21st Century Subterranean Slavery : Part I

“On you knees slave!” She obeyed and found herself still taller than the madam who proceeded to weigh and clutch her breast like the doctor had. I want you to watch and listen very carefully now. Look at the five female asses being eagerly displayed, what do you think they are hoping for?”

“I...I don’t know madam?”

“They are trying to entice me to love them passionately, listen to their moaning.” The moaning then increased. She held the business end of the riding crop to her mouth. “Moisten the leather slave it makes the passion so much sweeter. “That’s it lots of spittle,” she licked as the madam turned it between her lips.

She then proceeded to lash all five females one lash each, repeating that three times. They gasped with each lash and thanked her, then moaned and rotated their asses waiting for the next lash. They did not cry out, turning around and dropping to their knees when she was done. She then kissed and hugged each of them while all five moaned passionately. After necking with and licking the tears of the fifth female she stood back and motioned for them to stand; she then returned with a strange trance-like glow on her face. She pushed the crop in between One-eight-six’s thighs and then held her face with both hands. “I am falling in love with you, One-eight-six” she kissed her warmly and then pulled back gazing into her eyes with the glazed expression of a sick puppy.

“Kiss me passionately One- eight-six, I’m hungry for your love.” She complied desperately trying to avoid the riding crop. “That was beautiful, I feel a strong passion as if you truly love me; let me reward you.” She pulled the riding crop out and held it to her lips again. “Here lick it again my true love, the moisture seems to have dried up.” She stuck it inside her mouth letting her suck on it, while she smiled with an adoring expression before walking around her lashing the crop across her ass cheeks making her cry out. “Oh no I’m so disappointed I thought you really loved me; did you hear the other slaves cry out?’

“No madam I’m sorry.”

“That’s because they truly love me but you don’t seem to love me.”

“Yes I do madam.”

“How much slave?”

“Passionately madam.”

“So why did you cry out and not moan with pleasure when I returned that love?” She lashed her cheeks again. Like her daily lashes in the pit she managed to contain herself and moan a little.
“Well that was better, maybe you do love me. Kiss and fondle me passionately. She embraced the thick little woman caressing and groping her ass and tits as their lips and tongues met in a prolonged passionate kiss. The madam pulled back staring, her eyes two big question marks “I am not totally convinced that you truly love me but we’ll see. So…do you think it would be fair for me to test you passion with four more lashes?”

“Oh yes madam I promise not to cry out, I know that is how you love me.” She bit her lips and moaned, rotating her ass as the crop lashed hard across her cheeks five times. “Thank you madam for loving me,” she moaned.

“Ah, you got one extra; I get carried away when I truly love someone; oh your love for me has brought you to tears; I just love highly emotional slaves who love me so much they cry with pleasure.” She handed the crop to one of the females by the wall and then threw her fat little arms around her neck kissing her with a passion she had never before experienced from a man or a woman. She then pulled back with that adoring expression again and kissed the tears off her face. Suddenly standing back she ordered her to lie on the floor and then squatted and pressed her crotch onto her mouth. She kissed and licked her cunt using all the skills she had, while the madam grasped one of her tits sucking the nipple and then biting hard again and again around the nipples until moaning her climax from One-eight-six’s desperate but experienced tongue.

She then returned to her desk where her living chair had reassembled and she was carefully lifted up to recline in their fleshy comfort. Her phone rang and her back-rest reached for the phone holding it to her madam’s ear and was rewarded by getting a nipple pinched as she reached for one of the madam’s breasts fondling it gently. After finishing her conversation the phone was returned and the madam was very gently leaned forward to reach her work.

Three slaves were brought in a little while later and lined up in front of the table next to One-eight-six; a muscular black male, a blonde midget and a curvaceous Black Latino female.
She ordered the male black slave to step forward and the guard handed a clipboard to her back lean. She scanned the page.

“One-one-seven you served two clients, a sixty-four year old male and his sixty-seven year old wife last night. You failed to ejaculate while performing mutual fellatio with the male client. Explain yourself slave!”

“It had only been less than an hour since I ejaculated in his wife’s vagina while kissing him. I had performed dancing muscle poses to music for them for half and hour and then caressed and massaged her erotically while he watched for another half and hour. Then as additional foreplay I gave her a tongue bath including cunnulingus before penetration, I withheld my ejaculation of course until she finally climaxed. I must say madam that I was very proud having brought her to a climax after nearly two hour’s foreplay and she mentioned to her husband that this was her first time in years.”

“I can’t believe what I’m hearing One-one-seven; you’re proud…of a compulsory requirement! Not having a client climax is not punishable by any number of lashes; it’s an automatic stretch in the pit!”

“I’m very sorry madam; please increase my punishment accordingly for my thoughtless self-serving remark.”

“You can count on it, One-one-seven! I was very surprised to hear such twaddle, you have an excellent record with older female clients some much older but go on.”

“When the client ordered mutual fellatio I was unable to ejaculate, he did so and I swallowed as his wife held the plate. He wanted to see me scoop it up and lick it off my finger. I did ejaculate in his mouth in the morning before the guard picked me up.”

“You refused homosexual sex when first arriving her two years ago and spent five days and then an additional ten in the pit. Do I detect a return to this wildly absurd notion that a sex slave can choose not to be bisexual?”

“Of course not madam I am truly sorry for my past behavior I am devoted to my status as sex slave; the client’s gender is irrelevant. I proudly serve my owners to maximize their profits.”

“Very well it will be five days in the pit plus twenty lashes or you can choose forty lashes now. That includes the ten lashes volunteered for making that absurd remark. Which will it be One-one-seven?”

“Oh please madam forty lashes and thank you for being so lenient.” She was lifted and held by the waist standing on her live chair. It appeared to One-eight-six that the madam was infatuated with this handsome black muscular young slave.

“Look at my body slave; strike a pose.” He flexed his biceps and then the rest of his body like a body builder in competition. I demand you maintain an erection during your correction or you go to the pit,” his cock rose on her command. “Guard proceed, twenty lashes.

He never cried out, just bit his lips as he stared at his madam’s body flexing his muscles and maintaining his erection until the last lash.

“Very well slave,” she was lifted up on the table and got down near the edge while her back rest slave held her shoulders easing her down fitting one of her tits under the madams head as a pillow.. She spread her thighs. Fuck me slave while you get twenty more and you will ejaculate on my belly one second after the last lash. Three second intervals guard.” He rammed her while grasping her thighs; her eyes fixated on his body as he received twenty lashes. It appeared to One-eight-six that she climaxed several times. One second after the final lash he jerked his load on her belly; then immediately bending over he sucked on her vagina and then slurped his semen of her skin.

“Thank you very much madam I am grateful for receiving a sentence of love and compassion and also for being granted extra lashed for my gaffe. I will strive to improve my performance in the future.” She didn’t answer him and was lifted back down on her chair making some notes on his clipboard, signing it.

“Guard, take him to the warden’s office to have this punishment recorded.” The back rest handed her the clipboard and the madam then waved the midget female forward while scanning her clipboard.

“One-three-seven, you cried out in pain while being sodomized by, let’s see a forty-six year old black client. Explain?”

“He was a very large man, six foot-four I believe with a ten inch penis. I had satisfied him early in the evening performing fellatio swallowing his entire weapon completely several times and then downing all his semen with the help of a catching plate. An hour later he fucked my vagina and rammed it all the way in many times while I smiled up at him sweetly without showing any signs of discomfort. He ejaculated in my vagina and then rested for a couple of hours with me in his arms. We both fell to sleep and when he woke again he slapped my ass many times while I kissed him passionately

“He then stood and picked me up, fitting his cock to my anus. I asked him gently if I might suck his cock first for lubrication but he was adamant and already fully erect and then forced my body down ramming his cock inside me in one stroke. That’s when I cried out once. He slapped my thighs hard many times digging his fingers deep into my flesh and continued to ram me groaning with pleasure until he ejaculated and then put me down to suck his cock clean. He picked me up again and threw me across the room on the bed and then landed hard on top of me going to sleep. I never slept after that because of his crushing weight; I had difficulty breathing until the guard moved him off me when she picked me up.”

“As a fellow midget I can sympathize with you, for taking a ten inch cock in that tiny body. But you are trained to accept all pain associated with sex. So there is no excuse for crying out unless the client lets you know he wants to hear you cry. The reputation of the syndicate is at stake here. Was there blood guard?”

“Yes madam the Doctor has examined her anus and found some small tears and a little dried blood. As you can see madam his fingers left only acceptable bruises on her thighs and ass, no cuts.”

“Very well I won’t send you to the pit, even though you richly deserve it; one reason being that you are booked solid with repeat client. Come here,” the midget walked dragging her ball behind her and stood next to her madam. She kissed her warmly and then studied the clipboard. “Lets see you been here almost two years and you’re twenty one. It’s no wonder you’re one of the most requested slaves here and your English is really improving too.” She embraced and fondled her body.

“Thank you madam not many Russian clients here most of my orders are in English.”

“Well now how should I punish you?”

“Twenty lashes,” she said moaning hopefully. She kissed her again.

“Ah my beautiful doll you are hard to resist. Very well…, Guard.”

“Oh please madam, please, please, please would madam lash me please?”

“Alright, but asking for special favors means you’ll hold the ball while I give you twenty, plus an extra five for your impertinent request.” Picking up the ball she held it against her breasts and leaned forward. The madam was lifted down and proceeded to give her twenty-five very hard lashes without her uttering a single cry; her body jerked as the tears flowed while she uttered a muted, thank you madam and continued to wiggle her ass invitingly between each stroke.

One-eight–six wondered how anyone could withstand that much pain and only shed tears. The midget had the sweetest doll face she’s ever seen. Would she learn to do that herself since obviously pain would be to be part of her life now? The midget put down her ball and embraced her madam, thanking and kissing her passionately. The madam then returned to her table and made some notes on the clipboard before signing it.

“Guard, take this slave to the warden office to record her penalty.”

She waved the black female forward while scanning her clipboard.

“One-four-nine your client claims obstinate behavior, when you had been informed in the pre-briefing that this client wanted a loving, caring sexual evening with you, even vine and fine food.”

“That’s not what happened madam; he was a big fat ugly honky redneck, he beat me, called me a nigger. Said I was a monkey and not human.”

“Did he draw blood?”

“No madam”

“Did her ejaculate?”

“Yes three times.”

“Details?”

“First he sodomized me then regular sex and later a blowjob plus lots of beatings and insults in between.”

“Tell me what you learned during your training about a card the client fills out about his expectations?”

“That a client could lie to catch me off guard.”

“OK, in what respect.”

“The client might request a romantic evening and then beat me and call me names.”

“Why would he do that?”

“So the slave would approach him with a romantic mindset and then by suddenly being cruel the slave would be confused and show fear.”

“So if the card had said he liked to be cruel, physically and verbally or he wanted a rape situation, you would have been prepared, cowering and screaming with fear, before or during sexual intercourse while still making sure that he climaxed as many times during the night that he wanted.”

“Yes of course madam that’s all part of my training.”

“So where did you go wrong last night.”

“I…lost it madam, I’m sorry. It happened so fast I couldn’t think.”

“Also you think he was ugly but fortunately you didn’t tell him that. Where in your training did we give you the right to make judgments about a client’s appearance? It is you fate to serve sexually no matter what the client looks like; his looks has nothing to do with the submission required of a sex slave. He paid good money for a slave to be used for any imaginable act; that also gave him the right to call you whatever he wanted. We both know you’re human, what he believes is his business. The syndicate is only interest in his money, not his philosophy of life. You’re a sex slave who submits totally and unconditionally for the financial well being of the syndicate. You are a number; a non person and are not allowed personal feelings. We will see what kind of feelings you have after ten days in a rat infested pit, under four feet of concrete. Take her away guard.”

“Oh please madam; please I’ll take a hundred lashes, please I’ll be good from now on.”

“Oh I know you’ll be good; in ten plus five days for that outburst; the pit has a way of making slaves good!” She scribbled on the clipboard signing it and her live back rest handed it to the guard who dragged the sobbing slave away to be entombed.

Another slave had just been brought in already sobbing; “One-Seven-one, madam, from motivation class for correction.” she handed the clipboard to the live seat. She was short but not a midget and black; One-eight-six had never seen anyone that black. She had huge exotic eyes and an incredible sculpture body with a bubble ass and pointed tits with huge nipples reaching for the sky.

“One-seven-one, inattention in class room could not answer question on subject being discussed! Explanation slave?”

“None madam, I just let my mind wonder for a minute.”

“I see,” she had the seat flip a page. “Seven months with the syndicate only the initial nine days in pit. You are nearly nineteen, perfect record with clients. You’re lucky I’m in a good mood today; you should have gone to the pit for this. Thirty lashes!”

“Oh thank you madam, I do love you so much.” She motioned for the seatback to set her down and then had a footstool placed in front of her victim. A slave lifted her up making the two of equal height.

“Guard thirty lashes ten second intervals when I tell you. Do you love me sweetie” she said fondled her tits.

“Oh yes Madam passionately. She kissed her gently.

“Guard proceed.” She lashed her ass hard.

“Oh thank you Madam, I love you so much, Mm oh mm ooh.” The madam kissed her again as the next lash made her jerk She moaned thank you in her Madam’s mouth.”

“Hug me sweetie show me how much you love me.” She groped her Madam’s body passionately, kissing and moaning while the next four or five lashes fell. The madam held her head gazing lovingly into her eyes, kissing her tears while a few more lashes stung her victim’s ass. She alternated kissing her tears and gazing in to her eyes until the final lash struck.

“Thank you madam for not sending me to the pit, thank you; I love you so much.” She got off her stool and made her turn around feeling her painful globes with that glazed look of satisfaction on her face. She then walked back to her table and was lifted into her seat of flesh pointing at the clipboard. She added a note and signed it pointing at the guard.

“Take her to the warden’s office to have her punishment recorded. Guard, transfer One-eight-six to the warden’s office as well for further initiation. She picked up her ball while the guard connected her chain to the black slaves neck collar, leading her out behind a beautiful but very sore bubble ass.

To be continued

Reavan