was weak, girlie stuff. Now I know what real love is. It is
fierce and it burns. He has made me burn for him and bound me to him forever.”
Gina left her in her prison and went back
upstairs, hoping her master would come soon. She so wanted to beg him to mark her.
England, six months earlier
It was the best time Gina had ever had with
the doctor. On that weekend when he had first whipped her as a punishment, he
whipped her again, whipped her hard and
frequently and she twisted and cried and suffered for him joyfully. He used her
repeatedly and he showed no signs of tiring of her.
She was allowed to stay with him at night and
in the morning was kept naked apart from collar, stockings and heels. Again he
kept her close beside him as he caught up on personal correspondence and again
he fingered her casually as she stood beside him. She could hear the cook
clattering about in the kitchen as his fingers worked inside her and she loved
the decadence of it all and the thrill of being so close to exposure.
She was also delighted when, with no warning
he had her bend forwards over the arm of a sofa, opened his trousers and took
her from behind. She would have loved to have seen him come but as she was
jerked backwards and forwards over the fabric of the sofa she found it entirely
satisfactory and fulfilling to be serving him with his hand at the back of her
neck holding her head down. She made every effort to swivel and buck her pelvis
as he fucked her (and never had she felt the word was more applicable) and the
pride she felt when he achieved his climax inside her was immeasurable.
During the afternoon he whipped her again.
It was the first time the whole beating had
been purely for the pleasure it afforded him and she found it painful in
varying degrees but confusing because he took the time to caress and play with
her breasts in between bouts of hard beating to her back and her still-bruised
He used a dog whip, the two, heavy flat tails
almost knocked her off balance and she was reduced to yelping in pain after
only a few lashes. He let her rest for a moment after he had made her back and
buttocks sting and burn and she was panting for breath. He came round to her
front and squeezed and suckled at her breasts, nipping at her nipples to make
her gasp and bring tears to her eyes.
Gina adored every second he spent tormenting
and exploring those parts of her. The pain was a sharp descant in comparison to
the widespread burn of the whipping. But it was the obvious pleasure he took,
it was the letting down of his careful control she loved above all else and to
see him take a turgid nipple into his mouth and suck and bite it almost made
Then he whipped her again, this time with a
flogger with stiff leather lashes that stung bitterly. She couldn’t help
beginning to twist and cry out under that one. But she could see from the
concentrated expression on his face that he was quite unmoved and was purely
searching for his own pleasure and that helped her withstand the pain.
When he finally released her aching arms she
almost fell into him. He had beaten her with two more whips and she felt as
though she might have passed out if he had carried on much longer. Her back and
buttocks and the backs of her thighs seemed to be red hot.
He took her back upstairs on her leash and
with her hands clipped together behind her and once back in the lounge she
knelt up and fellated him.
Gina’s heart felt as if it would burst with
pride as the doctor came in her for the second time that day. He came almost as
soon as she was allowed to suck him and she delighted in knowing that causing
her to suffer had made him so urgent.
He put her in the corner after that but kept
coming over to her and stroking the welts on her back. She dared to hope that
he might take her again but instead he had her come over to his chair and lie
in front of him with her legs wide open.
He had fetched a small case from downstairs
and took from it various toys. He made her start with a bullet that he could
activate from his mobile phone. She had to push it up into her and then lie and
wait for him to start it. Above her the TV was on and he was watching cricket
from Australia, she was certain that he had forgotten all about her when
finally the thing buzzed into life inside her making her jump and gasp, which
earned her an irritated ‘Ssh!’. After a few moments of pleasant interior
stimulation she was allowed to fish it out and apply it to her clitoris,
although she was strictly ordered not to make any disturbing noises. By
gritting her teeth she managed to stop herself from coming and from making too
much noise and thankfully he turned it off. But then he produced a vibrator
rather like the one she had bought for herself and she was commanded to use it.
Pretty soon she was writhing desperately as she tried to keep it in her and
tried to stop herself from coming noisily.
At last she couldn’t help herself from
letting out a long moan of delight as she rammed the thing into herself and
began to spiral upwards. She had no option but to surrender to the orgasm and
to try and keep the noise down. She arched her back clear up off the floor and
thrust and thrust again until finally the spasms and cramps had passed then she
slumped back down, turning the thing off but leaving it in place between her
slackly parted legs as she panted her way back to earth.
He sat forwards and looked down at her for a
should punish you for making such a damn racket,” he told her, prodding one of
her feet with his.
Gina did as she was told, aware that she had
been set up to fail but too blissed out to care.
From the case he took out two little clamps.
“Hold your tits up please.”
Gina cupped her breasts and held them up for
him, eyeing the clamps nervously. She had been impatient to see what he could
do with her breasts but now it came to it these things looked as though they
could cause real pain and her breasts looked awfully vulnerable.
He fitted the jaws of each clamp over each
nipple and adjusted a screw so that she felt them bite into the throbbing,
tender, erect flesh till the breath hissed between her teeth. With that
accomplished he twisted a control on the small cylinders behind each clip and
suddenly the clamps were vibrating.
She couldn’t help exclaiming in surprise.
he snapped and sat back, pushing her sideways with his foot. “Don’t disturb me
or you’ll be back downstairs before supper.”
For a nipple-sensitive girl like Gina it was
exquisite torment. The stimulation and the pain were both so intense that she
couldn’t tell which was which. She knelt with her thighs wide apart and her
hands behind her back and bit her lip to prevent any noise escaping but she
knew it was a losing battle. Without her hands to support her breasts the
clamps dragged them down and stretched the nipples cruelly while the relentless
vibrating and the crushing strength of the jaws were sending signals of such
all-consuming sensual overload to her
brain that she was out of her depth.
Eventually she had to put her head back and
emit a long, shrill whine just to relieve the pressure.
The doctor thumbed the remote and the TV went
Sir,” Gina managed through tear blurred eyes.
tears? Good!” he said, wiping his thumbs down her cheeks. Then he grasped the
clamps and pulled them, making her yelp in distress. She blinked away a fresh
flood of tears and saw he was smiling at her.
tears! And let’s have some more!” He pulled again and she sobbed.
Sir! Please no more!”
We’ve reached her limit,” he mused and suddenly let the clamps go.
yourself,” he told her and using both hands opened the jaws of the clamps and
took them off.
Gina had no idea what he meant and was caught
totally unawares. Her abused nipples seemed to burst into life, sending sharp
spears of pain lancing right through her as the blood flowed back into crushed
nerves. Instinctively she brought her hands round to her front and cradled her
breasts, trying to stroke and rub away the pain.
He allowed her some time before ordering her
to her feet and putting his fingers up her again.
To Gina’s amazement she was more than merely
wet, in moments he was able to withdraw his fingers and show her that they were
glistening and he was able to wipe his hand along her slit and show her how
even that brief contact had moistened his palm.
Obediently she licked his hand clean, dazed
from the emotional and physical storms she had passed through in just one
Doctor Rossiter seemed to fill her entire
Changing tack with no warning again he sent
her upstairs to dress in the embroidered corset because he was taking her out.
He removed her collar and lead before dismissing her.
Upstairs she looked at her back again and saw
that the welts had almost faded completely so she knew she could look forward
to going under the whip again soon. Her nipples were tender but had resumed
their normal roundness but she could see her face was flushed and still excited
by the experiences she had been through. She washed and made up again, brushed
her hair once more and put on the corset and hold ups as she had been
instructed before going back to him.
As she had half suspected, he had something
more in store for her. He was holding two balls linked by a thin cord in his
these in your cunt,” he told her. She thought she would never accustom herself
to the erotic jolt she got from hearing the coarse terms fall from his lips.
Nervously she took them from him and found
that they had some kind of weight inside them that shifted as the balls were
moved. They weren’t overly heavy but she could immediately appreciate that
inside her they would make their presence known to her.
Sir,” she said, spreading her legs and joyfully abandoning herself to another
flight of erotic experience at the doctor’s hands. They slipped into her quite
easily and filled her comfortably enough, but as soon as he took her into the
hall to put on her outdoor clothes she perceived that the subtle shifting
inside her would remind her constantly that she had them inside her. And she
knew she wouldn’t be able to resist the excitement that they would engender;
completely independent of her will.
They were perfect.
With her sweater and skirt back on he drove
her to a neighbouring town and parked behind a wine bar. Gina couldn’t help noticing
that he parked at the far end of the car park, despite there being places
nearer the door. The fleeting smile she got as he helped her out of the car
confirmed that he was playing with her again. She set off walking beside him
and sure enough felt the balls shift and roll inside her, touching the walls of
her cunt and gently stimulating it.
However by the time they reached the door,
the stimulation was getting more marked.