This Christy was turning out to be a real bitch.This 'training' had gone on quite long enough.I was exhausted, cramped aching, in constant pain and now furious with myself for having fouled the table with my piss, but I just couldn't help and Christy damned well knew that, but, of course wouldn't admit it.any excuse to torment me was fair game.but I would dearly love to se her in the same predicament as I have been and find out how SHE copes with it!

What a bitch to threaten me with rubbing my nose in it like an animal.but I wouldn't put it past her!.the stink of my piss on that cloth she held to my nose was gross.and now she was threatening to take even more time over dinner with the others.oh my god.how long will this ghastly torment last.

The only way I could just barely cope was to relax, remain still and let my thoughts wander to more pleasant things .easier said than done!.the pain and discomfort was all consuming.and I ground my teeth as I thought of the four of them sitting around the table, laughing and chatting (probably at my expense).and enjoying all that lovely food and wine, while I was here restrained and enclosed, suffering this pain and humiliation.

The time seemed to pass sooooo slowly.would it never end.





"All right, guess it's about time for continuing the game. If we wait much longer I'm afraid she will have to give up" Master said to Christy and Pat.

"I think you are right. When I visited her she really looked like she was in extremely difficulties enduring it. I really think I have her on then very limit of her endurance. But I agree with you Mick. She really is something. I have tried a few but she is the first on capable of enduring so much. You were right when claiming that breaking her is not easy!" Christy said smiling in satisfaction.

"Thank you! I have trained her well. Sometimes it is difficult introducing her for something new and interesting for her. I really have to think carefully when finding new ways to explore her limits. It's of course quite easy to find something real cruel but I have to be careful not causing her permanent damage! Not let's us bring our glasses with us to the 'fun-room'. I'm sure Christy has something exciting in store to entertain us!" Master said laughing with the two women.

"You can count on that. I'm sure Janet will give all of us a lot of pleasure and fun during the next couple of hours. I'm not sure she will like it as much as we will but after all she is just a dirty slave who deserves to be treated like this!" Christy said laughing even more.

They all left the dining room and silent they entered the 'fun-room' watching Janet's desperately struggles to endure her ordeal. They could see how difficult it was for her keeping her legs in position due the smooth surface caused by her own piss. Every time she had to relocate her legs it sent waves of pain through her cunt lips. Her entire body was covered by sweat due to the exhausting work to keep her body as still as possible. They could hear her screams escape the hood though it only was heard as a silent whispering but they all knew she was in a terrible pain from a lot of different sources. She was breathing heavily due to the stress of her body. The small holes in the hood made it difficult to get enough air causing her to sweat even more.

Christy was now completely dressed in black leather. In order to looks even more scaring and cruel she wore a hood like the hood the old inquisitors wore during the cruel times of this period. She took position in front of Janet and with a flick of her finger she ordered Cyndi to remove her hood. Janet wasn't aware that she wasn't alone and the sudden feeling of hands on her head caused her to shake her body sending new waves of pain through her cunt and nipples.

"AAAAAoooooHHHHH, maaazke isttst ssteooopppp" she tried to scream through her hood.

They all watched the show in excitement. Pat was fondling with Master's dick while rubbing her own clit eagerly. Christy still stood in front of Janet with the broad paddle in her right hand. She was moving her hips from side to side causing the balls of pleasure inserted in her cunt to do their exciting work inside her. The balls consisted of three relatively large stainless steel balls with a smaller ball inside each large one. Just the slightest movement of her hips caused the small balls to move sending pleasure to her cunt. It was just marvellous wearing these balls during whipping sessions because it combined the mental pleasure when using the whip with a physical pleasure between her legs each time she used the whip.

Cyndi unbuckled the straps holding the hood tightly on Janet's head and finally she unzipped the broad zipper at the back of the helmet. The she pealed it of her head revealing a sweat covered head with the hair clued to it and a pair of eyes blinking in the bright light trying to see what was going on. Gradually her eyes got used to the light and she could see a human body covered in black leather with an evil looking hood and a paddle in her right hand.

"Hi Janet. Welcome back! Keep your mouth shot unless you are asked something. How disgusting you are smeared with piss and sweating like a pig waiting in the butcher's house. You certainly have a lot to learn. But don't worry. We'll have a lot of time to teach you. I'm just a little disappointed with you because your Master has told me that he has already taught you a lot about hygiene. Right now it seems like you have forgotten all about it. Pew, how you stinks! Is it because you really like being dirty like this?" Christy asked me.

"This bitch! She is even meaner than I expected! Had I not been restrained like this I surely would have hit her evil face!" Janet was thinking but she didn't dare to tell her and decided to answer the question as polite as possible.

"I'm really sorry about all this mess. I just couldn't help it all this pain made it difficult to control my bladder. The awful hood and the pain make me sweat like this. Please make the pain stop I just can't take it anymore!" I said clearly relieved that they had removed the awful hood.

"Pain? You have tried noting yet but I'll promise you that I will teach you what pain is! I guess you know that it won't be a pleasure for you if I really remove the clamps. During the inquisition they actually used it as torture. When clamped the blood disappear from the squeezed part of the body and when the clamps are removed the blood returns. Both squeezing and removing causes pain meaning it sometimes is difficult to conclude what is worst. This led me to the next part of your treatment. I have decided that 15 strokes with paddle are just perfect for your filthy ass. I think you have made an excellent choice. The broad paddle is really good and will teach you a lot concerning behave well. First I did plan to let your cunt remain clamped during the paddling but I have changed my mind. I'm afraid that all this mess caused by your lack of bladder control will make it to difficult for you to remain in position. I'm afraid that the clamps will do some permanent damage to your cunt lips if you fall and therefore I have decided to remove them. I can imagine you are looking forward getting rid of these clamps though it will cause you a considerably amount of pain. As the clamps were a part of the punishment during the paddling I have decided to reward you with some additional treatment. You see this nice little whip? I have named it 'the pussy whip' I guess you can imagine why? This triangular leather flap is just perfect for whipping the cunt. I have decided to reward you with six strokes of this whip. Aren't you happy?" Christy stopped. Without waiting for an answer she just continued.

"And don't worry my dear! I haven't forgotten my promise! When the whipping is over you will get some time for cleaning up your mess and prepare the room for the next event. I want the next event to be a surprise for you. It's always nice having something to look forward to, don't you agree my darling? Now Cyndi, will you please remove the clamps and make sure she is ready for the next step of her education?" Christy asked Cyndi.