The box consisted of a dial and four red buttons. He adjusted the dial to setting 5, the highest was 10. The Prince pressed a finger to the first button. Stephanie immediately let out a yelp, her hands flying to her chest. The button was released after only a second. Stephanie was still holding her chest, almost hyperventilating, with tears running down her face. Sylvia approached and pushed the teenager into a chair, wiping her face off with a cloth from inside her robes.

"Now we can receive our guests I think" The prince said as he pressed another button, this one on his desk.

The representatives from the embassy entered, were introduced to Stephanie and Sylvia and a short meeting took place. Throughout the meeting, the Prince toyed with the remote control. The dial was set on 1 or 2 at times, and he pressed the bottom three buttons randomly. Stephanie maintained a normal expression, appearing to be attentive to the meeting. But her thighs moved back and forth under her skirt, occasionally clenching tight together. When the meeting concluded, the men exchanged pleasantries and left.

The Prince sat behind his desk and nodded to Sylvia.

Sylvia led Stephanie to the front of the Prince's desk.

She then walked over to the wall and flipped what looked like a light switch. A panel opened in the ceiling and, with the whir of an electric motor, a chain lowered through the opening. At the end of the chain were a pair of leather cuffs and these stopped lowering when they reached the frightened teenager's face. Sylvia walked over and fastened the cuffs tightly to Stephanie's wrists. Next she pulled the jacket off the girl's shoulders and removed the harness, placing the battery/control unit and receiver on the desk. Under the jacket Stephanie wore a harness similar to a pistol harness used by plain-clothes police. The difference was that instead of a pistol holster, there was a rectangular battery pack held under the girl's left arm, and a small receiver under her right arm. A thin wire ran from the receiver across her back to the battery controller, from there four thicker wires ran down to her waist, disappearing under the waistband of her skirt. Sylvia removed the jacket and set it aside. She then pulled the teenager's skirt down and off, leaving her in just her white blouse which hung down to her upper thighs. Sylvia now produced another pair of leather cuffs from a wall cabinet and, after removing the girl's shoes fastened them on her slim ankles. Grabbing the girl's left ankle, Sylvia clipped the ring in the cuff to an eyebolt mounted at the bottom corner of the desk. She repeated this with the other ankle. Stephanie's legs were now spread wide to each side of the desk, the edge of which was just below her pelvic area. She faced the Prince and started sobbing as the motor above started pulling her hands up again, taking up the slack from her fastened legs until she was stretched tight. Sylvia reached around for behind the girl and ripped open her blouse, revealing to the Prince what had been done to Stephanie earlier.

Under the blouse Stephanie wore no other clothing. A wide, tight rubber belt was fastened around her waist. A rubber strap connected to this in the front ran down between her legs and was fastened at the back of the belt, drawn up tightly into her crotch. Three of the wires ran into this, the fourth ran up to the girl's pert breasts. The fourth wire split in two, one extension going two each of Stephanie's nipples. The wires were stripped of insulation at the ends and then twisted tightly around each nipple.

"You did well during that meeting." the Prince smiled.

"Of course at the low setting, the devices inside your holes provide more pleasure than pain. Although I've been told that the metal contact on a woman's clitoris causes pain at all settings." He pressed the fourth button.

Stephanie's hips jerked. "Pease stop." she squealed.

He released the button."I noticed the younger man, Mr.

Stevens, glancing at you several times during the meeting." The Prince noted. "Not exactly with fondness either, have you met him before?"

"No, that's the first time I've ever seen him." Stephanie replied.

"I'm not sure I believe you." The Prince turned the dial to 7 and pressed each button for a second. Stephanie's body clenched tight and vibrated as current flowed through her breasts, into the prod in her cunt, into the other prod in her anus, and through the metal contact on her clitoris. She screamed constantly, then fell limp when the last jolt faded. "Tell me where you met him and why he dislikes you so."

Stephanie spoke in gasps, "At a dance in the embassy, he danced with me, hung around me all evening. When he got me alone later on he tried to kiss me, he was very rough."

"What was your response?" The Prince asked.

"I slapped him, and told my father. He was reprimanded and he may get demoted" Tears were flowing freely down the poor girl's face.

"That's better." The Prince thought for a minute.

"Sylvia, invite young Mr. Jones to a special party tonight. I think young Stephanie would like a chance to make amends to the gentleman."

The Prince got up and walked behind Stephanie. Sylvia activated the motor and lowered the girl's hands until they were at her waist, the excess chain on the desk. Sylvia sat down in the Prince's chair and pulled on the chain, forcing Stephanie the bend over across the desk. Behind Stephanie, the Prince lifted up the back of the shirt. Placing one hand on her ass cheek, he used the other to unfasten the rubber crotch strap from the back of the belt. When the strap was pulled out from between her legs, the anal prod with it's wire could be seen embedded in her anus. Below that, the cunt prod poked out of the girl's vagina. The Prince opened his robe, revealing a large, erect cock. He grasped the anal prod and pulled, it came out of the girl with a pop. He then pulled her ass cheeks apart and placed his erect cock against her small anal dimple. Stephanie started to panic now, but Sylvia held the chain tight, keeping the teenager stretched across the desk. She screamed when he thrust his large cock into her ass to the hilt in one motion. She continued crying out on each successive thrust. As he was about to come, Sylvia picked the remote box and pressed the buttons, sending current into her breasts, clit and cunt at the same time. The Prince came violently as he felt the girls body jump up, the muscles in her ass clenched him like a vice and pushed him over the edge.

"Get her ready for the party tonight." the Prince said.

"Be sure she dresses exactly the same as she did at that embassy dance, her clothes should all be in her luggage." He pulled out of the limp girl, wiped himself with her shirt and left the room.

Carl woke with a start as the door opened and Sylvia walked in. Behind her came Stephanie, naked, being pulled along be a collar and leash. Stephanie was gagged with a ring gag, a hard plastic ring wedged in her front teeth with straps around the back of her head. The gag held her mouth wide open, her tongue could be seen fluttering around in the open space. Stephanie had been put in a harness made of black leather straps. The straps went around her waist, crossed her breasts and over her shoulders, meeting at the back of her waist. Where the straps went over a breast, there was a three inch diameter iron ring. The girls breasts were forced completely through the rings. This caused her breasts to bulge out through the painfully tight rings around the bases. A thin, hardened leather strap with spaced knots ran between her legs, threading her bare pussy lips. The straps had been tightened to the extreme, causing visible indentations in Stephanie's creamy, white skin. Her hands were in leather cuffs that linked together and connected to the back of the harness at her waist.

Carl looked into his daughter's eyes, what he saw there wasn't pleasant. A lot of pain and humiliation from her experiences with the Prince, but also a new found hatred for her father who had raped her. Carl was still gagged, so he could not say anything, but he didn't know what he would say anyway.

"Well Stephanie, let's say hello to daddy."

Sylvia smiled as she moved the girl until she was standing in front of her seated father. "You can start by sitting on his lap, facing him." Sylvia said with a smile.

Tears were starting roll down Stephanie's face as she opened her legs and placed her naked bottom on her father's thighs, her legs on either side of the chair. Carl's pants were still open and his cock jumped when her bare mound brushed against it. Stephanie looked down briefly, only to see his cock, coated with her dried blood from when he raped her.

"Move your hips girl, rub yourself on his cock."

Sylvia ordered. Stephanie moaned through the open ring gag in protest. "You will obey, or you'll have another session with those electrical toys, I'll make you want to jump out of your skin this time." Sylvia warned.

Stephanie looked to the side as she started moving her hips. Carl felt his daughter's bare cunt rubbing up and down his cock. In spite of himself, his cock leapt to attention at the stimulation.

"Show him how nice your breasts look in the rings, rub them against his face." Sylvia said.

Stephanie stood up, still over his lap. Her ringed breasts came up to the level of his face. She started caressing his face with her portruding breasts. This caused more pain from the constricting rings.

"Enough, get off him." Sylvia ordered. She walked over to a cabinet and returned with a thin bamboo cane. Putting a hand on Stephanie's shoulder, she pushed the girl down to her knees. Placing the cane down behind the frightened teenager, Sylvia reached over to Carl and unfastened the seatbelt-like strap holding his waist to the chair. Grabbing a handful of long brown hair, Sylvia pushed Stephanie's head down into her father's lap. Stephanie squealed in protest as the ring gag settled onto her father's cock. His erect member slipped through the ring and into her mouth. Sylvia shoved the girl's head down, reconnecting the lap belt over the back of her head. Stephanie was gagging and trying to pull her head up as Sylvia yanked the strap tight, pressing her face even farther down on the erect cock. Carl squirmed in the chair, never had he felt so utterly at odds with himself. His cock was lodged firmly into a struggling girl's throat and it felt great, at the same time he was horrified that the girl was his sixteen year old daughter.

"There, now that's what I call father-daughter communication." Sylvia said as she picked up the cane. "In fact, I think little Stephanie is going to get across how she feels in a very unique way." Sylvia sent the cane whistling across Stephanie's bent over ass.

A muffled scream came out of the poor girl as a deep red line appeared on the upper part of her bottom cheeks. Carl jumped too as his cock vibrated in her throat as muscles clenched with her scream.

"I do hope daddy's in a sexy mood, because I'm not stopping until he comes." Sylvia laughed as she landed another stroke, just below the first.

Another scream from Stephanie and another moan from her father as the girl's pain was transformed into friction on his excited cock. Stephanie's feet were kicking the floor as she tried to avoid the blows, but they came relentlessly. At the fifteenth stroke Carl was starting to approach an orgasm. Sylvia delivered five fast, sharp slices that drove the screaming teenager crazy. Carl came furiously, sending wads of semen down his daughter's throat. Stephanie choked and gagged but could not move away. The girl's bottom was criss-crossed with red lines left by the cane, at one point were two lines intersected a drop of blood could be seen.

"I must say, you two have a great relationship!"

Sylvia said as she unfastened Stephanie and lifted her to her feet by the hair. "If you'll excuse us, Steph has to get ready for a hot date." She pushed Stephanie out the door without looking back.

Later that evening, Stephanie stood in front of a tall mirror. Evidence of the past day had been washed away, although under the clothes she wore there were still the welts from the cane on her bottom. Sylvia had the girl dressed to kill, in an off the strapless black evening dress that showed off her creamy shoulders. The tops of her breasts were revealed in a plunging neckline that just stopped short of her nipples. The dress had a tight waist and the hem stopped a just a touch higher than mid-thigh. Under the dress she wore black, shear panties with shear stockings and a black garter belt. On her feet were 3 inch black heels. Sylvia had done her hair to perfection as well.

"Well, no wonder this Stevens guy was taken with you." Sylvia said slyly. "That's a very hot look for a young girl like yourself."

"Please don't make me do this." Stephanie pleaded finally. Although with what had happened so far, she no longer believed that there was any thing that was to harsh for her to do.

"Now what did we say about talking?" Sylvia said. "I don't want to mess up the beautiful job I've done because you forget the rules and need to be punished." Now Sylvia smiled. "But just in case there is still some doubt as to whether you can do what I've told you to do.." She walked over to a curtain and drew it back. Behind the curtain was a window into a dark room lit by only a fireplace. Sarah was in the room, naked and tied over a wooden trestle. A bald oriental man was anally raping the bent over woman his large cock. Sylvia pushed a button on the intercom device mounted beside the window. Instantly, Sarah's cries could be heard in time with each forward thrust of the large intruder in her small anal passage. A video camera was set nearby, no doubt recording the scene live for Carl's viewing pleasure.

"I hate to interrupt your fun, Master Li." Sylvia said. "But could you give us a small sample of your talent for persuasion?"

The man said nothing, but pulled out of Sarah and walked to the fireplace. Taking a pair of iron tongs, he lifted a small burning ember out of the flames. He approached Sarah's exposed ass, with the glowing material held before him in the tongs.

"No, please don't!" Stephanie cried, placing her hands on the window pane.

The man did not acknowledge her. Using one hand, he pried open the crack of her ass. He quickly placed the burning ember in her ass crack, just above her anus. He then dropped the tongs and used both hands to close her ass cheeks. Sarah let out a long, piercing scream. Her legs could be seen pulling franticly at their bindings as she struggled to dislodge the fire burning into her tender flesh. Master Li held the ember in place for a minute, then released her as cheeks, causing the ember to fall to the floor. The skin in her ass crack where the ember had been was a deep red, with blisters starting to form. He placed his cock back at her small anus and thrust into her again.

"I'm sure you understand your position now."

Sylvia said, to the now crying teenager, as she closed the curtain. "You will meet with Mr. Stevens tonight. You will not speak a word unless told to. You will do everything and anything that he asks or Master Li will get a chance to play with young Beth."

Dale Stevens walked into the Prince's ornate office for the second time. He had no idea why the Prince required another meeting, the hand delivered message had contained no details. He also wondered if that little stuck-up bitch would be around again. He still entertained dark thoughts about her. After all, he thought, she had practically hung all over him that night, teasing him until he was bursting with lust, only to play the shy virgin when he responded in kind.

The Prince looked up from the papers on his desk. "Thank you for attending on such short notice." He said, as Dale sat down.

"I'm honored, as always, but I was not aware that there were any more official details to be ironed out since our last meeting." Dale asked as he sat in a plush chair.

"Indeed, that is so." The Prince said with a smile. "I had intended to discuss business of a more personal nature with you today."

"And what might that be?" Dale ventured warily.

"I have recently discovered that certain.... competitors of mine have been receiving inside information from your embassy. Also, that this information comes from a bright young staffer who's tastes exceed his meager civil service salary." The Prince said smoothly.

"Are you accusing me of ..." Dale replied indignantly. Although he knew exactly what the Prince was talking about.

"Not at all. Just pointing out the possibilities if this information were true." The Prince gestured expansively. "For instance, it might be advantageous to me if the information going to my competition were to cross my desk first. It would allow me advance notice of certain things, perhaps some of the material could be slightly altered before reaching the opposition's eyes. I would be appreciative to the individual in ways that my competitor cannot."

Now this was getting interesting, Dale thought.

But he still had to play this cool until he was sure that this joker was on the level.

"I still have no idea what you're talking about."

Dale replied, hoping that his deception was visible, but not too visible.

"Let me demonstrate." The Prince said generously as he pressed a button on his desk. "My competitors offer financial reward for services rendered I'm sure, and I do the same. But I believe that I can offer, shall we say a 'perk' that they can't match."

The Prince became silent as Stephanie walked into the room, followed by Sylvia. Dale's jaw almost hit the floor. It was her! The little tramp was dressed exactly as she had been that night. The same sexy black dress, hair done the same way, hell, he thought, even her perfume smelled the same. Sylvia was in her working clothes, a white lab coat that ended at mid thigh with white stockings and heels.

"I believe you have already met Stephanie."

The Prince said." Say hello to my guest Stephanie."

"Hello Mr. Stevens." Stephanie said in a quiet voice.

"Young Stephanie has agreed, for personal reasons, to be owned by me for a period of time." The Prince said as he came around the desk and stood beside her. "Until an as yet undetermined future date, this young lady belongs to me in body, if not in soul." He placed a hand lightly on a bare shoulder. "And possessions of mine I can of course bestow upon others as 'gifts' for their loyalty and service."

"Is some kind of game?" Dale asked irritably.

"If you have something to say, please say it. Otherwise I'll take my leave now."

"Very well Mr. Stevens." The Prince said.

"Your people lack the grace of polite conversation. But I do can be abrasively direct when I desire. What I am offering is, in addition to the usual financial arrangements, the use of young Stephanie in exchange for the informational items mentioned earlier."

"You've got to be kidding!" Dale exclaimed, although he noticed a deep blush coloring the pretty teenager's face.

"Stephanie, kneel in front of Mr. Stevens and kiss his shoes until I tell you to stop." The Prince ordered.

Stephanie slowly kneeled before Dale's chair.

Dale watched her pretty head lower to his shoes. He almost died when he felt her lips pressing against the toe of his leather dress shoes.

"As you can see, she will accommodate anything you desire without complaint." The Prince smiled. "Do we have an equitable deal?"

"Yes." Carl breathed, still staring at

Stephanie's bare shoulders in the strapless, black dress as she continued kissing his shoes.

"Very well." The Prince said. "I other business that requires my attention. Feel free to use the girl for the rest of the evening, Sylvia will assist you."

The Prince left the room. Dale was still speechless, staring down at a formally stuck up young tease, as she continued kissing his shoes. Dale's imagination was running wild.

He turned to Sylvia. "I can do anything I want with her?"

"Anything at all, she belongs to you temporarily." Sylvia replied. "But you must not cause any permanent damage to her. Our master frowns upon de-valuing property that he lends out."

"Why isn't she saying anything about this?" He asked.

"She has certain instructions to follow." Sylvia said. "She is not to speak unless told to by you."

"She will do anything I ask without force?"

"Yes, however you may also use her with force if you like." Sylvia said with a sly grin. She could almost see the drool coming out of this guy's mouth.

"Stephanie, take my shoes and socks off."

Dale ventured. The girl stopped kissing his shoes and took them off his feet, pulling his socks off as well.

"Now you may lick and suck my toes for a while." Dale said as he smiled down at her. There was the briefest hesitation before he felt warm, soft lips engulf one of his big toes. He ran a hand along her exposed shoulders, thinking how much fun he was going to have with his pretty new slave. When he tired of the soft lips and tongue playing with his toes, he lifted her up by the hair so that she was kneeling upright in front of him.

"May I point out that you look particularly stunning tonight Steph." He said looking her in the eye for the first time since she slapped him at the embassy.

"Put your hands behind your head and keep them there." He ordered. Reaching for her, he placed one hand on the side of her face and gently cupped her soft breast through the dress with the other.

"You weren't very impressed the last time I did this, eh?" He said as his hand started rolling her breast around. "I do recall getting a nice stiff nipple reaction before you so rudely interrupted me. Of course, there will be no interruption this time." He pulled down the dress cup that was barely covering her breast, revealing a perfectly shaped breast with a very erect nipple. He quickly pulled down the other cup, leaving both bare before his hungry gaze.

"Wet your fingers and play with your nipples for me." He said as he pulled his cock out of his pants. She hesitated for a second until she felt a hand grasping her hair, pulling her head back. Sylvia looked down at her, there was no mistaking the message in her eyes. Stephanie licked her fingers and started caressing her own nipples. Her face blushed as she watched the excited eyes of this hated man watching her stimulate her own body.

"Turn around and bend over." Dale ordered.

Stephanie turned around on her knees and lowered herself to her hands. Then she felt a hand between her shoulder blades shove her head to the floor, leaving her bottom stuck up in the air before Dale's hungry eyes.

"What have you people been doing with her?"

He asked, running his hands up the outside of her thighs, lifting the hem of the dress up to her waist. This revealed black garters and a skimpy pair of black lace panties. The panties covered very little of Stephanie's bottom cheeks, and criss-crossing red lines decorated the pale skin.

"She was caned recently, as you can tell."

Sylvia said as she knelt with her knees on either side of the teenager's head. "All of her holes have been broken in, she was a virgin when she came to us."

Dale pulled the small panties down to the girl's thighs. With her bottom stuck up in the air the way it was, Dale could immediately see the pretty, bare cunt and above that, the small dimple of her anus. He cupped the moist lips of her pussy with one hand while tickling her anal entrance with the thumb of his other hand.

"Too bad, I would have liked to have done that myself. But this little bitch turned into an ice queen just as we got rolling." He punctuated 'bitch' by shoving his thumbs into both of her dry holes, producing a short cry and some squirming of the pretty, young girl. A sharp slap for Sylvia on the girl's hip stifled the cry and stopped the movement. Dale moved his thumb back and forth in her anal passage, watching with fascination as the tight little ring of flesh clung to the intruding digit.

He stood up, opening his pants and pulling out a very erect cock. "Roll her over, I want to see her face when she gets fucked."

Sylvia grabbed Stephanie and flipped her onto her back. She grasped the youth's stocking-covered ankles and pulled them back and apart, leaving her bare privates lifted and spread for the grinning man. He stared at the frightened girl's eyes as he knelt before her and placed his erect cock at the entrance to her pussy. She let out a short gasp as he shoved the length of his cock into her tight pussy. She turned her head away, but he grabbed her chin and roughly forced her face towards his as he began pumping into her with slow thrusts. Seeing that the man's body would hold the girl in place, Sylvia released the ankles she was holding. Standing up, she opened her lab coat and let it slip to the floor. Underneath she wore nothing but white garters to hold up the stockings.

"Wow, do I get to play with you to?" Dale said with wide eyes as he continued fucking the beautiful, young teenager.

"No." Sylvia said with a hint of disgust. "I'm here to help you enjoy the Prince's gift. Towards that end I will do anything you wish."

Dale thought for a moment. "I hate to have all the fun by myself, why don't you sit on the little slut's face and let her eat you?"

Sylvia smiled as she moved forward unit her heeled feet were on either side of the girl's head. Stephanie stared up into the woman's hairy cunt as it was gently lowered towards her face. She tried to shift away, but Dale kept her pinned with his thrusting body and his hand on her chin held her face straight up. Sylvia sighed as she settled down on the teenager's face. She shifted herself so that the wet lips of her cunt pushed down on the girl's closed lips.

"Open your mouth please." Sylvia said, as she moved herself back and forth on the girl's face. "I want to feel your tongue inside me, I'm sure you don't want to be punished in front of your new friend."

Stephanie, face now soaked with the excretions of the hot cunt that was almost smothering her, opened her mouth and extended her tongue into Sylvia's cunt. Immediately she had to swallow the flood of juices that started pouring into her mouth.

On seeing this, Dale started pumping faster and quickly shot a load of semen into the young girl. He pulled out and sat back, still watching Sylvia grind her hips over Stephanie's face.

"What else can I do to her?" Dale asked as Sylvia closed her eyes in a silent orgasm.

"I think you might want to deal with the issue of her slapping you in public." Sylvia said as she lifted herself off the girl. Stephanie's face was wet with Sylvia's fluids as well as her own tears.

"Yeah, that would teach the little bitch as lesson, what can I do?" Dale was practically salivating at the thought of punishing this girl with her 'holier than thou' attitude.

"There is another room in the palace that is well suited to this kind of thing, follow me." Sylvia instructed as she pulled Stephanie up by the hair and pushed her out of the room. Dale quickly pulled up his pants and followed.

Stephanie was on her knees in the new room, naked save for a set of heavy leather straps. In addition to the usual ankle and wrist cuffs, she now had thick straps on each thigh and a large belt digging into her midsection. Sylvia was busy arranging several chains connected to pulleys on the walls to either side of the girl. The room was fairly small, with various rings and pulleys connected to many places on the walls. The only other item in the room was a large cabinet, which was being inspected by an excited Dale.

"How would you like her arranged for punishment?" Sylvia asked.

"What is the best position?" He responded as he picked up an item from inside the cabinet. "And what is this thing?" He lifted up a large transparent plastic tube with a plunger on one end and what looked like a large nozzle on the other.

"That would depend on what method of punishment you wish to use." Sylvia smiled. "That instrument is a type of enema, you can fill it up with various liquids and insert the nozzle into a girl's ass. Then you can use the plunger to force the liquid into her bowels. You can do it more than once to increase the volume of liquid she has to hold. She will start to have severe cramps and the pain is excruciating." Sylvia smiled. "It is a favorite of the Prince, especially with young, small girls."

"Have you done this to her yet?" He asked.

"No, although her little sister received a mild enema earlier." Sylvia said. "Would you like to try? It is very exciting when the severe cramps start, along with the screams."

He walked in front of Stephanie and held the large nozzle up to her face. "Yes, I think that will do nicely" Dale smile into the terrified teenager's tear streaked face.

Sylvia pushed the girl's shoulder down so that she was on her hands and knees. The chains came next, two chains connected her wrist cuffs to pulleys at floor level on each opposing wall. The same was done to her ankle cuffs and thigh straps. Two large chains from the ceiling connected to either side of the waist strap. Sylvia then tightened the chains. Stephanie's ankles were held apart, the chains held her thighs open, and the waist chains kept her bottom from dropping when her knees were pulled apart. Stephanie's weight was partially supported by her knees and partially by the waist chains. Finally the wrist chains pulled her arms as far as possible along the floor to either side. Without the support of her arms, her upper torso to fell to the floor. Dale walked behind the teenager. The effect was incredible, the girl's bottom was up in the air, thighs held apart, her chest and head bent down to the floor.

Sylvia retrieved a plastic basin from the cabinet and started filling it with hot water from a faucet in the wall. As it was filling she added some soap solution from a small bottle, causing the water to bubble slightly. When the basing was full, she placed it beneath Stephanie's spread thighs and motioned for Dale to begin.

Dale placed the large nozzle into the hot water and pulled the plunger back. The hot, bubbly liquid was drawn up into the transparent cylinder. He then carefully placed the tip against the girl's small anal opening. He smiled as he forced the device into Stephanie, her small opening stretched wide to accommodate the large nozzle. This extracted a long moan from Stephanie, who had been mostly silent until now. When the device was fully inserted, Dale reached back to the fully extended plunger and began pressing it home. Stephanie immediately started shaking her body within the limits of the chains, crying out as vicious hot liquid was forced into her bowels. When the device was empty Dale withdrew it from the crying teenager's ass. Immediately, Sylvia reached down and forced a large, rubber plug into the distended opening.

"We don't want the little darling letting go early do we?" She said. "It usually helps if you make her jump around a little after taking one of those, it kind of loosens her up inside" Sylvia said as she held the plug in place. "You can use that whip in the cupboard on her back for now."

Dale found the whip, it was a series of long, knotted leather attached to a handle. He walked to the whimpering girl and let the leather strands run across the side of her face.

"You know," He said, smiling sarcastically down at Stephanie's tear-streaked face. "You're not such a bad date after all!" He punctuated the sentence with the whip, sending a hard blow into her back. Instantly, red lines appeared where the leather cords cut into her pale skin. Dale delivered several strokes across the girl's back, getting a sharp cry from her with every impact.

"Time for her second helping" Sylvia said as she pulled the plug out from Stephanie's ass.

Dale quickly re-filled the plastic cylinder and plunged another dose of hot water into Stephanie. When it was done, Sylvia re-inserted the plug into the now constantly moaning girl. This time Dale picked out a kind of metal cane. The device consisted of a rubber handle attached to a thin, flexible metal rod. The rod was three feet long and about as thick as a car antenna.

"That is usually best on the backs of her legs."

Sylvia advised.

Dale rested the rod on the back of a slim calve, the raised it up and brought it down with a quick stroke. Stephanie let out an astonished scream, a thin red line appeared on the back of her leg. He gave her four more slices on her calves before he had an idea of his own. He stepped back and sent a whistling slice into the sole of her left foot. Stephanie screamed her most agonized cry yet and leaped against the chains. He sent another cut into her right foot and she jumped around for a few minutes before collapsing.

"You've made her faint." Sylvia noted. "Get ready to give her another dose of water while I wake her up."

Dale re-filled the cylinder for the third time and shoved it into the girl's stretched anus. Sylvia held a small vial under Stephanie's nose and the girl jerked awake, eyes wide as the plunger started shoving more water into her bowels. When the device was again empty, Dale felt under the girl's belly. He was not surprised to find a slight swelling due to the amount of water he had injected into her.

"This time I think you might enjoy plugging her yourself." Sylvia smiled as she ran a hand through Stephanie's hair.

Dale got the message. He dropped his pants and placed his painfully erect cock at the teenager's nether entrance. Stephanie screamed in protest, but it was lost in a gasp as he shoved his length into her already overpressured bowels.

Dale sighed as he started pumping into

Stephanie's bowels, some of the water starting to leak out around him. This Prince sure knows how to live, he thought to himself.

The End