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Subject: {ASSM} Two New Toys Part III [Mff, nc, bdsm, slave, tort, humil]
Date: Tue, 13 Jan 2004 05:10:04 -0500
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This story includes elements not appropriate for some readers,
including, but not limited to: strong language and graphic depictions
of: abduction, bondage, rape, torture, humiliation and heterosexual
and lesbian sex.  This story qualifies as pornography, and is not to
be read by minors, or anyone who feels that he/she might be offended
by the aforementioned content.  The author most definitely does not
condone the real life perpetration of acts included in this story,
unless they are done with the consent of all parties involved.

-----

Two New Toys, Part III

Author's Note: This is a work in progress.  As of the time of this
post, I have written eight chapters.  I will post immediately
everything that I have written so far, then continue to post chapters
as I write them.  Comments, and requests for missing chapters are
welcome.  Send them to: the_fissure_king@hotmail.com

-----

	While the guards were off fetching Helen and Tina's predecessor, the
Master pulled a couple of mid-sized ball gags out of the cardboard
box.

	"Seeing as we've replaced your duct tape with some more professional
bonds, I might as well give you your new gags as well.  I'm going to
be bidding farewell to Lisa, and don't want you interrupting.  Say
'Ahhhh.'"
	
	Helen hesitated only slightly before opening her mouth and allowing
the Master to shove the red foam rubber ball in.  A leather strap ran
through a hole in the ball, and he buckled this securely behind her
neck.

	"Comfortable?" he asked, and moved on to Tina.

	Tina shook her head and tried to protest.

	"If you want, we can wait until the guards come back so they can use
the stun stick.  I'd suggest you just open your mouth, though."

	Tina complied, and soon she was gagged much like her friend, lips
stretched into an "O" around the red ball.

	At that moment, the guards returned, a naked girl walking
submissively between them, head hung low.  She had short, red hair,
currently spiked, and some minimal makeup.  She was short and thin,
and looked to be in her early twenties.  She had no pubic hair (or any
hair below the neck) and a silver ring in each nipple.  Seeing these,
Tina made some muffled noises into her gag.

	"Yes, I know what you're trying to ask, Tina.  The answer is, no, she
did not have those when I first acquired her.  I gave them to her. 
Lisa, show her the other one."

	Lisa hesitated a moment, her cheeks flushing just a little bit.  Then
she reached down and spread her labia with one hand, revealing a
vertical barbell through the hood of her clit.  Tina's eyes widened in
horror.

	"I haven't decided if I'm going to give you one of those, yet, Tina. 
I'll have to get more personally acquainted with your pussy before I
can decide if it needs one.  Anyway, Lisa, stop looking at the floor. 
That's no way act towards your Master on your last night with him."

	Lisa looked up and made eye contact with the Master.  He nodded his
approval.

	"Now, Lisa.  Before I give you one last fuck, you're going to get
your last whipping.  I'll give you a choice, though.  Five to the
pussy, ten to the tits, or twenty on the ass?... Come, come, no
hesitating; you know the rules... you choose, or you get all three."

	Lisa swallowed hard and mumbled, "Ass."

	"A smart choice.  Guard, hand me the strap.  Lisa, you know the
position.  Face with your ass towards our new guests so they can see
everything."

	Lisa turned around with her back to Tina and Helen, placed her feet
shoulder width apart, then bent all the way down, palms flat on the
ground, just in front of her feet.  One of the guards got a thick,
leather strap out of the cardboard box and handed it to the Master.

	Without any further words, the Master began slapping the strap
against Lisa's ass cheeks as hard as he could, making an impressive
smacking sound.  Lisa whimpered and flinched with each blow, but
counted them out without having to be asked to.  Within the first few
blows, her ass was already starting to turn a remarkable shade of red.

	"17... 18... 19... 20"

	Helen and Tina could see Lisa's face, inverted between her legs.  By
the time the whipping was over, a few tears were running out the
corners of her eyes and down her temples.  When the Master tossed the
strap back into the box, Lisa was biting her lower lip and whimpering.
 Her ass was bright red, almost glowing.

	The Master walked over to the box and got out a tube of lubricant. 
He started to open it, but stopped, instead choosing to throw it on
the floor in front of Lisa.

	"You apply it yourself, actually.  Make sure you get it everywhere,
inside and out."

	Her facing flushing red to match her ass, Lisa picked up the tube
with one hand while supporting herself with the other, she flipped the
cap open then put it down on the floor again, trying to figure out how
to manage this without standing up or falling over.  Eventually, she
put one hand, palm up, in front of the tube, then walked the other
hand over to press on it, squirting a great deal of lubricant onto her
palm.

	She reached up, then realised that she probably should have tried to
get the lubricant on her fingers, not her palm.  Awkwardly, she rubbed
her palm against her pussy, lubricant squirting out between her
fingers.  She then rubbed her fingers through the excess, and slipped
them into the opening of her vagina.

	Tina and Helen were as red as Lisa was, as they watched the poor girl
fingering herself for their benefit.  When she was finished, she put
her hand back down on the floor.

	The master moved in behind her, and unzipped his pants.  He pulled
out his cock, neither particularly large, nor particularly small. 
Without any further ceremony, he thrust his hips forward, and sank
into her, up to the hilt.  She grunted a little bit.

	"See?  She takes it without complaint.  I told you that being raped
would get pretty routine.  Of course, there will be some aspects of
your ordeal that you'll never get used to.  I'll see to that.  But
you'll come to consider yourself lucky when all I'm doing is fucking
you, right Lisa?"

	Lisa didn't respond, just squeezed her eyes shut and silently allowed
him to fuck her.

	"Oh, stop it," said the Master, slipping his hand between her legs to
rub her clit as he slid in and out of her, "I won't have any of this
indifference from you.  You're going to enjoy our last fuck, whether
you want to or not."

	Lisa seemed to be trying to remain composed, but the Master's expert
fingers were manipulating her most sensitive parts, those whose
sensations go straight to the most animalistic centers of the brain. 
She couldn't ignore the stimulation for long, and was soon gasping. 
Eventually, she even began to move with him, subconsciously, against
her will.

	After a few minutes, Lisa let out a particularly high-pitched gasp
and shuddered a bit.  The Master pulled out of her and gave her a
little shove on the ass with her hands.  In the precarious position
she was in, and having just had an orgasm, she was unable to keep her
balance, and sprawled forward on the floor, limbs akimbo.

	"There.  You've had yours, now get up on your knees and finish me
off."

	Without saying a word, Lisa got up on her knees and took the Master's
cock into her mouth, sliding forward until her lower lip was touching
his balls, and he was buried deep in her throat.  She slowly slid
back, until just the tip was in her mouth, then forward again, and
back again, moving in slow, even rhythm.

	"Look at that," said the Master, looking back over his shoulder at
Tina, who had a stunned expression on her face, "she sucks cock like a
pro!  You'd never guess that she was a virgin like you when I first
got her.  Didn't have a clue what to do with a penis.  Amazing how
quickly one can learn when the penalty for failure is extreme enough."

	The Master had intended to continue his speech a bit longer, but was
starting to breathe too heavily to speak easily, as Lisa's soft, warm
mouth did its job.  Sensing that he was starting to get close, she
picked up the pace, tickling the bottom of his shaft with the tip of
her tongue as she moved.  Pretty soon after, the Master let loose with
a groan, shooting his load into her mouth.  She swallowed, without
having to be told, and licked him clean.

	"Well," said the Master, zipping his pants back up, "you girls have a
big day ahead of you tomorrow, so I should let you get some sleep.  We
just have one thing left to do before I go.  I'll let Lisa do the
honours.  You remember our special formula, right, Lisa?  There's a
couple of jars of it in that box.  You can apply it, while I explain
to them what it is.  I'm sure you remember your initiation, so you
know what to do."

	Lisa walked over to the box, and pulled out a couple of glass jars
full of white cream.  Unscrewing the lid of one, she walked over to
them.  She hesitated, then decided to start with Helen.  Dipping her
fingers into the cream, she began to apply it to Helen's cheeks and
upper lip.

	"This is another special substance I managed to get my hands on due
to some connections and a lot of money.  It was developed by cosmetics
companies, although not for use on humans.  See, the researchers
generally apply experimental cosmetics to the bodies of various lab
animals to test the effects and make sure they're safe, right?  But
they have to shave the animals' fur, which gets to be a pain in the
ass.  So they developed this stuff."

	By now, Lisa had finished Helen's face, carefully avoiding her
eyebrows and was smearing it on her body, making sure it got
everywhere, but paying special attention to her forearms and armpits.

	"What it does is it penetrates the pores and kills the cells at the
root of the hairs.  The effect is basically that any area that its
applied to quickly loses its hair, which will never grow back."

	Lisa was finished Helen's upper body and was smearing the cream on
her legs.  Finishing her legs, the last place to cover was her shaven
pussy.  Lisa had been putting it off as long as possible, but knew
that the Master would be angry if she hesitated any longer.  Mumbling
quiet apologies to Helen, she smeared it all over Helen's mons and
between her ass cheeks.

	"Hey, be happy, Helen.  You'll have a beautiful, smooth, hairless
body.  You'll never have to shave your legs, or wax your pussy ever
again.  I suspect Tina's not going to like losing her pubic hair,
though."

	Indeed, Tina began to struggle in her bonds as Lisa approached her
with the second jar of cream.  She shook her head desperately, and
moaned into her gag.

	"I'm so, so sorry," whispered Lisa, a tear running down her cheek,
"I'll make this as quick as possible."

	Lisa quickly smeared white cream all over Tina's struggling body.  At
the Master's request, she rubbed a big handful of it into Tina's pubic
hair, to ensure that the cream would penetrate the hair and get down
to the skin.

	"Good.  We're done here.  I'm going to bed.  Guards, detach the
girls' hands from the ceiling and chain them down to the floor so they
can sleep lying down tonight.  Girls, the cream will probably start to
itch a bit as it kills your hair follicles.  An unavoidable side
effect, I'm afraid.  Try to get some sleep anyway.  We'll wash the
cream off in the morning, after it has done its job.  Lisa, any final
words for the girls before I turn you over to the guards so they can
have their fun with you?"

	"It's even worse than you think," said Lisa, tears running down her
cheeks, "If you have any chance to get away, no matter how slim, go
for it, please!"

	"Touching advice, Lisa, but I know what I'm doing.  They aren't going
to have any chance.  None at all.  Good night, girls."

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