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My search for a phone has so far failed.  I think I
can stand the perversions until I find someway of
contacting my family and friends.  Hopefully a short
call will be enough to let them know I still exist and
explain that I have been found guilty by some
extra-legal counter-terrorist agency even though I am
totally innocent.  I am perceived to be a threat to
national security and I have not been allowed any
access to the outside world with the exception of my
so-called counsel.  She informed me after the fact I
had been found guilty.  Then she offered me this
position as her sex slave which I took thinking it
would be better than rotting in solitary confinement. 


My assumptions about my duties have so far been far
short of reality and I have suffered another
embarrassing and degrading day.  I am keeping this
journal as a reminder of the indignities I have
suffered.

The day started as usual.  I had to attend Mistress
Green, kneeling by her bed from an early hour, until
she awoke and needed me.  After rising I showered,
shaved and put on my uniform.  A black leather collar
never left my neck, even at night.  It was tight so I
was always reminded of its presence.  I had a top made
of black leather straps that looked and acted like a
harness.  I then very carefully put on sheer black
stockings, which attached to suspenders on the
harness.  I had become accustomed to wearing the
stockings over my shaved legs.  An uncomfortable
crotch strap then went in a 'Y' shape from the back of
the harness round my asshole and then up to hold my
cock and balls in a tight grip facing out from my body
before being clipped onto the harness at the front. 
Black high heels completed the outfit.

On previous days she me perform oral sex on her as she
woke, but today she only needed to pee.  When she woke
I crawled into her bed up to her pussy, fastened my
mouth over her cunt and drank her piss as she used me
for her toilet.  I ran her a bath and dressed her.
Today she selected a bikini and a robe because she
wanted to work on her tan.

I kneeled at her feet as she and Mistress Benny had
their breakfast, and then had a little to eat myself. 
When I had finished I had to carry an enormous bag of
things as she went out to lie by the pool.  In her
presence I must crawl, so to carry the bag it was
placed on my back.  Previous experience convinced me
the threats she made of punishment if I dropped the
bag were real.  

I managed to make my way to her sun bed by the pool,
and her only comment was that she was 'disappointed' I
had taken so long.  This expression has a special
significance, and upon hearing it I must beg to be
spanked for whatever minor behaviour she is not happy
with.  I had become accustomed to being spanked so I
found it painful and slightly humiliating but accepted
the punishment.  

It was pleasantly hot and sunny and the day started
well.  First of all Mistress Green required that I rub
suntan oil all over her body, which was very arousing.
 She had immediately taken off the robe and bikini top
but left the bottom part on.  This was the first time
I had properly touched her body with my hands and it
was quite thrilling.  I kept hoping that my duties as
a sex slave would allow me more intimate contact, and
this seemed like a step in the right direction.  

When it came to massaging the oil into her breasts I
was very aroused, and I don't think I was very subtle
as I my hands worked over her tits.  She didn't
complain though, and seeing my cock was becoming erect
told me
	"You don't want to get sunburned Dick!" and proceeded
to rub oil into my cock, pulling it and massaging it
with oily hands.  This was only a tease and she told
me I could sit in the shade.  

The bag contained many things.  As well as lotions and
oils, there was a huge icebox with lots of cooling
drinks and juices.  These I served to Mistress Green
on request.  I was sorely tempted to drink something
myself, but I knew that if I needed to pee I would
have to grovel very humbly, and then when she agreed
Mistress Benny would beat me on the buttocks as I
pissed in front of her.

Late in the morning Mistress Green required me to
perform a truly disgusting act.  She needed to piss,
and sat on the edge of the sun bed with her legs
apart, one hand holding the bikini aside as I pressed
my face against her pussy to drink her urine.  After
the initial flood of piss she sat forward, and told me
in a calm voice.
	"Dick I also need to crap.  Put you hands out and
catch my shit while you drink my piss."  
She used the other hand to hold her bikini out of the
way while I held my hands out under her ass, my face
still buried in her crotch.  I did not know what to
expect and it felt strange as the warm lumps of faecal
matter dropped onto my out-stretched hands.  I was
revolted by the feel and the thought about what was
actually there.  Luckily she couldn't see my face, as
I am certain it showed my disgust.

When she had finished she told me to wrap the turds,
clean my hands and return with paper to wipe her ass. 
Carrying the shit in my hands as I hobbled on my knees
back to the bag was even more disgusting as I could
see what I was carrying.  I tried to ignore the smell
and not look at it as my stomach threatened to
throw-up my little breakfast.

In the bag I had been carrying I found the necessary
papers and wrapped Mistress Green's excrement.  Then I
fastidiously cleaned my hands, aware that I could not
take too long before returning to wipe Mistress
Green's bottom.  As soon as I could I scurried back
and carefully wiped her ass.  She did not complain
about the time taken.

Previously she had sat on my face so that I could
tongue her asshole after shitting, but today she lay
across the sun bed, her ass in the air.  This made it
harder because I had to force myself approach to lick
her asshole.  It was as unpleasant as last time and
again I felt the need to puke as I tasted the
bitterness of the remains of her toilet.  I tried to
avoid the taste by summoning as much saliva as I could
manage but it did not help and she made me tongue her
ass very thoroughly.  I had the distinct impression
that this was going to be a common occurrence.

During the afternoon the clouds that had been building
up on the horizon released a torrent of rain.  After
lunch Mistress Green informed me that she was relaxed
and horny enough for some exercise indoors and I was
to help.  She told me to wait in room 6.  

Room 6 was not decorated in the soft white colours of
the other rooms I had been in, but appeared to be a
semi-formal sitting room.  There were a large number
of couches, chaise-longue and straight backed chairs. 
There were some stools and tables, high and low.  The
walls had a dark patterned wallpaper and numerous
cupboards.  The floor was carpeted.  

I knelt and waited for Mistress Green.  When she
entered I was amazed, she was dressed as I expected a
Dominatrix to dress.  A black full cup basque. 
Suspenders holding sheer black stockings with matching
panties over, black high heels and long black gloves. 
She sashayed across the carpet and took a reclining
position on a chaise.  She looked at me and then said:
	"Get an erection Dick!" a command I thought in
keeping with my status as her sex slave.  As my hand
reached out to stroke my already stirring cock she
added
	"Without your hands."  This was actually very easy to
do; I just had to mentally strip her as she lay there.
 

I had to kneel there for an uncomfortably long time
struggling to keep my imagination churning to keep my
cock hard.  Eventually she stood and as I watched
removed her panties.  These she twirled on a finger as
she resumed her reclined position but this time
opening her legs.  She then gave the command I
expected and I hurried forward to bury my face in her
lap and eat her pussy.  I thought I was pretty good at
this and hoped that this would be the time I could
finally get my erect cock inside the bitch's wet cunt.
 

She was soon moaning and groaning nicely, holding my
head in her hands and moving against me.  After a
while she moved so she was lying back, and holding her
legs up she bade me lick her asshole too.  The fact
this was of a sexual nature meant I did not hesitate
and happily lapped at her little asshole as well as
licking up to her pussy too.  It was something I had
never tried, but I had often thought about anal sex
with a woman, and maybe this was to be the day. 
Finally she had me on the floor as she squatted over
my face, first offering her pussy, and then her ass to
my eager tongue.  

I was therefore surprised when she rose to her feet
and stepped away.  Immediately I was fearful that I
had done something wrong, but she just assumed her
position on the chaise again.  As I moved to continue
to suck her off she stopped me and told me to get the
object in a particular cupboard and draw.  I was a
little mystified until I found that the object was a
little silver dildo.  When I returned with the dildo I
had to use it on her pussy.  It was very strange to
use something other than my penis like this, but in a
way it was easier.  I had a lot of control, rubbing it
up and down her cunt, pushing her clit, before
slipping it inside her.  I thought it was really small
because it slipped in so easily and there was no
resistance as I fucked her cunt pushing the toy in and
out.  I assumed that this toy was just a form of
foreplay and that the next act was to me my cock
spearing her wet pussy.

Again she directed me to another cupboard and draw,
and this turned out to be a bigger, nearly full size
dildo.  I continued to use this tool on her pussy, now
taking care as I pushed it inside her that I had it
correctly angled.  There was more resistance and she
was beginning to really get into it as I fucked her
with the dildo.  She was arching her back and pushing
herself up the shaft of the pretend penis. 

Another command directed me to another drawer, but
instead of the dildo I was expecting, I found a
leather garment with a screw-threaded stud on it. 
Returning to Mistress Green, the reason was clear, the
dildo attached to one stud on one side of the crotch
plate, the side that had bumps that would rub over her
clit.  I helped her step into the straps and slide the
dildo into her pussy.  The smaller silver dildo
screwed onto the front.  

I was so turned on that I couldn't see where this was
going as I was told to suck Mistress' cock.  The
little silver dildo was still covered in her juices as
I sucked it.  I could hold the dildo in my mouth and
push and pull so the dildo her end was moving in her
pussy at the same time.  The first inkling I had at
the remainder of the game came when I realised what we
must look like, me kneeling before her sucking her
pretend dick.  As this enlightenment hit me she smiled
at me and told me:
	"Turn around Dick and use you hands to spread your
butt cheeks."
I did not know what to do.  I was a virgin in the ass,
and had never had any fantasies in this area.  I had
thought about anal sex with a woman, but in that case
it was always my hard cock driving into her forbidden
passage.  The fantasy might have included the dream
girl licking my ass, but not actually inserting
anything.

My indecision must have lasted a long time because
Mistress Green started frowning.  I thought that she
was about to suggest a punishment so I did as I was
asked almost unconsciously.  My mind was detached from
the thought, perhaps hoping this was all a sick dream
and I was about to wake up.  My thoughts immediately
returned to the present as I felt the touch of the toy
on my puckered asshole.  
	"Just relax," she tells me, which doesn't help as I
immediately tense more.
She laughs and I feel the pressure suddenly build as
she presses against me.  Then I feel the head of the
dildo parting my sphincter and entering my body.

I am physically sickened by this violation, and my
asshole tries to tighten and expel the invader. 
Mistress Green starts to pull the dildo out.  Even as
I am trying to hold the penetrating dildo out she
mercilessly starts pushing in again.  My sphincter is
again forced apart against all my struggles to tighten
my ass.  After several more strokes, my body begins to
relax and I begin to accept the foreign object being
shoved into my ass though it starts to feel sore and
stretched.  This is matched by my hot embarrassment at
being abused in such a way.

Mistress Green's strokes increase in speed as she
pulls and pushes the dildo deep into my ass and my
asshole begins to get extremely painful.  As she does
this I can hear her panting and puffing as the other
end of the dildo not inhabiting my ass fucks her
pussy.  I start to complain about the pain:
	"Mistress Green, please stop Mistress Green."  It
does not make any difference except perhaps to make
her pump harder.  Fortunately she does not take too
long until she orgasms, while thrusting the dildo as
deep inside me as it will go. 

She then pulls the dildo out of my ass, making it feel
strangely empty as she goes to lie on the chaise
again.  I slump to the floor, barely able to kneel, as
my legs feel weak at the thought of my violation.  My
ass is on fire, spastically tightening as it struggles
to cope with the unfamiliar sensations.  Mistress
Green is lying satiated on the chaise.  After a few
minutes as I get my feelings under control she tells
me to help remove the dildo arrangement.

As I approach her she suddenly exclaims
	"You disgusting filthy Dick!  You horrible shit assed
slime!  Look at my dildo, soiled by your animal
waste!"  I don't know what to say since it was her
idea to spear my ass with her dildo.  "You are going
to clean these properly," she tells me and I am
suddenly revolted at the idea she is going to make me
lick them clean.  At that moment Mistress Benny
arrives and the still fuming Mistress Green requests
that I am taken away and cleaned up.

I am relieved that I have not been asked to clean the
dildo soiled with my excrement with my mouth and
meekly follow Mistress Green to room 3.  My tension
increases again as I am told to strip and Mistress
Benny starts to assemble various items of equipment. 
Then I stand in the shower and Mistress Benny presents
me with a long tube.  One end of which has a large
liquid filled bag.  My heart pounds as she explains
its purpose.
	"This is an enema Dick, to make sure you are properly
clean inside for Mistress Green's pleasure.  Since you
have proven yourself incapable of keeping your ass
clean you are to use this equipment when directed.
	"You will insert the catheter into your anus, hold
the enema bag at nose height and then open the tap. 
When the contents have filled your rectum you can
remove the catheter but you will hold the contents
inside you until I say you can release it.  Only then
can you release the liquid.  You will then be hosed
down.
	"An appropriate punishment would be to whip you while
you held the liquid and as you expel it, but I don't
want to be anywhere close to your foul excrement. 
Therefore you will be whipped afterwards, and the
number of strokes will be proportional to the length
of time you failed to hold the fluid in your bowels.
	"After being whipped I will test your ass with a
dildo.  If it comes out dirty with any trace of faeces
we will repeat the process.  Is that clear?"

I am overcome with embarrassment and shame.  I would
prefer that this had never happened, but if my plan is
to have any hope of success I am going to have to
humiliate myself with this unnatural and unnecessary
activity.
	"Mistress Benny, yes Mistress Benny" I reply in a
small voice.

With great reluctance I take the catheter and hold it
against my ass.  I am going to abuse myself with it,
which make me feel more ashamed then being reamed by
Mistress Green's dildo.  Clenching my teeth I push the
tube into my ass.  It is smaller that the dildo
earlier and is not too much of a problem to insert.  I
have no idea of what it is going to be like and
carefully open the tap.  The height difference between
the enema bag and my ass means the cold fluid
immediately starts to fill my insides.  It is like a
cold heavy weight in my intestines, not uncomfortable
but decidedly unpleasant.  Immediately I find I have
to tense my sphincter to hold the tube in place as the
bag empties into my ass.  It takes a couple of minutes
and I feel the pressure building immediately, I hope I
don't have to hold it for long.

When the bag is nearly empty, Mistress Benny gives me
permission to remove the tube, and then bids me stand
still and hold it in.
	"I will start at 100 strokes Dick." I am horrified to
hear, I know I cannot hold it for long and if she
counts down slowly I am going to get severely beaten.
	"The minimum I will count down to is 10.  At that
point I will let you release the enema.  Do not
release it until then."
She sits on a stool as I struggle to keep my ass as
tightly closed as possible.  It is at least a minute
before she announces 90 strokes.  I nearly let go then
but the dread of the whipping keeps me squeezing my
ass as tightly as possible.  The number of strokes
continues to decrease but ever so slowly.  I am
clenching my teeth and holding my sphincter as tight
as I can.

At the fifty mark I feel an unbelievable pressure as
my colon tries to rid itself of the burden of the
water.  I hold on as hard as I can, straining to not
let go.  I beseech Mistress Benny to let me empty my
bowels,
	"Mistress Benny it hurts so much, please let me
release it Mistress Benny."
	"Mistress Benny I cannot control myself Mistress
Benny."
Blushing deeply red from my assumed worthlessness I
ask her
	"Mistress Benny I am a dirty slave who cannot control
his own bowels and anus, I humbly beg you to allow me
to void my waste Mistress Benny".
This last plea makes her smile, but she continues the
count and my ass is beginning to cramp and numb at the
tension.

At 20 strokes, I feel the liquid running down the
backs of my thighs as it is squeezed out of my ass. 
Mistress Benny does not seem to notice and eventually
announces.
	"10 Dick, let it go".
I am so relieved the enema squirts out my ass with
astounding force; it feels like the whole of my
intestines are being expelled.  

Mistress Benny uses the cold-water hose to remove the
dirt and delights in abusing my poor asshole with a
direct jet as I bend over holding my ass cheeks apart.
 We go to room 8, which is Mistress Benny's room for
toilet training.  I hold a pair of rings above head
height as she whips my ass.  She first tells me the
number
	"You started letting go at 20 didn't you Dick?" she
asks me, and I realise that I cannot persuade her that
I held it all until 10.  So I reply in a small
resigned voice.
	"Mistress Benny.  You are correct, it started
trickling out at 20 strokes Mistress Benny".

The 20 strokes are as painful as the other times I
have been beaten by Mistress Benny.  Puzzled we
returned to room 3, and then I realise that Mistress
Benny intends to check my ass.  As I bend over she
pulls on a rubber glove and unceremoniously sticks a
finger in my ass.  The intrusion is sudden and rough
and I squeak at the indignity.  She then pulls the
finger out with a pop.  I guess that she must have
looked at it, because she presents it to my face.
	"Suck this," she tells me.  I am revolted by the idea
that I am having to force myself to suck a finger that
had recently been in my ass.  However it looks clean
and though I felt the urge to vomit I controlled
myself and start to suck her finger.  All I could
taste was the neoprene of the glove.

My ordeal is not over, because after the first finger,
Mistress Green repeats the procedure and again I suck
it when it has been removed from my anus.  She
switches fingers, and then I feel her push two fingers
into my ass.  This is a weird sensation as I feel my
asshole being distended.  After sucking those two
fingers, I feel her trying to fit 3 into my ass.  I
feel that it is as wide as it can go and immediately
start begging for her to have mercy and not split my
sphincter ring.  She does not stop straight away, but
enjoys my increasingly panicked cries until she
regretfully stops.  She tells me,
	"And now the deep test."
 From a draw she takes a white probe, not very wide,
but at least 10" long.  I am scared at the idea that
this is going to be forced into my bowels, and even
more scared that it is certain to be dirtied and all
this indignity is going to be repeated.

The first length slides in easily but then I feel it
stop and push against something inside me.  Mistress
Benny keeps pushing and the pain grows.  I plead for
her to stop
	"Mistress Benny, please stop, no Mistress Benny I can
feel it pushing against something.  Please stop
Mistress Benny" I am so scared I actually try to
substitute the pain
	"Mistress Benny please stop, I don't mind if you whip
me more Mistress Benny"
She just tells me
	"Relax you pathetic Dick it'll slide the rest of the
way in as you relax."
I am so scared I am thinking of stopping this torture
immediately, but make a little effort to relax.  I am
amazed and relieved as I feel some muscle group relax
inside my bowels and the strange feeling as the
instrument pushes the rest of the way inside of me.

I am now scared about the result.  To my relief and
perhaps to Mistress Benny's displeasure it is as clean
as it went in.  I slump and sigh relieved.  After
dressing Mistress Benny returns me to Mistress Green
in room 6, the toy room. 

 From the range of dildos and vibrators scattered over
the room it appears that Mistress Green has been
amusing herself while I was being cleaned.  Mistress
Benny informs Mistress Green that I have been properly
cleaned and punished.  She continues
	"But Dick is so anally retentive.  He squealed
pitifully when I had to check his ass, he is going to
need a lot more training."
Mistress Green agrees, 
	"OK then Dick, tomorrow we'll see you take some more
of these beauties."
I feel physically sick because as says this her hand
is running up and down a realistically modelled dildo,
but this dildo is screwed onto a table top and must be
12" high and at least 3" in diameter.  If she is going
to force that into my ass I know that my whole torso
would literally be ripped open.

***

Another day has passed and I feel a terrible despair
that I will never be able to find a way out of this. 
Last night after the sickening games of the day I
sneaked around trying to find phone or anything that
might be connected to the outside world.  Sleeping was
difficult anyway because of the amount of punishment
inflicted on me in the course of Mistress Green's
training.

The day started normally enough, with me acting as
Mistress Green's toilet and guzzling her piss when she
woke.  After my very light breakfast Mistress Benny
again takes me to room 3 where I administer an enema
to myself.  I actually found it easier to hold as she
counted down to 10 strokes.  I was annoyed that I had
to endure even those 10 as I had not actually done
anything to require the enema, but I knew better than
to complain.  When Mistress Benny came to insert the
deep probe I felt the same pain as it pushed against
some muscles in my rectum, but remembered to relax, so
before the pain became unbearable it had slipped all
the way inside.

That was just the beginning of a day of anal abuse and
varied punishments.  The first toy I had to take in my
ass was the same small silver dildo used the previous
day, and it slipped in without any problem.  Mistress
Green then required me to beg to be fucked in the ass.
 I was very embarrassed to have to do this, it seemed
gratuitous to make me seem to want it, as well as
abusing me. I had to beg hard,
	"Mistress Green please fuck my ass, I really need you
to fuck my asshole, I love to feel hard tools and
cocks pushing into my rear fuck hole Mistress Green."
When she thought I had pleaded with her sufficiently
she would push the toy into my ass.  Soon I was so
accustomed to the act that it entered without
resistance.

After that toy Mistress Green showed me a bigger
dildo.  It was still small, but it was ribbed and
designed to look like a penis.  I first had to suck
the pretend cock as though I was giving it a blowjob. 
The taste and feel did not revolt me but the thought
of the specific reason for the design made me feel
nauseous.  I sucked and sucked, licking the length of
the dildo to fulfil Mistress Green's desire that I
treat this like a real cock and pleasure it the way I
would a real penis.  

When Mistress Green was satisfied that I had properly
sucked and worshipped the pseudo-penis, she positioned
it over my backdoor.
	"Now beg as if you wanted your fuck hole filled with
dick Dick," she demanded and I then carried on, as she
wanted.
	"Mistress Green, please fuck my ass with your cock I
so need you fat cock in my ass.  My ass is gaping to
receive your beautiful long thick dick Mistress
Green."  While mouthing these sickening entreaties I
braced myself waiting for the anal invasion.

Mistress Green waited a little to build the tension,
and then I felt the head of the glan against my
asshole.  As she pushed it I felt the pressure build
and then with relief it was inside.  She bade me
continue with the begging, and this time I had to
exclaim how good it was.
	"Mistress Green.  That feels so great, oh yes
Mistress Green, your cock is so good buried in my ass
Mistress Green."  I am revolted by the idea that I am
begging to be ass-fucked something I would never even
consider doing.  As I told her how great it was
feeling she started moving it in and out, truly
fucking my ass.  The sensation was strange, like I was
taking a dump as it slid out and painful as it pushed
it's way back in again.

I was very relieved when she finally pulled the dildo
from my ass.  I thought that was the end of the
training.  There was a lot more to come.  Mistress
Green looked at me and told me,
	"Dick you penis does not agree with your earnest
desires.  I suggest you get a hard on right now". 
Even though my ass hurt from the previous pursuit, I
immediately started trying to think of something that
would turn me on.  With a smile I kept inside myself I
imagined fucking this bitch in the ass with my dick as
she begged for it.  The idea was successful and I
became hard enough for her to play with.  I had been
disappointed many times in my current position as sex
slave so I knew she probably wasn't going anywhere
with the stroking.

I was right; she let go of my erect dick and went to
get another toy.  I was apprehensive that she might
find an even bigger dildo and was mildly relieved when
she returned with something much smaller.  The relief
lasted seconds as I saw the toy she was holding.
	"This is a butt plug Dick" Mistress Green told me
rather unnecessarily. "There is no need to beg to be
fucked because you only need to hold this in your ass.
 I'll let you put it in."

The plug was a greater diameter than the dildo she had
used previously though obviously not as long.  I
doubted I could take it but took it from her hand to
try.  I bent forward so that my ass was as accessible
as I could make it.  I rested the plug against my ass
and started turning it, trying to force my anal
sphincter to open enough to accept the plug.  I
twisted and exerted as much pressure as I dared, but
the widest part of the plug wouldn't slip into my ass.
 I pushed and screwed up my face with effort but
couldn't manage it.  Eventually I realised that I was
going to have to beg Mistress Green to spare me the
butt plug.
	"Mistress Green I cannot get it in Mistress Green" I
pleaded.  "I have tried really hard, but it cannot get
past my ass, it really won't go in, please don't make
me Mistress Green," I begged.

I was surprised when she said
	"Very well" but then she continued and realised that
I had only modified the pain I was going to feel.  She
required me to fetch a whip from room 1.  Room 1 was
the punishment room where all the whips canes and
paddles were kept.  She made me return with a long
whip.  I was really scared.  
	"I can see Mistress Benny has already reddened your
ass" Mistress Green tells me.  "Lie down on that
table.  On your side.  Now lift that leg up and hold
the knee to your chin."  As I followed her instruction
I realised that my inner thigh was exposed and that
was to be the target of her whipping.
	"Mistress Green, please no, not there, I'll try again
Mistress Green" I begged.
	"You certainly shall Dick.  But this is to encourage
you."  

The whip made much more of a noise than the cane as it
whistled through the air and cracked against the table
and my inner thigh.  For a moment I thought that she
had missed but then the blinding burning pain makes me
scream out loud.  I clutch my inner thigh, there is an
angry red welt already rising.  I continue sobbing and
gasping as Mistress Green motions for me to rise from
the table.  She again presents the butt plug to me.

I bend over and position the plug against my asshole
again.  I am reluctant to push, but then Mistress
Green delicately mentions
	"There is always the other thigh Dick", and I summon
all the tatters of courage remaining.  Grinding my
teeth I thrust the plug home with one push.  I felt as
I have torn my sphincter muscle, but as the pain dies
away I am aware that the butt plug is resting, as it
should.

Mistress Green takes hold of the plug and jiggles it
about. This does not hurt as I expect though my ass
feels distended beyond my butt cheeks.  She then
orders me to skip about.  This feels very silly, but
better than the anal abuse.  The plug feels
uncomfortable and strange but does not stop me
performing the minor exercises as commanded.  Finally
she asks me to remove the plug.  Taking the same
position, I hold the plug and firmly pull it out.  I
am expecting a lot of pain, but it does not seem so
bad.  Then, naturally I must reinsert the plug.  I
managed it last time so again I grit my teeth and push
in one movement.  I am relieved the plug does not hurt
as much as it enters.

	"Excellent" I am told by Mistress Green.  Mind over
body is a wonderful thing when it comes to pain.  Lets
see what else we can find."  I am physically and
mentally exhausted as I kneel there.  Mistress Green
returns with another dildo, long and white and smooth.
 It looks to be a similar diameter to the butt plug. 
I am resigned to this perverted game and don't raise
any objection, though I feel my heart sink at the
thought.

Maybe I am becoming accustomed to this anal abuse. 
When commanded I easily pop the butt plug from my ass
and start the degrading begging Mistress Green
requires, begging to be fucked in the ass.  She
informs me I am in for a treat!  And before inserting
the dildo she turns the end.  It is actually a
vibrator and starts buzzing in her hands.  The new
sensation in my ass is very strange, almost the same
feeling as when I shaved the hair from my crotch and
butt with the electric razor.  Whether it is because
of the vibrations, or my ass is loosening, it only
hurts a little as Mistress Green pushes the toy inside
me.

After entering 3 or 4 inches or so, I have the same
feeling as when Mistress Benny tests my ass after the
enema, a feeling that I am holding a group of muscles
closed inside me.  Without being bidden I relax and he
toy slides all the way into my ass.
	"Good boy!" shouts Mistress Green as she begins to
fuck my ass with the vibrator.  I have to concentrate
on relaxing to let it invade my bowels all the way so
my exclamations of pleasure are rather repetitive. 
Mistress Green notices and remarks that I ought to be
more enthusiastic.  I try to comply, and keep my back
door open at the same time.

After Mistress Green begins to tire of ass fucking me,
she notices that my cock is limp.  
	"But Dick, again I am not convinced of your
sincerity.  You dick should be as hard as a rock when
you are being ass-fucked."  I struggle to obey knowing
that to fail in this is to invite more punishment.  I
cannot think of anything immediately arousing enough
and begin to get scared that I will fail in to get an
erection.  The thought I settle on in the end as I
cast about is the feeling of lapping Mistress Green's
pussy as I drink her piss.  This causes my cock to
begin to stir, and then I am struck by how depraved I
have become using this idea to encourage my
tumescence.

	"One last toy for you to try then Dick" I am told. 
My asshole is aching from the abuse and I clench it
with the thought of having to anything else in my rear
door.  The next toy is again a butt plug, but this
time it has a long tail attached.  "This will go
really well with the rest of your outfit" Mistress
Green informs me.  The plug is bigger and again I am
frightened by the thought of ramming it into my ass,
but the thought of a whipping on my thighs is an
incentive.  I bend over to insert the plug, feeling
its wider girth against my ass.  I am torn in
indecision, between the likely prospect of permanently
harming my asshole and the surety of the whip on the
thighs.

Mistress Green must have seen my hesitation and
reaching forward suddenly rams the butt plug into my
asshole.  I scream at the pain.  It feels as though my
sphincter has been split it is burning so badly.  Part
of me wants to expel the foreign object, while another
part is fearful of the consequences.  Finally as the
pain dies to a dull throb I am able to control myself
again.  Mistress Green requires me t walk around and
witch my tail.
	"Yes, that looks good Dick.  In the future that will
always be a part of your costume."

In the afternoon Mistress Green again took the
opportunity to sunbathe.  It was easy to sit in the
shade and obey the commands she gave me.  Rubbing oil
into her back, bottom and breasts was a pleasant turn
on, and there were no new toys or instruments shoved
into my ass though the tail butt plug remained in
place.  It did not hurt, but my ass still felt sore
and stretched.

Towards the end of the afternoon, I realised that I
needed to pee.  I had been trying to avoid the
necessity because Mistress Green makes it as
humiliating as possible to perform this basic
function.  I thought I could hold it, but as the need
increased I realised that I was going to have to
grovel to Mistress Green.  She watched me as I crawled
over to her sun bed.  I began to beg and plead to be
allowed to urinate.  I thought I might have left it
too long my bladder felt so full, but finally Mistress
Benny appeared with the cane she used to whip my ass
as I relieved myself.
	"Take Dick to pee on the grass" Mistress Green
directed.

I had become reasonably accustomed to this humiliation
and stood with my hands on my head waiting for
Mistress Benny to begin the caning.  As I felt the
first stroke land on my ass I was pleasantly surprised
to find that the butt plug tail, though uncomfortable
and undignified, helped keep the cane from hurting my
ass too much.  I was therefore able to easily piss and
delighted in the fine stream of urine as it danced in
the sun.

Mistress Benny started to return to the house and I
crawled back to my original place.  Mistress Green
must have seen the ease with which I accepted the
punishment and called Mistress Benny back.  She asks
me directly
	"Dick, you took that very easily, did the tail help
you?"  I cannot see how this is going to lead to any
more indignities so I oblige Mistress Green by
confirming that the tail did help me withstand the
blows.  Mistress Green muses, 
	"Well we can't have that, I have an idea.
	"Dick, bend over and remove the tail."  I bend over
and grip the end of the butt plug.  It was forced into
my ass with a lot of pain so I am reluctant to pull it
out.
	"Now Dick" Mistress Green commands in a stern voice. 
Holding my breath and clenching my teeth I give the
plug a hard pull.  My ass muscles have become
accustomed to the plugs presence, and feel cramped as
it pulls out.  As the plug distends my sphincter I
feel a great pain, but it is also a relief to be rid
of the penetrating object.

My ass feels really sore as the pain dies away to an
ache, and I involuntarily find the muscles tightening
and then relaxing back to and open state.  I have to
consciously squeeze it closed.  I suspect I am going
to be caned again but I think it will not be
unbearable.  Mistress Green has other ideas.
	"Cane him on the asshole Benny.  Three strokes right
over his little sensitive anus."  I am truly
frightened by the prospect, I feel nauseous at the
thought of the pain.  I don't know if I will be able
to hold still and accept the punishment.

Mistress Benny laughs and positions herself so that
the stroke is possible.  I hear the swish of the cane
and feel the biting hot pain as it lands exactly in my
butt crack. I gasp out loud at the level of pain
	"Mistress Benny, please no more Mistress Benny" I
manage to stammer before the second blow lands on my
inflamed asshole.  The bite of the cane is even more
severe this time and I squeeze my eyes and grit my
teeth.  When I have found the strength to cope with
this blow, I try another plea
	"Mistress Green I beg you to stop.  My ass feels it
is on fire, it is burning so much I cannot take
anymore, I beg you to stop Mistress Green"

I barely have time to stumble out these words when the
third and final stroke arrives on my anus.  The fire
and bite of the cane is even worse than before and I
scream.  Through the haze of pain I wonder if I'll
ever be able to use the toilet again.

Mistress Green leaves me bent over with my ass in the
air for a while, and it is a relief for a slight
breeze to cool my burning hot asshole.  It twitches
spastically as the pain changes from fire to ache.
	"The final requirement is to put the tail back in
Dick" Mistress Green informs me.  I have been holding
the butt plug in my hand but I cannot conceive of
anyway of pushing it into my tortured asshole.  I
reach round behind, and merely touching my rear door
with the plug is enough to send waves of pain followed
by nausea through my body.
	"Remember Dick" Mistress Green tells me, "that you
can still be whipped on the other thigh, or Mistress
Benny could inflict more pain on your little rose bud
asshole!"

I know that she is not threatening me and that there
is a real will behind the promise of punishment.  I
take the plunge and without thinking about it thrust
the butt plug back in my ass.  The plug seats itself
home back in my abused anus as I let out another
scream of pain.  It is only afterwards that I consider
how foolish I have been.  There is only the slim hope
of finding some way out of the trumped up charges that
have landed me in trouble that is keeping me here.  I
could easily resign this terrible situation and return
to isolation in the Federal establishment I was held. 
I think that whenever it gets to the stage that
Mistress Green threatens to bind me before inflicting
her indignities and punishments, that will be the time
to quit this debasing servitude.

***


I have finally been allowed to come, but the
experience was not pleasant and the memory of the pain
makes me fear the process if it is ever repeated.  I
continue to endure this tortured captivity hoping that
I will be able to extract myself from the unjust
situation that forced me into this.

The morning after the day of ass torture my anus ached
a lot.  I thought I would not be able to insert the
butt plug tail that had become part of my uniform and
it was only with the application of a lot of soap and
willpower I managed to withstand the pain as it
slipped home.  The overly tight collar and
constraining harness on my dick were nuisances I could
ignore.

The day stared with an incredible tease that was to
turn to my most humbling indignity.  When I attended
Mistress Green in the morning she was again curled up
with Mistress Benny.  I waited until they began to
awaken.  This morning they did not pay any attention
to me, and when Mistress Green opened her eyes she
tenderly kissed Mistress Benny on the lips.  It was a
fantastically erotic experience and my cock was
instantly aroused.

The show continued as they both became more involved,
kissing deeply and touching each other under the
covers.  Then Mistress Benny sat up so the covers fell
away.  She was wearing a pale blue camisole top, and
her tits were beautifully outlined in the light.  The
hard little nipples were dark and shadowy through the
material.  Mistress Green reached up a hand, first
cupping one breast gently, and then moving up to the
shoulder to slip one side of the camisole off. 
Pulling it down she revealed Mistress Benny's breast
in its glory.  Her flesh was pale, and the dark nipple
small and hard.  Mistress Green sat forward and took
the nipple in her mouth.  Mistress Benny purred and
her hand came up to caress the back of Mistress
Green's head and neck.  

The clinch was finally broken as Mistress Green said
	"Perhaps later Benny."  She then deigned to notice me
for the first time and told me to crawl up to her
pussy.  This was her command most mornings and I knew
that she wanted me to drink her pee.  The task was
complicated this morning because of the massive hard
on I had sustained seeing the two women kiss. 
Mistress Green was also aroused because her cunt was
so wet.  Probably because of her early morning petting
my Mistress Benny I thought.  Perhaps Mistress Green
was totally lesbian and I would never get a chance to
fuck her body.  As I drank Mistress Green's urine I
felt Mistress Benny leave the bed.

My erection continued as I helped Mistress Green with
her bath.  Seeing my dick so excited caused her to
comment
	"Today is the day we do something about your orgasm
Dick," she promised, making my heart pound and my cock
to become even more erect.  I thought that this was
only another tease, but after breakfast, Mistress
Green again repeated the promise.  I was to wait in
room 4 and make sure I was erect at all times!  I
could not believe my luck and hurried through the
usual tiny breakfast I had been given.  I was very
early in room 4 and had a chance to examine the
furnishings.

Like a lot of the other impersonal rooms in the large
mansion of Mistress Green, this was decorated in a
soft white scheme.  The most obvious feature was a
large rack against one wall, though it looked like the
occupant was supposed to face outwards, so there was
no serious punishment involved.  The rest of the room
had various mysterious cupboards, and what looked like
medical machines.  A large fridge was standing in the
corner.  The function of these things was going to be
explained, but when Mistress Green arrived the vague
unease I experienced at seeing the room disappeared.

Mistress Green and Mistress Benny literally bounded
into the room, and they were dressed in an appropriate
manner.  Each was wearing a thin white cotton blouse,
a flared short skirt and white panties.  The skirts
were so short I could see this detail.  White knee
length socks and flat soled black shoes.  A perfect
fantasy school uniform.  To complete the impression,
their hair was tied into two bunches at either side of
their heads and they wore little make up.  Their
blouses were not simply tucked into the skirt, but
tied tightly around their midriffs showing their belly
buttons and demonstrating their delicious breasts. 
Mistress Green was particularly buxom and had a
wonderful cleavage.  Mistress Benny was not so well
endowed but the dark nipples on her tits showed
through the cotton very revealingly.

My cock, which was already hard, took on an almost
rock like texture, or I would like to think so.  
	"Well Dick, today you are going to orgasm!" I was
told.  I think I could probably have come there and
then I was so aroused and it had been so long since my
furtive nighttime masturbation.
	"Let me explain the set up.  You are going to be
secured to the framework there.  That way you won't be
able to use your hands, and I can do much better
anyway.  The main reason for allowing you to come
today is to check that you haven't been abusing
yourself in private.  I know you were a little naughty
once and I caught you because of the mess you made of
the sheets, but I cannot watch you every second, and I
have no doubt that you could sneak away for some self
gratification in private.  So your semen is going to
be analysed after you come, the sperm count gives a
very accurate indication of the last time you
ejaculated."

Mistress Benny willingly led me to the framework where
she buckled my wrists to the upper part of the frame,
and my ankles to the lower.  Mistress Benny then
removed the strap that imprisoned my cock and balls. 
It was a nice change to have them free and this
encouraged my erection, I felt really turned on.  I
was exceptionally aware of the presence of Mistress
Benny's hands during this operation, and every
accidental brush against my genitals made me tense
with pleasure.

	"The tail too Benny" Mistress Green commands and
walks closer.  She is standing very close to me now,
running her fingers down my chest.  Mistress Benny
reaches behind me and slowly pulls out the butt plug. 
The pain makes me wince but I am so turned on it
hardly registers.  
	"There is something else you need to know before
coming," explains Mistress Green.  I hope this
exposition does not take too long as my balls already
ache from the anticipation of shooting their load. 
Mistress Benny then sticks little electrodes to my
skin, over my chest and thighs, I am unsure of what to
make of this development.
	"I need to let you come to test your sperm for
disobedience," continues Mistress Green, "however, I
do not think you should derive any enjoyment from it. 
I cannot think of anything you have done that might
suggest you deserve this pleasure."  I am only half
paying attention to the lecture as I concentrate more
on the arousal I am feeling.
	"So when this machine has a sample you will be
subjected to some intense electric shocks." With this
Mistress Benny shows me a complicated tube arrangement
with wires extending to one of the mysterious pieces
of equipment.  My mind is taking time to catch up with
the situation.  I am still thinking that it really
does not matter what she does I am enjoying the
fantasy of coming all over her hands and face at the
moment.  

I focus her words, replaying them in my mind as my
erect cock enters the tube.  Mistress Green tells me
	"As I promised, I can do much better and this will
feel much nicer than using your hands.  Though you
will regret coming when the shocks start, try and hold
out as long as you can!"
	"Mistress Green..." I start to say, but Mistress
Green is looking at Mistress Benny,
	"The anus pearl as well" she says, and I feel
Mistress Benny push something small and round and hard
into my back passage.
	"Mistress Green ... " I say again, trying to attract
her attention.  Mistress Benny has risen and is
standing next to Mistress Green as finally she looks
at me.  She interrupts the thoughts I had been
arranging as she deliberately fondles Mistress Benny's
tits through the material of the blouse.  She tells
me,
	"We are off to have the fuck of a lifetime while you
submit to the tender ministrations of the machine
here, " she tells me.
	"Mistress Green, wait!" I say, panicked now. "I don't
want to do this, I don't want to be your slave
anymore.  Take me back to the prison please." 
Mistress Green and Mistress Benny continue towards the
door, only Mistress Benny looks back at me with a very
large smile.
	"I beg you, please, not this" I scream as they
disappear.

I am a little feverish and sweaty now that I have a
chance to focus how I am tightly bound.  I realise
that the tube has something inside to massage and suck
my cock.  I am scared of the pain that has been
promised so my first thought is to try and relax and
lose the erection.  This proves to be impossible.  The
massaging and sucking action feel like the inside of a
particularly skilful cunt, one where the woman can
control every muscle and squeeze and pull in rhythm. 
I let out a little moan of desire, but I don't want
this even as my cock responds to the stimulus.

The sucking and tightening continues and I feel my
breath becoming shorter and my body respond to the
machine.  I am mad with rage not being able to control
myself and driving myself towards the pain.  I am torn
between the feelings of incipient pleasure and the
dread of the accompanying torture.  I bite my lip as
hard as I can but the muscles of my torso are already
bucking as the intense pleasure of my penis is
communicated to the rest of my body.  I do not give in
and fight the building waves of tension even as the
remainder of my body glories in the impending release.

Eventually even my mind relents and I can only feel
the rapture of impending orgasm, just a small part of
my mentality is screaming no.  I enjoy the squeezing
and pulling as the machine expertly manipulates the
nerve endings in my dick.  I feel the orgasm build and
then on a cusp of pleasure my semen is ejaculated. 
The long abstinence provokes a monster stream of come
and it feels like I have produced a pint.  I feel my
abdomen tighten several times and as the come is
spurted into the machine.

As my breath slows I am immediately fearful, but it
seems like the machine is not working.  Even as I
grasp at this slim hope there is a very audible click
and a humming.  Even though I brace myself nothing can
help in the searing agony that fills my mind,
distantly rooted at the base of my cock.  Totally
involuntarily I scream as loud as I can, emptying my
lungs twisting my throat back.  The pain lasts a
second that is an eternity and then disappears as if
it had never existed.

There is a pause of several seconds, then the familiar
click and buzz.  Again my body is rigid with pain as
my mind blanks to an animal level requiring immediate
escape.  The pain stops but I am helpless.  Another
click and buzz and again I am lost to senselessness. 
The brief intervals between jolts allow me a few
thoughts.  I notice that the electrodes are being
activated in turn, after the initial shock to my
genitals the others slowly work there way round my
body.  All I have is the current I cannot consider the
future and when this will end.

The metal bead in my ass is one of the last places to
be shocked.  I am out of breath, nearly asphyxiated
from screaming and my throat is hoarse.  My screams
are now little more than gurgles though the pain is as
intense as ever.  There is a longer pause and I dare
to hope the torture is over when the click and buzz
announces that again I leave conscious thought behind
as my mind concentrates on the pain from my cock and
balls.  This does prove to be the final episode,
though clicks from the machine continue to cause me to
start and whimper.

I regain my breath.  My throat feels the most after
effect, as it is raw.  The pain is a hot memory;
thought cannot summon the shear quality, but
stimulates deep terror.  I slump in the restraints,
uncomfortable but too exhausted to stand straight.

Time passes.  Seconds drag to minutes.  Minutes drag
to hours, or so it feels.  To start with I exalt in
the absence of pain.  Then I become bored.  I have
been left alone and my imagination starts to work on
what could be happening.  I remember Mistress Green
and Mistress Benny as I had seen them dressed as young
nymphets.  I imagine one undressing the other and then
vice-versa, both of their desirable female bodies
naked, then romping together.  Which one of them went
down on the other first?  Did they lick each other's
assholes too?  I speculated on the various erotic
couplings.

My cock started to stir again, and I smiled, indulgent
after its recent activities.  My eyes closed and I
enjoyed the picture of Mistress Green being spanked by
Mistress Benny and then Mistress Benny being whipped
by Mistress Green while she peed.  My thoughts were
sharply brought back to my predicament when the
machine clicked again.  Surely it had is sample now,
what was the click for?

Then I felt the same sublime massage on my cock, the
same squeezing and pulling. I frantically tried to
think of anything to avoid an erection.  I tried to
concentrate on the pain, but it had been so intense
that it seemed unreal.  Without wanting it I felt my
cock again reach maximum tumescence.  I tried
everything to stop the building pleasure, but as
before nothing worked.

When I was close to orgasm and forced to give my mind
to the coming pleasure I clung to the hope that now it
had the sample there would not be any electrical
stimulus.  I was wrong.  Now it had the sample the
shocks started immediately I came and semen entered
the tube.  Now I felt the strange sensation as my body
orgasmed at the same time as my senses were filled
with pain.  The machine performed exactly before and
the different jolts lost none of their potency the
second time round.  I was so overcome that I only
managed a few screams before my only response was a
rigid and paralysed body.

When the torture finally released me I slumped in my
bonds, physically and mentally stretched past my
endurance.  I must have slept.  A sound penetrated the
fringes of a delightful dream; memories of flowers and
woodland open skies were brushed away as my brain
struggled to integrate a harsh metallic click into the
scenario.  Like a bucket of ice had been poured over
me I was instantly awake.

Again my body had betrayed me and I felt an erection. 
An erection that also registered in the unthinking
mechanism attached to my cock.  I felt the same
massaging and contractions that so stimulated my male
member that there was nothing I could do to stop it. 
Even as I delighted in the sensation I openly wept and
implored an uncaring universe
	"Stop please stop I cannot take anymore".  I do not
know who I addressed this prayer to, and it had no
effect.  My body heaved as it orgasmed, a dribble of
come spurting from my cock to initiate the electric
shocks.  With no reserves of energy I merely stood
still, cramping my muscles as the various waves of
pain coursed through my body.

I do not know how long I passively slumped in the
bonds until Mistress Green and Mistress Benny came to
release me.  I fell to my knees from fatigue rather
than obedience.  The next hours passed in a haze as I
mindlessly obeyed the orders.  At one point I was
spanked, but I felt so detached that it caused no
feeling, and it seemed like someone else was thanking
Mistress Green for the punishment.

It was only after my supper that I began to become
aware of my surroundings again.  The supper was very
small, half a glass of milk and dry toast.  Usually
there was at least butter applied to the toast but
tonight Mistress Benny told me
	"Well, it looks like you were a good boy Dick, the
sperm count shows you hadn't been beating your meat
without orders.  So Mistress Green has a treat for
you."  She takes a pot from the fridge and empties the
contents over the toast.  A thick cloudy white liquid.
 I realise with horror that this must be the sperm
sample, my ejaculate from the afternoon.  I gag.
	"Now eat it up Dick, " Mistress Benny reproves me.  I
struggle to bite the dry toast.  The come covering the
toast is cold and salty.  I almost vomit over the
table but manage to automatically chew and swallow.

The meagre meal gives me strength and instead of
sleeping I demand to see Mistress Green.  I debate
whether I should kneel or stand, but in the end habit
makes me kneel at her feet.  Suddenly I am unsure but
manage to voice my complaint through incipient tears.
	"Mistress Green I have had enough.  I demand that you
take me back to the Federal facility.  I hate being
your sex slave.  You don't want a sex slave, you want
a whipping boy.  There has been no sex just a round of
indignities and punishments."
	"Mistress Green" I add, the habit ingrained.
She idly dismisses me.
	"OK, Dick we'll talk in the morning".


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