Chapter 3: Punishments

Cora pulled on the leash, and thus on Ariel’s vagina, and led the blind slave behind her. Ariel didn’t know where she was or what she was walking on barefoot. She felt the rain and the cobblestones under her bare feet. Ariel stumbled blindly behind Cora, who kept pulling painfully on the leash. At last she could feel no more rain and smooth stone under her feet. But she had already bumped her left foot hard on a step. Tears welled up in her eyes, partly because the spiky balls scratched and stung her breasts. “Watch out, step!” laughed Cora. Ariel carefully felt her way up three steps with her feet, while Cora pulled impatiently on the leash. She was led through a large wooden door and then stepped onto a wooden floor. She heard some astonished exclamations, which showed Ariel that she was once again being exposed in public, and she blushed again. But she couldn’t think about it for long, as her sewn-up vagina was already being pulled violently again. She stumbled on, bumping her foot on a chair again before being led down a few steps. This time, however, Cora warned her beforehand. After the stairs, there was a short corridor, and Ariel thought that this must be where the toilets were, judging by the aroma. She feared that she would have to drink piss from strangers in a toilet again and lick a dirty toilet clean, but Cora continued to pull on her vagina. Now she went through another door and Ariel had to stop. The handcuffs and leash were removed and she was groped by many hands without anyone saying anything. “On all fours,” Sonja suddenly ordered into the silence and Ariel got down on her hands and knees. Sonja turned her slightly into position and continued: “Now crawl forward until I say stop”. Ariel crawled forward blindly and stopped when she got the signal from Sonja. She heard some scratching and scraping noises, which she identified as chairs being pushed across the floor. “Now take off the blindfold!” came from Cora. Ariel took off the blindfold and realized that she was under a large, old wooden table. Around the table were 24 people sitting on old wooden chairs, all naked from the waist down at least. A note was thrown under the table to Ariel. The note read: “You have already polished the cocks and pussies of everyone here several times, licked their asses and drank their piss. They will now take it in turns to give you a sign and you will lick or suck the person giving the sign. We expect you to know who you have satisfied. If you are allowed out from under the table, all private parts, chairs and the floor are clean!” Ariel hadn’t quite finished reading the message when she heard a snap, turned and crawled to a man sitting at the front of the chair. She opened her mouth and pushed back the foreskin of the flaccid member with her lips. Surprisingly, she tasted soap. She played around the glans with her tongue and the penis quickly became hard. She moved her head up and down quickly and soon the man came, shooting his sperm deep into her mouth. As she licked the member clean, she heard the door open and smelled roasting meat. After a flick, she crawled over to a woman and started licking her while food was apparently being served on the table above her. The people on the chairs talked and ate, praised the food and drank while Ariel climaxed one by one under the table. The women were all clean, the men were once again four horrible pigs who had obviously not washed for days.

After she had drunk twelve loads of cum and twelve shots of cunt juice, one woman held a note to her cunt. Ariel crawled over and read it: “Whose is this lovely cunt that the dirty slut had the honor of licking?” The tattooed rose made it easy for her to answer: “Mistress Sonja, this enchanting pussy belongs to Mistress Sonja, Mistress!”

“Good,” said Sonja and stood up. The note then went from cunt to cunt. Ariel recognized all her mistresses, as well as Elke and Pia. They all got up from the table. She guessed Stephanie and Sandra wrong, as they both had completely hairless, shaved, bare teenage pussies, but then the last one could only belong to Julia. Now only the men were sitting at the table, and another note was already hanging from a tail. Ariel read it: “Who owns this great cock, which was blown by a dirty slut?” Ariel had no idea who the twelve men were. There were four very long cocks on two very young and two older men, which she recognized as four guys from yesterday’s humiliation. She also recognized the computer expert Tommi by his voice, but she didn’t know where he was now. So Ariel advised: “Master Tommi, this great cock belongs to Master Tommi, Master!”

“Wrong, stupid cunt!” Laura shouted from a distant corner and continued, “That’s Master Erich, you should really remember him from the youth hostel!” Ariel replied twice more with Tommi, the second time she was right. With the four long-tailed guys, she replied: “Master, I don’t know your name. But I had the pleasure of meeting you yesterday!” Then she replied five more times, “Master, the cunt doesn’t know who you are, Master!” Laura enlightened her: “Bitch, we are very disappointed in you that you didn’t recognize your favourite piercer Andi, your favourite sex shop owner Robert, Petra’s boyfriend Michael and his good friend Jens from the station police, the carpenter Alex, the first man you blew and our janitor Frank from the boarding school. I can’t believe you’re so stupid. You’ve given them all several blowjobs, swallowed their piss and licked their asses. The two railroad policemen in the station toilet, our janitor at yesterday’s men’s event, Andi when you got your rings, and so on. So you didn’t recognize two helpers and eleven masters. This is very disappointing and must of course be punished. Of course, the four men you recognized as participants in yesterday’s event count as not having been recognized, otherwise you could have said to all of them: ‘I know you, I’ve blown you before’. The punishment will be very painful for you, but it will give us a lot of pleasure. We also want to find out how far your super self-healing power, paired with Susi’s healing ointment, will go. So: 13 masters and mistresses not recognized means for you 130 strokes on each of your tits, 130 strokes on each of your ass cheeks, 130 strokes on each of the soles of your feet, 70 strokes each in your ass crack and cunt. As you can’t divide 130 or 70 by 24, you will receive 6 or 3 strokes on the relevant parts of your body from each person present. Now come out from under the table and lie on your back on the table.” Of course, the mistresses had intended for Ariel to receive as many punishments as possible. This afternoon, they wanted to find out how much pain their slave could endure and therefore came up with four extremely painful and cruel punishments. They also wanted to test how far Ariel’s healing powers actually went.

Ariel had listened in dismay to the judgment under the table, from which she now crawled out, trembling with fear, and climbed onto the table. She saw that she was in a vault furnished in medieval style. She saw a pillory, several chains and whips on the wall, as well as some knight’s armor as decoration. Obviously it was an inn where these knights’ dinners were offered, where you were allowed to behave like 500 years ago, eat with your hands and of course drink a lot. Ariel lay down on the table, the spiky balls now pricking and scratching the outer sides of her breasts, in the meantime everyone else present had already put their masks back on so that their faces were unrecognizable. Sarah tied Ariel’s wrists to her ankles and her elbows to her knees. “Spread your knees wide apart,” she whispered in Ariel’s ear, and when Ariel had done so, you had a wonderful view of her sewn-up cunt. One after the other, the participants marveled at and fondled Ariel’s vagina, breasts, nipples, stomach, legs and feet. Some stuck their fingers so deep into the slave’s mouth that she began to gag. The mistresses let this happen for several minutes until Laura finally said: “We should start the punishment!”

Table

Susi tied a rope to Ariel’s left knee. Ariel had to slide her bottom to the edge of the table and then lie on her back. Susi passed the rope hanging from Ariel’s left knee under the table and tied the end of the rope to her right knee. Naturally, the rope was pulled tight so that Ariel lay on the table with her thighs spread wide apart. If her cunt hadn’t been sewn shut, you would have had another beautiful view of a wide-open virgin cunt. As her hands and elbows were tied to her ankles and knees, her knees were floating in the air and the muscles in her thighs were already a little sore. Now Sarah wrapped another rope around Ariel and the table directly under Ariel’s breasts and knotted it tightly so that Ariel could no longer raise her upper body.

Jenny handed Pia a black leather strap about 10 cm wide and 50 cm long. Pia hit the sewn-up cunt three times as hard as she could. Ariel instinctively tried to squeeze her knees together, but this was of course prevented by the rope on her knees. Even her attempt to sit up was prevented by the restraint under her chest, but her head shot up and she screamed out her pain. Even before her head was back on the table, she received the next three powerful blows to her sewn-up vagina from Stephanie. After Elke, Julia, Sandra, Laura, Jenny, Sarah, Susi, Petra, Cora and Sonja had each delivered three very powerful blows, Ariel’s vagina was already extremely red and swollen and tears were streaming from her eyes. Sonja handed the strap to Tommy. He delivered his three strokes with all his strength before passing the strap to Erich. He also hit the sewn-up cunt with all his strength and Ariel’s screams reached a new volume record. The men hit much harder than the girls. When Andi had delivered his three blows with all his strength, Ariel could only croak. Axel, Frank, Robert, Michael and Jens delivered their three blows full of joy and with all their strength, while Ariel screamed hoarsely. Finally, the four guys with the extremely long cocks hit her vagina three times, which was now very swollen and bleeding from several thread holes. Ariel could no longer scream. When this extreme ordeal was finally over and Ariel had received 72 brutal blows to her vagina, she just lay very still and apathetic on the table. It was impossible to tell whether she was even aware that Pia was removing the ropes from her knees and under her breasts. Ariel’s vagina looked devastating - so swollen that the stitches were no longer visible. The labia were all shades of dark red, dark blue and almost black. It almost looked as if there were two thick, dark sausages hanging between Ariel’s legs. When Sonja rubbed alcohol into the poor girl’s tortured vagina, she moaned softly. And when Susi put the syringe in her (between her cunt and asshole) so that the slave could feel the further torture and not faint, Ariel moved a little again.

“We’ll prepare the second part of your punishment now, in the meantime take care of our guests,” Laura said as she released Ariel’s hands and elbows from her ankles and knees. Sarah put a jaw clamp on her and opened it as wide as possible. Now Ariel was lying on her back on the table with her mouth wide open and her pussy throbbing painfully. While the twelve men took turns pissing into her mouth from erect penises, without exception, she heard her mistresses preparing something in the room. With the jaw clamp, she naturally found it very difficult to swallow, so that most of the twelve loads of piss ended up on the floor. Erich, a policeman and Robert also jerked off in her mouth again. During this humiliation she recovered so well that it was hard to believe what a cruel ordeal she had been subjected to just a few minutes ago. Now she heard Jenny say: “Get off the table!”

Chair

Ariel sat up and she immediately felt the weights pulling on her tits, the tips poking into her tender flesh. She also felt her hot, throbbing, tortured labia on her thighs, which felt like a foreign body to her. They were so swollen, in fact, that Ariel would not have been able to close her legs completely even if she had been allowed to. As she got down from the table, she saw what the others had prepared for her. A wooden pallet had been placed almost exactly in the middle of the room. An old wooden chair had been attached to this pallet. The chair had an upholstered backrest and

would also have had an upholstered seat if someone hadn’t cut a large hole in it. “Lie down under the chair so that you can see through the hole,” Sarah ordered. Ariel placed her head at the height of her temples between two short pieces of wood that were attached to the pallet under the chair. This meant she could no longer move her head back and forth. When Ariel was lying down, Jenny attached another crosspiece to the two short pieces of wood so that it ran across Ariel’s forehead. Now Ariel could no longer lift her head. Sarah and Jenny tied her forearms to the wooden struts of the chair, which were attached to the sides of the chair about 15 cm below the seat. Susi and Petra now bent Ariel’s upper body upwards so that Sarah and Jenny could tie her knees to the connection between the backrest and the seat. Finally, Ariel’s lower legs were tied to the backrest. Ariel was now lying under the chair with her mouth spread wide by the jaw clamp, her back bent painfully upwards, her sewn-up, swollen vagina directly in front of the seat and her unprotected asshole pointing upwards. Her thighs lay firmly to the left and right of the large hole on the seat and her lower legs went up at a 90 degree angle along the backrest so that the soles of her feet were also pointing upwards. It was a breathtaking, unique sight and extremely humiliating and frightening for Ariel. She trembled with fear and knew that she would soon be tortured further. And there was nothing she could do about it.

Pia now sat down on the chair, i.e. on Ariel’s thighs. She moaned and looked directly into Pia’s ass and pussy. “So, now you’re going to receive your 70 strokes on the asshole. Since that will take a lot out of you, we’ll be nice enough to protect you from drying out in the meantime. So keep swallowing, even if it hurts,” Laura giggled. And Pia started to piss. She pissed on Ariel’s face and in her open mouth. At the same time, she pulled Ariel’s ass cheeks apart as far as she could with her hands and Ariel’s asshole opened slightly. Jens hit Ariel’s wide open ass crack three times as hard as he could with a crop with a short, thin piece of leather attached to the end. He naturally tried to hit the back entrance directly with the piece of leather. The first blow hit her crack and the piece of leather went slightly beyond the anus and hit the sensitive area directly under Ariel’s cunt. In pain, Ariel choked on Pia’s piss and coughed miserably, while the next two blows hit directly into the wrinkled folds of her anus. Pia was still pissing on Ariel when Michael took over the crop and slapped Ariel’s asshole hard three times. The other eleven girls took turns sitting on Ariel, pissing on her face and in her mouth and spreading her ass cheeks wide apart while the others delivered their three full force strokes on Ariel’s anus. Once again it was unbelievable agony for the young girl. She screamed her pain hoarsely through her urine-filled mouth. She cried incessantly and hoped that she would finally pass out. But Susi’s father’s merciless serum prevented this. Finally, the four guys with the long cocks gave three strokes each and Ariel’s ass crack and especially her anus hurt indescribably. The whole area around Ariel’s anus was a single deep blue stain. Because of the unbelievable cruelty shown by the beaters, the poor girl repeatedly choked on her mistresses’ urine. Now she was lying completely apathetic under the chair again and only the restraints were keeping her upright.

“Cunt, if we left you like this now, your asshole would probably swell so much that you wouldn’t be able to shit for a few days. We’ve debated trusting your own healing power and doing nothing, but if your asshole swells up, it could be detrimental to your health. However, we are responsible mistresses and therefore refrain from doing so for now. But to prevent swelling, we must of course cool it,” Susi explained to the slave tied to the chair, looking down at her through the hole in the chair. It was impossible to tell whether Ariel was even aware of what Susi was saying, as she continued to lie there quietly and apathetically. Sonja now showed her a metallic butt plug that looked exactly like the rubber one: wedge-shaped, suddenly tapered at the wide end and a plate. The only difference was that this one had a hole in the middle of the plate and the plug was hollow. Sonja roughly pushed this plug into Ariel’s beaten buttocks. Now Stephanie carefully poured crushed ice into the plug and sealed it with a rubber stopper. Ariel let it all happen to her, as if in a trance. Ariel’s anus and anus immediately became ice cold, which was a relief at first, but after a few minutes it was torture. Now Andi, the young guy with the huge cock, and Michael were wanking on her face and open mouth. Finally Elke and Julia untied her from the chair. First her lower legs and thighs, and as Ariel was completely exhausted, her legs simply fell onto the pallet, causing her even more pain.

Iron

But Ariel was not given a break. Susi had a strange object in her hand. It looked like a flat iron, was about 5 cm wide, 2 cm high and a meter long. There were two larger holes at the ends and two smaller ones next to them. There was a hinge at one end and a padlock at the other. Susi unlocked it and unfolded the object. Now, of course, it was about 2 meters long and there were eight half-rounds in the iron. “All four of you,” Laura ordered. Ariel turned around and struggled onto her knees and hands. Painfully, the nipple weights pulled at her tits again. “You can take off the weights and the jaw clamp now,” Susi said. Ariel freed herself from the clamp and closed her mouth again after an eternity. Her jaw muscles and jaw were very sore. Then, with trembling fingers, she opened the carabiners on the weights and took them off. Ariel put them aside next to her and immediately got back on all four. Susi placed the object on the floor behind Ariel. Then she roughly grabbed her left foot and placed it by the ankle in the larger, left-hand indentation. She repeated this with her right foot and the right, larger indentation. “Put your hands between your feet,” Susi ordered. To get her hands to her feet, Ariel had to spread her knees, lift her bottom and put her shoulders on the floor. Susi took her hands, tightened them and placed them in the smaller indentations at the joints. Now she closed the object and locked it with the padlock. Ariel’s bottom was once again high in the air, behind the iron you could see her bound feet and hands, while her back curved nicely from her bottom to her head on the floor. Petra and Sonja grabbed the ends of the bar and pulled Ariel across the dirty floor. They didn’t care that Ariel whimpered as her breasts, shoulders and face were dragged across the hard floor. When the mistresses dropped the pole, Ariel’s neck lay between two holes in the floor. Laura now inserted a U-shaped iron pipe into these holes and locked it so that Ariel could no longer lift her head. The iron on her hands and feet was also fixed to the floor. “You will now count the strokes. With every mistress or master you just keep counting. But since you’re pretty stupid - otherwise you wouldn’t be here getting your ass spanked - we’ll be nice enough to give you six strokes each. Even you should know the six times one now. You will then thank each person who has given you their six strokes for disciplining you. It should read something like this: Thank you Lord for disciplining my left ass cheek,” Sarah explained. While Erich took a bamboo cane, Ariel was already sobbing violently. Erich reached out and hit the cane with all his might on Ariel’s left ass cheek. Ariel cried out, but the second blow hit her with full force. He let it hit Ariel’s left ass cheek six times with all his might. A red welt was left behind each time. Ariel screamed and moaned with each blow, but obediently kept count. After the fifth stroke, she said in a trembling, hoarse voice: “Six. Thank you Lord for disciplining my left ass cheek, Lord.” The sex shop owner relieved Erich and struck her six times brutally, hard and mercilessly with his belt. The dark red welts were now visible on a slightly lighter red ass. After thanking him, Andi hit her with a whip. One after the other, the two policemen with wooden spoons and leather straps, Frank with a table tennis bat, the carpenter with a short wooden slat, Tommy with the flat of his hand, Sonja with the belt and Cora with the bamboo cane each hit Ariel’s pretty left buttock six times. After these 60 strokes, her bottom was already burning like fire, but now Laura, Susi, Jenny, Sarah, Petra, Pia, Stephanie, Elke, Julia and Sandra also took it in turns to hit the same buttock six times each with the whip, cane, wooden spoon, belt, table tennis bat and leather strap. By the time Sandra had finished her six strokes, Ariel had thanked her for the discipline and her left buttock had been hit by a brutal 120 strokes, that part of her body was in pain. And through the untouched right half you could clearly see how dark red and swollen the left half had already become. But finally, the four guys with the long cocks, all with a belt, each hit the already glowing ass cheek six times. After the first 60 blows, Ariel hadn’t actually felt much pain from the blows, just a constant, burning pain. But she felt these 24 extremely strong, unscrupulous and terrible strokes very violently again. After her left buttock had finally received 144 strokes, Ariel sniffled and sobbed, and a small puddle of saliva had formed in front of her mouth. Her words, “144. Thank you Lord for disciplining my left buttock, Lord,” were barely audible. But the audience didn’t care, because they all took a close look at their victim’s ass. Laura also took great photos of it again. The difference between the swollen left ass cheek, covered in welts and bruises, and the untouched right ass cheek was remarkable. And the cheek that had not yet been tortured looked like a foreign body between the nasty swollen and red vagina and the equally red left cheek. “The bitch has turned quite a dark red. But now at least half of her ass matches her cunt!” Erich said happily. “It’s a good picture, but not quite perfect yet. That’s why we should make sure the whole ass matches the swollen cunt right now,” laughed Sarah with a belt in her hand.