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"You only say this because you've never experienced the cane."
"Nevertheless, I was most responsible and I don't want others to suffer because of me."
"No, Mistress," Lisa shouted. "I'll take the other half. I was complicit. Don't give Julia twenty. I'll take ten. We're in this together; always sister slaves."
"This is quite the conundrum, Scott. What do you think I should do?"
"I think Lisa is less complicit than Julia, but I hate to think of Julia caned twenty times. If Lisa wants to accept half, let her."
"And let my slaves get off with nothing. That doesn't work for me, even if they were manipulated by a master manipulator. You three slaves in training. I want you to pay attention to my decision. You'll also witness the punishments that transpire. I want you to take note of the honesty of this slave and her courage in wishing to take all the punishments upon herself. I found it refreshing. Here's my decision. Two strokes of the cane to both of my own slaves, plus the Slave Trainer for 24 hours. Eight each to Lisa and Julia, half tonight, half tomorrow morning. I'll split the punishment in two for their courage. All four to be strung up for the night. Julia gets the Slave Trainer for 24 hours as well, plus serves as my slave from eight tomorrow morning until eight the following morning. Lisa only need wear a Slave Trainer tonight between the time of her first caning to her second as I consider her less complicit. Have you anything further to add, Scott?"
"Yes. Since their actions have deprived me of the services of both my slaves for the night, I will administer further punishment as well when I deem it appropriate."
"May I ask a favor of you, Lucia?" I asked.
"What favor would you ask of me, Julia?" Lucia said.
"Since Master will be bereft of a slave tonight, could I ask you to provide what comfort you can. I don't ask that you fuck him, but to be a warm naked body to sleep with would be nice."
"I can do this for you."
"Thank you, Lucia."
We ate the rest of the meal, then waited while the slaves in training cleaned up everything. Since they were going to witness the punishment, they had to be there. The rest of the slaves nervously fidgeted while we waited except for Lucia, the only one of the permanent slaves not to be punished. Lisa put her arm around me and we kissed, then leaned against one another.
"I'm sorry," I whispered. "This is all my fault."
"Master is right. Don't do it again."
"I won't."
When all was done, Mistress Dark led us all into the dungeon. First, all slaves were fitted with with an arm harness which confined our arms straight behind our backs. Then, our legs were fitted with spreader bars which kept us from closing our legs. I felt myself becoming aroused already from being confined thus. Each of us was given a ball gag. I imagined it was to keep our screams to a minimum as we were caned. Then Mistress Dark attached our arm sleeves to a rope descending from the ceiling. As she pulled on the rope, our bodies were forced forward as our arms were straight behind our backs and couldn't bend, exerting torsion on our arms and shoulders. Our buttocks were well exposed for the caning. With our legs spread, I hoped it meant Mistress would not apply the cane to our cunts, which were also well exposed, and mine was now dripping. We were in a rough circle, facing each other and able to see the effect of the caning on each other.
Mistress Dark then fitted each of us with a Slave Trainer. It looked different than Master's, the cock piece entering our pussies longer and thicker for one. I couldn't speak for the others, but she had no trouble sliding it into my cunt.
"Scott, this is a new version of Slave Trainer which can be used and charged while plugged into a permanent power supply," Mistress Dark said, plugging each of them into a floor outlet. "This way, it can run constantly without having to be recharged. We can leave it on all night without having to swap it out or recharge it."
Fuck. We were screwed. At least with the other variety, there was a break in use for one or the other. There would be no breaks for us. I was the last plugged in and turned on. Mistress Dark caressed my cheek.
"The battery lasts longer when it's used in portable mode," she continued, "about four hours, but it still recharges in roughly thirty minutes. It's a much improved device."
"I'll have to consider purchasing one for my own slaves," Master said.
Please, God, no. Don't buy one of these, Master. I could feel it, working away, bringing on an orgasm which I wouldn't be able to experience.
"There's another one very similar, but it has both vaginal and anal probes. Because it has both, it only lasts as long as the original model. I'm not using that one so you can fuck your slaves asses while they hang here. After their caning, we can remove the gags and you can use their mouth as well. This position forces their mouths down to waist level."
"Good to know," Master said.
"This position is called strappado. It was used in the times of the inquisition as torture, though it won't rise to that level for our purposes. Inquisitors would raise a person until their feet left the ground which would cause their shoulders to dislocate. We don't want that to happen. All night long, my two female slaves in training will release each of them once an hour for five minutes and rub their shoulders, then return them to this forced down position. We'll give your slaves the balance of their caning tomorrow morning before you depart for work so you may use them again before you leave."
Mistress Dark waited for awhile, allowing the Slave Trainers to raise our endorphin levels, though never to the level they'd be if we climaxed, then started the caning in the order our Slave Trainers went in. Slut first, then Rose, Lisa, and lastly myself. Mistress Dark picked out her instrument of pain from the many available to her. When the cane came down on Slut's bottom, she jumped forward, howling behind her gag. She was allowed to settle some, then down it came, with the same result. Slut had tears in her eyes.
Next came Rose, her slim body jumping as the cane dropped. Tears, muffled screams. Mistress Dark stroking her damaged flanks, then the second. I did this to them. I was responsible. She moved to Lisa, my sister slave. Crack. Dancing, as much as her position allowed. Crying, her strangled cries smothered by her gag. The second one. I'm so sorry, Lisa. The third, less of a jump, the fourth, barely a flinch. Had she passed out from the pain? No, she moved as it ended, nervously shifting her weight from one foot to the other. My turn. Mistress Dark disappeared behind me.
Burning pain, a stifled scream, dancing as the others had, leaning forward against my rope as if to escape. Mistress Dark's hand on my bum, stroking it, then lifting and the second. More pain. Leaping. I felt myself drifting into subspace. The heat, the burning; spreading, not confined to the area I'd been struck, feeling it go to my cunt, to my breasts, my nipples hardening. The third one not as bad. The fourth, an insect bite, drifting, dreaming.
Master inserting himself in my bottom, sliding into my rectum, being fucked. I orgasmed, Slave Trainer be damned, moaning, driving myself back onto his cock, my eyes closed. Fuck me. His abdomen smacking against my buttocks, little shards of pain mixing with the pleasure of his cock in my ass. I orgasmed again. Master leaving me, finding Lisa, spearing into her. Her moans of pleasure, deeper, more guttural, than her previous squeals of pain. Master's grunts as he fucked her.
Mistress Dark, rubbing some balm or ointment on Slut's rear, more squeals as the hand drifted over her bottom. Moving to Rose, doing the same. Master still fucking Lisa. Mistress Dark whispering in my ear.
"This ointment will keep your ass from scarring where the skin might have been torn by the cane. However, before it begins to relieve the pain, it stings, almost as bad as the cane itself. But in a couple minutes, it will feel better."
She spread it over my flanks, the pain sharp and fiery, particularly where the cane struck, then slowly easing, the pain breaking up, sliding away. Lisa, cumming again. Her moans as familiar as my own. Master returning to me, fucking into my ass again, thrusting hard and fast. I was cumming again, drifting, floating. I felt him release in my bottom, his cock throbbing inside me, his cream filling me. Finally, his prick shrinking, pulling out, leaving me empty, save for the Slave Trainer, dormant for now as I'd cum for my Master.
Our gags finally removed, gasping, sucking in air. Lucia kissing my cheek.
"Are you okay?" She asked.
I nodded, unable to speak. Going to Lisa, asking her the same question, receiving a quiet 'yes', barely audible to me. I still had blood rushing through my ears, the result of adrenaline, endorphins, whatever; the world muted, subdued.
Master kissing me as well, stroking my cheek, ruffling my hair, brushing a strand back behind my ear. "Please don't do anything to be punished like this again."
My head shaking, 'no', still too overwhelmed to speak. He did the same to Lisa and then he took Lucia's hand and he left.
I heard Mistress Dark giving instructions to the new girl slaves for our care. We were to be given water upon request, released to use the toilet, the rope to be eased hourly with the first time defined to start in forty minutes, by which I assumed we'd been confined for twenty already. Our shoulders to be massaged and rubbed when they eased the ropes. Then she caged the male so he couldn't pester any of us in regard for Master's feelings about men fucking us again. The girls were given more latitude, but strictly forbidden to let us cum, or they'd find themselves in the same position as she would know if we climaxed by the app on her phone. She told them they could dim the lights to allow us what rest we could, though our position made it next to impossible.
They did dim the lights and we hung in near darkness.
"Is everyone okay?" I asked. "I'm sorry."
"I'm okay," Rose said, opposite me. "Two wasn't so bad. Thank you for volunteering to take them all for us."
"It was my fault," I replied. "They were mine to have."
"We both knew better," Rose said. "It shouldn't have been so easy for you to dominate us. You didn't force us to serve you. We more or less volunteered."
"Master said I understand slave psychology," I replied. "It's because I understand myself so well and my need to serve."
"At least I no longer need concern myself with sneaking my masturbating," Slut said. "I should have know Mistress knew what I was doing. She was right. I should be punished for thinking her naive or ignorant."
"Lisa, are you okay? You haven't said anything yet."
"Just processing," she responded. "I orgasmed when Mistress Dark struck me the fourth time."
"I thought you passed out," I said. "You barely moved."
"Just cumming. It surprised me. I went into subspace so quickly once it started. I felt warm all over and boom, I was cumming."
"Me too," I said, "though it wasn't until Master started fucking me. I orgasmed, as soon as his cock slid inside, I was done."
"You're lucky you could cum," Slut said. "We won't be able to cum until these damned things come off."
"Has your Mistress used these on you before?" Lisa asked.
"No, she just got them," Rose responded. "It used to be we at least had a little break for recharging or switching out. I used to look forward to the breaks. Now, pffft. No relief."
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