Warm Memories

Lisa sat on her throne at the far end of the training room drinking in the sight before her. By the clock on the wall she had been watching for half an hour but to Mistress Lisa, such was her enjoyment, it felt like only a few moments. She held her finger over one of the buttons on the arm of her throne. It was the gentle rattle of chain and the look of terror that gave Lisa a burst of excitement. She took her finger away from the button and smiled.

"Is my little slave's cock and balls hurting" she said with a grin. Little eight year old Tim could just nod.

"And your nipples?" She asked as she tapped more cigar ash in to her seven year old daughters waiting mouth. Megan was kneeling beside her owner's throne serving as a human ashtray, a well trained one too. Tim nodded again.

"Go wash you mouth" she ordered Megan and reinforced it with a slap around the face. Megan rushed to the sink and quickly washed her mouth and returned to her Mistress's side kneeling with her head bowed. Lisa slapped the young child again. "Don't take so long next time" She snapped.

"Sorry Mistress" Megan said in a whisper.

Lisa leaned back in her chair and took a long puff on her cigar. Without warning she pressed the button. The muffled scream that followed nearly made her cum. She kept her finger on the button for a few more seconds then let go. She hit it again, and again. She could see Megan shutting her eyes tight desperately trying to block out the screams of her brother; she knew better than to remove her hands from behind her back with out her Mistress's permission. Lisa set the control to 'constant'.

Lisa got up and walked across the room. She stopped in front of her little son. The child was suspended three feet from the ground by a hoist. The child sized suspension cuffs were designed to allow for long term suspension without damaging the slave's wrists; but Lisa didn't intend Tim to stay hung up for that long, not this time anyway.

The Childs legs were spread far apart and held tight so that he could not move them at all, the young Childs body formed a prefect inverted Y. In his mouth little Tim wore a ball gag, in his ass was a mettle butt plug attached to a power unit. The same unit electrified the tiny mettle cuff clamped around his prepubescent cock and what balls he had. On his nipples were special clamps also attached to the power unit.

Lisa looked her child directly in the eyes " Only another half an hour to go my little one" she said to the boy who was now gently sobbing, his body shacking in time with the bolts of electricity shooting into his young body. "Then we start your homework for the exam, which you had better pass or you are going to lose something" Lisa said grabbing the child's tiny cock between her thumb and for finger. She brought her cigar, which had by now burned down half way, down towards Tim's cock. The boy pulled with all his strength in a vain attempt to avoid it. The burning tip shone brightly in the dim room. "If you fail, before you are castrated and this little thing is removed, I am going to use it to stub one of these out" Lisa said and then bust out laughing, not the laugh of someone who was joking but a laugh that said 'I am so looking forward to that!'

"Do you know how much embarrassment you caused me?" She asked, without waiting for a reply she slapped the boy hard around the face. Tim was concentrated so hard on trying to block out the pain in his arms and anticipate when the biting pain would shoot in to his ass, nipples and cock that he had hardly noticed the slap, luckily for him his Mistress didn't wait for an answer before striking the little boy again.

"A slave of mine failing oral and anal sex and basic toilet service" she said slapping her bound and tormented eight year old son. She spat in his face and with one final hard slap she turned and walked for the door motioning for Megan to follow as she went.

"When I said you had half an hour left I lied; you have two hours left. Maybe you will learn to study harder" she closed the door. The video camera would record little Tim's suffering for her to watch later and maybe she would sell the tape. She knew a number of buyers that would be interested in such a spectacle. But now she was going to relax and have some fun with Megan, today's schedule was going to be hard, most of all on Tim.

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Little Megan stood in her Mistress's bedroom with her hands on top of her head and her eyes shut. She was wishing very hard that her mother would be so turned on by torturing Tim that she would want to be licked, something that could last for two hours or more, but really she knew that Lisa had something else in mind. "Wait here and don't move an inch" Lisa had said before Megan heard her mother's heels click away.

Megan didn't think she was in for a punishment; after all she had been good. But the thought that she might have done something to displease her owner filled her with a cold dread. Her heart was beating fast; every sound she heard became in her mind the swish of a cane.

The last time Megan had been punished was two months ago, she had knocked a glass of milk over in the kitchen, a glass of milk ordered by her mother no less. She had tried to clean it up but Lisa had heard the glass smash. All Megan could remember after that was being dragged by her hair to the training room and thrown over the whipping horse. She had tried to lift herself off and run, very uncharacteristic for the good little slave, but Lisa had been too quick with the cuffs; a skill she had learned dealing out so many punishments to Tim.

Lisa pulled Megan's head right back with her hair and give her the same speech she always did before a punishment beating. It was the gentle almost loving why she spoke that frighten Megan the most.

"When I hurt you for fun it is for my pleasure, after all that is all you are here for. I go gentle and slow so you can go on longer without passing out and so you are not damaged, I want to keep my toys in good condition. When I punish I only want to hurt you, hurt you until you can't take anymore. It's the only way you learn." Lisa said in a soft whisper then disappeared behind Megan.

The first swish of the cane caused Megan to jump off the bench; it was only the fact that her ankles and wrists were cuffed that kept her from falling on to the hard stone floor. The blow hadn't even struck the child but already her heart was pounding so hard it felt as if her head would explode.

Again the swish of the cane this time it thudded into the leather of the bench. Again the swish; the force of the blow took the child by surprise. She tried to scream in pain but the unimaginable sting of the three foot long rattan cane as it bit in to the child's soft flesh muted any sound. It was only on the third strike that little Megan let out any sign of pain. Her body convulsed and the screech that erupted from her mouth almost penetrated the sound proofing of the room. Again another blow came and then another. Lisa didn't wait to drink in the pain and torment she was inflicting instead she carried on raining down on her little daughters behind. Megan's screams became one constant desperate howl as her mother showed no signs of stopping.

After 20 very hard and merciless strokes of the cane Lisa stopped. Megan's cries had melted in to a low sobbing. Lisa grabbed the child's hair and pulled her hard right back.

"Have you learned anything my little one?" Lisa said in the same soft tone she had used before she reduced her little seven year olds ass to a swollen bloody mass.

"Yes Mistress" Megan replied in a terrified sob.

It had taken a month for her ass to fully heal. A month during which she was ordered to sit on the floor, not kneel as she had been trained to but sit on the floor, so she would remember not to be a stupid clumsy little cunt. And she had, at least she hoped she had.

The sound of her owner's heels clicking towards her made Megan so frightened she nearly pissed on the floor. Fortunately she managed to stop herself.

"Open your eyes my little one" Lisa said. Before Megan on the floors was a brown paper package about two feet by three feet.

"A new toy for my little toy" Mistress Lisa said with a smile.