Your time is up

‘I would have thought that being naked and spread eagled on the table with your bottom raised by a pillow would have given you the opportunity to reflect and confess your involvement in organising the sit in which the students have been engaged in Ken but it appears not. Your time is up and I’ll give you something to warm you up because your shivers have been very obvious and then if you are still not prepared to talk to me you can have another period of contemplation’ Miss Williams one of the senior staff of the College says to a tightly bound and blind folded Ken.

‘Splat’ a heavy leather tawse cracks across Ken’s bottom and the fact that the skin was so cold from its exposure to the cold of the room since first thing this morning made it even more painful.

‘Aah’ was Ken’s immediate reaction.

‘Well if you want this to stop Ken all you have to do is give us the details of the other ring leaders of the occupation’ Miss Williams says in her cut glass accent.

‘Splat’ the tawse cracked down again and on a completely different area of skin spreading the sting and there is no sound from Ken this time and no comment from Miss Williams. Each blow from the tawse is very hard and so far they have all been confined to Ken’s bottom which now feels like it is on fire so Miss Williams changes tack and drives the tawse down onto his thighs.

‘Fuck’ was Ken’s response.

‘Glad to see that you are still with us Ken, I thought I was losing my touch and you’d fallen asleep’ Miss Williams says sarcastically before striping Ken’s thighs so that they match the colour of his bottom.

‘Do you want to give me the names of the people who are leading the actual occupation of the Great Hall?’ Miss Williams asks and this is the first direct question that Ken has been asked since he was put into the room.

‘I’ve absolutely no idea what you are talking about’ Ken answers.

‘Oh well I guess I’ll just leave you to think about the question then but I’ll give you something else to think about’ Miss Williams says before she pushes something under Ken’s nose and he gets the strong smell of urine and it is quickly withdrawn only to be tipped all over his head, ‘there is lots more of that available Ken’ was the accompanying comment and then things went very quiet again. It got very cold and uncomfortable as the urine dried around Ken’s face and the sting in his bottom and thighs turned into a deep throb. Another bucket of urine is thrown over Ken before a whip crashes down into his back.

‘By the way Ken this isn’t now about finding any information from you because the occupation has been ended so this is simply about punishing you for having set it up and also about me having my fun with you’ Miss Williams says before she begins to whip me in earnest. As the whip lashes across my back the remnants of the urine that has been thrown over me stings the welts and just to torment me further at the end of the whipping another bucket is thrown over me.

‘Well you now have an interesting choice to make Ken? So far I haven’t told anyone else of your involvement in arranging the occupation which means that as things stand you will not be thrown out of the university and handed over to the police. If you want it to stay this way then you will agree to being my personal pain toy but if you don’t want this I’ll be passing the evidence of your guilt on. I’ll give you some time to think this over’ Miss Williams says.

‘Do you have an answer for me then Ken?’ Miss Williams asks after giving me a lash from the whip.

‘I’ll become your personal pain toy’ Ken answers.

‘A very sensible choice Ken and I think you’ve had enough for now but when you receive a message from me in the future you will obey it immediately and without question’ Miss Williams says having removed the blindfold so that Ken knows exactly who his new owner is.

Private justice

I am a freelance investigative journalist and have had work published in a range of magazines and newspapers around the world. During the course of an investigation that I am undertaking I was given details of a private members club in Scotland where ‘justice’ is delivered outside of the formal judicial system. My information indicates that the club is a female only establishment and it is rumoured that the form of punishment used is corporal punishment and that the offenders are made up of people caught by the police for a range of different offences who are given the opportunity of being punished without gaining a criminal record. Although the information had been given to me anonymously I’m sure that the person who had passed the information to me hoped that I would write a piece exposing the club and bringing it down but that wouldn’t be my intention as I have always held a deep personal and professional interest in corporal punishment. I’ve regularly wondered about what it must be like to receive it as a judicial sentence and in the course of investigations in the Middle East I have seen it being applied.

I put the information to one side as I completed my existing investigation and wrote the piece up but once I got the chance to study it I was able to corroborate some of it without too much difficulty which suggested that it might be accurate. I therefore decided that I was going to do a general piece on judicial corporal punishment and not a damaging piece on this particular club however I did want to get to know the workings of this club because of my personal interest in the subject matter. I build up a relationship with one of the women who I have been told is a member of the club and this quickly turns from a social into a sexual relationship during which I subtly hint at my interest in all aspects of corporal punishment. Tamsin doesn’t do anything about these hints for a while and I am not prepared to push them too firmly but after a few months Tamsin tells me that she has a surprise in store for me asking me to be dressed smartly and waiting in my flat for her one Tuesday evening at 7pm.

‘Please place this blindfold on Katherine because I want your surprise to be total’ Tamsin says having turned up at my flat shortly before 7pm looking beautiful as ever in a very smart suit. It is a strange feeling being led to Tamsin’s car and then driven blindfolded but one that I didn’t mind too much and I certainly didn’t do anything to try and remove the blindfold or see round it. Tamsin helped me out of the car and led me into what I presumed was a house or a hotel and it was certainly lovely and warm. Only when we were safely inside did Tamsin step up to me and remove the blindfold and I saw that we were in a very lavishly decorated room. Looking discretely around the room I saw that I was in amongst the cream of Scottish female society and felt somewhat out of place so it was just as well that Tamsin stayed very close to me with her hand clasped tightly in mine. Beauty, wealth and power were all represented in the room and Tamsin, in her late-twenties, appeared to be one of the youngest members while the redoubtable Lady Fairbairn was probably the oldest.

After a short time with some food and drink we all made our way through to another room where Lady Fairbairn took up a position on a raised stage flanked on either side by another member of the group. Apart from this stage the only other furniture in the room was a very well used looking whipping bench set up in the centre of the floor. Without any further delay a very nervous looking young woman was led in from a side door and brought to a halt by two very stern young women who looked like they could well be off duty police officers. The offender was dressed in a very tight pair of shorts and a plain white t-shirt and she was carrying a card in front of her which gave details of her offence.

“Drink driver” was what was written on this particular card. All three members of the bench questioned her briefly to ascertain the extent of her offence, guilt already having been established, before pronouncing their sentence against which there would seem to be no possible appeal.

‘Twenty strokes of the cane’ came the announcement and the two escorting women led the girl over to the bench and pulled her shorts down to her knees before bending her over the bench and securing her with the aid of leather straps so that she had absolutely no hope of escape and very little scope for movement throughout her ordeal. One of the escorting officers collected a cane from the side of the bench and it looked frightening to me as it must have been about four feet long and nearly half an inch thick. I was utterly engrossed by the proceedings that were taking place in front of me almost as if I was in some dream world but as soon as the first stroke cracked across the bottom of the offender I was brought back to reality and involuntarily clenched my own cheeks together. It left an immediate red line across the bottom and drew a yelp from the girl and if anything they got harder after this first one and by the half way point the entire surface of the bottom looked very red and sore. At the half way point the cane was passed to the other escorting officer who worked from the opposite side and the cries from the offender were very loud but amazingly blood was not drawn.

I’d continued to clench my cheeks with each stroke as I wondered what it would be like to be on the receiving end. In many ways I wanted to find out but in many others the thought of it petrified me. Tamsin seemed to be reading my mind and she kept squeezing my hand. There were another half dozen punishments administered and they were all as severe as the first caning had been but they were not all carried out with the cane as for some a tawse was used and for others a wooden paddle was the implement but in all cases it was the same escorting officers who administered the punishments to both male and female miscreants splitting the punishment evenly between them.

Apart from thinking what would it be like to be punished in this way I wanted to get to talk to any of the offenders as I was sure that it would have been an effective punishment and deterrent which was what I wanted to convey in the article that I was researching but I knew that if I did that then Tamsin would know that I was a journalist and would probably not believe that I wasn’t out to harm the club. Before we left the venue Tamsin blindfolded me again so that I didn’t know where we had been but it also made me feel even more turned on and Tamsin kept the blindfold on as she took me into my flat and straight through to the bedroom. Tamsin was much more dominant with me that night and even gave my bottom a couple of gentle smacks which I really enjoyed as Tamsin would notice from my moans but she didn’t go any further leaving me very frustrated.

Tamsin is a very successful businesswoman and regularly travels to America and Europe as part of her work and on one of her trips she picks up one of the top news magazines in which the cover story is the one that I’d been working on when initially told about the club. It was an article that generated a lot of interest in the media but I didn’t think that it would have held much interest for Tamsin although if she did pick up the magazine then she couldn’t fail to recognise me as my photograph was at the head of the article. Tamsin played it cool on her return from America giving me absolutely no clue that she had read the article and therefore knew my profession so when she blindfolded me and took me to another meeting I didn’t think anything of it. I again watched another set of very severe punishments and it was only at the end of it that I realised that something was wrong because Tamsin led me in front of the bench and announced to everyone that I was a journalist using the article in the magazine as her proof.

From here everything happened so fast that I didn’t get a chance to say anything as Tamsin and a couple of others were soon stripping me completely naked and searching every item of clothing for tape recorders, cameras or notebooks none of which they would find as I didn’t have any with me. From behind me the escorting officers took hold of my arms and marched me over to the bench and very quickly they had me fastened down over it.

‘Twenty four strokes of the cane’ I heard from the bench and I was petrified and couldn’t summon up the voice to say anything. I was more scared now than I’d ever been and that included when doing some difficult undercover investigations. I felt the cane tapping against my bottom and tried to prepare myself for the first stroke but because I’d never been punished in my life before I didn’t know what to expect. Suddenly there was a loud crack as the cane connected with my bottom and the pain was immediate and worse than anything I could remember. As my brain was coming to terms with it the second bolt of lightning hit my bottom and this time I cried out with the pain. Quickly I lost count of the strokes and even when they started to land from the other side I wasn’t really aware of it as the pain was so overwhelming. I felt as if my bottom was being cut to ribbons but from what I’d seen on both visits I was sure that this wasn’t the case. Eventually there were no more explosions on my bottom or in my brain and I just lay over the bench trying to gather some strength and stop the tears from flowing but I could do neither.

I was blindfolded by Tamsin again and led out to her car and I tried to apologise and explain but she told me to be quiet and ignored me so I guessed that I’d lost her friendship as well as everything else. I inspected the damage to my bottom as soon as I was back in my flat and it was covered with dark red stripes and felt incredibly hard and hot to the touch. Something about it turned me on though and I had to play with myself and I knew deep down that I would have to seek out further punishment in the future although possibly not at quite that intensity. Having gone through the experience I now had my own practical experience to relate to the article that I was writing and this provided the spur that I needed to complete the article. I was intending to email the completed article to Tamsin by way of explanation in a couple of days time once she’d had a chance to cool off but in the end it turned out not to be necessary because Tamsin turned up at the front door of my flat one afternoon holding a tawse in her hands.

‘You have been punished for betraying the club but you have not been punished for using and betraying me personally so I am going to rectify that situation now. I want you utterly naked and face down on your bed’ Tamsin says sharply.

‘Before you punish me Tamsin I would like you to read something’ I say before collecting the draft article from my desk in the lounge. Tamsin sat down on the dressing table stool to read the article and as she was reading I was stripping and lying down on the bed facing Tamsin. I watch the look of surprise coming over her face as she is reading.

‘That is the article that I was intending to write not a destructive piece about the club but you didn’t give me the chance to explain last week. I accept though that I should have been honest with you at the start so I guess that I did use you although I hope that you now see that I wasn’t going to betray you’ I say with a mix of hope and fear in my voice.

‘Yes Katherine I can now see that you were not trying to betray me or the club however you have used me so I am still going to punish you and I want a copy of this article and your CV as well’ Tamsin responds and I was actually pleased that she was still going to punish me. I printed off another copy of the article and also my CV for Tamsin before returning to the bedroom where Tamsin had placed my pillows in the centre of the bed and I was instructed to get myself over them.

Although the fifty strokes of the tawse were still hard I imagined that they were not quite as severe as Tamsin had originally intended to give me. They still had a very positive effect on my sex and my brain though because I was incredibly turned on as Tamsin discovered when she placed her mouth to my pussy. She drank up all of my juices and took me through my climax into utter exhaustion. I fell asleep contentedly with Tamsin stroking my bottom and when I eventually woke up Tamsin had left but I felt a lot more settled and contented as it appeared that there might be a hope of resurrecting the relationship with Tamsin.

I had intended to give it a couple of days before making the next move but Tamsin returned to my flat early the following morning and this time she was accompanied by Lady Fairbairn who immediately took charge of the situation. She started by questioning me about how I had come to learn about the club so I told her about the information that I’d received during a previous investigation and explained that even at that time I hadn’t intended to write a damaging piece about the club because of my belief in the validity of corporal punishment as a judicial sentence. Lady Fairbairn asked about the source of the information but even if I had known I would not have given her the information and I think she respected that fact as it shows my honesty and integrity. Her questioning moved onto my body of work and CV generally before tackling my attitudes and aspirations leaving me feeling like I’d been put under a very powerful microscope and pulled apart.

‘Will you be able to get this article published in a quality media outlet?’ Lady Fairbairn asked at the end of the interview.

‘Yes I am sure that I will be able to get the article published in one of the news magazines or a broadsheet newspaper’ I answer confident that it was true given my reputation.

‘You are just the sort of person that we want in our club and we would like to offer you membership with Tamsin as your sponsor’ Lady Fairbairn said.

‘Thank you. It would be a great honour to accept this invitation’ I answer.

Interrogation

In response to this post from Mistress Switch I would firstly like to say how lucky I am to have had the opportunity to participate in this event but even more to be able to say that I am friends with such a wonderful person.

I am not going to  say anything in detail about the event all I will say is that it was a truly amazing experience that I will never forget and it took me to places mentally where I have never been before. The moment that I realised that I had absolutely no control over what was happening to me or for how long it was going to happen was a really terrifying one but it brought with it its own sort of freedom and reality.

What I do want to say a bit more about though is the trust element of this whole thing because it is so important and there were a few elements to it for me. My primary interests are in all forms of corporal punishment, as the stories I write indicate, but I do have wider interests which I have explored at times and there has been some discussion between Mistress Switch and myself on these so the first element of trust was in the knowledge that having been invited to take part it was something that she knew I would be into and would get something out of and this thought kept coming back to me when I was doubting myself. The second element of the trust is that although I didn’t know the people who were going to be carrying out the interrogation, and it was only at the end that I met one of them, the fact that they were trusted enough by Mistress Switch to do it was more than good enough for me.

I think what best sums it up for me is that throughout it I was thinking never again because it was so overwhelming but within a few hours of it finishing and now there is a nagging thought at the back of my mind as to just how far I could really go.

Broken

Rumours abounded as to how Lorraine maintained control over the vast empire of companies that she now owned having started from just one small office as an independent consultant. These rumours included tales of very harsh tortures and punishments for anyone who went against her wishes in even the smallest way. Lorraine’s profile was very high in the business world and there was no doubt that whatever she was doing was working because all of her companies were incredibly successful turning in large profits every year all of which had contributed to making Lorraine the richest person living in Scotland. My professional interest has always been piqued by the rumours about Lorraine’s practises and I had started to investigate them with the intention of exposing them to the world.

I have been quietly working away on the story without the knowledge of any of my colleagues or my editors because I knew that it would be a great coup to break the story but equally I knew that it was very dangerous to be doing it because of who the target was. I had gathered together some very interesting interviews and photographic evidence from people who had found themselves on the wrong side of Lorraine and who had been cast aside like discarded toys after Christmas. I was in the process of putting together a first draft of the story as I didn’t need much more information to bring it all together and I was hoping to get that information in a couple of weeks time from a contact within Lorraine’s flagship company.

In the period while I was waiting for this information I was invited to a meeting by one of the editors who frequently made use of my work to discuss a potential story that they wanted me to work on. When I turn up for the meeting I am surprised to see that sitting with the editor is Lorraine Bailey looking very radiant and relaxed. I was put on edge by her presence and this was not helped when Lorraine stood up and walked towards me. I never had displayed any nerves however and accepted Lorraine’s handshake warmly.

‘I have long been an admirer of your work Ken and I would like to offer you an exclusive interview on my career so far. This will be the only interview that I ever give to the press so it will bring you a lot of reward and recognition’.

Even though I smelt a massive rat in what Lorraine had said there had also just been a massive carrot dangled in front of me to get information directly from the source and I couldn’t stop myself from biting on this carrot. An interview was arranged for early the following morning at Lorraine’s large estate on the banks of Loch Lomond and I left the meeting to plan the questions that I would ask Lorraine.

I was perfectly punctual for my meeting with Lorraine and after being buzzed through the security gates I made my way up the long tree lined drive towards the very impressive house that dominated the surrounding landscape. I was greeted at the front door by Lorraine’s PA who led me through to a sumptuous lounge and gave me a coffee telling me that Lorraine would be with me shortly. I drank the coffee and felt myself slipping into sleep but try as I might I couldn’t fight the effects of whatever had been in the coffee.

I had absolutely no idea how long I had been unconscious for but when I eventually came to I found myself naked and tied very securely by wrists and ankles to two posts set wide apart so that I was completely exposed. I struggled against the tight ropes but they didn’t give an inch. The room was in total darkness and there was no sound whatever so I had no idea of whether anyone was watching me or not. Suddenly the room was thrown into very bright white light and one was directed straight into my eyes blinding me temporarily. I can hear a pair of footsteps walking around in the room but can’t see who they belong to.

‘I know that you are planning a story on the events that take place within this room and I will not let that story appear Ken’ I hear Lorraine say with a steely edge to her usual crisp voice.

‘No Lorraine I am not planning such a story’ I answer and immediately feel a whip crack across my back drawing a startled cry from my throat.

As my cry is drifting away through the room the lash bites me again and again and again each with the feeling that it is tearing my back to shreds.

‘Yes Ken you are planning a story. You recently set up a meeting with Sara to discuss my working practices. What neither of you seemed to realise was that all phone and email communications are screened and thus your little plot was doomed from the start’.

‘I was simply interested in your management techniques because all of your companies are so successful so I thought that other companies might be able to benefit from your methods and that is the story that I was writing’ I responded and this was met with a further series of blows from the whip.

‘When I read the emails between yourself and Sara I had Sara followed and know that she met you one evening in the Golden Lion. Early the following morning Sara was brought to me and unlike you it would seem she had the good sense to loosen her tongue after only a few lashes. I will get the information that I want from you one way or the other Ken and I have all the time in the world to get it’.

‘No Lorraine Sara is lying to you’ before I could even finish this statement the whip was cracking again but this time it was over my cock and balls as opposed to over my back and this brought a very sharp scream from me. With this I had an opportunity to see Lorraine and she had an evil smile on her face. With remorseless regularity the blows continued to fall across my cock and balls until I could not take any more and slipped into unconsciousness. I was brought back around by a blast of icy cold water hitting my face and chest.

‘Don’t think for one minute Ken that unconsciousness will provide you with any respite because you will be revived every time until you have given me the information that I want’ Lorraine states calmly.

‘Now where were we Ken? Ah yes, Sara revealed that you showed her some photographs and interview transcripts that you had gathered from your investigations to date. I want the names of the people who have given you this information’.

I respond to this with silence which is answered by Lorraine driving her right knee up very hard into my balls and then driving her right elbow into my stomach. Had I not been so tightly tied up either of these blows would have seen me crumple to the ground but all I could do was scream.

‘I see that you have still not seen sense Ken. Perhaps something different will help you to realise the futility of further resistance’.

With this Lorraine places the whip down in front of me and walks behind me. Leaving my ankles securely tied to the posts Lorraine unties the ropes holding my wrists to the posts. My body sags forward before being bent double so that the ropes around my wrists can be tied to the posts just above my ankles. Picking the whip up again Lorraine drives two lashes right down the cleft of my bottom landing across my anus and balls very hard.

‘Names Ken’

Again the whip was put down and this time Lorraine walked away from me and collected a very thick cane and clicked her fingers. This brought another pair of footsteps from the far corner of the room so someone else had been watching this whole time. I recognised Lorraine’s PA from earlier but what really caught my attention was the large strap-on cock that was jutting out from her skirt.

‘Since you are refusing to co-operate Ken I am going to hand you over to Julia here and she just loves using her strap-on to destroy virgin holes. I will be interested to hear how your screams compare to those of Sara’ Lorraine says with a truly sadistic laugh trailing off at the end of it.

Scream I certainly did as Julia drove her dildo straight into me without any hint of lubrication or gentleness. It felt as if she was trying to tear my insides out of me with each savage thrust as she pulled all the way out before driving all the way back in. Then to add to the torment Lorraine picked up the whip again and started to flay my back but this actually seemed fairly gentle in comparison with the agony that Julia was inflicting on me. As my screams were echoing off the wall Lorraine paused the whipping and whispered in my ear.

‘Give me the names that I am looking for and Julia will stop’

I was in no fit state to give Lorraine the names that she was after just at that moment because I couldn’t think of anything other than the pain but from somewhere deep inside me one of the names popped out of my mouth and Lorraine signalled to Julia to stop. Julia did stop but she stopped with the dildo pushed right inside me as far as it would go so that there was no relief just yet.

‘That’s good Ken now give me the other names’

I was silent for a moment or two but soon gave out the names when Julia withdrew the dildo half way and slammed it back into me. There were six names in total and I gave Lorraine them all.

‘Is that all the names Ken?’

‘Yes I swear that is all of the people who have given me information Lorraine’ I said quietly fearing what will happen to them now but I really should have been more concerned with my own situation.

‘Just to make sure I think some further encouragement is required’ Lorraine spitefully says.

Lorraine hands Julia the cane while she picks up the whip and for the next ten minutes the pair of them beat me constantly and then a bucket full of ice cold water mixed with salt and vinegar is thrown over my back and bottom. This feels like it is clawing at all of the cuts that have been opened up and I give a long and very shrill scream. At that moment I would have given Lorraine any information that she wanted.

‘I think that is enough for the moment Ken. I will return later to get the rest of the information that I require’ Lorraine says cruelly and with this both her and Julia release the ropes holding me to the posts and I am taken to the corner of the room and thrown into a small cage. I hear Lorraine and Julia walking away and then the room is plunged into darkness. I had absolutely no idea what time it was or for how long I was left for and the only thing I was aware of was the pain in every part of my body that didn’t seem to lessen at all.

Lorraine’s words about returning to continue the interrogation for the rest of the information she required kept ringing in my ears. This in combination with the all encompassing pain which made it impossible to find a comfortable position for sitting or lying in the cage meant that I could get absolutely no rest. Eventually I heard the door of the room opening again and the lights were switched on so that I could see Lorraine walking towards me with Julia following on close behind. Lorraine dragged me out of the cage using the ropes which were still attached to my wrists and ankles. I was hauled over towards a very sturdy wooden chair and noticed as I got closer to it that sticking out from the seat was a large metal dildo. I tried to fight Lorraine as she led me to the chair but she just turned round and gave me a very hard kick in the face followed by another one to my balls which took the fight right out of me.

Julia came over to help Lorraine as her kicks had left me like a dead weight and together they quickly and easily got me up onto the chair and then down onto it so that the dildo was stuck right up my anus. Leather straps were closed around my wrists, elbow, ankles and thighs holding me tightly to the chair and then a further strap was fitted around my chest to hold me against the back of the chair.

‘Now Ken I hope you are going to continue with the co-operation you showed earlier. I have brought all of your possessions here, paid off all of your debts, and transferred all of your financial affairs to my name. Effectively I now own you and you will become my loyal and obedient servant with the role of public relations spokesperson. This transformation can be very easy for you or it can be unbelievably hard but it will happen so the choice is yours. However before we can begin this transformation there is some further information that I require from you’.

Julia hands Lorraine my laptop and comes to stand beside me.

‘You will now tell me what your password is Ken’ I look at Lorraine and don’t say a word so Lorraine nods to Julia and I receive a very hard slap across each cheek before Julia lights a candle and starts to let it fill with wax. When the well of the candle is filled with wax Julia bends forward and tips all of the molten wax over my cock and balls and because of how tightly I am secured to the chair there is nothing that I can do to escape the stream of wax. Julia places the first candle on the arm of the chair to allow a further puddle of wax to accumulate and then lights a second candle.

‘I suggest Ken that you start to spell out your password because if you do not this second candle will go into the dildo that is currently buried in your anus and start to heat you up from the inside which let me assure you is not a nice thing to experience according to those who have felt it including most recently Sara’.

Julia moves towards the base of my chair and I start to spell out my password. When this is proved to be correct Lorraine signals for Julia to stop and she does but tips the molten wax from both candles over my cock and balls prior to blowing them both out and placing them on the arms of the chair just in case they should be required later on.

‘I hope that you are beginning to learn that co-operation is your only strategy because I will get the information that I require from you Ken’ Lorraine says and this fact is certainly very strongly burned in my mind. ‘The only other information I require from you is the location of all of the materials concerned with the story you were intending to write about me’.

Finding two wax free spots on my balls I watch Julia attach two small but very sharply toothed crocodile clamps and notice the wires trailing out of these to a box that she is holding. To reinforce Lorraine’s statement about co-operation being the only strategy I feel a jolt of electricity firing through my balls which causes me to strain against the bonds.

‘As I said I suggest you co-operate with me. That was level one and the machine has ten levels and we will keep moving through them until you tell me where the files are’.

My spirit and resistance has finally been broken and without any further hesitation I tell Lorraine where she can find the folder that contains everything I had in connection with the story. Before the clips were released Lorraine reads everything in the file and checks the rest of the computer to corroborate the names that I had given her earlier and the fact that these were the only people that had talked to me which they were.

‘You see Ken it really wasn’t that difficult after all was it’ Lorraine said and had Julia remove the clips from my balls and undo me from the straps on the chair.

‘You can rest for the remainder of today and tonight before your transformation to my slave starts tomorrow. Remember how difficult and painful this transformation is entirely in your own hands’.

A wonderful stroke of luck – final part

This is a repost of the final part of the multi-part story ‘A wonderful stroke of luck’

As Friday drew nearer Lina was doing her very best to tease me and Martina about the upcoming session by regularly holding whispered conversations with Rebecca, Michelle, Karin and Siobhan which we could only presume were planning what they were going to do to us. Then at nights when we were in bed she would tell me just how much they were all looking forward to it before making me work really hard sexually to satisfy her with my tongue and cock. Martina and I were allowed to talk together during the week and it was clear that Rebecca wasn’t giving her any information about the session either other than to echo Lina’s comments that they were really looking forward to it. As the week progressed we got increasingly nervous but we both had such trust in our respective Mistresses that we knew that the session would be absolutely amazing and that it would be something that we would be able to cope with although it might stretch us to our limits.

During the day on the Friday Lina, Rebecca, Karin and Michelle spent a long time in the wardrobe selecting outfits for themselves but we weren’t allowed to see them but what we were allowed to see were the outfits that they had selected for Martina, Siobhan and me. We were going to be dressed in camouflage trousers and t-shirts which had obviously been bought in for us and this intrigued me. We all had a late lunch and then Martina, Siobhan and me were sent to get dressed in one of the bedrooms and were told to remain there once we were dressed. As we were waiting I got a shock because we were joined by Samantha who was in an identical outfit. Samantha gave me a kiss on each cheek and I then introduced her to the others although they had all seen her during the shopping trip last week.

‘Samantha, I guess from the fact that you are dressed in the same way as we are that you are going to be part of this session as well? Does that also mean that Mistress Penny is involved?’ I asked.

‘Yes I am going to be involved with this session and yes Mistress Penny is also here for it. Lina told us about all of the fun that you have been having and invited us up for this final session a few weeks ago. I have absolutely no idea what is planned for us but I know that Lina and Mistress Penny have been bouncing ideas off of each other all week and finally settled on something on Wednesday and have been planning it ever since. I have the feeling that this is going to be incredibly memorable’ Samantha answered.

I put my hands into the pockets of my trousers and feel a piece of paper in the pocket and when I took it out I immediately recognised Lina’s handwriting.

“All you need to know about the role you will all be playing is that you are a small resistance cell fighting against my rule as Queen of the territory. When you are all dressed you will make your way outside to the woods at the end of the garden. Here you will find a map by the birch tree and you will be studying this map as if planning your next attack” were the instructions. Everyone found the same instructions in their own trousers and we all followed them. We were silent as we made our way to the tree and true enough a map was pinned to the tree and we took it down. This tree was in a small clearing so we spread the map out on the ground and were all hunched round the map planning an attack on the house that was at the centre of the map.

‘Well what do we have here then’ I heard all of a sudden and recognised Mistress Penny’s voice as did Samantha who was sitting next to me in the huddle. We both tried to get to our feet and spin round but as we were getting up Penny swept her feet round in front of us sending us sprawling back down to the ground.

‘I think we’ve found ourselves the resistance cell that has been causing us so much trouble recently. They were obviously fooled by the map we planted suggesting that this was the site of our prison camp where they would be able to free their leader. The Queen will be pleased when we show her what we have found and we may be rewarded with the opportunity to watch them being interrogated and destroyed. Shackle them girls’ Penny continued menacingly. Martina and Siobhan had been trying to sneak away as Penny was speaking but were stopped by Karin and Jo who very quickly had their wrists and ankles secured in steel shackles with chain linking them together. Samantha and I had turned round and saw all three of them standing in front of us looking absolutely stunning in their own battledress complete with replica rifles but what really caught our attention was the large knife that Penny had in her hands. As Karin and Jo were shackling us Penny was giving us a physical working over with hard slaps and punches to our body.

‘That should soften you two up a bit’ she said spitefully, ‘now let’s get these four into the Queen’s personal torture chamber’ she continued grabbing Samantha and me by the hair and pulling us to our feet before dragging us in the direction of the house. Karin and Jo herded Martina and Siobhan in the direction of the house but without the outright violence that Penny was using with the two subs that she knew could take it. As we neared the house Samantha and I looked at each other and we started to struggle against Penny’s grip which prompted her to temporarily release us both so that she could deliver a series of punches to our stomachs before delivering a heavy slap to each cheek with her hand. This slap rang out loudly and quelled our rebellion for the moment allowing her to drag us into the house through the back door and then down into the dungeon. Martina and Siobhan were herded in a few moments behind us and Penny had Karin and Jo push them into the centre of the dungeon under one of the ceiling beams where ropes were hanging down. We watched the shackles being removed from Martina and Siobhan’s wrists before their arms were pulled above their heads and tied off to these ropes. Both sets of ankles were left shackled leaving the two of them exposed and vulnerable. Penny then had Karin and Jo bring Samantha forward and she was tied up to the same beam but her ankles were released from each other and spread wider apart so that the steel cuffs could be attached to rings in the floor meaning that Samantha’s body was pulled taut. Finally I was tied up in the same way that Samantha had been and I could feel the stretch on every part of my body.

‘Girls I’m sure that they won’t give you any trouble in this position but if they do give them a kick in the groin as that will sicken them. I will be go and report to the Queen and be back shortly’ Penny said sharply leaving Karin and Jo standing in front of us looking us up and down with disdain on their faces suggesting that they had gotten completely into the role that they were playing. I thought that I would see just how far they were in role and when they walked in front of me I spat at them sending it well over their heads and immediately Jo swung her foot into my groin with some force and when she saw my face creasing up she grinned from ear to ear. It was at that moment that the door to the dungeon opened and Penny led Lina down into the dungeon followed by Rebecca and Michelle.

‘So he still hasn’t learnt his lesson then girls’ Penny said sharply as she saw that I was grimacing.

‘No he spat at us Captain’ Karin said.

‘Well I’m sure that he will pay for his insolence’ Penny said.

Lina was looking absolutely stunning in her black leather corset and skin tight PVC jeans with her boots over the top of them. Her arms were sheathed in black leather gloves and her face had a regal appearance befitting her role as the Queen. Michelle and Rebecca were attired in matching corsets, panties and stockings with knee-high boots.

‘Your Highness we found these four in the woods planning an attack on the house in the hope of freeing their leader. We planted false intelligence to this effect in the local public house hoping that it would filter back to the resistance and that they would send their crack cell to affect the escape. It has worked and we have now captured their very best fighters. These four have been responsible for causing untold damage to our economic operations and have killed hundreds of my troops in recent times so it is good to have captured them’ Penny says.

‘Well done Captain Williams. I have been following the intelligence reports of the activities of these terrorists with interest and am glad that you have finally brought them before me without any significant damage. In view of what they have done to your troops you should remain and see how we are going to make them suffer, and suffer they will. We will break them completely and provide photographic evidence for the local community to dissuade anyone else from joining the resistance movement. Now strip them’ Lina said very calmly.

Penny, Karin and Jo unsheathed the knives that they were carrying and approached Samantha, Martina and Siobhan respectively. It didn’t take many slashes from the knives to cut through the clothes leaving the three girls completely naked as even the boots were untied so that the socks could be cut off. Penny moved to me when she had Samantha completely naked and it was impressive to watch the long slashing cuts of the knife going through the cotton like a hot knife through butter. She took every opportunity to play the cold steel blade on my skin as she was tearing at the clothes.

‘Aha the mark of their leader Queen Tamsin’ Penny said as she removed my t-shirt, ‘we have got the leader of the resistance in our clutches here never mind just their best fighters. It will finish them as a viable force when he doesn’t come back from the mission’ Penny crowed. Lina stepped over to have a look for herself.

‘Yes I see the mark of Tamsin on his shoulder. I wonder how that dear little bitch will feel when she sees her former lover join her in the mine or did I send her to the rest and relaxation centre for our troops. I really can’t remember. Whichever I’m sure that I can reunite them in misery instead of in pleasure’ Lina said before driving her fist into my stomach as I made a move to spit at her.  Lina walked along the front and back of all the captives feeling them up.

‘Unshackle this one and bring her over to me. She is far too pretty to be put to work in the mines instead the troops will love her in the rest and relaxation home’ Lina said as she was standing by Siobhan. Penny untied Siobhan and with her hands in her hair she pulled her over to Lina’s throne.

‘Now we’d better see just how sexually experienced she is because I wouldn’t want her to disappoint any of the troops. Bring the man over to me and we can see how this pretty little thing reacts to sucking cock and being fucked like the whore she is soon to become’. Penny walked back to me and untied me before tying my hands behind my back and frogmarching me over to where Siobhan was kneeling with a very excited but nervous look on her face. I was brought to a halt in front of Siobhan and Lina wrapped her hand in Siobhan’s hair taking a good hold.

‘Now girl hands first then mouth’ Lina ordered sharply and I watched Siobhan tentatively raise her hands and match what she had done during the poker night with my cock which started to harden.

‘It’s such a shame that this man chose the wrong cousin all those years ago. He could have had great fun using that tool with me but now his life is going to end in misery in our mines’ Lina said as Siobhan was continuing to play with my cock. When Lina saw that it was nearly at full size she pushed Siobhan’s head forward and her lips kissed the head of my cock.

‘Open your mouth and take it inside it you little whore’ Lina said sharply and with her other hand she reached down and tweaked one of Siobhan’s nipples cruelly. Siobhan does open her mouth and puts her lips around the top of my cock with her tongue running over the head itself. Lina indulges her for a minute or two allowing her to gradually get used to the feelings of having my cock in her mouth taking it deeper as time went on but this luxury wasn’t going to last forever and ultimately Lina pushed Siobhan’s head much further down my cock and then she started to use her grip to pull Lina back and forward so that I was fucking her mouth deeply. Siobhan was coping with this admirably and she started to mimic the action even without Lina forcing her and from the look on my face Lina could tell that I was enjoying Siobhan’s ministrations.

‘Well I think the troops will enjoy this little cock-sucking whore. I wonder if she will take a fucking just as well’ Lina mused before pulling Siobhan back off of my cock which was glistening with a mixture of her saliva and my pre-cum.

‘Stand up whore’.

‘Now bend over and grip the arms of this throne. Captain Williams perhaps you would tie the whores’ arms to the chair just in case she gets some foolish notion of escaping or trying to attack me’. Lina says and Penny steps forward with two lengths of rough rope.

‘Now boy fuck your comrade like she has never been fucked before. A good performance from you might see you spared the mines and instead sent to the rest and relaxation home or the royal stud for the benefit of the nation’ Lina said casually.

Siobhan is very tense having heard this command and I was sure that Lina didn’t want me to completely destroy her so I was quite slow in working my way inside Siobhan’s very tight hole all the time getting slapped from Penny who was standing behind me. Once I was fully inside Siobhan she gave a loud gasp and I started to fuck her while Lina was torturing her nipples with a range of clips that she had sitting beside the throne. Siobhan started to push herself back onto my cock as I was pulling out of her and this told me that she was ready for an increase in intensity which was what she got. With each deep thrust Siobhan got wetter and wetter until she eventually stiffened in climax and that was when Lina demanded an end to the fucking.

‘We don’t want the two of them to think that our threats to make them suffer were empty threats do we now. Captain Williams you will take this boy who is clearly the leader of the opposition over to the cross and attach him securely with his back to the room. It is a back that is made to be flogged without pity. This girl can stay by my side and I will deal with her myself’. Lina said before beckoning Michelle and Rebecca in front of her.

‘I have heard very good things about you two ladies. Your superiors in the mines have indicated that you have a natural cruelty and seemingly inborn sadism in your role as overseers of the work parties. They report that your work parties always meet the targets assigned and that any hint of rebellion is crushed with an iron fist in such a way that everyone else sees it thus striking fear into everyone at the same time. These are qualities that I respect and need in my own personal punishment team. As you may be aware two vacancies have recently arisen in my punishment team after I had to dismiss two members who had been passing information on to the resistance forces. Serving on my punishment team is a privilege and gives you access to a steady stream of new victims such as these ones and there are no limits on what you can do to them however it does come with the cost of unswerving loyalty to me. This is your trial for the team. We have three terrorists available to you this evening so you will each choose a terrorist and remember they are to be made to suffer for all of the damage they have caused to my domain’ Lina said almost as if addressing a tea party not sentencing us to incredible torment. Michelle walked over to me and Rebecca went to stand beside Martina.

‘Captain Williams perhaps you would like to take the third terrorist and make her suffer for the troops that you have lost’ Lina said as Samantha was standing forlornly in the centre of the room.

‘It would be my pleasure Your Majesty’ Penny responded with an evil look on her face.

‘Ladies you may begin to extract a suitable price from your chosen terrorist. Remember everything in this room is at your disposal and the punishment will continue until such time as I call a halt to it. Soldiers you can watch from any part of the room or you may join me in tormenting this little whore’. Lina says and from the corner of my eye I see Karin going over to Lina but Jo comes over so that she can see exactly what Michelle is doing to me. How Michelle would react to this given her inexperience I don’t know.

‘Jo is there anything in particular you want to see me doing to this piece of terrorist scum’ Michelle said with feeling giving me the answer to my question.

‘No Michelle. Just torment him in whatever way you want as I will enjoy watching’ Jo answers.

‘Right you little shit, how dare you take part in armed resistance against our beloved Queen Lina. I am going to teach you that there is only one person who you should be loyal to and that is not the fallen Queen Tamsin. I’ve personally had the pleasure of overseeing Tamsin’s work in the mines for a period and flogging her repeatedly. By the time I’ve finished with you; you will be begging to serve Queen Lina’ Michelle almost spits in my ear getting deep into her role while her hands are slapping at my cock and balls.

‘As Queen Lina said it is a perfect back for flogging and that is just what I am about to do to it’ Michelle says as her finger nails are being drawn back and forward across my skin. Michelle picked up the knotted flogger that Lina had used on me during our initial session and also a short single-tail whip that was braided and I knew that both of these were harsh implements.

‘Let’s start with this flogger and see what effect it has on you’ Michelle says as she is showing me the multi-tailed version. None of the skills that Michelle had learnt during that initial session had deserted her. Her very first stroke landed perfectly between my shoulder blades and was pulled across my back so that the knots seemed to score as well as bite. I didn’t react to the stroke but I had certainly felt it. Michelle continued to flog away at my back delivering a good twenty lashes before deciding to switch to the single-tail. To the best of my knowledge this would be the very first time that she had used this implement and I wondered if she would be gentler with it just like she had during the initial session but it appeared that Michelle now had confidence in her ability to wield any implement because the first stroke lashed right across my back and felt like it was tearing a gash in my skin. Another twenty lashes followed this one and I thought that I could feel blood trickling down my back which wouldn’t have surprised me at all.

‘Oh Ladies I almost forgot. Perhaps during your torturing of the terrorists you could also interrogate them to find out any useful information that will allow us to crush the resistance once and for all’ Lina said.

‘You heard Queen Lina swine. Where are your resistance forces based? How do you communicate with the different cells? How many members does the resistance have?’ Michelle barked in my ear. When I remained silent she delivered another series of lashes to my back hoping to loosen my tongue.

‘Answer my questions’

‘Fuck off’ was my response followed swiftly by Michelle swinging her foot very hard between my legs and kicking me in the balls.

‘Swearing at a Lady will not be tolerated in any circumstances. Now are you going to answer my questions or do I have to resort to sterner measures’ Michelle said.

‘I will not answer your questions’ I reply defiantly.

‘We shall soon see about that! Jo will you help me to turn him round on the cross?’ Working together they have absolutely no problem in turning me round as I don’t resist them in any way. I was surprised when they didn’t secure me to the cross but I didn’t try to escape from them as they were standing directly in front of me.

‘Jo perhaps you would be as kind as to help me with the next section of the torture. If you could get his nipples nice and hard for me it would be much appreciated as I can then apply these vicious little clamps to them. I also have a set here for his cock and balls to see if that will loosen his tongue for us’ Michelle said malevolently showing me the clamps in question all of which had very sharp teeth.

‘It would be my pleasure to help you Michelle’ Jo says with great pleasure in her voice and she starts to flick my nipples with the tip of her tongue as Michelle is squatting down in front of me applying the clamps tightly to my balls. To ensure that they are biting deeply into the flesh she squeezes them shut with her fingers before pulling on them to test their grip noticing that they don’t move an inch. Even with the pain that Michelle was causing me Jo’s very tender touch was bringing my nipples to life and as soon as they were sufficiently hard she stepped back and Michelle snapped the clamps down on the nipples before opening them immediately just to snap them closed again drawing a sharp cry from my throat in the process.

‘Thank you Jo that was very helpful of you. Now here are a few weights that you can hang from the clamps if you want’ Michelle said handing over four 1lb fishing weights which Jo had great fun attaching to the clamps bringing a groan from me.

‘Let’s allow these a bit of time to get to work while we see what else we can use on our terrorist’ Michelle muses as she walks over to the equipment with Jo standing guard beside me. I watch Michelle pick up a butt-plug and also the biggest of the wooden paddles and finally a handful of canes. She also toyed with our box of electrics but decided against it much to my relief.

‘As Queen Lina said it is such a shame that you chose the wrong side all those years ago. You have a very fit body that would have been good to become better acquainted with in normal circumstances but I’m sure that you will still provide a source of great pleasure for the overseers in the mines or indeed in the rest and relaxation home if Queen Lina decides that this is where she is going to send you’ Michelle says as both her and Jo are fingering my cock and nipples cruelly, ‘now let’s see just how fit this body of yours is after all if you are going to be working in the mines then you will need every ounce of power and strength in your muscles to meet the targets that your overseer will set you. In many ways it would be great to be that overseer but if I make the Queen’s personal punishment team then I will be fully satisfied with life’ Michelle says evilly.

‘Squat’ Michelle commands and I obey feeling the weights on the clamps swing with each movement that I make.

‘Up’ was the next command and after that Michelle set out a fast and furious rhythm for the next ten minutes until the sweat was running down my body and my legs were burning. The sweat was having a real effect on the clamps and the welts on my back because it stung madly at each of the little cuts on the skin.

‘Well the leg strength is passable. I wonder what the upper body strength is like. Into the press-up position’ Michelle commanded and I obeyed. ‘On my command you will commence your press-ups and will continue until such time as I tell you to stop’ Michelle barked at me.

‘Go’ comes the command and I started managing without any real difficulty as press-ups were a routine part of my fitness regime so on seeing this Michelle decided to up the ante.

‘Jo, I think that you should make things more interesting for our terrorist here. Sit down on his back’ she said with a real gleeful voice revelling in her cruelty. I have to admit that her ingenuity is really amazing me and I am enjoying every minute of her torture. Although Jo is by no means a big girl the weight sitting down on my back makes it very difficult to complete the press-ups but I struggle on. Michelle is squatting down at my face and shouting abuse at me for my efforts and then she pulls all of the clamps from my body just as I am at the top of another press-up bringing another scream from me. When I was at the bottom of the next stroke she added her own weight to my back by standing on me and I collapsed under the combined weight. As I was lying on the ground they both continued to squash me making it very difficult to get my breath and recuperate from my efforts.

As I feel like I am gasping my last breath both Jo and Michelle get off of my back and pull me to my knees.

‘Are you ready to give me the answers to my questions yet?’ Michelle asks punctuating each word with a slap across my cheek.

‘I have nothing to say’ I answer.

‘You are a tough one aren’t you? The overseers are going to love you wherever you end up. Let’s see if I can loosen your tongue in another way’ Michelle says before drawing me up to my feet and with Jo’s assistance she marched me over to a free whipping bench taking me past some wonderful action involving all of the other couples in the dungeon but I don’t get the chance to admire any of this. I am bent over the horse and feel Michelle lubricating my anus before handing the butt plug to Jo.

‘You can have the pleasure of invading this terrorist’s arsehole Jo. As well that he finds out now what the overseers or female soldiers will do to him regularly. You can answer my questions at any time and this will stop’ Michelle says as she is squatting down in front of me looking into my eyes. Jo is quite gentle with the butt plug teasing it past my very tight ring before finally shoving it deep inside me which brings a grunt from me.

‘Still nothing to say you little bastard’ Michelle comments, ‘oh well I guess some sterner measures are called for’ moving behind me and picking up the paddle.

‘If you wish to answer my questions at any time then you can raise your hand’ was the final comment from Michelle before she brings the paddle crashing down into my bottom with considerable force. Michelle beats out an impressive tattoo on my bottom but after each stroke she allows me a moment or two to raise my arm but I refuse to do so. She has taken me into the same sort of place that Lina does regularly in her heaviest punishments when I am just letting the sensations wash over me so that although they are all incredibly painful I love each and every one of them. Eventually Michelle decides that the paddle has outlived its usefulness and switches to one of the canes choosing a very sharp and stingy one to contrast the bruising of the paddle. Her first couple of strokes are a bit tentative but this soon changes when she sees that I am still not reacting to the strokes or willing to give her answers to her questions. I must have taken well over 100 strokes of the cane and could feel the spray of blood from each stroke landing on my back and down my legs but I wasn’t too worried by this as Lina regularly left me in this condition and somehow I knew that Michelle would know when to stop even in her inexperience.

‘Well I seem to be failing to get through to you with pain. Let’s see if some humiliation does the trick’ Michelle said. She walked over and found a glass bowl which she placed on the ground in front of me before squatting over it and peeing into it.

‘Jo if you need the bathroom may I suggest that you relieve yourself into this bowl and we will then see how the terrorist scum likes drinking it’. Jo does squat over the bowl and pees into it so that it is well over half full with golden liquid. Michelle pulls me down onto the floor and pushes my head right down into the bowl before pulling it back, laughing as the warm liquid runs down my face.

‘Now drink it all up’ she orders as she picks up a flogger and begins to flog between my cheeks landing many strokes over the butt plug and down onto my balls. Each time the tails catch my balls my head ducks further into the bowl much to the amusement of Jo and Michelle.

‘Well Ladies it appears that we have all been unable to break these terrorists tonight. Let’s leave them overnight and return to them in the morning when they have had a chance to reflect on the pain we have caused in the sure and certain knowledge that it is only the tip of the iceberg. One of them will break sooner or later and give us the information that we need to break the resistance once and for all’ Lina says eventually bringing the session to a halt.

With these words Michelle pulls me out of the bowl and onto my feet where she gives me a big hug and kiss before extending her arms to bring Jo into the same hug.

‘Thank you both that was the most wonderful set of experiences of my whole life. I can’t believe just how much you are able to take Ken. You are a sadist’s dream and I am coming to the conclusion that I am a sadist just as Lina said. The memories from this session will live with me for a long time and I’m sure that they will fuel my fantasies for many nights and days. Jo thank you for your assistance I hope that you enjoyed it as much as I did’ Michelle says with a real gentleness to her voice.

‘It was brilliant to be able to watch and help you Michelle. I know that I couldn’t have done anything like as much to Ken but it turned me on to watch it and being able to do some of the gentler things was good and I’m sure that they will creep into my love life. Ken you are incredible I know that I would have been screaming the place down with only a fraction of what we did to you so all credit to you’. Jo answered and I was very glad that she had enjoyed it in her own way.

‘Thank you both for what was an absolutely wonderful experience and thank you for the compliments on my performance they are really appreciated and I’m sure that Lina will be delighted to hear what you have said. Jo I’m really glad that you enjoyed watching and helping Michelle to deal with me and everything that you did to me was really good but I can’t begin to explain just how nice it felt to have you tonguing my nipples and then inserting the butt plug. Michelle you were absolutely phenomenal and I think any submissives that serve you are going to have the time of their lives particularly if they have any masochistic or pain-slut urges. I would never have said that it was only the second time that you had played these games as you were that good and all of your punishments were exceptionally hard but I felt safe at all times and you showed that I was right to trust you by moving away from the caning when you did. What was really amazing though was the imagination that you showed throughout and the fact that you got so deeply into your role, I loved the way you built the fitness activities into the torture and had Jo sit on me during it. All in all it was special so thank you both’ I said with absolute sincerity.

‘Ladies and Ken I am sure that you will all agree with me when I say that this has been a most entertaining evening for all of us in our different ways. I would like to thank everyone who contributed to the generation of the idea and for doing such a great job of keeping it from our subs. I also want to say a really big thank you to all of the subs because without the trust that you have shown in us we would not have been able to develop such a deep role play or take things as far as we have. Thank you also for the way in which you have played the role from the moment that you found out what it is. I am sure that I speak for all of the Mistresses when I say that it was an incredible pleasure dealing with you as terrorists. I would also like to thank all of my fellow Mistresses for the skill they have shown in developing the roles individually and collectively and I know that from watching some of the action there are ideas that I will definitely be taking forward with my own slave. Perhaps you would all like to step forward so that we can all admire the range of marks that have been left on each of the subs and then you will find some food waiting for you all in our kitchen’ Lina said with a real smile on her face.

‘No Lina it is all of us that should be thanking you for your hard work in bringing this together and allowing us all the freedom to express ourselves as we wish whether we are subs or Mistresses’ Penny says and this brings a round of applause from everyone before we do all admire the marks on each victim. Samantha and I were wearing the most marks but that wasn’t too surprising because of our experience and Penny spent some time talking to Michelle about what she had done to me getting more and more amazed as she realised that it was only the second session that Michelle had conducted. Samantha and I were talking and describing the highlights of our sessions to each other when Lina came over to me and gave me a big kiss before looking at every mark on my body with great interest.

‘Heavens help Michelle’s submissives’ was her comment with a very light tone in her voice.

‘Yes indeed they will have to be very tough although I’m sure that she will be able to be more gentle if the situation demands it and she certainly always stopped a particular activity just at the right moment’ I answered. Rebecca came over and whispered something in Lina’s ear which brought a smile to her face.

‘I have just been reminded that the fun is not quite over for the night. Rebecca here who so admirably played the role of a member of my personal punishment team asked me at the end of the very first session that we did over three weeks ago if either Ken or myself would give her six hard strokes of the cane as she has some switch tendencies. I agreed to this and it is now time for this to happen but in preparation for it I think Mistress Penny should give Rebecca a warm up hand spanking’ Lina said bringing a grin from Rebecca and Penny. I wasn’t sure if Rebecca would still be grinning by the time that Penny was a quarter of the way through the warm up spanking and it seemed that Samantha had the same thoughts as we couldn’t keep the wry grin from our own faces when we looked at each other.

Mistress Penny took a seat on one of the chairs and beckoned Rebecca over to her side and then she helped her down over her lap so that Rebecca’s bottom was beautifully arrayed for everyone to see clad in the black panties and stocking clad legs. Penny stroked Rebecca’s bottom for a minute or two before unleashing her first smack onto the meatiest portion of the bottom in front of her quickly followed by a matching smack to the other cheek. We all saw Rebecca’s feet twitching on the floor with these smacks but she didn’t make a sound. This silence didn’t last too long though once Penny really got into the spanking as a series of yelps could be heard coming from Rebecca and these became even sharper when Penny bared her bottom to continue the spanking with a series of skimming strokes. Rebecca’s bottom was already very red when Penny bared it and it soon became scarlet under the continuing onslaught. Each smack caused Rebecca’s bottom to roll beautifully and then to finish off the warm up Mistress Penny used her double handed spanking which Samantha and I knew was a real killer and evidently Rebecca thought so as well because her legs were scissoring the air with each smack. As Penny was finishing off the spanking Lina was selecting her cane from those that had not been used during the earlier session and unfortunately for Rebecca this included one of her absolute favourites. This particular cane was a real beast as it was thick and heavy so landed with a real thud but somehow it also managed to have a real sting to it as well.

‘That should be her nicely warmed up for you Lina’ Mistress Penny said with a smile on her face, a smile that was wonderfully complimented by the tears rolling down Rebecca’s face.

‘Thank you Mistress Penny. Now Rebecca please make your way over to the horse and lie down over it. Would you like to be secured for the caning that you are about to receive’ Lina said quite sharply.

‘Yes please’ was Rebecca’s response so Lina worked her way round the horse affixing the leather straps tightly at wrist, ankle and waist. Martina stepped forward to the head of the bench before the caning started and she knelt down before taking hold of Rebecca’s hands and nestling her bosom against Rebecca’s head to provide her with some comfort.

‘Martina will you please count each of these strokes’ Lina said just before unleashing the first one across the middle of Rebecca’s bottom with all of her skill and power. A very loud cry left Rebecca’s mouth but it was partially swallowed up by Martina’s body although we could all see from the dark red line left on the bottom just how good a stroke it had been.

‘One thank you Lina’ Martina called out and this brought the second stroke down onto Rebecca’s bottom perfectly parallel to the first one and an inch below it. Rebecca tried to shake off the sting from the stroke but her restraints prevented anything but the merest movement so she didn’t get the relief that she was seeking.

‘Two thank you Lina’ Martina said a few seconds later and then the third stroke landed again perfectly parallel to the first two and another inch below it.

‘Three thank you Lina’ Martina said leaving slightly longer this time giving Rebecca a chance to settle before the fourth stroke landed. I could see that Lina was planning to deliver the final stroke directly to the crease of Rebecca’s bottom from the way that they were working inexorably down the bottom and I knew that this would make the pain from the previous five strokes pale into insignificance in Rebecca’s mind. I almost felt like warning her of this fact but I didn’t as it would be interesting to see the reaction.

Sure enough the sixth stroke landed perfectly in the deep crease of Rebecca’s bottom and she let out an incredible screech with it.

‘Six thank you Lina’ Martina announced before standing up and coming round to survey the damage to her Mistress’ bottom. Each of the stripes from the cane was perfectly visible and they were darkening to purple against the red background created by Penny’s spanking. This last stroke in particular looked very vivid and I’m sure that Rebecca would feel it for a couple of days whenever she sat down or stood up. Lina let Rebecca come to terms with the pain for a minute or two before releasing all of the bonds. Tears were streaming down Rebecca’s face when she stood up but there was a half smile on her face as well.

‘Thank you both for that. I am so glad that I’ve taken it and I now have the utmost respect for Ken, Samantha and my own Martina in taking lots of strokes like that. I know that I couldn’t have taken much more of either the spanking or the caning’ Rebecca managed to say quietly.

‘You did very well to take it Rebecca. Remember that both Samantha and Ken have been receiving punishments for years and are both pain-sluts so in that respect they are not good role models and from what I’ve seen Martina is heading down the same road. They are all wonderful slaves though’ Lina said before she gave me a very deep kiss.

‘You are more than wonderful to me my darling slave. When everyone else goes up to get some food we will be staying down here for a bit as there are a few things that I want you to do for me’ Lina whispered in my ear while her hands were playing with my cock which was incredibly sensitive after the number of kicks that it had received during the session. Mistress Penny could see that Lina wanted some time alone with me and she led everyone else out of the dungeon leaving us in what seemed like a very large and quiet space now.

‘It is time that we set the date for our wedding my darling and we can then announce it to everyone upstairs as I would love them all to be guests at the wedding and reception. But that isn’t the main reason why I’ve kept you down here as I’m sure you can imagine. All of that action has left me incredibly horny and I want your tongue and then cock to relieve this tension’ Lina said smiling.

‘My dearest Mistress I would be truly delighted to set the date of our wedding. Do you have any dates in mind?’

‘No I don’t have any specific dates in mind’

‘Well in that case may I suggest the 19th of October’

‘Why that particular date Ken’

‘That was the date that I first attended a session with you in London all those years ago’ I answered.

‘How on earth did you remember that?’

‘I remember that date because it was an absolutely wonderful day but also because it is my sister’s birthday and I remember calling her shortly after the session to wish her a happy birthday’ I answer truthfully.

‘The 19th of October it is then’ Lina says giving me a kiss before I dropped down to my knees and undid the button on her jeans before slowly easing them down her luscious legs letting my tongue snake up over the exposed skin. As I neared Lina’s pussy the juices that were escaping from it told me just how horny she was and I gathered as many of these on my tongue as I could before drawing it back into my mouth to taste them. They seemed to taste even more wonderful than normal and I very quickly returned to the source of this nectar. I dipped my tongue deep between Lina’s lips before moving up to caress her clitoris which was standing proud with my tongue and lips bringing her off very quickly but I didn’t stop with just that one climax. I did move my attention back to her sex itself though as I knew that Lina’s clitoris was very sensitive after her orgasm and to continue here would have been quite painful for her. Continuing with my mouth on her sex kept her very much on the boil and when she had climaxed again I knew that it was time to move to the next part of my instruction.

Lina took hold of the throne just as Siobhan had done seemingly days ago presenting me with an absolutely stunning sight. Her pussy was glistening in the light because of how wet it was and the lips were very swollen with her desire. My cock was already very hard but I gave it a couple of strokes with my hand just to bring it fully to life. Lina was at the absolutely perfect height and angle for me to give her a deep and hard screwing and after pushing my way fully into her this was what Lina demanded from me. I was so horny myself that I was only too happy to obey the order and it didn’t take long before Lina was crying out in climax which caused her body to spasm around my cock almost sucking the cream from it into her.

‘More of that will be required later on but for now it’s time to go and get something to eat and drink because I don’t know about you but I’m absolutely famished’ Lina said as she’d gotten her breath back. It was only then that I realised just how hungry I was as well so we made our way up to the kitchen where there was an incredible spread of food waiting for us and everyone was tucking in heartily. As well as the food everyone had a glass of champagne in their hands and I saw quite a few more bottles waiting for everyone. I poured Lina a glass of champagne and then got one myself as we both selected a plate full of food.

‘As well as a thank you to everyone for the fun that we have just had this food and drink serves a second purpose. Ken and I have just fixed the date for our wedding and this is a small party to celebrate. The date is the 19th of October and we would both like to invite all of you to the wedding and to the reception. We will give you the exact locations in a few days once we have sorted them out’ Lina announced bringing a spontaneous round of applause from everyone and lots of kisses for the bride to be.