Take up, little bitch! The Mistress is waiting for you!"

Danielle hadn't realized she'd fallen asleep. She struggled to open her eyes, fighting to remember where she was. Suddenly, she heard a sharp crack that coincided with a sudden burning sensation across her buttocks. That not only woke her up, it served to remind her of situation.

She rolled quickly over onto her back and sat up. There was another strange, naked young woman confronting her, riding crop in hand, and a cruel smile on her hard but pretty face. How many strange naked ladies did that make for the day anyway? There had been Adelle, and Maria and Gereti, and then sweet Fanny.

Fanny's face was the last thing she remembered seeing before falling asleep. She remembered the pretty girl giving her a nice, long bubble bath, the attentive little hands soothing her abused body, rubbing her down so nicely. Then she'd been led over to the bed and made to lie down while Fanny had disinfected all her scrapes, and rubbed some sort of soothing ointment onto all her bruises. Somewhere along the way, she'd drifted off to sleep.

The crop came down again, this time catching her across her thighs. "Aiyyee!" Danielle squealed.

The woman confronting her laughed at the cry. "Come on! I don't have all night! The first stage of your initiation into our happy little family is about to begin, and it wouldn't do for us to be late! Who the hell gave you permission to sleep, anyway?"

Still somewhat disoriented by her abrupt awakening, Danielle stumbled out of the heavenly comfort of the water bed, and onto her feet. She rubbed at her eyes, and tried to give her summoner a look-over. The woman stared at her impatiently. "Never mind. Go into the washroom and wash your face. That'll wake you up. And don't take any more time than you have to!"

Danielle shuffled off into the bathroom. She paused, looking for the sink, and found herself having to smile. She would never again be able to enter this room without thinking of Fanny. The short time she'd spent with that pretty brunette had almost made all the fear, pain, and abuse of the day worth it! This, however, wasn't the time to start daydreaming about that.

She washed her face as she'd been told, trying not to think about Fanny. The water did indeed wipe the sleep from her eyes. That, in turn, brought the throbbing of the welts across her ass and thighs into sharper focus. She looked down, and saw the angry looking line across her thighs, right at home among the other bruises she'd acquired. That in turn reminded her that while she'd survived till now, there was probably much worst yet to come!

The young woman with the crop was waiting for her by the entrance to the washroom. She grabbed Danielle's arm with painful force, and began dragging her to the exit. At the door to the suite, she stooped to pick up a piece of black cloth lying on the floor. "Your blindfold. I dropped it on the way in."

Danielle used the opportunity to get a make a quick study of the woman before her eyes were covered. Noticing the attention, the woman smiled. "I'm Sandy." she said by way of introduction. "I'm the head of mansion security during the day shift. Because of you, I'm putting in a little extra overtime tonight. Not that I mind." The last words had a cold, cruel ring. "So go ahead and take a look. Maybe later we'll have a chance to get to know each other better."

Sandy was five seven in her bare feet, and she looked strong. She had the physique of a swimmer, lean, with wide shoulders, and a flat stomach. Her hair was a light, coppery-brown color but was dyed blond at the sides. She wore it cut very short except at the front where it hung down in a wavy curl. Her face was attractive in a tough sort of way. She had piercing steel-blue eyes under brows that had a pencilled-in look. Her small nose was sharp but cute. Her thin lips made her mouth look cruel. Her breasts were small, the muscle apparent beneath the softer flesh. She had tiny, pointed nipples. Her hips were slender, and her asscheeks were firm and compact. Her shaved pussy was one of those where the inner pink was completely hidden by the outer folds. She had strong, shapely legs, though her calves did look just a little too thick with muscle. Her feet were on the dainty side. Small and pretty, with delicate, straight toes, they were perhaps the only part of her that retained any femininity.

"Enough," Sandy suddenly snapped. "Time to get this show on the road." She tucked her riding crop under her arm, and moved in with the blindfold. Danielle stood still and let the thick piece of cloth be placed over her eyes. Sandy leaned in very close in order to tie it off behind her head. Danielle detected the faintest hint of a fruity perfume. Somehow it seemed out of character.

"You were wearing cuffs when you came in. Where are they?" Sandy asked.

Danielle blinked. With her sight taken away, she was feeling very helpless, and uncertain. One thing was for sure. She hadn't even realized that her hands had been freed. She had no clear memory of the cuffs being removed. Her mind strayed back to the massage she'd received as she'd drifted to sleep. "Maybe Fanny?" she mumbled mostly to herself.

Sandy laughed. "If so, the little bitch is going to be in real shit! Mind you, knowing her, she did it just to give me an excuse to discipline her! It's okay. We'll get another pair of cuffs on the way down."

Danielle was still unsure of what the rules in this place were and just how she fit in. Her gut feeling was that she should keep her mouth shut. But her curiosity got the better of her. "Where are we going?"

All Sandy said was, "And I'll get you a gag to go along with those cuffs."

They started off to wherever they were going. Danielle quickly lost track of where she was. Sandy guided her through a number of turns, and down a set of stairs. She tried to relate it to the path she'd taken on the way in, but it was hard to do without her sight. It didn't seem the same, but who could say?

They stopped, and she was made to wait while her guide left her for a while. She knew Sandy had returned when one of her wrists was grabbed and pulled behind her back. The cold metal of a cuff bit tightly into her flesh. She quickly put her other wrist behind her, not wanting to give Sandy an excuse to use the crop. That wrist was promptly cuffed as well.

"Now open your mouth," Sandy ordered her. "And I think you'd better tilt your head back."

Danielle swallowed, and did as she'd been ordered. She felt something being forced between her lips and into her mouth. She'd been expecting a gag, but this felt like a large, hard, plastic dildo. It was pretty thick. Her jaw was forced apart till it ached. It was fairly long too. Before she knew it, Sandy was forcing the tip of it into her throat, and Danielle had to fight her gag reflex. Mercifully though, after only the second inch had entered her throat, Sandy stopped pushing, and strapped the dildo-gag into place.

"It's mostly plastic," Sandy told her, "except for a bit of metal in the head. It's made so that an electrical cord can be plugged into it, and shocks set off in your throat. You won't have to worry about that being done unless you do something deserving of punishment. Just remember to breath through your nose. But I doubt I really need to tell that to a slut like you. Now come on. The Mistress is waiting."

There followed a long, straight stretch of corridor, after which they stopped. She heard a door slide aside. They stepped into what she guessed was an elevator. When her stomach lurched, she knew that she'd guessed right and that they were going down. It was a quick trip. Then the door slid open, a wave of chilly air blowing in and giving her gooseflesh.

"Welcome to hell, Danielle," Sandy whispered in her ear.

Once again, Sandy grabbed her arm and pulled her forward. She suddenly found a cold, damp, rough floor beneath her feet. The momentary shock of the cold made her go to her toes, and hop up and down. Sandy laughed and said, "Wimp!"

They continued forward. Danielle couldn't resist dragging one of her feet over the rough floor to feel it out. She couldn't, however, tell whether it was of stone, or concrete. It did feel like it could be one or the other. She didn't need Sandy's clue to figure out that she was in the dungeon.

Then she heard the voice that had so mesmerized her only that afternoon. "Thank you for being so prompt, Sandy," Adelle's tone dripped amused sarcasm. "I'll settle with you on that score later. Privately. As to her, uncuff her hands, and stretch her out on the main table. There's work to be done on her."

Danielle once again felt that indescribable rush of something to her head that she'd experienced in Adelle's presence earlier in the day. It was as if someone had suddenly given her a drug that made her willing to do anything. She stood meekly as Sandy freed her hands and then led her to one side until she felt herself bump into a waist high slab of stone.

"Sit up on this," Sandy ordered her.

She moved to sit on the slab. It too was cold, but she found she liked the way it felt. It soothed the burning of the welt she had on her ass. Sandy guided her with her hands, forcing her to slide over more and to turn her body a certain way. "Now lie down and stretch out. Extend your arms above your head and spread your legs as wide as you can manage."

Danielle did so, a strange thrill running through her. Somewhere in her brain, some small part of her complained that she was acting wrong. It was as if something in her recognized that she was reacting like a completely different woman. But she found herself not caring about that. Instead, she reached up and out with her arms, and genuinely forced her legs as far apart as she could manage.

She felt new sets of cuffs being attached to her wrists and ankles. There were extra sets of hands working on her. It wasn't just Sandy. But with the blindfold, she couldn't tell exactly how many other girls might be there. Whoever they were, they were not talking, so she couldn't use that to judge.

When she had once again been firmly restrained, she heard a gentle hum, and felt herself being slowly pulled on, a deliciously painful tension being placed on her spread limbs. Thankfully, it did not reach the point of being truly painful. Then she felt a section of the table, underneath her lower back and jutting half way beneath her buttocks, start to rise. This forced her ass up off the table. She was forced to arch her back painfully. The effect, she assumed, was to make her crotch totally accessible. But it also helped keep her head tilted back so that the dildo in her throat wouldn't bother her too much.

"Very nice," Adelle said from somewhere farther off in the room. "She's going to make a very nice addition to my little stable if she works out. Thank you Sandy. Now let Pam and Nina shave her." Then her voice assumed a harsher tone. "Clean her from the armpits down, girls! You know the drill."

Danielle tensed, and then felt two pairs of tiny hands rubbing some kind of lotion onto her body. One pair started at her feet and slowly worked its way up her legs. The second set of hands rubbed the strange tingly substance into each of her armpits and then went straight down to her crotch. There, more of the lotion was spread over her cunt and into her ass crack.

At first the lotion just made her skin tingle pleasantly. Then she slowly started to itch. The itch built up to a slow burn. Within a few minutes she was squirming uncomfortably, moaning into her gag. It felt like hundreds of tiny insects with needle-point legs were running around on her bare skin. It was a very annoying and distracting sensation.

The hands working on her upper body finished rubbing first. The other hands were still working on her thighs. Something thick and wetly sticky was suddenly applied to each of her armpits. Then the same stuff was slapped wetly into her crotch and spread out over her cunt and ass crack. At least this stuff cooled the itch in those areas!

After a minute, she felt the stuff under her left armpit being tugged out. She could sort of feel the hairs going with it. It stung, but not too much. It was, she thought, actually a rather nice way of getting rid of unwanted body hair. The same thing was done down below. At the same time, the second pair of hands finished rubbing in the lotion, and started smearing the gooey stuff all over her legs, not missing the slightest spot.

"You were probably expecting something a bit more dramatic," she heard Adelle say. "But this system works too well. I had it developed for my own personal use, which is why there's so little discomfort involved. Your body hair has been removed right from the roots. At the same time that lotion will make your follicles incapable of growing new hair for almost six months. Rest assured, the treatment will be renewed before then."

Danielle took a long slow breath and forced herself to relax. She had indeed expected a more painful treatment. She used this opportunity to regain some of her composure. The gooey stuff was being peeled away from her legs now, and she could tell it wouldn't be long before she'd have to deal with whatever the next part of her initiation involved.

As soon as the last of goo was peeled off, a blast of very cold water was jetted against her. She would have cried out if not for the dildo stuck in her mouth. Her body jerked in its bondage and she began to shiver uncontrollably. She got gooseflesh all over!

But the hands returned and began washing the lotion off her. The scrubbing blunted the cold. By the time the water was turned off she felt fresh and clean, and her skin tingled pleasantly.

A hand cupped her newly bared crotch, feeling the smoothness of her skin, and prying her pussy open to take a peek inside. "Very nice," Adelle purred into her ear. It was her hand on Danielle's cunt. "I hope you're ready to face the first part of your initiation. You'll be in for some really intense pain over the next little while. Normally, I keep new girls here in the dungeon and break them in slowly. But I really need you on the job. So you'll be working days, and making up for the lost time at night. However, the first order of business before we can begin with the serious stuff is for you to be purged. Sandy, you know what to do. String her up."

Danielle felt herself being freed from the restraints of the table. Then she was pulled to a sitting position and helped off the slab. There was someone on either side of her, each holding one of her arms. They half-dragged her some unknown distance. Then she felt loops of rope slipped over each of her wrists. These were pulled tight, and then the ropes pulled up and apart. The ropes continued to pull till she was lifted far enough off the floor that she couldn't even brush it with her toes.

Next her legs were pulled apart and tied that way. At the same time, she felt her buttocks being pried open. Suddenly, a nozzle was being forced up her ass. She squirmed in discomfort. She knew what was coming.

Again though she was surprised. She did indeed receive an enema. But no one went out of their way to make it painful for her. Only enough liquid was pumped into her to flush out whatever solids were in her system. Small, delicate hands massaged her bloated belly, and then the nozzle was removed and she was encouraged to immediately release the contents of her bowel. She did so, using the opportunity to empty her bladder as well. Then she was once again rinsed off with cold water.

"The fun is over now, love," she heard Adelle tell her. "At least for you. My fun is just beginning. Okay, Sandy, go ahead. Plug her up."

Small, agile fingers forcefully spread her cunt open. Then a thick metal object was pressed up against her hole. "We'll be inserting a couple of dildos like the one in your mouth into your cunt and ass." This was Sandy talking to her. "This means that they're equipped to channel current. Of course these ones will be much bigger than the one you're sucking on, and they're metal all over."

The one being shoved up her cunt felt huge! It was stretching her more than Fanny's fist had! It also felt endless. She really couldn't tell how much they were forcing into her. But she would have sworn it was at least a full foot. Finally, it was in as far as her captors wanted, and they strapped it into place. Almost immediately, the process was repeated with her rear passage.

This time, the insertion really hurt! The dildo being forced into her ass wasn't much smaller than the one in her pussy. She could feel her sphincter tearing, and not just a little bit! The gag muffled her screams, and the blindfold kept the tears from pouring freely down her face. But she was sure that her face had turned red and purple from the strain and the pain!

"Nina," she heard Adelle order, "take her right foot, and Pam, you take her left. You know what to do. Sandy, you work over her backside. I'll do her front personally.

Danielle held her breath, awaiting whatever abuse was in store for her. Instead, she felt two hands grab each of her ankles, and small mouths close around the toes of each of her feet. The hands and mouths felt childlike, and she remembered Maria mentioning that Adelle also kept very young slaves. But she had no time to wonder about it, or to be repulsed. Twin agile tongues licked the balls of her feet, and between her toes. They sucked on her gently, and it felt surprisingly divine. She hadn't realized that having her feet sucked on could feel so good.

Whips struck her front and back simultaneously. One caught her across the tight flesh of her buttocks, and the other landed across her breasts. The pain flashed through her like fire. Her nerves had been primed by the pleasant sensations in her feet, and the contrast served to heighten the shock effect of the blows. The pain in her breasts though made her nipples stiffen. She found that almost embarrassing!

The sucking of her feet continued, and so did the whipping. The next blows caught her across the small of her back, and the middle of her lovely belly. It felt like they were using fairly supple leather whips, and not crops or anything like that. Danielle knew her experience in such things was limited mostly to the events of the day, but all the reading she'd had to do on such matters would seem to point to her conclusion.

The dildo gag, of course, muffled her screams. They came out as gurgled whimpers. Her throat was beginning to hurt from being stretched straight, and from the abuse of her vocal chords. She was very aware that all the dildoes inside her were wired to shock her, and she knew her tormentors would not be able to resist using them. Her fear and terror threatened to overwhelm her.

Lashings landed along the back of one thigh and up hard into her cunt. Some of the force of the pussy shot was broken by the protruding end of the dildo, but it still hurt like hell! Her torturers were picking up the pace as well. The whips rained down on her faster than before, though still at a deliberate pace. Not a single area of her body was spared! One shot landed on the back of her neck, making her head snap forward painfully, and she nearly choked on the dildo in her throat. Another blow was landed with the tip of a whip against the left side of her face!

Her world was pain now. It was the burning of her skin, the throbbing of her bruises. It was the welling up of despair from the inner core of her being. It was also the humiliation of the dampness developing in her pussy. How could her body betray her like that! She sought to shut out the world. She wanted to pass out and not feel what was being done to her, but there was a buzz running through her system, singing through her brain, that made it impossible for her to black out.

It took the new pain in her feet to make her realize that the licking there had stopped. Pins were being driven into the top of each foot. She felt them inserted and slid lengthwise below her skin. New convulsions racked her suspended body, but there was little she could do to demonstrate her agony that she hadn't done already.

More pins were inserted into her feet by the deft little hands. Pins were pushed under the fingernails of each toe. Others were driven right through the flesh of her toes from side to side. Amidst the cracking of the whips, the grunts of Sandy and Adelle, and her own muffled cries, she swore she could hear girlish giggles of pleasure.

Then what felt like thumb-tacks were pushed into the bottom of her feet, in the fleshy part right before the heels and on up to the base of her toes. It was silly, but in that endless red ocean of pain that her mind had sunk into, she had the clarity to wonder how bad it would feel to walk in the morning!

Suddenly, Adelle yelled, "Break!"

The torments stopped. Or at least no more blows felt. No more pins were stuck into her feet. The agony continued unabated, having built up a monstrous momentum.

"Cool her off!" Adelle's voice, cooly business-like, sounded a million miles away.

Cold wet sponges gently assaulted her body, rubbing off the sweat that had been pouring from her tortured form. There were a lot of them. Danielle couldn't be bothered to keep track of how many. They sponged her off from her head down to her feet. The cold soothed the burning of her welted skin, but did nothing to help the pain in her feet.

The sponges withdrew. The shocks that surged through the dildoes buried in her body caught her by surprise. The jolts ran through her cunt and ass and the back of her throat. Every muscle in her body spasmed at once and she stiffened as they pulled against her restraints.

The current stopped as suddenly as it had begun. She went limp in her bonds, her brain in a grey fog of pain. She was at the breaking point. She could no longer think straight. The torture seemed to have gone on forever. When the electricity came on again, the shocks succeeded in doing what the whipping and the pricking had not.

She passed out.  

Adelle

Adelle stared at her unconscious slave and admired her battered body. The girl looked quite good covered with cuts, welts, and bruises. Adelle found most women were at their best that way, but Danielle seemed especially suited to bearing the angry red and purple marks. She smiled briefly when she recalled what her half- sister called it -- "slave make-up".

"Should I revive her right away, Mistress Adelle?" asked Sandy.

Adelle turned her attention to her household security chief. She'd always had a deep liking for Sandy. The young woman was a model of cruel efficiency, and she was always very eager to please. Adelle rarely had reason to punish her and really enjoyed every opportunity she got. Sandy was not a masochist. She hated pain and humiliation. Adelle loved making her submit. "In a moment, my dear," she said, a dramatic frostiness in her tone. "There is still the matter of why you took so long to bring her down."

The security chief shrugged and stared at the floor. "She was asleep when I got to her room. It seems Fanny took the liberty of removing her bonds, and I had to go hunt up another pair of cuffs for her."

Adelle smiled, looking thoughtful. "Fanny, eh? Is that who you've paired her with? Interesting."

"Do you want the little slut punished?" Sandy asked. She was eager to pass the blame for her tardiness onto someone else.

Adelle laughed. "I always want everyone punished." She stared right into Sandy's eyes as she emphasized the word everyone. "But this time," she continued, turning away, "I've something else in mind."

Sandy nodded, a trifle disappointed. She still wasn't sure she was off the hook. Now she might not get to torture Fanny either!

Adelle noticed the sour look and laughed. "Oh, don't look so glum. You may give her a good stern reprimand. No, I'm thinking in the long term. Did you monitor them? How well did they get along?"

Sandy half-shrugged. "I wasn't watching their room myself, but the report I glanced at seems to indicate that they were quite," she paused seeking the best word for it, "smitten with each other. I can have the recording piped to your room later if you wish."

"Smitten. Beautiful. I think Fanny is going to be part of Danielle's final exam. I'm going to use that little bimbo to test this bitch's loyalty to me."

Sandy looked intrigued, but held her tongue. "Don't think that I've decided not to punish you though," Adelle suddenly snapped. "I'm just going to put it off to later."

The vicious blond mistress turned once again to admire her newest slave. But when she heard the giggle, she lowered her gaze to the two young girls kneeling at Danielle's feet. The two pretty things, who'd been admiring the job they'd done on Danielle, froze when they noticed her attention was on them. They looked at her fearfully. "Face down, sluts!" Adelle commanded. "I've told you more than once that you are not to look me in the face without my permission!"

Pam and Nina quickly lowered their faces to the cement, touching it with their foreheads. This ensured that their eyes could only see the floor. Adelle nodded. "Very good. You do know how to follow orders. Now why didn't you get it right the first time? It seems the two of you will have to be punished as well. We'll take care of that when we've finished with Danielle."

Pam and Nina were two of Adelle's youngest servants. They were lovely twelve-year-olds both of whom were making a rapid trip through puberty. Normally Adelle's taste ran to older girls. She liked her slaves and victims old enough to really appreciate the abuses she heaped on them. While she did like to torture children, she never kept them around long. She found them boring. Pam and Nina though had captured her imagination. She had decided to have them trained to be full servants in her house. She still had plans to torture them to death. Unless she changed her mind, they would be snuffed before their sixteenth birthdays.

In the meantime, they were a joy to behold.

Both were just under five feet tall. Pam, the shorter of the two at four foot eight, was a honey-blond. Her hair was neck- length, and hung in waves about her cute, round face. Her eyes sparkled a lively blue. Traces of her baby fat could still be seen in her cheeks, and when she smiled she had the most adorable dimples. Her breasts were very well developed for a twelve-year- old. They were already the size of apples, and very firm. Her nipples were babyish; tiny, rosy buds. She was just short of plump. Again, it was probably just the last bit of baby fat. Her hips were nicely curved, and her ass pleasantly chubby. Her bald mons was very fleshy. Her clit was surprisingly long and thick, and sometimes Adelle found herself wondering whether she should let Pam survive to adulthood so she could see just how big that bit of flesh would get when she was full grown. Her legs were short but well proportioned in their compact way, with killer thighs. Her feet were small and chubby.

Nina, a brunette, was three inches taller than Pam. Her dark tresses hung down to mid-shoulder. Her face was a slender oval shape. Dark lashes set off sultry brown eyes. Her cheeks were sharper than Pam's, and her mouth fuller. There was a quiet innocence to her appearance. She would have looked at home in a convent. Her neck was long and slender. Her body was slender too. Her breast growth had not been as precocious as Pam's. Hers were just starting to swell up, but she already had thick, long nipples. There was not an ounce of fat on her, but neither was she bony. Her belly was flat and soft, and she had a cute little navel. She had one of those classic shapes, where the ass seemed to stick straight out behind her. It was this ass that had grabbed Adelle's attention. It was a perfect behind. Perfectly round at the hips, tight, full, and firm in the buttocks, it was surprisingly adult. The slenderness of her thighs left an ample opening below her shaved crotch. Her pussy, like Pam's, promised to grow into a fleshy one. Her clit was just a tiny button, but her labia already hung well down below her slit. Nina's legs, unlike Pam's, were in perfect proportion. They weren't long enough to be coltish, but they were perfect little-girl legs. Nina had pretty feet too. They were small and perfectly shaped, with the sweetest looking little toes.

But it hadn't been just their looks that had grabbed Adelle's attention. It had been their youth and temperament as well. Despite the fact that both girls had been very innocent when they'd been taken, both had demonstrated a horniness beyond their years. This had made it a snap for Adelle to mould them into the perfect slaves. It had also been a delight to cultivate their meanness. She had turned them into sadistic little sluts, and they loved it when she had them help her torture other girls. In fact, there was no limit to what they were willing to do. They would torture, or kill, anything, from full adults to babies, male or female, with equally fascinated pleasure.

As victims, they were a treat. She had trained them to complete submission. Neither girl was truly masochistic, though sometimes Pam came close. They didn't like pain. But they were so obedient that they would willingly submit to any torture she cared to devise for them. They were so well trained that she could pass them on to anyone else to use, and they still behaved. They didn't require her special gifts to persuade them.

"I don't believe you all!" Adelle continued musing aloud. "We come down here to break in one girl, and I find myself having to discipline all of you! Let's wake Danielle, so we can get on with the program."

Sandy fetched two small vials and a syringe. She filled the syringe with the contents of the first vial and handed the second vial to Nina. Finding an easily accessible vein in Danielle's leg, she gave her the needle. She disposed of the used syringe, and returned to take up the second vial, all the time counting slowly to a hundred. When she was sure that the needle had been given enough time to start working, she opened the second vial, and waved its contents under Danielle's nose. The abused young woman's head snapped up. Her body quivered, then stiffened in its bondage. She let out a long, muffled moan.

"She's all ready to go again," Sandy happily announced.

"Fine. I think we can start her on a little of phase two," Adelle declared.

"That's a bit soon, isn't it?" Sandy asked, uncertainly. "It usually takes several days of abuse before we go on to the next phase."

Adelle nodded. "I know. Consider this an experiment. We're in a hurry, and I need to break her in quickly. I've got to start her on the job right away. That's already against regular procedure. So the conditioning has to start now. I believe that the accelerated program will work on this girl. The preliminary evaluation of the psych questions she answered today say it's a good risk." She looked down at Nina and Pam. "Take her down and help her over to the sensory chair."

The young girls nodded. Nina went to the winch control and began letting Danielle down while Pam untied the cords holding Danielle's legs apart. Danielle was whimpering and shaking. When her feet hit the floor, she didn't even try to stand, but slowly folded to the ground. Pam finished with the ankle ropes and quickly moved to untie her wrists. Nina came over to help. Then they each draped one of Danielle's arms over their shoulders and began dragging her to the far end of the dungeon.

In spite of their youth and small size, the two little slaves were quite adept at moving full-grown victims around. The needle Sandy had given Danielle had an interesting side-effect. It had helped force her to consciousness and it would make it hard for her to pass out again. But it also left her muscles too loose and relaxed for her to struggle effectively. This made it even easier for Nina and Pam to move her around.

At the far end of the dungeon Sandy had already opened the door to a special chamber. Adelle entered and began setting up the program she wished to run for Danielle. In spite of what she'd told Sandy, she knew that moulding Danielle into the type of servant she needed might be tricky. Until now, every girl she'd broken had been exposed to many days of abuses. They'd all been desperate to embrace any course that would deliver them from their private hells.

But what Adelle did with her servants wasn't just induce servitude. She brought out their sadistic sides. She brought out their remorseless cruelty. She sought out the Mr. Hydes of their personalities, the monsters kept chained in the darkest corners of their psyches. She not only freed these monsters, but gave them a free hand to explore their deepest fantasies in her employ. Nothing they could dream up, no matter how vulgar, violent, or ugly was denied them.

These evil sides were sometimes so deeply buried, so reviled by the slaves-in-training, that some of her subjects had preferred to die rather than to be remade in their own nightmare image. Adelle had discovered that prolonged exposure to abuse would begin to break this resistance. Then she would combine pain with pleasure. She taught her victims that pain could be pleasure if dealt in a controlled manner. Finally, she began teaching them that inflicting pain, torturing other human beings, was the greatest of all sources of pleasure.

The sensory chair was a primary tool in this process. It was simply a metal frame onto which a subject could be securely strapped with all the sensitive body parts left exposed. These would in turn be hooked up to a variety of sensors, both passive and active. They could measure a victim's physical responses, and they could be used to apply additional stimuli, both painful or pleasurable. The chair's chief purpose was to monitor the subject's reaction to the information Adelle would present to her in the form of videos and, sometimes, live demonstrations.

Adelle watched her two young slaves drag in Danielle's limp form. She'd broken in both those young sluts in this room. The memory still brought a smile to her face. Pam hadn't needed much conditioning in order to be broken in. Nina had taken a little longer. She'd been brought up with strict sexual taboos. But when she'd finally given in to the programming, she turned out even more remorseless than her friend. Their "final exams" made up some of her favourite video footage.

Sandy grabbed Danielle's legs and helped the girls put her onto the chair. They strapped her down. As soon as that was done, Pam and Nina went to their knees and lowered their faces to the floor. They'd learned quickly! Sandy began the long, involved process of attaching all the sensor pads to Danielle's body. The pads were taped on all over. They went on her face, along her arms, in the armpits, down the belly and up her back, along the bottom and inside of the thighs and calves, and the soles of the feet. Sandy paid special attention to the ones that went on the breasts, nipples, and clit. Special sensors plugged right into the dildos still buried in all of Danielle's holes so that they needn't be removed.

While Sandy was doing her job, Adelle picked up a short, thin, flexible metal rod. She moved up behind her two young slave-sluts. She stared down at them. "Nina, get on your hands and knees. Pam, I want your tits. Move over in front of Nina and lie back over top of her. Spread your knees wide. You too Nina."

The girls quickly complied. Nina kept her straight down. Pam shuffled in front of her and backed up till her ass was pressed against the back of Nina's head. She leaned back so that her proud tits stuck straight up. She reached back with her arms to help hold herself in place. She spread her knees as wide as she could. Nina did the same. Due to the slenderness of her thighs, and her position, her cunt was a lot more accessible.

Adelle brought the rod down hard right down the middle of Pam's luscious tits. The hard metal sank deep into the soft flesh just below the nipples, and Pam screeched! A thin red welt formed across the milky whiteness of Pam's skin. Adelle struck her again. This time, the rod came down on the front of the tits. It was a harder blow, though it wasn't hard enough to break the skin. Pam cut her shriek off into a whimper.

The next blow came down against the full cheeks of Nina's ass. The shapely little brunette quivered and her ass jerked forward trying to evade the blow. Pam had to hang on tightly not to lose her position. Both girls knew well what Adelle would do to them should they move out of this pose without her permission. Neither one wanted to anger their Mistress!

Adelle walked around to stand in front of Pam's reclined form. She lifted one of her perfect feet and stuck it up high between Pam's full thighs. "Spread your knees a little further, bitch!" she ordered. She pressed against the thighs with her toes, and Pam did her best to comply.

Satisfied that she had the room she needed to work, Adelle brought her foot back and kicked the pretty young girl right between the legs. Pam, braced for a blow of the rod, was caught by surprise. She grunted in pain and just barely kept herself kneeling up, or bringing her hands to cover her fat pussy. That would have been a big mistake!

Adelle sighed and kicked her again, enjoying the way the pussy felt against her toes. The girl's fleshy cunt was already wet. Pam enjoyed this sort of abuse just enough to have it quickly get her hot. Adelle, using the rod as a cane for added balance, pushed the ball of her foot against the cunt and rubbed it firmly. Pam's moan changed to one of pleasure.

Adelle lowered her foot, took a step to the side, and brought the rod up hard between the girl's thighs. Even before Pam could finish screaming, Adelle struck her again. These were hard sharp blows. A third followed quickly, and this time the tip of the rod struck right against the thick, tender clitoris. Pam shuddered in agony. Tears began streaming down her reddened face. Her teeth were clenched and her hands tightly gripped Nina's waist.

Adelle reached out with her left hand and ran her fingers over Pam's crack. It was very wet now. As much as she hated it, Pam could not help but respond sexually to the pain. Soon Danielle would have the same conditioning drilled into her.

The regal blond mistress took Pam's clit between the nails of her thumb and forefinger and squeezed hard, pulling on it. Pam's mouth opened wide, and the cute girl moaned long and hard. Adelle twisted the nob of flesh hard, and suddenly Pam was in the midst of a massive orgasm. Adelle's fingers were drenched with the sexually precocious youngster's pussy juices. She let go the clit and brought her hand to her mouth. She began licking it clean, enjoying the taste, as she watched Pam's quivers of pain and pleasure come to an end. Pam had one of the sweetest pussies she'd ever tasted. There was a strong muskiness to it too. It made for delightful eating.

She didn't want Nina to feel neglected. She walked around to stand behind the other's spread legs. She pushed the tip of the rod gently into the back of a thigh, and ran it down the leg, and over the sole of Nina's small cute foot. Nina had perhaps the prettiest feet in her harem, at least for now. Perhaps as she got older they'd lose some of their cuteness. But for now, Adelle loved to torture them. They were surprisingly sensitive to pain considering Nina was forced to go barefoot at all times which should have toughened them.

Adelle could not resist hurting them right now. She jabbed down hard with the point of the rod right in the center of the slender foot. Nina gasped in pain, her foot jerking and her toes curling prettily. Luckily for the young slut, the rod's tip wasn't pointy enough to actually pierce the skin. But Adelle had hit a nerve, forcing the muscles to cramp painfully.

She raised the rod and struck down on the other foot the same way. Then, without pause, she began to whip the back of Nina's thighs. She struck each one in turn, beginning just above the knees, and placing each new welt an inch higher until she reached the buttocks. Nina cried out shrilly at each impact, and by the end was sobbing loudly. Adelle paused briefly and admired the results of her handiwork.

The pause was short-lived. Reversing the rod in her hand so that she held the thick end forward, she spread Nina's asscheeks with the fingers of her left hand and pressed the end of the rod against the young girl's asshole. She brutally shoved the first four inches into the girl's ass, getting a nice long scream in reaction!

Nina had taken thicker objects up her rear hole during her training. The suddenness of this penetration rendered it painful anyway. Adelle had purposely shoved the rod's tip against the left side of the sphincter instead of driving straight up the middle and the impact stretched and slightly tore the delicate muscle. Adelle withdrew the rod, and repeated the penetration, this time banging against the other side on the way in.

Nina arms buckled at the elbow. As she bent down in agony, Pam, caught by surprise, fell off to a side. She quickly got back up, flashing a look of helpless desperation Adelle's way. It looked so cute, thought her Mistress. But rules were rules. Both girls would have to be punished further for breaking formation!

"I'll settle with you both for this error later. Get back into position. I'm not finished with my games yet. Sandy, how much longer till we're ready to proceed with Danielle's session?"

The security chief was taping a sensor to the bottom of Danielle's right foot. She had paused to remove the tacks in her way first. "I'm just about done with the wirings. I'll just have to run a check on the equipment to make sure that everything's functional. Another five to ten minutes should do it."

The two young slaves resumed their pose, moving quickly, not wanting to give their Mistress any further excuse for punishing them. Adelle took the opportunity to put away the rod and pick up another toy. It was a pair of pliers with short pointy needles dotting its jaws. She admired it for a minute, then decided where she would use it first.

She moved in behind Nina, bent over and reached between the girl's legs. With her left hand, she pinched the long labia together, pulling down on them firmly. She placed them in the mouth of the pliers and began to squeeze. The needle-points pressed hard against the taut flesh, then penetrated it. It happened too fast for Nina to react before her nether lips were holed. The poor girl screamed blue murder and jerked her torso up. Once again, Pam found herself falling from her perch.

Adelle didn't let the pussy lips go. Taking a firm grip on the pliers, she began jerking down with them. The cruel jaws tore at the captive tissues. Little rivulets of blood began dripping onto Adelle's hand. Her lust fired by the sight of blood, she was tempted to tear the pussy lips right off her slave! But finally, she decided that it was not the right time or place to mutilate the girl. Reluctantly, she released the tortured bits of flesh.

"On your backs both of you, and spread yourselves," she ordered. When they complied, she knelt between Nina's legs and brought her mouth to the ravaged little pussy.

She sucked the bloody labia into her mouth, enjoying the salty taste of blood. She rolled the flesh around on her tongue. The girl started to juice. Compared to Pam, Nina still didn't get very wet, nor did she turn on as quickly. But she tasted nice, and Adelle loved sucking on fleshy pussies. She stuck her tongue into the girl's tight hole and scraped her teeth along the tender folds of flesh, making the petite beauty release a long whining sigh. Thanks to her training, Nina had already forgotten her pain, having it transformed completely to pleasure by her Mistress's attentions.

She had no intention of eating Nina to orgasm. The little slut hardly deserved it. Slowly she withdrew her face from the tiny twat, kissing and licking the girl's lovely thighs on the way out. She really found this girl attractive. Pam too. Maybe she wouldn't be able to wait those three to four years to snuff them!

She moved over to Pam. This time she knelt over the girl's head facing her plump and eager body. "Suck me," she said simply. Pam eagerly did as she was told. Clasping her hands over her Mistress's buttocks, she pulled her face up into Adelle's pussy and began licking and sucking with gusto. Though young, she'd been well taught, and had turned out to be something of a natural when it came to using her slutty mouth to give pleasure.

Adelle sighed. She had total control over her pleasure centres, even as she had total mastery over pain. She could, if she wanted to, easily focus past the feelings in her pussy, or she could concentrate on them to enhance her pleasure and speed her orgasm. She did neither for now. She just relaxed and revelled in her power and position.

She reached down and took one of the firm, youthful breasts in her left hand, squeezing it harshly. Pam's face pushed hard against her pussy, and the girl's moan felt good against her flesh. It was too bad, she thought, that Pam's nipples were still so babyish. There wasn't much there on which to use the pliers. But she knew where there was. She let the breast go and bent forward.

Pam's pussy was before her, the girl's large clit hard and sticking out from between the plump outer folds. Adelle licked her lips and dropped her head down to take the sexy morsel between her lips. She pressed her tongue against it. Again Pam moaned into her pussy. Adelle sighed with pleasure. She could feel the girl's pulse throbbing rapidly against her lips and tongue. She began nibbling roughly on the sensitive knob. With her right hand, she placed the cruel pliers down on Pam's pillowy thigh.

Ever since she was little, Adelle had been fascinated by pussies. She found cocks and balls interesting too, and didn't mind torturing them. But nothing compared to the thrills she got when she was abusing a pretty pussy. Perhaps it was due to the lust she felt for women that she didn't feel for men. But though she loved to torture tits and pretty faces, assholes, feet, thighs, and whatever else, torturing pussy was special. If the pussy was especially pretty, full-fleshed or tight, whether it was young or old, she could literally spend hours and hours playing cruelly with it and not be bored.

Before she could go further, she heard Sandy clear her throat. She looked up. "Yes?"

Sandy looked a little embarrassed at having to interrupt her. "Danielle is ready to go. All systems are up and running properly. All you have to do is choose which program you want to run."

"I'll be right there. I want you to raise the stage. I might want her to watch a little live action as well."

Sandy nodded, and pressed a button. A nine by nine foot section of the floor directly in front of the chair slowly rose up till it was three feet higher than the surroundings. The area was dark now, but there were spotlights in the ceiling that could be used to flood it with light.

Adelle looked regretfully at Pam's pussy. There would be time later to slake her lust. She rolled off her slave and got to her feet. "You two get on your knees and wait for my orders. I've got other uses for you."

Along one wall of the room was a programming console. She walked over to it and considered the selection of tapes. Her first selection was a tape made of Danielle's predecessor, the late Anne- Marie. It would be good to show Danielle what she should expect from her job. Next she decided on tapes of Nina and Pam in action. She had the girls here where they could be made to interact with the subject. That would help make the reality of it all sink in. Then she smiled. She had some really neat footage of Fanny both as a victim and as the abuser. Considering how fond Danielle was supposed to have become of the little bitch, it should have a good impact.

Was it wise to include snuff-footage right away? Or would the shock be too much too soon? It was, perhaps, best to wait on that. She shouldn't let the experimental nature of this accelerated session tempt her into varying too much from her tried and true technique. For the same reason, she wouldn't use the olfactory mask, or the taster tube on the poor girl and overwhelm her with too many stimuli. That could wait for later sessions. No. The tapes she had so far would be enough. She could supplement them with a live session if she felt it necessary.

She loaded the tapes and keyed in the code that would unlock the controls for the chairs active features. Sandy would man the main controls, freeing her to watch the session and evaluate Danielle's responses.

"Okay, dear," she said to her lieutenant as she moved to stand next to Danielle's bound body. "We're all ready to go. Turn on the video, and let's get this show on the road!"

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