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Subject: {ASSM} The Castle  Chap.5.
Date: Fri, 30 May 2003 14:10:06 -0400
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Chap.5



Bonding and Bondage



And so it went day after day, Renee had to go on that stage four or five
nights a week. At the end of many evening performances she was made to carry
out lewd sexual acts. In the beginning she hated being treated as a whore.
Later she changed her mind somewhat. The men were all gentlemen who were on
the whole skilful, careful and kind. Once in awhile one might get carried
away and become savage but the Madama was always there to prevent things
from going too far. Most of the time when the sex acts were committed she
was already highly aroused and had a strong desire to get herself off. On
many occasions the men selected took pride in getting her to climax which
she did often. So that part of the evening was not that bad.

Megan only went up on occasion. Each time it was debasing and disgusting.
For instance, if her mother was sodomized, Megan was forced to lie down with
her face below her mother's ass. As each man came in Renee's rectum, Megan,
her mouth open, slurped the semen dripping down the ass cheeks and over the
cunt

However, when she was not called up she was placed in other degrading and
perverse situations. For example, she was bound by the collar to a toilet
with her head just above and close to the seat. When the men entered to have
a leak they would notice this lovely nude girl stretched out as if she was
waiting for them. Of course as they urinated some of the piss and water
would splash on her. A few would deliberately miss the bowl. Restrained as
she was, Megan, could not turn her face away to escape the yellow showers.
Madama came in once, sat on the toilet and had a bowel movement. She moved
to sit sideways on the seat crouched over with her ass up. She had Megan
wipe off the shit. Meekly the girl had to obey but when it was over she
vomited in the toilet. Madama was a fiendish sadistic bitch.

Another time when the men got a late night snack she was secured on her
back, legs spread, to a table and finger food was placed right on her body.
A big pile of shrimp was dumped between her legs and the seafood sauce was
spread over her labia. Her tits were submerged in caviar, crackers placed
between her toes, chocolate smeared on her face and so on. After a while the
men got the idea that it would be fun to lick the food off her body. Whip
cream was sprayed on her labia and strawberries pushed between them partly
into the vagina. The men took turns slurping the cream before sucking the
strawberries from her cunt. Before she was released she was well on her way
to an orgasm with all the licky licky and nibbly nibbly going on.

Another favourite position Madama loved to placed Megan in for the men's
entertainment was to tie her to a cross. A lovely young, nude woman
crucified with her limbs stretched out never failed to impress the men. On
these occasions beautifully decorated shields were fitted behind her breast
barbells or nice teardrop charms were hung from the captive bead of her
nipple ring.

The cross she used was a good likeness to the Roman cross with a few
differences. The cross- beam was fixed on the opposite side of the upright
stake to which she was tied. This caused her body to arch out further
forward pushing the breast out more. The dominatrix thought this was a more
aesthetically pleasing sight. Secondly a narrow movable vertical board about
one foot long jutted out beneath her crotch. Lastly there were various means
to attach the feet. Two straps with adjustable buckles were fixed on each
side of the stake a little higher than at the level at which her feet would
reach. A small crossbeam that could be adjusted up or down was sometimes
used to tie the feet. Finally at this level a kind of stirrup could be
attached at the front of the stake. With the knees bent both the victims'
feet could be inserted in the stirrup to help support the body. This last
position of the legs closely resembled the traditional view of a victim on
the cross when the feet were nailed to the cross by a spike through both
feet together.

The crucifixion ceremony was always the same. The slave would be brought
into the huge dining room where the guest gathered to eat diner. She was
made to lie down with her head resting on the crossbeam. Then her arms were
bound to the heavy wooden crossbeam with ropes. She had to stand up carrying
this heavy weight. Next she was scourged lightly by Madama and forced to
carry the crossbeam of her cross many times around the table to the place
where the upright part was fixed to the floor.

A chain was attached to an eyebolt at the centre of the beam and it was
hoisted slowly up along with the slave and placed in position at the top of
the post with her sex at eye level exposed to whatever lust desires.
Sometimes Megan was allowed to hang there many minutes without support for
her feet. When this happened her arms would quickly tire and start to pain
and her breathing would be laboured. She would begin to beg and moan in her
suffering. Then her feet were bound to the stake but no matter in which
position always with a little slack so that her legs were bent at the knees.

Fastened to the cross in such a manner her body would eventually sag causing
pain and severe cramps on the arms, shoulders and chest. She would then find
it difficult to breathe and in an attempt to buy some time, she would push
herself up by her feet and stretch her legs which would enabled her to
breathe more easily, but at the same time caused unbearable pain in the
legs. The weight of the body, pulling down on the outstretched arms and
shoulders, would tend to fix the intercostal muscles in the position of
inhalation. The only way Megan could exhale was to lift with her arms and
push with his legs to hold himself up for a few seconds to allow the air to
escape from his lungs.

But there was also another devilish form of torture. Whenever her arms and
legs tired and could not raise her body she was forced down on the narrow
plank between her legs, her body weight supported on the tender flesh of her
genitalia. She would now feel the ache on her sensitive cunt and she would
summon enough energy and will power to lift herself up again. This constant
exertion would cause her to sweat abundantly. If a ball gag were inserted in
her mouth she would drool profusely, the saliva running down her body.

The guests would love to watch how a woman who is crucified copes with these
pains. Since the whole point of a crucifixion is pain, they would watch how
she handled the anguish. A good slave like Megan would let the pain
reverberate back out in a tortured form of expression, either moans, or
pleas, whimpers, groans, sweating, drooling or writhing. Her head would be
in constant motion looking over the various hurts of her body, shaking her
hair on occasion to relieve the frustration.

Even if Megan did not go on stage very often she still had her share of
suffering. But with Megan she often enjoyed it to the point where she would
get noticeably wet.

One day while they were on the massage beds she and Paula, younger and not
as wise, threw caution to the wind and started talking despite a warning by
the older women. The mistress burst in upon them.

"I know that the four of you have been talking a little once in a while.
This time I caught you two in the act. Megan, get down from that bed. Now
Paula come over here face the bed, spread your legs and bend over. Now keep
still or it will be worse."

Paula, her back to the others, rested her upper body on the bed with her
arms stretched out, her tush exposed. Madama lifted the sarong over her
round firm butt and started whipping her with a cane until her cheeks turned
a bright red and she began to sob. Stopping once in a while she poked the
buttocks lecturing," this is a lesson for all of you. There will be no
talking and no touching by Megan and Renee, understand?"

The other three could only stand and watch.

"Now get out of here," ordered the mistress."

Renee wondered why she imposed such rules. Perhaps, she thought it was to
prevent intimacy from developing between them and us. If we get to know them
friendships would grow and flourish, they would become persons not distant
robots catering to our needs. She thinks that without verbal communication
we two would live within ourselves and so would they alienated from each
other. That way the four of us could not form a group. She needs to isolate
us in order to dominate. To reach out is to get hurt so she hopes we will
hide ourselves from them. To share makes us vulnerable to attack. Subtly she
is even trying to estrange Megan from me. I think I understand her game but
I will not play it. She vowed that nothing would come between her and her
daughter.

As for the other slaves, an intimate relationship had already developed.
There was no denying that there existed a mutual attraction between her and
Sara and that Paula and Megan were like sisters. Thoughts of her lesbian
relationship in college kept coming back. Despite her growing guilt
concerning that type of relationship, she could not repress her feelings
towards Sara and she would do everything in her power not to loose that
relationship. A while back she had been able to persuade Madama to let them
eat outside on the deck when the weather allowed. This was part of her
scheme to form a support group with Sara and Paula. When they came out to
serve or pick up the dishes, there was an opportunity for quick
communication amongst them.

The summer colours outside the bay window changed to the fall palette. To go
out on the deck now they needed a coat, which was hung near the door. It
felt strange to wear something. They were so used to going around nude that
they had lost all sense of modesty. Because of the cooler temperatures Harry
would often watch them from inside the door out of hearing.

Renee found out that Sara grew up in Manaus on the Amazon River. At an early
age she lost her mother, her father she never knew. A rich man who provided
everything including a good education adopted her but at a price, he abused
her sexually commencing when she was eight. At sixteen she had fled into the
forest. Nearly dead, she was found by Indians who taught her their way of
life,. She lived with them for three years before returning to Manaus.
Subsequently she got a job on the Marco Polo, a cruise ship going back down
the river and thence to Rio. In Rio she had walked the streets as a
prostitute before becoming a stripper in a reputable club. With the money
she saved she was also able to pay the cost of night classes learning some
English. At the age of thirty she arrived as an immigrant in Canada. Working
at first as a housekeeper, she soon needed more money and went back to work
as an stripper in a downtown Toronto bar. One night she was walking back
home and wound up here.

Twenty two-year old Paula's story was shorter. Raised on a prosperous hog
farm in the Corn Belt of the US.S., she came to Toronto for medical
treatments at the age of nineteen and stayed working as an actress in the
porn industry. One night she got drunk and the next morning she woke up
here.

Madama's fixation meanwhile was growing stronger. Her need to humiliate and
destroy Renee became an obsession. The pole, the Sybian and the fucking
where alright for business but not enough to make Renee beg and grovel .She
wanted the triumph of becoming her master not only in the secret torture
chamber but in front of others. Moreover she had to be careful not to damage
the woman's magnificent body. It would be bad for business. She therefore
figured that bondage scenes associated with forced orgasms might work. The
men would pay big money if they could place Megan and Renee in bondage and
see them come. She would provide video tapes and books describing bondage
techniques and methods. If things got out of hand she would be there to stop
anything that could severely injure the victims. Also Megan's birthday was
coming up in two weeks as she kept reminding the nervous women. She had
already devised a cruel and pernicious scenario for that occasion.

Madama's behaviour was also becoming more erratic and cantankerous.

Sara explained." Apparently from what Henry told me she started gambling
again. It's an addiction with her. She takes the boat and goes to a casino
about an hour from here. She is spending more and more time there. That's
why she is gone so often and for so long."

"I see," mused Renee." Her moods change depending on whether she wins or
loses. Could be bad for us in the long run."

Not long after Paula was beaten for having talked to Megan, Renee's analysis
about the motives behind Madama's instruction was strongly reinforced. At
breakfast one morning Madama announced that Megan would be flogged to
entertain the guests that night. When she left Renee commented about
Madama's cruelty.

" That's ok mother, I don't mind I'm used to it.....Oh, oh."

"Yes, oh, oh. What do you mean Megan and don't lie to me?"

The girl remained silent a long time before blurting out," Shortly after we
got here, Madama got me up during the night, took me to the torture chamber,
tied me to the St Andrews cross and flogged me. Since then it happened four,
no five times. She says it's to practice her technique but I think she gets
her kicks doing that."

"And how about you?"

" Mother I'm not going to lie. I love it. It gives me such a high, nothing
like I ever felt before."

"And after."

"She takes me in her arms cuddles me kisses me. She is a different person so
gentle so nurturing."

"I'm glad you revealed that to me Megan. Now please listen and don't think
of it as a speech. Madama needs to split us up in order to dominate us.
That's why she doesn't want us to get friendly with Paula and Sara either.
So far her plan is not working, but if you keep secrets from me it might.
Honey, I accept your sexuality but please don't try to hide it from me. You
are doing nothing wrong. We both have deep dark sex drives, even towards
each other. I can admit that now. You have a tendency to be a submissive.
She noticed that the first night we arrived. Now she is counting on that.
She also recognizes that because I have absurdly suppressed my sexuality I
have more hang-ups than you. She knows you know that so she wants us to feel
alienated, me for condemning your behavior and you hiding it from me for
fear of being reprimanded."

Renee then proceeded to tell all the dark secrets of her life, her bondage
experiment, her lesbianism in college, her masochistic leanings and even her
incestuous desires.

"What we can't allow ourselves to do is keep secrets from each other. We are
in a very unusual, stressful situation in this castle. It is bringing out
types of behaviour that some would consider deviant and that under normal
circumstances probably might not occur. The lesson for us now is that we
must talk about your deviant desires and innermost thoughts. We are human
Megan with our good and weak side. To share makes us understand and accept
each other realizing that we are not alone. That way she won't get to us."

"Mom that was a cool analysis full of wisdom and understanding. I feel
closer to you than ever. I'm not ashamed of my love for you."

"When this is over Megan our relationship will undoubtedly be far different
than for the average mother and daughter. But I think that's enough for now,
ok?

"Ok mom."

The slaves would need all the support they could get from each other because
hard times were coming.

That night the first of many bondage scenes took place. For this first time
Madama had instructed four men, who had paid a lot of money to participate,
on the procedures and methods. Dressed in her finest dominatrix clothing,
she comes out towing Renee by a "pussy" leash, but instead of staying on the
runway she takes her down on the floor of the large ballroom where there is
more room. A rectangular frame, about three meters high had been positioned
there in advance. With her arms spread out above her head, they tie her with
a rope to one of the top bars of the frame and pull her up so she is
standing on tiptoes. Then they force her mouth open to insert a ball gag.
Next, under Madama's supervision they begin to bind her lovely breasts. This
stringent breast bondage is done slowly for everyone's enjoyment. Almost as
soon as they finish tying them the breasts begin to darken in colour.
As one man finishes tightening the rope around one of her swollen spheres
something truly remarkable happens. The rope is so tight that milk actually
begins to flow from her nipples! Unable to resist this lovely attraction he
squeezes her distended flesh and they all can actually see the milk spray in
thin streams from her nipples. The men take pleasure in fondling and tapping
the darkening breasts. At that point, while one man pulls the nipple rings
out another hangs heavy steel weights from them. Again they take turns
mauling, pulling and kissing the breasts and erect nipples adorned with the
cruel weights.

"Look at that saliva run down her tight body guys we may have a real
slobbering champion here."

Indeed Renee could feel the spit oozing from her mouth flowing down her body
moistening her pussy. That wasn't the only liquid making her pussy wet.

"Damn, there I go again getting excited despite myself. What kind of slut am
I?"

With the passage of time her lovely flesh took on a darker and darker tone
as her ordeal went on and on. Madama even permitted a light whipping of the
breast with a short crop embellished with a butterfly that left red wings
wherever she was struck
Once again Madama allows her to savour her anguish alone; leaving Renee no
idea how long this torment will continue. The highly aroused gang of
tormentors was capturing every second of her distress as she struggled to
break free of her bounds.

Following this long strenuous session all the breast bondage gear was
removed and Renee's arms are unbound.

While she was standing on shaky legs, a short rope was tied tightly about
her waist before the loose end was pulled beneath her and up the front
through her pussy lips. Then the end is passed underneath the one around the
waist. Madama explains that this is a crotch rope. Pulling on the loose end
forces the rope to cut deeper between her labia causing pain and pleasure at
the same time. A chair is placed below the metal frame and Renee is tied
securely to it with one leg free. Tying the loose end of the first rope to a
longer one they pull the cord through an overhead pulley and finally secure
this rope to her extended free foot, causing Renee to keep her foot extended
in front of her. Now every move of her leg causes the rope splitting her sex
in two to dig new furrows into her soft, sensitive flesh. The other men are
allowed to watch close-up as this cruel invader sinks ever deeper between
her pink and swollen lips!
One man grabs the crotch rope and lifts her body up off of the chair over
and over again using this cruel "leash". Another attaches a small rope to
the chain connecting the nipple rings and pulls the nipples up until the
whole breast looks like a triangle. Madama herself is impressed by the
intensity of this scene and the struggle put up by the tortured Renee.


They next scene finds Renee standing bent over in what is called the
strappado position, her wrists and elbows bound together, a crotch rope
splitting her sex before being attached to her bound wrists. Her feet are
held wide by a spreader bar and a rope runs from that spreader bar to a ring
on the leather collar locked around her neck. It is a short leash that
causes the woman to bend forward uncomfortably. Her elbow bondage is
attached to the overhead hook to make sure she doesn't fall. Next they take
tweezer nipple clips and affix them to Renee's large and inviting nipples,
making sure to pass the chain for these clips around the outside of the rope
leash which keeps her cruelly bent over.
Of course this position is ideal for a flogging and Madama obliges one of
the men to do just that with a number of her usual implements. However she
adds a thin and supple cane to the mix and they love the quick angry red
lines that pop out on Renee's flesh in response to the attention given her
with this wicked and pliant rod.
Finally Renee is bound completely naked on an inclined plane, her wrists
locked behind and over her head, her legs spread wide by a cruel spreader
bar. She looks almost as if she has been laid out for some strange pagan
sacrifice. And in a way she has... A sacrifice involving flames, wax and
pain
To add to her discomfort and humiliation a crotch rope is threaded through
her sweet, open lips and attached to the bar which holds her ankles widely
apart. Now with every jerk or movement Renee will transfer some additional
discomfort to the core of her womanhood.
And the pouring begins. The four men are given many large pillar candles
each. They are told to blow out the flames and immediately begins to pour
the hot wax all over Renee's bound and helpless body. Obvious targets, such
as her breasts, her sweet mons are not missed, but less obvious ones like
her upper thighs and armpits also receive this cruel treatment. Renee moans
and struggles as the hot wax is poured over her entire body. Many different
colours of wax are used and, as time wears on, she comes to resemble some
sort of a colourful abstract body art. In the end her body is encased in a
hard, unforgiving shell of wax.

Madama turns her around so she is lying on her stomach with only her arms
secured in front of her. Her legs and lower body are free to move.

"Now guys decorate her ass with that wax. Renee still has a lot of fight in
her. As they try to drip the wax on her buttocks she writhes and twists
kicking her legs seeking to escape the burning wax. Everybody but Renee is
laughing and having a good time. In the end they tire her out and she can
only lie and moan occasionally moving her backside in pain.
As is her practice at the end of these sessions, Madama allows some men to
ravish Renee's sexuality. This time she removes the ball gag and insets a
ring gag in the sensitive mouth of the victim. The wonderful thing about the
ring gag is, it provides a very pleasant friction when one inserts a cock
through it, and it prevents the slave from 'accidentally' biting down.

The first guy hauled his throbbing member from his pants and shoved it deep
into Renee's throat in a single thrust, causing her to grunt with surprise
and pain. Her tongue worked frantically, trying to expel the intruder. This
had the reverse effect on him, of course, simply making him harder and
allowing him to thrust deeper into her. Holding the chains from her nipple
clamps tightly in one hand, he gripped the back of her head in the other,
fucking her face hard until he exploded into her throat. Unable to swallow
all of his semen it came oozing out of her mouth in large creamy gobs.

Renee had to endure this face fucking until she nearly passed out from
exhaustion. Limp and nearly unconscious, she was made to lie down and the
last men fucked her in that position. She probably swallowed a litre of
sperm during that session.

Not one of her better days!

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