Chapter 8: The new chair

The slave was only freed from her humiliating position in the boarding school parking lot and was allowed to put her white mini top and micro denim skirt back on after licking up her vaginal discharge from the dildo, the seat and the dirty car floor. By now it was just before 6pm and the other residents were back at dinner. As the six of them got out of the Voyager, the door of a white van parked in the parking lot opened. Axel and Joachim got out. “Hi, girls! We’ve got your order with us. It’s quite a lot of stuff to carry, though. Can you help us so we don’t have to walk so much?” asked Axel. Ariel blushed again, because of course the guys must have seen her licking the car clean while she was naked. “Gladly,” Laura replied and followed Axel to the sliding door of the van. He opened the door and handed Laura several pieces of wood, which Laura divided between herself and her friends. Ariel was allowed to carry two square boards - one had a large hole cut in it and the other had several small ‘wooden pyramids’ on one side. Ariel was actually happy to be allowed to wear these boards, as they allowed her to hide something of her slutty outfit. Axel and Joachim were carrying something that resembled a chair. A large device made of wood and metal. As quickly as they could, the six girls and two men ran across the courtyard to the dormitory, up the stairs and into Laura’s room. Once there, they all put down their belongings and while Ariel undressed and, as she had been given no other orders, sat on her feet next to the front door with her knees spread, her vagina stretched open and her clitoris exposed, Axel, Joachim and Petra ran back to the van.

As her new Rule 12 instructed, Ariel sat on the cold floor with her cunt gaping and watched as the others inspected the wooden parts and the chair until Petra returned with the two carpenters with another load of equipment. “I hope this chair meets your requirements,” Joachim explained. “We have tried to implement your wishes as best we can. The basic frame is a large metal chair without a backrest or seat. We have attached two leg rests to the front two feet, which can be moved and locked in almost any direction. You can strap your upper and lower legs to them and then adjust them as you wish, e.g. spread them out into a splits position. But be careful not to break any bones or dislocate any joints. You can change the backrest and seat. We have brought you five seats and four backrests. All you have to do is take a seat or backrest and slide it into the construction from above or from the front. Of course, both the backrest and the seat can be tilted. So you can create a straight lying surface or make it look like one of those funny gynecologist chairs. Like the leg rests, the armrests are movable. And of course other surfaces can be attached to both the armrests and the leg rests.” As her mistresses had spread out around the chair and were listening to Joachim’s explanations, Ariel couldn’t see any of the part, but she listened with growing dread. “My mistresses have obviously had a perfect torture chair built. And I know exactly who will use this chair as a victim!” Ariel thought in dismay.

Just a few seconds later, her premonition was confirmed. Because Ariel heard Laura say: “Before you explain it to us at length, we’d better try it out. Slavecunt, come here!” Ariel crawled over to the chair and saw a metal skeleton with several straps attached to it, which so far bore no more than a resemblance to a chair. “Which seat and backrest do you want to try out first?” asked Axel. “For the seat, you can choose between a simple plate, a plate with a large hole, a plate with a myriad of small pyramids, a plate with lots of needles and a metal plate. You have the same choice of backrest, except that there is no plate with a hole. The plate with the hole is slightly larger so that the slut’s ass and cunt fit in completely. We designed the other plates so that the slut’s cunt should just hang over.” The mistresses deliberated briefly and then decided on the panel with the many small wooden pyramids as both a seat and a backrest. Axel wanted to insert the panels into the chair, but Susi stopped him. “The bitch can do that, after all, she has to learn,” she giggled. Joachim gave the kneeling slave the desired plate and explained to her how to insert it into the device. Ariel slid the plate into the metal frame with the pyramids facing upwards, just as she had been told, and secured it with a small catch attached to the chair. She stood up and repeated the process with the backrest. Once the backrest plate was in place, and the chair now looked much more like a chair, she returned to her kneeling position. “You can also choose the supports for the feet and arms, but so far they only consist of a flat surface or even smaller wooden pyramids. They are just as easy to slide into the chair.” “Cunt, Jacob gives you the flat plates and you put them in the chair,” Sarah ordered. Ariel obeyed and pushed the supporting plates for her thighs, lower legs, upper arms and forearms into the chair. “Now you can try out your present,” Laura demanded of Ariel.

The young girl stood up and sat down on the wooden pyramids. The tips of the pyramids were flattened, but still dug uncomfortably into her bottom. Laura pressed on her stomach from the front until she was sitting at the very back of the seat and her vagina was perfectly flush with the seat. Then she took the end of a strap attached to the right side, placed it under her breasts over her body, pulled it so tight that Ariel’s upper body was pressed into the backrest, and attached it to the left side. Ariel’s upper and lower legs, as well as her upper and lower arms, were now secured to the appropriate plates with similar straps. Ariel now sat on the chair in the normal position, i.e. upper arms and lower legs parallel to her body, lower arms and thighs horizontal at right angles, the small wooden pyramids digging into her flesh at the back and buttocks, and with the exception of her head, hands and feet, it was completely impossible for her to move anything. “You can extend the backrest if you want to support her head too, for example by lowering the backrest so that it lies flat. I’ll show you,” Axel explained and showed the mistresses how to adjust the seat, backrest, armrests and footrests. First he laid Ariel flat so that her unsupported head hung over the backrest and the pyramids dug even more painfully into her back. Then he adjusted the chair so that Ariel looked like a capital “T” - her arms far from her body at right angles. Finally, like in a gynecologist’s chair, she sat flat with her head just above the floor and her feet far above her, like a big “X”. The chair could really be put in any position. As Ariel was twisted, lifted, lowered and bent in the chair, the poor girl just thought: “Oh no! This really is the perfect torture chair. They can really put me in any position to torture any part of my body. And how quickly and easily you can adjust this thing. Aah, these stupid spikes are starting to get really uncomfortable!”

Once the mistresses had understood the settings, Laura took over the adjustment and brought Ariel’s back and bottom to 45 degrees, so that she sat on the chair like a big “V”, and then spread her legs straight up. Finally, Ariel’s arms were stretched out again to the left and right of her. Now Laura sat down on the desk chair directly between Ariel’s spread legs. She placed three needles about five centimetres long on her stomach, one of which she kept in her hand. She now inserted the needle through the inside of Ariel’s left thigh so that the needle was sticking straight through her leg and only about half a centimeter was visible on the left and right. Ariel moaned, but the treatment was repeated on her right thigh. Laura then inserted the remaining needles lengthwise into each inner labia so that only about half a centimeter was visible on the inside of each, while the remaining four centimeters were visible on the outside. “Susi, please give me the little rubber bands,” Laura asked. When Susi had handed her the two rubber bands, she placed the first one over the ends of the pins in Ariel’s right thigh and right labia. This pulled the labia against Ariel’s thigh. After Laura had repeated this on Ariel’s left side, the slave’s vagina was once again very wide open - held open by her own thighs.

“Petra, the tube, please,” Laura asked and Petra handed her a short, transparent plastic tube that resembled a test tube but had a kind of valve on the curved bottom. Laura attached a rubber ball to the valve and placed the open side of the tube on Ariel’s clitoris. Now the girl squeezed the rubber ball, which sucked out the air in the tube and pulled Ariel’s clitoris into the tube. Laura, who ignored Ariel’s painful moans, continued to press on the rubber ball until Ariel’s clit was pulled about two to three centimeters into the tube. Then Laura removed the rubber ball from the tube, which remained attached to the slave’s clit, and said to her: “Slavecunt, your punishment today should actually consist of everyone present giving you ten lashes each on a specific part of your body. Since you failed to count the rubber stick earlier, we will add this to your punishment, as mentioned before. Do you remember how many strokes your punishment will increase by?” “Mistress Laura, by 557 strokes, Mistress,” replied the dismayed Ariel. “Stupid bitch, that’s correct. Yesterday you took the few blows to your fucking body quite well, so we can increase the limit today. That’s why Joachim and Axel will work your ass with 600 strokes, Susi and Sarah will take care of your tits 600 times, Petra and Jenny will take care of your stinky feet, and I’ll work your clit, your cunt and your asshole. And while you’re being disciplined, don’t forget rule 7 - as few screams as possible,” Laura explained to Ariel. The motionless slave girl tied to the chair turned pale and began to cry. 600 blows to her most sensitive body parts. She didn’t deserve that. And she could already feel the small, flattened pyramids digging more and more painfully into her body. Her elongated clitoris began to throb noticeably.

Laura now pulled the tube off Ariel’s clitoris, which caused the poor girl to moan loudly and plaintively, and was satisfied that the small rubber band, which had been placed on the open edge of the tube and had therefore been pushed over the clitoris at the same time as the tube, remained firmly in place. This band caused a congestion of blood so that the clitoris remained long and swollen and prevented the clitoris from hiding under its foreskin again. It looked as if a small penis was sticking out of Ariel’s vagina.

Laura got up from her chair and fiddled with the torture chair until the backrest lowered. When Ariel was in the chair at a 30 degree angle, with her legs spread wide apart, her arms outstretched and her head hanging over, she locked it in place. Susi then gave the slave two more of the obligatory injections, this time directly between Ariel’s third and fourth toe on each foot, causing the girl to whimper. Finally, Susi and Sarah each took a whip with nine leather straps, Petra a rubber hose about a meter long, Jenny a leather belt and Laura a swatter.

“Axel, please find a ring gag with an opening big enough for your cocks. You have to fuck the bitch properly in the mouth while we beat her up, because she’s probably very disobedient as usual and doesn’t care about rule 7. We don’t want her to shout the whole boarding school down - and we don’t want her to bite you off either,” Petra asked the young carpenter. He didn’t have to be asked twice, fetched a ring gag that seemed suitable and pushed it behind poor Ariel’s teeth. In addition to her gaping vagina, she now also had a gaping mouth. The mouth didn’t stay open for long, however, as Axel stood behind Ariel’s head, took his cock out of his pants and pushed it into her open mouth. In the meantime, Susi and Petra had positioned themselves on Ariel’s right, Sarah and Jenny on Ariel’s left. Laura had meanwhile set up a video camera and adjusted it so that the slave could be seen clearly, and stood between Ariel’s legs. “Count yourself and take a break at 300, then switch sides,” Laura suggested.

“Let’s go!” shouted Susi, and the five girls started beating Ariel. As if possessed, Susi and Sarah hit Ariel’s tits with the whip, while at the same time the soles of her feet were worked just as wildly with Petra’s rubber hose and Jenny’s belt. Laura, in turn, aimed her whip right at the exposed, swollen clitoris and hit it with all her might. Ariel squirmed in the torture chair, but she could only move her head and feet a tiny bit. Her screams were muffled by Axel’s cock fucking her mouth during this extreme mistress abuse. Ariel was only able to breathe through her nose. So only very muffled screams could be heard, although they sounded almost like a siren, because Axel kept pulling his cock out of Ariel’s throat and pushing it back in, making the screams sometimes louder and sometimes softer. Ariel’s whole body was in pain. And yet, despite the spanking on her tits and the soles of her feet, and despite the wooden pyramids digging into her flesh on her ass and back, the pain caused by Laura’s blows to her swollen clitoris stood out particularly clearly. This time she was sure that she would not survive this act of violence - no, she even wished that she could finally die. But fate did not make it so easy for her. It only took four minutes, but for Ariel it was an eternity until the beatings on her tits and soles finally stopped.

Although she was supposed to receive “only” 300 strokes at first, her masters had missed a few strokes every now and then, and so the poor girl had received considerably more than 300 strokes. Laura hit her clitoris hard again, said “200” (although she was already at 280) and explained to the others: “600 strokes on the clitoris would probably destroy it and we wouldn’t be able to torture it any more. That’s why she’s getting the next 200 strokes on her cunt and the last 200 on her asshole.” With these words, she cut the rubber bands from the labia, pulled the needles out of her thighs and labia, squeezed the labia together and changed from the swatter to a belt. The labia did not close completely, and since Ariel had not had the rubber band on her clitoris removed, it was still deep red and almost twice the diameter of her clitoris, almost an inch in diameter. Ariel looked devastating. The soles of her feet were deep red and her breasts were deep red, swollen and covered in countless welts, some of which were bleeding. The underside of her breasts were particularly badly affected, as Ariel was lying on the chair at an angle, making the underside of her breasts a particularly good target. Her clitoris had also swollen to twice its size and was throbbing and aching unimaginably. Axel’s cock was still fucking deep down her throat, and saliva and snot ran from the ring gag and from her nose over her eyes and forehead, finally dripping onto the floor. Ariel was completely exhausted, lay apathetically on her torture chair and continued to be fucked mercilessly in the throat by Axel. She felt nothing but pain.

“Change sides now, please,” Laura said to the four girls, and Susi and Petra went to Ariel’s left side, and Jenny and Sarah to her right. “And on we go,” shouted Petra, and immediately all five girls started hitting Ariel again. Laura now used all her strength to hit the belt in the middle of the crack. The muffled screams got a little louder and the sensitive organ was hit for the second time. On the 20th stroke from Laura, and about the 40th from the other girls, Axel came in Ariel’s mouth, spurting his cum deep down her throat. Ariel choked and coughed, and the mistresses stopped the spanking. Axel pulled himself out of Ariel’s ring gag and mouth.