Chapter 6. Tongue Training
The next morning when Mandy awoke she was alone, lying naked on the bed.
Her tethers were still attached. At first she was calm - she had slept well. But
the feeling was short lived, as not a moment later Jaffa opened the door. Beside
him were the same two guards - Mandy regarded them with terror. They stood by
the door as Jaffa released her wrists and ankles, and got her out of bed. The
guards then moved forward to take her strongly by the arms and hold her in front
of Jaffa.
Jaffa looked down at the sleepy girl with the exquisite breasts, still
bearing the bright signs of their status. He smiled as he reached for them. He
lifted and shaped them, causing them to bounce and jiggle with the movements of
his hands. After a few moments he spoke: "Today", he said, "You will learn how
to use your tongue."
Mandy was suddenly aware that her mouth was open. She closed it
suddenly, and Jaffa laughed. "Take her!" he ordered. "Display her as the Master
has instructed!"
The guards took Mandy by the arms, and walked her down the hall. In
terror, she saw that she was going to the same room where her breasts and
clitoris had been punished such a short time ago. She tried to hang back, but
the guards barely noticed. They were almost carrying her by her arms.
Inside the room there was now a low narrow table with a padded top.
Mandy was forced to lie down on this, on her back, while one of the guards held
her there. The other then took a strap from the side of the table, wrapped it
over her hips and attached it to the other side, and pulled it down tightly.
Another thinner strap crossed her chest just below her breasts - the guard had
to push them up so that her breasts were completely above the strap. Another one
went around her neck, not too tightly, but preventing her from lifting up her
shoulders.
Next they fastened her wrists to long rods that were attached to the
floor on either side of the table. The rods could move where they met the floor,
but she could not break them free. Mandy realized that the rods would allow her
hands to reach her breasts, but little else.
Then the guards went to her feet, which to this point Mandy had held
together in the air, knees bent, to avoid hurting her back. One guard held her
ankles out straight, on either side of his shoulders, while the other moved to
her hips and reached for the labial clips. Mandy struggled, but to no avail. Her
hips were fastened solidly to the table, and she could not break the guard's
hold on her ankles. She felt the guard reach into her vagina with two fingers,
as before, and pull out her left labia, fastening the little clips on either
side of his thumb. The other one followed, and the guard surveyed his handiwork,
leaving the cords loose. Unsatisfied, he pulled her left lip out again and
readjusted the front clip a bit closer to her clitoris. Then he stepped back, as
did the other guard. For a short time the guards just stood there looking at
her, and they left the room.
Mandy was alone again. She brought her legs and knees together above her
again, her ass pointing toward the mirrored cupboard on the wall . She moved her
hands around, exploring, but all she could do was move them out and to the side,
or in, to her breasts and stomach. She could just reach her hips, but her crotch
was out of range, and she could not twist her wrists enough to get her hands up
past her shoulders.
The door opened and it was Dominic. Mandy could just see him in the
mirror between her knees. He was dressed in a different robe this time, but
still looked naked beneath it. Dominic went directly to the cupboard and
returned with a controller, just like the one from before. He pressed several
buttons, and two ropes began to appear from the ceiling, directly above her
hips. He grabbed one ankle, and before Mandy had time to react, her leg was
being pulled to the ceiling. Her other one swiftly followed, and when they were
both almost tight, Dominic pushed another button and started them moving apart.
When she was about two feet apart at the ankles he stopped and walked in to her
crotch. Gently he tugged the adjustment straps so that the labial clips were
just tight. The clips turned, pulling her lips open slightly. Then he stepped
back and pushed another button. The ropes shortened, and Mandy realized that the
mechanism was designed to continue pulling on the rope until a certain tension
was reached. The rope stopped, but the soft humming of the motor continued. Then
Dominic caused the ropes to open further, and to her horror, Mandy saw that the
tracks in the ceiling extended right to the walls of the room and down. She was
stretched, wider and wider, her labial lips opening up in front of Dominic.
Dominic, not being used to a dancer's suppleness, could not believe how
far her legs would spread. He took the mechanism right to its limit. Mandy's
vagina was agape. Her inner lips were stretched almost flat, like little puckers
of skin, far from the open hole they were meant to protect. Her clitoris looked
tiny and lost in a mass of stretched pink flesh. Her hole was round, the inner
flesh looking white and vulnerable. Only her anus looked normal, dimpled and
puckered. Her ass was so open her cheeks were stretched flat, bulging only at
the bottom where they met the cushioned table.
Dominic moved around the table, and looked down at the shocked girl. He
touched her face, and then he smiled at her. Eventually he spoke, his voice
soft: "You are here today for two reasons. This first is to punish you for your
silly attempt to escape last night. What were you thinking? Did you really think
you could run down that hall and get free?"
Mandy could only look at him. She didn't know what she had been
thinking.
"The second reason is to continue your training. You will learn to use
your tongue in some of the many ways that it can be used to please your Master."
He leaned over her. "And you will learn again the lesson that you must cooperate
to make your punishments more pleasurable for your Master. Do you understand?"
"P-please." Mandy stuttered. "Don't hit me again. It hurts so much.
Please!"
"Good slaves need not feel the whip very often," replied Dominic,
promising nothing. "Are you ready to be a good slave?"
"Yes!" Mandy was almost screaming. "Just tell me what you want!"
"Very well", said Dominic. "But first I must show you something." He
went to the cupboard, opened it, and returned with a new whip. Mandy could see
that it had the same wicked tip as the one that had caused her so much pain the
time before. Dominic flexed it over her face, showing it to her. "This is also a
clitoris whip", he said. "But this one is designed to be used at closer
quarters." He slipped a short loop of leather over his right wrist, and left it
there, dangling.
Dominic reached down to adjust a control on the table, and suddenly
Mandy's head began to sink lower than her hips, The rods in the floor lowered as
well, bringing her hands down with them. The motion stopped almost instantly.
Dominic stood back and looked at the girl spread out before him. Once again he
felt the dark urges rise within him, and his cock stiffened under his gown. He
loosened the cord at his waist, and let the gown fall to the floor, releasing
his naked erection. Mandy's head was below the level of his cock, but her hips
were higher, her legs spread wide above them. Her breasts hung toward her face
slightly.
Dominic moved to a point behind Mandy's head. Mandy's hands were out to
the side. "Breast position number three!" he said firmly. Mandy tried
desperately to comply, her actions feverish. It was hard to gather all of her
flesh properly when she was on her back, and the end result was not to Dominic's
satisfaction. He slapped the bulging flesh hard, driving it out of Mandy's grip.
Then he reached with both hands to grab her right breast and gather all of it in
on each side, holding it for her right thumb and forefinger to encircle at the
base. He did the same with her left, and then announced himself satisfied. "When
you need help, you should ask," he said simply.
Then he moved up over her, straddling her face, his thighs pressing
against her shoulders, his cock resting on the cleavage formed by the two round
melons of her breasts. Leaning forward, he reached his left hand up to her
gaping vagina, placing two fingers on either side of her clitoris, which bobbed
up between them. With his right hand, he reached down and forced his penis
between her breasts, so that it lay against her chest, trapped by the two round
balls of flesh above them. "Do not let my penis escape", he said simply.
His attention focused again to her crotch. His left hand moved to grasp
her thigh while the whip came into his right. Sharply it fell against the near
side of her clitoris. As Mandy started to wail below him another sharp blow rang
out, this time on the other side. Then, as she started to buck and heave, her
head coming up to meet his ass, he sent a final blow directly and sharply onto
the top of her nub.
Mandy's head was jerking back and forth under Dominic's crotch.
Straightening up, he looked at the girl's body beneath him. Her thin torso was
vibrating in agony, while those two impossibly large breasts were still held,
taut as melons, in her hands. He rotated his hips back, trying to break his
erection free from between them. Incredibly, the girl remembered her
instructions and complied, holding her breasts together and squeezing even
harder. Her rapid breathing and the waves of pain rolling through her chest
conspired to rub the flesh of his cock delightfully. Dominic closed his eyes,
pushing his ass into Mandy's face, feeling the caress of hewr chin on his anus
and her tight breast flesh on the head of his penis.
Finally, as she calmed down, still whimpering, he backed up and slid his
cock out from the top. Mandy panicked, and tried to push her breasts up even
higher to keep it there, but Dominic, laughing, pulled free, his cock bouncing
over Mandy's face. Leaning down, he grabbed her face and looked at her upside
down beneath him. "You are doing so well, little one." he said. "That was your
punishment for trying to escape. And you cooperated beautifully."
Mandy couldn't help it, she was pleased. She felt herself pushing her
breasts even higher. She was pleased that it was over, and pleased as well that
Dominic was satisfied with her. "Thank you, Master." she heard herself say. The
pain in her crotch continued, but seemed gentler.
"But we must still attend to your training." said Dominic. "Show me your
tongue."
Mandy pushed her tongue out from between her lips.
"Make it into a hard point."
Mandy did the best she could, sticking her tongue out as far as it would
go.
"Now flick it slowly up and down - yes that is good." Dominic stepped
back to watch Mandy, breasts still like hard melons above her chest, legs
spread, and her tongue now flicking slowly up and down as she watched him. He
took a glance to the mirror, which showed only her spread legs and gaping
vagina. He took up a position behind her head once again.
"I am going to move over you again and amuse myself with your breasts.
You will burrow your face into my ass cheeks, and seek out my asshole with your
tongue. You will push your tongue as forcefully as you can into my asshole,
moving it back and forth in a pleasurable manner. Do you understand?"
Mandy's tongue stopped, her mouth opened, her eyes registered shock. She
had no idea, even after what had just happened, that this was the task for which
her tongue would be trained on this day. She could not imagine anything more
debasing that to shove her tongue up someone's rectum. She felt herself giving
way to panic again, the screams rising in her throat.
Dominic moved quickly. He stepped forward over her face, left had
reaching for her crotch, the whip in his right. "Whap!" The whip fell sharply on
Mandy's clitoris. He followed the blow with several more, all landing with loud
slapping noises right on target. Her poor clitoris was driven into the
surrounding swollen flesh by the blows, her legs violently rattling the ropes.
Her screams rose up, but then after just a few moments they became muted as her
head lunged forward and she used her nose and chin to burrow between his cheeks.
Something inside Mandy had finally turned. The pain, the terror, the
humiliation, none of this mattered any more. She had to please her master. She
had to. She burrowed into his ass, her tongue reaching out. She didn't know
where she was at first, but moving the tip up and down she found his asshole.
Pushing with her neck and tongue as hard as she could, she felt her tongue
reaching its goal. She moved it back and forth, deeper into his anus, trying to
sense his reaction from the movements of his hips, hoping against hope that the
blows would stop.
Dominic, noticing the change in her behavior, stopped his whipping and
straightened up. Mandy's breasts were still in position. Straddling his legs
further to give Mandy's tongue better access, he grabbed her breasts from each
side, gathering them onto either side of his cock. Then he settled his hips
downward onto Mandy's face, sank his fingers into her breasts, and started
rubbing them up and down his cock. Mandy's hands immediately started mimicking
his motions, back and forth.
Dominic pushed his anus out, driving it onto Mandy's tongue, then
contracted it, drawing her tongue in deeper. Mandy, down below, could feel her
tongue being gently pulled into Dominic's rectum. She felt only success. "He
likes this." she knew, and she redoubled her efforts, making the tip of her
tongue move inside him, trying only to give him pleasure.
Dominic could not believe the sweet feelings coming from his arsehole.
Mandy's tongue was sending waves of pleasure outward in all directions.
Meanwhile he could look down to see his cock surrounded by large expanses of
taut breast flesh, the end emerging and disappearing with their movements. He
looked up, and in the mirror he saw himself framed between Mandy's outstretched
legs, her breasts and his cock just visible between them. Dominic felt his come
beginning to move deep inside him. He let go Mandy's breasts and moved back, off
of her face. Her tongue tried to maintain contact with him, and he felt it
rasping over his balls as they moved over her face.
"Position number one," he said, and Mandy's hands moved out, and then in
from the side to gather and squeeze her breasts together. With her body in this
position they pushed right up against her chin on either side, surrounding her
face.
Dominic reached under the table quickly, and suddenly Mandy's head began
to move back and down, stretching her neck, while her shoulders and body moved
up. When her mouth was at the level of Dominic's cock her movement stopped.
Eagerly, she reached out with her tongue, pressing her breasts up as far as she
could. Dominic looked down, seeing her tongue and nipples reaching and pointing
toward his cock. Slowly he entered her mouth.
Mandy's tongue and lips took him eagerly, her cheeks moving in and out
with his thrusts. He reached deep into the back of her throat, and held himself
there. Mandy tried to swallow him, but started to gag, her stomach and breasts
heaving. Dominic enjoyed the sensations, pushing harder, suffocating her. Then
he withdrew slightly, letting her take a huge breaths through her nose that sent
her chest heaving. Forward again, and Mandy tried harder this time to swallow
him, her throat grappling the head of his penis, her stomach rebelling. Suddenly
she heard him groan, and the head of his penis started to swell up to a size she
could not possibly swallow. She felt it withdraw from her mouth, and opened her
eyes as it left. She saw only his cock and balls, and then his hand come down to
grab his penis at the base. He held it loosely, and then above it she could see
his eyes, lost in lust, watching his cock and her face. A stream of white cum
splurted from the tip and hit Mandy on the breasts and chin. A second splurt,
almost as strong as the first partly hit her lower lip but mostly fired into her
mouth. It dripped and collected along the roof of her mouth, some of it entering
her nasal passages from the back, causing her to close them suddenly and breath
in sharply. Smaller spurts continued to come, landing behind her teeth, and over
her upper lip, dribbling down into her nostrils.
Mandy knew she was to hold her position. She could feel the cum dripping
slowly in beads from her lower lip down onto her teeth, while from her breasts
it ran around her chin and down behind her ears.
Dominic maintained better control this time. His legs were shaking, but
he slowly straightened up, his cock becoming softer, bending down toward Mandy's
face, still beautifully framed by her two breasts. He looked into her eyes,
seeing only relief mixed with pride and shared success. He examined her eyes for
some moments, amazed by what he saw there. Could this be genuine?
Mandy saw the look of wonder on his face, not needing to understand it.
Her Master was pleased. She knew it, and nothing else mattered to her at that
moment. Dominic, still looking into her eyes, reached for his cock with one hand
while the other reached behind his balls. He began to push gently, and a large
gob of cum emerged slowly from the end of his penis. He positioned his cock
directly over her left eye, and let it drip slowly into it. Another gob emerged,
and fell into her right eye. Mandy had to blink the cum away, but she did so
happily, keeping her mouth open and her breasts nestled tightly against her
chin.
Dominic looked at her in wonder. Then, gathering himself, he said
"Maintain that position." He went to the wall cupboard and put away the whip. He
looked for a moment as if he were about to leave, but then he moved between her
legs. Looking down at her crotch, he noted the damage that he had inflicted.
Mandy's clitoris was badly swollen this time. Small blisters were already rising
on it and on the surrounding flesh.
He went back to the closet and returned with a jar of the salve. He
placed a large glob on one finger, and very gingerly spread it on all sides of
her clitoris. Then, very gently, he removed her clips, one at a time. Her labia
closed, holding the salve against her clitoris. He looked up at her. She was
breathing calmly, but he was unable to see her face behind her upheld breasts.
He stood there for several more moments, looking down at the exquisite body
displayed before him. Finally, he left to go without giving her permission to
change her position. She remained that way until the guards came to retrieve
her.
