Fatmando's Stories
Dorm Slave by Fatmando
Dorm Slave
Chapter one
My first day of college, I was dumbfounded; I was moving into my dorm and meeting new people. As I opened the door to my dorm room I got my first look at my new roommate. She was beautiful, tall, thin and blond. Her breasts were large, the largest I had ever seen. She looked up at me and smiled sarcastically.
I said "Hi! My name is Marti, you must be my new roomie?"
She just smiled and nodded, "My name is Kimmie, that's your bed." She pointed to the bed on my right.
I sat my stuff on my bed and looked around the room, it was about 15 feet from the door to the full wall window, and about 12 foot wide. Just as you enter the room you are in a nitch, with a sink on the right and a 6-drawer dresser on the right. Next are two floor to ceiling closets, the top quarter being storage area. Instead of doors, the closets had curtains. At the head of the beds there were two desks built into the wall facing away from each other. Kimmie sat at the one on the left. Next to that was the window, it went from one side of the room to the other and from the ceiling to desk level; the curtains were closed.
"Which closet is mine?" I asked, Kimmie motioned towards the right one, at the foot of my bed.
"You have the bottom 3 drawers too," she said as she continued to ignore me!
I unpacked my clothes and put them away. I was putting my suitcase away when Kimmie got up and sat on her bed.
"Let's have a chat shall we?" she said.
"Okay!" I sat down on my bed, and looked at Kimmie.
She looked me up and down, stopping at my own ample bosom, and began to speak. "We need to get some ground rules set, I don't want to have to spend forever getting you broke in."
I was stunned, my mouth feel open and she continued, "You need to understand who is in charge here, and what is expected of you." She didn't give me a chance to respond, "I expect you to do as you are told, and not speak back, if you can't do these simple things, you will be disciplined."
I looked at her and started to speak, she held up her hand, "You were not told you could speak."
I didn't know what to do I just stared at her.
She got up and said, "Stand up please." I got up and stood between the beds, she looked me over. I was wearing bib overalls, a black tee shirt, and boots.
"Well, aren't we just a hick, and a bit on the chunky side too." I was unable to answer being very confused.
"This will never do." She shook her head and tugged at my baggy overall seat.
I spun as she started to tug on my overalls in the crotch, "What are you do"
"SMACK!" She slapped me hard across the face. My hands lept to my face where she had left her handprint.
"I told you not to speak!" She had a menacing look on her lovely face; her eyes were alight with rage.
"Now let's see what we have to work with?" Her voice was like honey again and her face relaxed.
"Remove your clothes, and don't be a slob. Fold them and place them in the hamper in your closet." She sat down on her bed. I just looked at her. She jumped to her feet and "SMACK!" she slapped me again. "You just don't listen do you? Now, strip!"
I did as she said, I unbuttoned the straps from the front of my bibs, I pulled them down my legs and over my boots, they were big enough to slid over them easily. I folded my bibs neatly and sat them on my bed, next I pulled my black tee over my head and folded it and placed it on my bibs. I stood there in my black panties and bra, boots and socks.
She giggled, "Oh that's cute." She motioned for me to remove my bra and panties.
I stood there, she started to rise and I hurried to get my bra off. I reached behind me and unhooked my bra, my breasts fells out of the cups as I let the bra fall off my arms I folded it and placed it on top of my other clothes.
As I put my thumbs in my panty elastic Kimmie said "Now let's see if you dye your hair?" I blushed as I pulled my panties over my hips and down my legs; my bush was hairy and dark, only slightly darker than my head hair.
"Oh, you don't even trim your bush gees, what a rube." I was embarrassed and had no idea what to do; I started to remove my boots.
"No, leave them, you don't want your feet to get cold, and we may be leaving soon."
I was mortified, leaving, like this?
She could see the fear in my eyes, "Don't worry dear, I'll let you wear something if we go out." Her smile was evil.
She stood slowly and walked around me, I stood very still afraid to move.
"Now, let's discuss the rules here," she said as she sat back down on her bed. I started to cover myself and Kimmie looked at me and waved at my arms, "You will keep your arms at your sides unless I tell you different we will work on your positions later." I had no idea what she meant, but I knew I was going to find out soon enough.
Kimmie continued. "You are now my slave, you will do whatever I say, is that understood?" I started to speak and stopped myself, and only nodded my head.
"Good girl, you learn quickly. Now rule number two, you are to be nude at all times when in this room, as soon as you enter you must remove your clothing and place it neatly away until I tell you to redress, understood?" Kimmie waited for me to respond. I nearly fainted, what was going on, how did I get into this position? I decided I had better stand up for myself and do it now.
"No! I don't un--" I started, but before I could get any further Kimmie was up and moving with speed and grace, I couldn't even get my arms up to defend myself before she was on me. She knocked me to the ground face first, straddled my back and began spanking me hard and fast!
I fought has hard as I could, Kimmie was just too strong; her strength was deceptive. She didn't look big enough to hold me down or to control my actions, I learned differently.
She spanked me for what seemed like an hour before she finally got up and straightened her blouse, "Okay bitch, still want to talk back? I can do that all day if you like." She said calmly. I started to get up but Kimmie kicked my hands out from under me, I fell on my face again. "I didn't tell you to get up, I think you may need more training than I thought."
I was crying, my butt was on fire and I didn't know what to do. "Why are you doing this to me?" I asked with tears streaming down my face.
"You just don't get it do you?" Kimmie leaned down and took my face in her hands, "I do this because I can, and you are my new slave dear. You need to understand that right now. If you don't do exactly what I say you will be in a world of hurt. I will punish you every day in every way imaginable." Kimmie sat back down on her bed and looked smugly at me lying on the floor.
I decided to just wait until I could get away from her and find my hall adviser and have her help me out of this. In the mean time I would just have to play along. I looked up at Kimmie and rose up to a kneeling position.
"Oh and by the way, if you are considering trying to go and get help, I wouldn't if I were you." Kimmie seemed to read my mind; she got up and went to her closet. She pulled the curtain back and reviled a video camera. My hopes sank. I could see Kimmie's clothes in the closet behind the camera and on the floor a box with "Toys" written on it. Kimmie followed my gaze and laughed. "You'll find out about my toys later my dear. Right now I think some lessons may be in order."
Kimmie left the curtain open and walked back to her bed. "Okay, let's get you sitting properly. Kneeling is good, however your knees should be as far apart as possible and you hands behind your head." She waited for me to position myself, when I didn't move fast enough, she leaned over and grabbed my left nipple and twisted. I yelped with pain and started to reach for her hand, she merely knocked it away with her other hand. "Get into the position now!" she demanded.
I quickly spread my legs and clasped my hands behind my head. Kimmie slowly let go of my nipple. "Sit up straight slave, posture is important too." I sat up straight. Kimmie smiled at me and sat up. "Good, now on with rules!"
I felt the burning in my butt cheeks and my nipple was getting soar, but I didn't dare move. Kimmie was in charge and smiled down at me. "Where was I, oh yes the rules. Rule three, this is my room and everything in it belongs to me, including you. I can be an easy owner, or a vicious owner; it's up to you. Do as you are told and things will run smoothly, don't and I will make you wish you had never been born." She motioned for me to straighten up and I realized I had started to slump over a bit. I stiffened my back and sat up straight.
Kimmie smiled "Better, rule four, you are to be my pet; you will sleep on the floor or if you are being particularly good you may get to sleep on my bed. " My heart sank, I didn't know what to do; she was going to treat me like a dog and I didn't have any idea how to get out of it.
"This brings me to my next rule," Kimmie continued "Since you are in effect my dog, you need a collar and a tag with your name." Kimmie was humiliating me and I began to see that I had no choice.
Kimmie got up and went to her closet; she got into her "Toys" box and came back to me with something behind her back. She brought her hand from behind her and showed me a leather dog collar with a bone shaped tag hanging from it; "MARTI" was printed on it! She put it around my neck; she pulled a small lock from her pocket and attached it to the collar. "There, I have the key to the lock, if you are a good little slave I may remove the lock, but not until you have shown you can be trusted not to remove the collar. You must always wear the collar to let people know who your owner is!"
I must have looked like a fool; she had my name on the tag before I even met her. How long had she been planning this? What was I going to do? Kimmie sat back down on her bed. "That's enough rules for now, we have some rearranging to do." She got up and went to the window and opened the blinds, thankfully we were on the second floor and as long as I stayed away from the window no one would see me!
"Since you won't be needing your bed, let's push it up against mine, I have a King size mattress on the way that should fit perfectly on these two twins." Kimmie said as she sat down at her desk. I didn't know what to do, should I get up or wait for Kimmie to say something.
My answer came swiftly, "Good, you are already waiting for my instructions. You may get up and move your bed next to mine." I rose from the floor careful to stay away from the window. I pulled what had been my bed only minutes before away from the wall and climbed over it to get next to the wall. I then pushed what was once my bed next to the other bed. I stood with my arms at my side and waited for Kimmie's next instruction.
Kimmie looked at the room and seemed to be contemplating, "That takes care of my bed, now we need to get yours ready."
She looked at my desk with an evil grin. "Since you are my doggie now, you will need a house."
Kimmie moved the plastic and metal chair from under my desk and pointed to the space under my desk. "There you go my pet, a dog house just for you." I looked in horror at the small space that was to be my space in the room.
"Go ahead dog, give it a try." I started to walk to the desk.
Kimmie held up her hand and I stopped, she pointed to the floor. You're a bitch dog, get down on all fours and walk like one."
I got down on my hands and knees and crawled to my doghouse, Kimmie smiled as I curled up under the desk and lay down. The floor was tile, and it was cold, I shivered, I didn't know how I was going to get any sleep in here! Kimmie looked pleased as she looked sat at her desk and watched me try to get comfortable.
"From now on you may never stand inside this room unless you are getting dressed or undressed, or if you have to stand to carry out an instruction I give." I was happy to hear that since it meant I would most likely never be in front of the window.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door; I jumped at the sound.
Kimmie laughed at my reaction and got to her feet. "Well?"
I knew what she wanted; she wanted me to answer the door. I was scared to death, what if someone saw me? Kimmie reached down and grabbed my collar and dragged me out of the safety of my doghouse and pointed towards the door. I crawled towards the door slowly.
Kimmie kicked me in the butt, "Move it, my friends are waiting!" I crawled faster to the door; I reached up and opened the door, careful to remain hidden behind it.
"KIMMIE! How's it going?" Three girls entered the room and moved towards Kimmie.
The first girl was large, at least 6 foot, heavy set with big round breasts. She wore blue jeans, a white tee shirt and tennis shoes. The next was smaller but still heavy, maybe 5'5" with brown hair; she wore a white tee shirt like a dress, from my vantage point I could see she had no panties on under the tee, and her heavy breasts bounced as she walked in the telltale way that meant she had on no bra. She had ankle socks and white tennis shoes on her feet. The last girl in was the heaviest of all; she was around 5'02" and probably 350. She wore a Muumuu, one of those big flowered dresses and from the same bounce I could tell she was braless as well, and strangely she was barefoot.
"Debbie, Bertha, glad to see you made it." Kimmie totally ignored the girl in the tee shirt dress. Apparently the first girl was Debbie and the mammoth lady was Bertha.
I closed the door and cowered next to the sink. Kimmie stared at me and motioned for me to come over. "Come her doggie, my friends want to see you." I crawled over to the bed.
"Kneel!" Kimmie commanded. I sat back on my heels, spread my knees and put my hand behind my head.
"Learns quickly doesn't she?" Debbie stated, as she looked me over.
Debbie turned to the unnamed girl and said, "Why are you still standing bitch?" The unnamed girl dropped to her knees and assumed the same position I was in, she pulled her shirt dress off over her head folded it had placed in on the bed, she interlaced her fingers and placed her hands behind her head. I noticed that she had a collar exactly like mine; I couldn't read her name on the tag.
Suddenly I felt a hand slap me hard; I didn't jump or try to touch my stinging face. Kimmie was staring at me, "Don't look at her, she doesn't concern you. You should be looking at the ground until you are asked for something, I must have forgot that rule. Never look anyone in the face; your eyes should be focused on the ground unless you are requested to do something." I looked down.
Debbie and Kimmie sat in the chairs near the desk and Bertha lay on the beds and relaxed. "So, have you tried her out yet, does she have any talent?" Debbie asked of Kimmie. "No, She got here late, we were still setting the ground rules. How about yours, she any good?" Kimmie wanted to know.
Debbie eyed the girl next to me and smiled, "Oh yes, I have and she is great, she has a very talented tongue." I knew what was coming, I had never even been with a boy and I was about to have my very first sexual experience, with a girl!
Bertha eyed me and smiled, "I take my right as leader of our group to try her first." Debbie looked angry but said nothing.
"You, get up on this bed." Bertha pointed at me. I reluctantly crawled up on the bed.
Bertha laid back and pulled up her Muumuu to reveal her hairy mound, she spread her legs as far as she could and used her right hand to pull her fat out of the way. I saw her pussy open and reveal her pink lips.
Kimmie walked over and said, "Here is your first test dog, lap her cunt till she tells you to stop." I leaned forward and started to reach up with my hand to help spread her cunt lips. Kimmie slapped my ass hard, I jumped. Kimmie grabbed my arms and pulled them behind my back, I felt something circle my wrists and get tight.
"There, you may never touch a Mistress with your hands unless requested to do so. This rope should help you remember." Kimmie tied off the rope.
I leaned forward and could smell Bertha's cunt, it smelled as if she hadn't washed it in a bit. Without my arms for support I feel into her puss, it was like a wet pillow, I could barely breath. Bertha grabbed my hair and started moving my face up and down. "Stick out your tongue bitch, lick my pussy!" I did as I was told, it had a very tangy taste, and her juices were flowing, almost drowning me.
I began slowly just trying to keep from swallowing too much of her juices and trying to keep myself from suffocating in the layers of fat surrounding her pussy. She started to move as I licked her slit up and down. Bertha moaned a bit and started to grind into my face, my tongue was getting sore from being stuck out so far; I slowed down and tried to rest my tongue.
"Bitch! Did I tell you that you could stop?" Bertha yanked my hair hard! I moaned into her cunt and licked faster again.
"Oh ya, bitch! Lick it Oh God!" Bertha moaned. "Get the clit slut, make me cum!"
I licked faster and found her clit with my tongue, I pulled it into my mouth and sucked it, and by doing this I could breath as it lifted my nose out of the wet pillow. Bertha ground her hips down into my face and pulled my head down by the hair. I sucked harder feeling her getting closer to her climax.
I could feel myself getting wet as I sucked and licked Bertha's cunt, apparently Debbie noticed too. "Look at her, she's getting turned on. She's dripping wet!" Debbie reached under me and pulled my cunt lips down, pain shot through me pussy as she tugged harder.
"Damn Kim, you've got a real slut puppy in this one!" Debbie sounded envious!
I could feel the warmth in my cunt, I had never done anything like this, but I was getting turned on despite myself. I felt my face flush because I knew everyone in the room could tell I was getting hotter by the minute. What was wrong with me, could I really be enjoying this? I started to cry as I tongued her faster.
"OH MY GOD!" cried Bertha, "I'm cumming!" Wetness covered my face as Bertha came in waves, I didn't stop until she pushed me away. I fell back on my legs; my face was covered with Bertha's cunt juice.
Debbie and Kimmie laughed, "She must love it," they said. I didn't realize I was licking my lips. I blushed with embarrassment.
Kimmie giggled as she pointed at my face. "We really must get her cleaned up." She looked at Debbie and winked. Debbie nodded and rose; she went over to the kneeling girl and grabbed her by the hair.
"Bitch, you're elected!" Debbie said as she pulled the girl to her feet and moved her to the bed. "Clean her face off." Debbie demanded. The girl, whom I could see was scared to death, just looked at me; she seemed to be trying to figure out how she was to do this. "Smack!" Debbie slapped the girl's ass, "with your tongue bitch!" she instructed.
The girl leaned forward and began licking my face; she started at my forehead and worked down my cheeks. I was frightened and kept looking at the three women who had put us in this position. As the girl cleaned my face I read her tag, it read: "Lisa"
Lisa's breasts were rubbing up against me as she cleaned my face, I could feel her nipples against my skin. I couldn't help it; I was getting turned on again, even through the fear and humiliation, or perhaps because of it. As her tongue passed over my lips I shivered, I hoped our three tormentors didn't notice.
"Wow, she's really getting into this." Debbie noticed and my heart sank. "She's going to be a great slave for you Kimmie. I hope mine is half as horny." Debbie smirked.
"Lisa!" She set up at her name, "You're turning her on, and we can't have that. Get back on the floor." Debbie motioned towards the corner next to my doghouse/desk. Lisa scurried to the floor assuming the kneeling position.
I was unable to move, my legs were pinned under me and my arms were still secured behind me. Kimmie got up and moved behind me, I felt my wrists freed from their bonds. "Get off that bed bitch!" Kimmie spat at me. I hurried next to Lisa on my knees and assumed the same position.
Chapter Two Training
Kimmie, Debbie and Bertha sat across the room and made plans for the evening. I caught very little of the conversation, but I could tell that Lisa and I would not be joining them.
Finely the three women turned toward us and smiled. I was very worried about that smile. "Well, we need to get ready for the evening, and you two need to be put away for the evening." Kimmie said. I wasn't sure what she meant, but I knew I wasn't going to enjoy it!
"Get on your hands and knees." Debbie instructed as Kimmie went to the closet and into her "Toys" box.
I did as I was instructed and saw Lisa do the same. Kimmie handed something to Debbie and move in front of me, she held something out and said "We have nice tails for the two of you, after all, what would a dog be without its tail?" Kimmie showed me what looked like a dogs tail attached to a short plug of some kind. I couldn't fathom what she meant to do with it but she explained. "Oh jeez, she doesn't get it, we slut, I am going to put this in your ass, where else would you put a tail?" I almost lost it, my ass! Was she crazy? The plug was 4 inches long and at least 2 inches in diameter at its base, it was shaped like a spinning top.
Kimmie put it up to my mouth, "I would think you would want to get this go and wet before I stick it in." I started to lick it and get it slick as I could when she pulled it away.
"Maybe next time you'll jump to it before I have to explain." Kimmie took it away before I could get more than the tip wet, she moved behind me.
"Hold those cheeks apart," Kimmie commanded. I leaned down and lay my chest and face on the floor, reached back and spread my ass cheeks. Debbie and Bertha watched as I felt Kimmie push the tip against my anus. Lisa watched in horror knowing she was next.
I felt the tip push past my anus and stretch my hole wide. Kimmie kept pushing the rubber plug into me; I felt tears well up in my eyes as the pain continued to increase. Just as I thought it was going to split me wide open it pushed past the widest part and I could feel the hair from the tail on my cheeks.
"Your turn," I heard Debbie say, she moved in front of Lisa and started to hold it down for Lisa to lick, but as the last second as Lisa's tongue darted out to lick it Debbie moved it away.
"You know, it's not fair that yours gets slicked up when hers wasn't." Debbie pointed to me and moved behind Lisa. I rose back to my hands and knees as Lisa reached back to spread her cheeks.
"You learn fast bitch." Debbie put the tip against Lisa's anus and pushed hard. Lisa tried not to scream, but the pain must have been intense and a stifled scream came out.
"You big baby!" Debbie said. "It seems we will have to find a nice gag for you if you are going to make so much noise."
Lisa looked up into Debbie's eyes and silently begged! Debbie slapped Lisa hard across the face, "Don't look at me bitch, keep your eyes on the floor." Lisa's head dropped as Debbie went to the "Toys" box.
"Humm' this looks as if it will do nicely." Debbie said as she pulled something from the box. As she turned towards us, I saw what she had found. It was a black dildo, 6 inches long and 2 inches round; it had straps attached to hold it in place.
Debbie went to Lisa and said "Open up." Lisa did as she was told, I could see fear in her eyes as Debbie placed the dildo in her mouth. She laced the straps around Lisa's head and locked it in place.
The dildo stretched Lisa's mouth wide; I could hear her breathing threw her nose. The gag must block most of her throat; she was having trouble getting air past it.
Kimmie went to the "Toys" box and tossed something to Debbie. Kimmie rose up and came to me with something behind her back. I kept my eyes on the floor, I felt her pull at my collar and realized that she must have a leash attached to me. I knew it was true when I saw Debbie attach one to Lisa's collar.
"Let's go ladies and dogs!" Kimmie started for the door, I couldn't believe it, and she was taking us out into the hall like this! Oh my God!
She opened the door and waited for Bertha and Debbie to pass, Lisa followed Debbie on her hands and knees. Kimmie pulled my leash and I went through the door, thank goodness no one was in the hall but the 5 of us. I heard the door close and Kimmie walked past me towards the end of the hall that led to the commons room! I kept up as best I could on my hands and knees, as we reached the commons door I balked, I couldn't go through. I felt a kick in my cunt and Debbie said, "Get going bitch!"
I crawled through the door; no body was in the room, thank God! Across the room was a door I had noticed earlier; it said "Training" on it. Kimmie pulled me towards it; I heard Debbie and Bertha chatting behind me, they seemed to not pay any attention to Lisa or I! I looked back and saw Lisa being lead towards Kimmie and I, Kimmie opened the door, and it was dark in the room. Kimmie pulled my lease, leading me into the room, she stopped but before I could she tugged my lease to move me to the side so the others could enter.
Bertha came in first followed by Debbie and, crawling like me, Lisa.
"Well doggies, here we are!" Kimmie announced as she flipped on the lights. The room was a weight training room, it was large with a mirror along the far wall, I could see all of us in it, that just made me more humiliated as I could see my tail and the situation I was in. I really did look a little like a dog.
Lisa looked ill in the mirror, frightened I guess was a better word.
As I looked around the room I started to notice that weights and weight machines were not the only things in the room, it seemed everything had been altered as a torture device, and sexual torture at that. I noticed on one of the sidewalls several whips, restraints and gags, along with dildos of every size and shape.
Kimmie looked at Debbie and Bertha then explained why we were here. "As you can see, this is the training room, only the training in here is for slaves. All the machines have been adapted for the purpose of getting a slave ready to serve her mistress." I felt my heart sink as she continued, "You two are new slaves and do not yet understand that pain and pleasure can be one and the same. Therefore, you will begin that lesson tonight."
Lisa's face drained as she looked around the room, as did mine. What was in store for us? We didn't have to wait long for the answer. Kimmie jerked my leash and pulled me towards a weight machine, it had a chair facing a set of peddles. The pedals we attached to a wire that in turn was attached to a stack of weights inside of a tall cage. I could read the weights of the stack, as you moved a pin down the weights got heavier, they were set at 500 pounds.
"Have a set dog." I climbed into the chair slowly; as I sat down I felt the plug in my ass push even further into my rectum, it was very uncomfortable to sit still, I tried to sit on one cheek or the other, this only caused the plug to move in and out.
Kimmie smirked at my discomfort "Now put your feet on the pedals and push." I tried, but the weights barely moved and I slid up the chair back. "Use the handles." Kimmie instructed, I looked down and saw a handle on each side of the chair seat. I grabbed them and pushed again, the weights moved slowly, I got them up.
Kimmie watched me for a second and could tell it was very difficult for me to hold the weights even with my legs fully extended. "Let them down slut." I did!
Kimmie went to a box on the floor next to the door we had come in and returned with a hand full of wires and straps. She leaned over and strapped my hands to the handles I was using to help push the weights; she then strapped my boots to the pedals. I couldn't move either and had to watch as Kimmie attached a strap above each knee. The straps above my knees had a place to attach a hook or something; Kimmie attached a wire to each. She turned to me and pinched my left nipple; she twisted it to get it hard. My nipples are good size, and Kimmie used that fact. She left a little slack in the wire attached to my left thigh and used an ugly looking clip to attach it to my nipple. The clamp was one of those clamps that have teeth; it stung as the teeth bit into my flesh. Kimmie repeated the process on my right nipple with the wire attached to my right thigh.
I was trying hard not to cry, Kimmie stood and looked at her handy work. "Good, now you need some incentive to keep the weights up. Kimmie showed me another clips like the ones attached to my nipples only it was smaller; she reached between my legs and spread my pussy lips to expose my clit. I tried to clamp my legs together, Kimmie only had to pull the wires clipped to my nipples to get me to open them. She clipped the clamp to my clit, I felt as though I would pass out from the pain.
Kimmie showed me a black box, it was about the size of a car battery, and it had another wire attached to a switch. Kimmie squeezed the switch; I jumped almost out of my skin, as my clit seemed to catch fire.
"Okay, now lift the weights again." I had plenty of incentive so I pushed until the wires started to pull my nipples and cause serious pain. Kimmie turned and placed the switch under the weights I had just lifted.
"There, as long as you don't let the weights down, you don't get shocked." Kimmie smiled as she got up. I couldn't straighten my legs without pulling my nipples and I couldn't let the weights down without shocking my clit, and the added strain caused my anus to tighten around the plug making me even more aware of it.
It was taking all my concentration to keep my legs in the narrow margin where the wires attached to my nipples only pulled a little and the weights high enough not to trip the switch attached to my clit. I tried to lean forward but as soon as I did my butt started to slide up the chair back and the weights started to fall. Before I could lean back the weights hit the switch and I got a jolt. Without thinking I pushed the weights hard to get them off the switch, this in turn pulled my nipples which caused me to relax my legs and let the weights fall and started the process all over again. It took me several tries to get back to the narrow margin of least pain.
The three torturers were laughing at my predicament. I held very still as they turned their attention to Lisa. They lead Lisa to a weight bench; it didn't look any different from any of the ones I had seen in any gym, it was covered with plastic and was made for leg lifts. I watched as they lay Lisa face down on the bench and put some weights on the bar, I couldn't tell how much weight but I was sure it wouldn't be light. Debbie told Lisa to lift her legs and of course the weights. Lisa did, however it took a lot of effort on her part.
The bar at the foot of the bench is shaped like an upside down L; you can both sit up and put your ankles under the downward arm or lay on your stomach with your legs straight out under the other arm. There is a wire that connects to a weight bar at the head of the bench. So as you bend your knees you lift the lower arm and hence lift the weights.
Debbie attached clips to Lisa's nipples and to the lower arm of the bench; Lisa flinched as the clips were attached. There was some slack in the wire attached to Lisa's nipples, just as there had been in mine. She would be able to lift the bar about half way before serious pain started in her nipples.
Debbie pulled Lisa's arms behind her back and tied her hand together, only she had Lisa's hands up between her shoulder blades, then her and Kimmie moved a odd looking machine over her butt it had several thin leather looking paddles attached to it. Debbie moved in front of Lisa and showed her a switch similar to the one Kimmie had shown me. Debbie squeezed it and the machine turned quickly smacking Lisa's left ass cheek several times, Debbie squeezed again and the machine spun in the opposite direction and smacked Lisa's right cheek. I could see tears in Lisa's eyes in her reflection in the mirror.
"Lift the weights bitch!" Debbie commanded, Lisa did as she was told until the wires started to cause her serious pain. Debbie placed the switch where if Lisa lowered the weights it would trip the switch and start the machine. Lisa held the weights as best she could, but the strain was already showing on her face.
Kimmie walked over to me, "You know ladies it's not fair that one has a gag but not the other." She went back to the box.
"Here we are." Kimmie found what she was looking for. She walked back and showed me my gag; it was a smooth, thick, silver dildo. It had a place to attach something on the end just like the straps on my thighs. Kimmie held it to my mouth and I opened wide; it was cold and slick. Kimmie lifted a wire and attached it to the end of the dildo she tugged on the wire and I felt the dildo start to slide from my mouth, she pushed it back in.
"You'll have to suck hard to hold it in your mouth bitch." Kimmie said, I sucked on the dildo and Kimmie pulled on the wire. "Better" Kimmie walked towards the weight machine and lifted a weight; she looped the wire over a bar at the top of the machine and attached it too the weight. I felt the dildo pull, I sucked harder to hold on too it. Kimmie placed another of the switches under this weight and place a bucket on top of my weights.
"If you drop the dildo, it will flip the switch and turn on the water, just a little, about a drop a sec. As the bucket fills it will get heavier. Get it?" Kimmie said smugly. I nodded.
"Oh I almost forgot, it will also do the same to her," said Kimmie, I saw Debbie place a bucket on Lisa's weights and could see bertha move a hose over Lisa's bucket as Kimmie put a hose over my bucket.
"Well, you two have a great evening, we'll be back later." With that Kimmie, Debbie and Bertha walked out of the room, and I heard the door close and lock.
As long as nether of us moved we'd be fine. But the weights were starting to get very heavy, and my jaws were getting soar. It was going to be a long evening.
The Beginning
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