The Making of a Slave
Copyright© 2022 by Desolation Arts
Chapter 5
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 5 - Haley, a pretty young woman wakes to find herself bound, helpless, and naked. A sadistic woman wants to train her to become a mindless slave to serve her Foundation. If Haley cannot escape or resist them, she runs the risk of losing her mind and living her life in servitude. Meanwhile, Anne struggles to except the loss of someone close. She works to gain the trust of the Prime Dom and move up in the organization. If she fails, she could lose it all.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult NonConsensual Rape Slavery Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction BDSM DomSub FemaleDom Humiliation Sadistic Torture Gang Bang Anal Sex Enema Oral Sex
It wasn’t long before Haley was removed from her strict bondage and placed in another painful position. This time she was forced on her knees in front of a wooden device. Her arms were bent behind her so they each formed a perfect right angle to her shoulders and back. They were then fastened in place at the wrists and elbows. The wooded device ran between her legs and her ankles and knees were bound to it as well. As before, two painful dildos protruded from the device and filled both of her orifices. Finally, a ring gag stretched her jaws and she was powerless to stop the drool from dripping down her chin.
This new position left her bare breasts, midriff, and thighs exposed. Haley soon learned why as Anne approached with a cat of nine tails dangling from her hand. Each strand was round and as thick as her index finger and ended in a hard leather knot. Anne dangled the nine wicked tendrils in front of Haley’s face. “The pain you are about to feel is punishment for the twenty-three years spent rejecting your true purpose.”
Haley tried to whine a protest; the ring gag allowed her to make some noise from her throat but any kind of words were impossible. It didn’t matter anyway because Anne brought the heavy leather whip down across the top of her breasts sending a skin rippling shock through her entire body. She jumped and jerked the restraints cutting into her skin and an ear-piercing shriek came from her stuck open mouth. The whip came down again, and again, and again, with each hit a wave of fresh pain drove her into a panicked frenzy. The dildos ground against her delicate insides but the beating continued.
Once her tits were beaten to a red and blue palp the whip found her belly and thighs. Each area getting thorough attention until her body was crisscrossed will bright red welts the shape of the whip’s tails. Where the end knots hit purple bruises were already beginning to form.
By the time Anne was finished Haley’s face was coated in a layer of drool and tears. She gazed down at her swollen purpling breasts. The throbbing stinging sensation emanating upward to her wracked brain.
Anne removed the gag. Haley did not dare speak, fearing it may cause another beating. “What is the Objects name and purpose?” Anne asked.
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