"It would appear Miss Hauser is impressed by the way you use your mouth."

I looked where he was looking and saw her sitting on the edge of her chair stark naked with her legs spread while she played with the biggest boobs I had ever seen. It was hard to believe she could compress them enough to look flat-chested. Mr. Rogers pulled up on the leash, led me over to her and handed her my leash. I knew what was expected and brought my tongue to her pussy. It was gross! I don't think she had ever douched. To make it worse she almost smothered me in it as she used one hand on the back of my head to force me closer. I felt my legs being spread then pain to my pussy and asshole. I knew Miss Hauser was doing the whipping from the jerks of her body as she directed the whip down the crack of my ass. In spite of the humiliation, and the smell I came and came till she dropped the whip released my head and fell back in her chair.

Mr. Rogers let me kneel there till I was breathing nearly normally then led me to a bedroom where he tied my leash to the headboard to keep constant pressure on my nipples.

"Your hands are free. You can take off the leash anytime but I wouldn't if I were you."

I slept fitfully with my humiliation of sucking dick and pussy of people I did not even like and the fact that I had reached orgasm. Twice! Any time I moved I woke myself from the additional pressure to my nipples.

They woke me by pulling on my leash.

"I think it is time we got to your list."

I saw they had decided to dress for the part, He was wearing a leather jock-strap with snaps at the top and she was wearing a similar one with a bra with holes cut in it to compress the bases to make them seem even bigger and fuller.

He led me to the center of the large room where he began to wrap rope around the base of my breasts till the rope was buried in my flesh and my tits had formed a hard ball. They were already starting to throb from the pressure as they tied my hands behind my back and hooked a chain to the center of the rope that was contorting my tits. Then He went over to wall and pushed a button. I watched in dread as the chain slowly tightened and began to lift my tits to my chin. I went up on my toes to keep off the pressure but inevitably my body rose till I could no longer touch the floor with my toes. Now my tits were really throbbing as I felt the skin being pulled all the way to my back. I had thought I would be only hanging for a short time. Just long enough for the lashes, but they took their time. They brought over a board with collars attached to the ends and spread my legs about four feet to put the collars around my ankles. by this time I was in agony and yelled "Please hurry!"

The bitch said, "Would you consider that a protest?"

"No I don't think so. She is just anxious to get to the good part."

Then he leisurely walked over to a closet to bring back a whip of barbed wire. When I saw it my eyes must have gotten as big as saucers and I started moaning "No.. Oh No.. Oh God." You would have moaned too. I had expected one length with only a few barbs. This had three strands at the end of a board cut so there was a barb about every three inches."

"Are you telling me you do not wish to go through with this?"

When I just kept moaning "No" he brought the wires around both cheeks of my ass. There were no more protests as all I could do is scream as I felt this terrible sting on my ass and my body jumped to pull on my tits even more. By the time he had finished with my ass I was becoming hoarse.

Then he started on my pussy, thankfully the whip was wide enough to cover the entire face of my pussy and no barbs hit my clit. The pain was horrendous but by the third one my defense mechanisms must have kicked in as my pussy became almost numb.

My eyes were clenched shut when I felt this indescribable pain on my tits. I opened my eyes in time to see the second one hit right across the nipples. The trapped blood in my tits squirted out of my tits and I screamed hoarsely "No more I can't stand any more!"

He hit me one more time lower so there were marks on the entire surface of my tits then let the whip fall to his side.

"Well I guess that will do. I'll just deduct the other seven."

Miss Hauser, the bitch, protested.

"We have our rules. None of this should count since she didn't go through with it."

"Yes but this is the first time we have done this. It might be more severe than we thought. I am going to give her a break."

I think he was shocked by the blood spurting out of my tits as he showed real concern as they let me down. The relief after I was on my feet and my tits unbound was so great I began babbling, "Thank you oh thank you. I love you."

"If you are so damn grateful show it!"

By now my hands were untied so I dropped to my knees unsnapped his jock-strap to have his dick spring out and immediately took it into my mouth. All my private parts were still stinging and burning but as I got into it I felt my excitement rising and I came just as he pulled his dick out of my mouth and spurt cum all over my face. When he stepped back Miss Hauser knelt in front of me and began to lick the cum off my face as we played with each others tits.

They took me into the bedroom and began putting salve on me. My tits had stopped bleeding as soon as they were unbound. This felt so wonderful I was happy to accommodate her when she sat on my face. At least I had cleaned her enough to cut down some of the smell.

They left the room leaving me untied. Incredibly even though there was no way I could have come while it was happening, as I relived my experience I became horny again and rubbed my pussy and sensitive nipples till I came.

I went to sleep. When I awoke I realized that they had taken the rings out of my nipples. I didn't remember when they did it but I did not want to lose them. I was hungry and thirsty so I walked out of the room to ask them about my rings and to see if I could get something to drink. I stood in front of them silently as they ate their dinner. Finally Mr. Rogers spoke.

"Did you want something Julie? How do you feel?"

"I am still burning a little but I am okay. I was wondering if I could get something to eat and drink. Do you have my nipple rings?"

"Yes we have your rings. We will give them back to you before you leave, Miss Hauser will give you food and drink."

Miss Hauser got up and brought back a pair of shallow bowls. She cut up some meat and veggies to put in one then filled the other with water. I was so hungry my mouth was watering.She came over and pulled my hands behind my back and put handcuffs on my wrists, put the bowls on the floor and said with a smirk.

"Bon appetite."

From that time on I was fed once a day and a bowl of water was left on the floor just the way I cared for my dog. It was really humiliating. To add to it one or both of them always watched me go to the toilet.

After I had eaten Mr. Rogers grinned and said,

"I am glad you are feeling good. We can continue towards your goal."

"Oh no. Please Mr. Rogers I am too sore yet to take any more."

"That is a definite protest! You will be penalized for it. We don't plan to hurt already damaged areas. Now come along and shut up!"

They led me over to a large low table and tied my legs to its legs then pulled up on my arms till I was stretched to the limit.They pushed a pillow under my head so I could watch the whole operation. As I laid there with my joints beginning to ache from the pull on my widely spread legs I watched him fearfully as he went to the closet and brought back the "cat". It looked much worse than ours with nine braided thongs with knots at the ends.

He stood by my legs, looked at my frightened face and proceed to cover every inch of my inner thigh starting just above the knee. It hurt awfully but he just ignored my sobs and tears. Just as I thought he would hit my pussy and was bracing for it. He went over to the other side and covered it. He watched me pant and quiver from my sobbing for a moment while I awaited the inevitable lash to my cunt. The pain was much different than the wire. It was mostly heat. My legs felt like they were on fire when he brought the whip down over the top of my pussy hair only inches above my clit. He went up and down my stomach. When the knots hit my solar plexus I lost my breath and felt like I may throw up. When he stepped back Miss Hauser said,