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Subject: {ASSM} The Castle  Chap.3.
Date: Mon, 26 May 2003 17:10:05 -0400
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Chap. 3





Renee's Performance





The next morning a guard entered the cell, kicked the bed and ordered Renee
to get up. Bewildered, she opened puffy eyes and stared at a small light
bulb hanging from the ceiling. Still groggy from the deep sleep she had just
come out of, she sat up yawning looking around her at the bare walls, sink,
and toilet. When she saw the guard she was startled back to the brutal
present. Her first gesture was to cover her upper body with the sheet that
had slid down when she sat up. Next she became aware of her aching body. She
could still feel the burns under her arms, the lacerations across her
breasts and the brand on her buttock. Renee started shaking as all the
previous days horrible experiences came surging back. Her mind was still
foggy but the harsh reality of her hopeless situation was gradually sinking
in.

It was at this point that the guard stood over her and said," You get you're
ass up now or I'll drag you out of bed."

Reluctantly she rose standing naked on wobbly legs, before realizing that
she was chained to the bed. Now what, she thought to herself.

"Well are you just going to stand there. Go have a leak and wash up. I'm
taking you to breakfast."

Recognizing the guy who had raped her first the night before, she told him,"
Please Henry I can't with you staring at me."

"Alright I'll wait outside. Call me when you're ready."

She relieved herself and washed her body looking at the ugly burns and still
visible striations on her breasts remembering the humiliation and the pain.
She was very particular about cleaning the sensitive area around the nipple
and ring with antibiotic soap.

" I'm ready," she shouted beginning to feel very hungry.

He came in, unclipped the chain from her collar, attached the leash and led
her down a corridor into a large comfortable room. At the far end, a table
was set in the nook created by a large bay window opening up on a sunny
garden leading down to a large expanse of water in the distance.

The guard told her to sit while he fastened the leash to a chain clipped to
a bolt on the floor. Sara, bare breasted, dressed in another pretty colored
short sarong, came in with a welcomed cup of coffee. She smiled looking
discreetly at Rene who whispered," Thank you."

A shuffle of feet at the door made her turn her head and she saw Madama
coming towards her leading Megan by a leash . Abruptly she stood up waiting.
Madama stopped allowing the mother and daughter to look at each other
without speaking a word. Then she dropped the leash and said," Ok."

Immediately the two were in each other's arms.

"Are you ok Megan?"

"Yes mom, not bad."

"I'm glad."

"How are your wounds mom?"

"They hardly hurt now baby."

Then Renee examined the nipple rings in Megan's breasts.

" Did you apply the antibiotic soap Megan?"

"Yes I did."

"Every thing looks fine now."

Trying to comfort Megan, she maintained that she would try to make sure no
further harm would come to her wondering if really she could make such a
promise.

Madama picked up the leash, tied it to the ring and said," Eat a good
breakfast, after we talk."

Paula, also dressed in a lovely short sarong brought Megan some coffee.
After which the two slaves brought a complete breakfast, eaten with appetite
by the women. During breakfast they talked little, happy only to be together
again and thankful to be alive. Renee kept reminding her not to loose hope
of being rescued. Nonetheless they did a lot of thinking while looking out
at the marvelous scenery outside the window. Megan saw her mother in a
different light now. Instead of an invincible almighty figure as she used to
think, she saw a very human person, vulnerable, weak but with a great deal
of courage and compassion. The passionate almost nymphomaniac side of her
she had no clue even existed. It disturbed her that her mother could behave
in such a brazen manner. She was too young to understand that lying dormant
in many people, including her mother, was a wild hungry primitive side that
responded to rough sexual treatment. Having repressed her stronger sexual
desires most her life in part due to the taboos of her cultural upbringing
and in fear of moral censorship since she was a professional, Renee had held
back her eroticism except in the last few months before her husband fell
ill. Having dabbled in mild bondage had kindled masochistic tendencies that
were partially released during the long submission sessions the previous
night. Also, she had had no sex for a long time now except for the
occasional orgasm brought about by masturbation. Lastly, Renee realized with
a little panic that she was getting older and this caused a craving for
adventure before it was too late.

Having finished breakfast, they looked around at a tastefully decorated
spacious room with quality reclining chairs and antique tables. In one area
there was a piano with music books , a guitar and a drum; a television with
a VCR and tapes occupied another corner; a desk with a computer next to a
library was seen on one wall; and canvases, paints and brushes in another
corner.

The mistress sat at the head of the table facing the window affirming that
this would be part of their normal life now. They would eat their meals
together at this table and enjoy the view and be well looked after of. After
breakfast they would be taken to a small gym for an hour workout to keep
their hard bodies in shape. Then a bath, a massage, and generally they would
be pampered like queens. This would all be theirs to enjoy as long as Renee
was a good performer at night. "Those two whores over there are called Sara
and Paula. They will take care of you. Under no circumstances are you to
speak to or touch these low class creatures, lower than the dogs around here
..If you break any rule there will be severe consequences."

As the Mistress reminded Renee of their ordeal the night before, Megan just
starred and her eyes filled with tears. She wailed she was sorry and
Mistress Kim slammed a crop across the top of the table. "No whimpering",
she yelled. Megan choked down a sob

Renee stared straight at Madama stating in a sharp voice. "I don't know what
you mean when you say a good performer but if you expect me to carry out
your filthy acts for you like I did with the guards, I want your promise no
harm will come to Megan".

Mistress smiled and in a little playful tone asserted, "If you follow
directions, no harm will come to your kitten".

"Can we have another half hour please mistress?"
The half an hour was gone way too soon when two guards came for the women.
They were lead down a hall and through a large opening to the exercise room
with the usual machines. After exercising for an hour, they were taken to a
spa area. In the center of the room, a large whirl pool bath was swirling
with bubbles and there were massage tables set up next to each other at one
end of the pool. The guards locked the loose ends of the chain leash to a
hook in the floor between the massage table and the pool. Renee looked at
Megan and with one shrug of her shoulders climbed in and Megan did the same.
Both women were sinking into the tub with "ohhh's and aahhhh's." What a
soothing relief Renee felt. It was marvelous.
The two attendants were quietly sitting on a bench against the wall. Renee
looked over at them after a while and then winked at Megan. "Hey", she said,
"let's go be queen for a day".

They got out of the pool and laid on the massage table, face down with their
heads pointing toward each other. Sara and Paula jumped up picked up oil
bottles and doused the two women with a liberal application and started
rubbing and stroking every muscle and limb from one end of their bodies to
the other. Starting at the head, Sara lightly smoothed her fingertips over
the forehead and down the cheeks, ending up at the jaw line. After repeating
this several times she then continued stroking down the jaw towards the ear.
She placed her thumbs together over the base of the skull, extending the
fingers until they were touching just behind the ears moving her fingers in
a circular manner. Running her thumbs down the neck, from the base of the
skull to the back of the shoulders she gently rubbed in a circular motion
over the sides of the neck. Renee felt the stress ebbing away, breathed a
sigh of pleasure, closed her eyes, and relaxed under her expert touch.

Her hands moved rhythmically over the back, lulling Renee into a dream like
state, the tips of her fingers occasionally brushing the sides of the
breasts, her warm breath on her neck as she leant over. Her hands moved
lower and lower down the back, her fingers brushing lightly over Renee's
butt as they wandered around sliding a little under the hips. Renee began to
get excited and breathed more heavily, but Sara appeared not to notice. Sara
massaged the legs, always stopping just short of her pussy, her hands
caressing the butt cheeks, the tips of her fingers nearly grazing the pussy
lips. Renee looked up when she heard a little moan coming from Megan and saw
that she was getting the same treatment from Paula.

They were asked to turn over. Loosing all shame they lay on their backs
totally exposing themselves to the sight and touch of the two luscious
experts who deftly stroked shoulders, breasts, arms and tummies. Sara
lingered many long sublime moments caressing the lower belly and mons pubis
with an occasional flirtation with the vulva. Renee acknowledged her
enjoyment by spreading her legs a little at a time while squeezing Sara's
other hand rhythmically. By this time she was really aroused and wondered if
Sara noticed how wet her labia were.

The guards interrupted the session by removing the leashes from the rings to
pull the woman back to the common room where lunch awaited.

After lunch the leashes were removed replaced by hobbles with short chains
attached to the ankle restraints. From then on they were allowed free rein
to do whatever they wished. Renee immediately went to the piano, selected
some music and began to play. Meanwhile Megan was at the computer teaching
herself advanced skills from one of the numerous books.

In the middle of the afternoon they were allowed out on the deck outside the
common room Again the hobbles were removed and replaced by a long light
chain. They were never permitted complete freedom of movement in order to
emphasize their slave status.

Later they returned to the gym for another short half-hour followed by a
session in a stand up tanning room.

After dinner Mistress Madama told Renee she'd better get some rest because
her performance in two hours was going to be difficult The guards took the
women into their respective cells and chained the leash on the collars to a
bolt mounted in the headboard of the bed.
Renee lay on her bed staring at the bare ceiling wondering what was in store
for her tonight. Megan rested on her bed, toying with the new rings in her
nipples, wondering if her mom could really keep her safe. Megan knew all
this was changing her mom. She could tell the subtle difference at the
breakfast meeting and during the day. She was strong but Megan knew her mom
has been pushed to some point she could not comprehend.

Renee was still resting when Madama walked in accompanied by Sara carrying a
bundle of clothing.

"Put these on. Now."

She was handed panties and bra, a white sheer blouse with the two top
buttons left open revealing a magnificent cleavage, a tight mini red skirt
barely coming below her butt and a pair of 5inch spike open toed red shoes.
She was told to sit on the bed while Sara applied the heavy makeup.

Walking behind the Mistress while on her way to an unknown destination, she
imagined she looked like a perfect hooker. She shivered when they went by an
open door leading to what she recognized as the torture chamber. After going
down another long corridor they arrived at the bottom of narrow stairs.

Before going up Madama warned her." Listen slut you follow orders or I'll
make you and your princess pay. Understand."

"Yes Mistress."

Madama, pulling the leach, led the way up the stairs to what was to become a
familiar routine for Renee. Arriving at the top, she found herself behind a
curtain on a low stage that formerly served for musicians and other
entertainers. All around she saw all kinds of bondage furniture and other
odds and ends.

"Follow me," ordered the mistress as she parted the curtain with a flourish
pulling Renee behind her onto a runway leading out from the stage into a
large room that once was a ballroom. Renee blinked when the bright stage
lights blinded her momentarily. Madama led her to the front of the runway
before attaching the leash to a chain coming down from the ceiling.

"Welcome to the show gentlemen," she proclaimed." Tonight for our pleasure
we have a new performer. Put your hands together and welcome the beautiful,
the dazzling Renee."

About twenty men of varying ages were seated around the runway.

Renee stood immobile, not knowing what to do next.

"As you can see gentlemen, Renee is not too bright. To help her perform
adequately I will ask the attendant to wheel out the monitor. Will you
kindly place it here to one side and turn it on. The minute it came on Renee
saw Megan on the screen dressed exactly like her and with the collar
attached to an overhead chain. Beside her was a guard flexing a small cane.

"On the screen is another more experienced smarter woman who will perform
certain movements. This dummy will imitate what the other one does."

Turning to Renee she whispered," Is that clear?"

Renee saw Megan receive a hard swat on the behind with the cane and then
slowly remove the blouse and throw it in front of her. The message was clear
so Renee did the same. A blow to Megan's back and down came the skirt, which
she picked up with the toe of her shoe and tossed it ahead. Renee hurried to
imitate the action. Now wearing only the bra and panties, Megan began a slow
bawdy dance. When Renee did the same the men started cheering her on. It was
difficult to dance with the high heels and collar but the two managed. While
she was dancing Megan removed the bra and then the panties. Renee followed
suit. Finally the shoes were kicked off and the dance continued. When Megan
started to fondle herself, Renee hesitated long enough to see Megan receive
two good blows across her ass. Madama must be communicating with the guard
from backstage. To the delight of the audience, Renee immediately touched
her breasts and the rest of her body down to her genitalia. When the show
was over the twenty or so men were impressed with the firm muscular tanned
woman's performance and they showed it by throwing money on the stage. Renee
saw Megan smile and bow and grudgingly she did likewise.

"Thank you very much," jabbered Madama. " And now comes an act that will
turn you on. I'm sure you won't forget it. Bring out the Erotima," she
shouted to an attendant.

He rolled out a low platform on which was mounted a black colored padded
half barrel. On each side unbuckled straps were fixed. From an array of
black dildos mounted on rectangular plastic bases. Madama selected a six
inch one and snapped it to over an opening at the top of the half barrel
near the front. She was handed a box with three control buttons.

"This guys is a magical piece of equipment. Watch."

She turned one knob and the dildo and pad started vibrating. Turning another
one caused the dildo to gyrate in small circles

"The last one is a secret between me and whoever is sitting on it, ah ah.
May I have two volunteers please."

Right away two big men climbed on stage.

"After I lubricate the dildo with K-Y jelly, I will loosen the collar around
her neck and you will hold and bring her here."

" All the time Renee was thinking that she had heard of this machine,
sometimes called a Sybian, designed to extract an orgasm from even the most
frigid women. She realized that she had no choice but to have that damn
dildo inserted in her while she sat on it. Any attempt to fight these two
men would be futile and moreover she feared the punishment that either her
or Megan might incur if she resisted.

"Bring her here."

Renee offered token resistance. Madama got a kick watching the theatrics

"Now push her down so she straddles the thing and I will push the cock up
her cunt. Now buckle those straps around her legs back of her knees so she
can't get off."

When everything was done Renee was strapped astride the half barrel her
knees resting on foam pads with a six-inch phallus up her vagina and the
chain clipped to her collar pulled taunt. She vowed to herself that she
would beat this machine. Unknown to her was the fact that Megan had been
tied and gagged on the stage behind her so she could watch everything.

" Are you comfy dear? Let the show begin," shouted Madama and with that she
turned on the vibrator at a low speed.

The vibrations she was experiencing along with a strange warmth coming from
the dildo were not unpleasant but were not going to excite her much. Soon,
however, the dildo started a slow rotation massaging the G-spot. Then the
vibrations started to come faster and faster exciting her clit, producing a
slight tickle. A flush came to her cheeks as the machine, despite her best
efforts, was slowly but inevitably arousing her .

In time, Madama turned the last knob and Renee's eyes flew open. What was
that, a short small zap coming from the dildo inside her vagina? As the zaps
got stronger and more frequent they tented to stimulate a highly erogenous
spot unfamiliar to her at the very end of the vagina on the cervix causing
exquisite sensations. She realized that the electric currents produced at
this rate and volume were fooling her nervous system into believing she was
being fucked. When the nervous system transmitted the message to the brain
it would ultimately trigger an orgasm. Sooner than she could imagine she was
floating on a cloud in what seemed like an out-of-body experience. Renee
could not believe that she was giving in to a delicious erotic sensation.
Her body was betraying her mind and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Look at that gentlemen," Madama exclaimed while pointing at the saddle near
the base of the dildo They came closer to see a thick white fluid seeping
from the vulva coating the dildo and oozing down the black padded material
like a milky river.

" That my boys is the elixir of passion."

As the sweet torture progressed Renee had shut her eyes to just let the
machine love her, too far into nirvana to care what people saw or thought.
She came quickly and intensely shuddering violently but without a word.

Madama kept the controls low and Renee sat in ecstasy soaking up the
pleasure permeating her genitalia. The machine stopped bringing Renee back
to reality.

"That was act one. Is everyone enjoying the show so far?

The men applauded loudly accompanied by loud whistling. Many already had a
prominent bulge in their pants.

"How about you dearie. Don't be shy, we all saw your dramatic performance.
Tell the guys how much of a slut you are."

Renee could only hang her head in shame now that her wanton behavior was
ended.

" Never mind slut, your acts speak much louder than your words. Now on to
act two."

She turned on the three controls again slowly at first but with increasing
strength.

As the vibrating, twisting and zapping began slowly, they all watched her
body respond to the stimulation. Immediately her nipples became taut, then
her stomach muscles tightened followed by her buttock muscles. Her head was
pulled back by unseen hands and her mouth opened and closed like a fish. It
felt soothingly good immediately, darn good. When the machine was turned up
she started squirming and an involuntary moan came out. Soon without warning
she had another gut wrenching climax followed by a short delightful rest
period.

The machine was started again and it drummed on continuously. Now Renee was
constantly squirming, her eyes would stare out and close, her breathing was
shallow and rapid, her head tossed about. She stroked her tits pulling on
the engorged nipples then moved one hand to her ass crease rubbing up and
down pushing the index right up her rectum.

During her next orgasm she twisted and writhed on the machine and uttered
abnormal noises, strange even to her. Then a series of orgasms took over and
by the time she had completed at least five, she also was in a state of
continual orgasmic contractions. Her body was soaked with perspiration,
which was pouring down her neck and back, and running down the cleavage of
her breasts to her heaving tummy. It felt like nothing she had ever
experienced before, not only in how many times she came but also in the
depth of the extraordinary intense orgasms. She felt she had to urinate, a
misleading feeling that she safely ignored. However the spasms of the pelvic
muscles were causing vaginal contractions with the result that little spurts
of ejaculates were coming out soaking the entire lower part of her body and
the saddle to run out on the platform forming a small puddle.

They watched, fascinated, for almost thirty minutes as she reached one
orgasm after another, eventually reaching a state where the end of one
climax merged with the start of the next. By this time, she was shaking
uncontrollably, and her breathing was in shallow, staccato bursts. Without
her noticing, Madama had asked that the overhead chain be loosened to permit
Renee more rein to thrash about. When the machine finally stopped she
collapsed falling face forward to hug the machine. Hunched over shivering
and convulsing in ecstasy, she was utterly exhausted having given both her
body and her mind over to the machine. It took a long time before she
regained a degree of composure.

" When I start again how long will she last? Place your bets."

They had fun guessing and placing small wagers. The times varied between ten
minutes and an hour. When they were through she started the machine again
and Renee was immediately aroused. This time Madama started so slowly with
the vibrator first that Renee could hardly feel it. Like a symphony
conductor bringing in different musical instruments the sadist alternated
between the vibrator, the gyrator and the electro-stimulator. Renee started
fidgeting again as she caressed her body. Higher and higher went the intense
tingle, more and more the three stimulator dials were played together
bringing Renee to a frenzied explosion of exquisite sensations. Shuddering
uncontrollably she cried out with unabashed abandon as she convulsed into a
string of spasms spewing forth a fountain of feminine ejaculation that
flooded the whole area around her even splattering the men close by. From
then on, she kept coming explosively every few minutes and at times one
orgasm leading to the next until her mind and body were totally drained.
Then she collapsed into senselessness.

"The guy who picked the time nearest 39 wins," announced Madama. "She has
been on the fuck machine one hour and nine minutes. During that time she had
probably had over fifty orgasms. You have just witnessed one of the hottest
sights in the world, a woman being fucked unconscious by a machine."

She looked down and noticing some men with their hands in their pants, she
said, " If some of you have not already cum you are free to step up and spew
your jizz on her while she's lying there waiting for you."

The less uninhibited ones stepped up jerked off and showered the defenseless
woman with sperm before she realized what was happening. Slowly she regained
her senses and suddenly she recoiled when she saw and felt the hot cum all
over her head, back and shoulders. Immediately Madama ordered the chain
tightened stretching Renee upright. Now the men could ejaculate in her face
and on her tits. A big man approaches. His first full burst hits her upper
lip and then he spurts again, up her nose as he comes to orgasm jacking off
in her face. In several surges he ejects his fresh cum all over her lips and
chin and more drips down onto her chest. Finally he relaxes and just kind of
shakes his cock in her direction. She watched in a stupor as man after man
drenched her with cum. The hot sticky sperm splashed on her face in her eyes
and in her hair. Renee closed her eyes. Her face was dripping with hot cum a
nd she wiped up as much as she could with her hand. Again she felt the
warmth of some juicy fluid, this time on her back as one of the guys
masturbating over her shot his bolt. She could feel his juice trickling down
her sides

Only fifteen men were able to cum on her but still she was covered with it
from head to toe. Then she was released and dragged to her horror and shame
past Megan who had seen it all. Only able to glance briefly at each other,
Megan had time to whisper how sorry she was. Renee was too exhausted and
traumatized to say anything.

The guard led her to her cell, fastened the chain to the collar and left.
The first performance had lasted about two and half- hours. She collapsed
into a deep stupor.

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