by usemeinva

Chapter 23

When I heard the click of the door to the cage I crawled out to Master’s empty room. I found a note from Master instructing me to go shower and clean out as my usual morning routine. After that return and wait for him to arrive on my knees for his instructions for this evening’s punishment session. He would arrive shortly. I only waited about five minutes when Master entered. He stripped and took a towel and went and got his own shower and returned to the room and finished drying off. He went in his closet and took out a pair of leather pants and a leather chest harness. Once he was dressed in only those he put on his boots and sat in his chair and looked me in the eyes and stroked my face.

He said again how proud he was of me and that he would be with me the entire time tonight that I was should focus on him and him alone. I should allow him to be my strength. I nodded. He said that there were some rules for tonight. Some of them he wanted to go over with me before we left for the auditorium. He said that, “Each of the Masters would be given fifteen minutes to do some form of punishment to you. I know what each of them plans and I had to approve it or not. You need to endure that punishment without flinching or complaining or the time limit doubles. I want you to be aware of that. Remember keep your focus on me and I will support you. After each Master takes his turn his slave or slaves will take their turn. Each slave will have the opportunity to punch you in the balls once. It is important to know as well do not expect any mercy from your fellow slaves, each of them will be told by their Master before hand that if the Master feels they did not do their best that their slave would assume your place for the remainder of the punishments.

I nodded and Master continued, “I will not be administering a punishment myself. My punishment will be given to you in just a moment here. However before I do that I want you to know something else. I am only allowing this punishment because I need you to trust me and always look to me in all things. I will take care of you always. I also want you to know that my feelings for you do go beyond Master and slave. I orchestrated your enslavement because I do have feelings for you beyond all that. I knew you would never be into me in that way but I had to have you and I am glad I do. But I do love you in my own way but I am also a dominant and get pleasure from causing you to suffer as well. But I want you to know that going into this but also tonight after we are finished we will return to this room and I was care for any and all injuries or damage done to you then you will spend the night with me in my bed and we will snuggle all night. Then tomorrow we will make love all day long.

At that point Master ordered me to stand. I had tears in my eyes because I had no idea he cared for me in that way. Knowing that he did indeed love me would make taking anything tonight much easier. He instructed me to put my hands on my head for his punishment. He reached into his book bag and pulled out a tub of cream. Master started rubbing that cream all over my body and even into my hole and on my face. I thought maybe it would cause me pain in some way but the ointment was if anything cooling.

Once he was done and I was looking at him with confusion in my eyes that Master informed me that the ointment would not cause me any pain however it would make my skin more sensitive and that any pain inflicted on me would hurt worse than normal because of it. I suddenly felt much worse than before.

Master grabbed my leash and attached it to my collar. He said that I would not receive any restraint at all tonight for any of the punishments that He expected me to take everything the other Masters dished out and make him proud of the excellent slave that he owned. He truly was my Master he not only now owned my body, he owned my mind and my heart. We started walking down the hall towards the auditorium. I held my head high I would show Master that I was not only a good slave but proud to have him as my Master.

We entered the auditorium and Master lead me to the stage where I stood proudly at the center of the stage. Master made some introductory remarks and had me display my body before the other Masters and their slaves before inviting the first of the Masters to take his turn. He walked up to the stage and I looked towards my Master. As I looked at him I noticed that other slaves were passing around trays of drinks and snacks to the Masters.

The first Master snapped his fingers and his slave brought him a simple feather. I thought this was going to be easy, he was going to try to tickle me. However I was not ticklish. I never had been. However between the ointment and his skill it was all I could do to not react as he proceeded to tickle me all over he even got between the bars of my cage to tickle my cock. I was glad that Master did not put the ointment on my cock because it was definitely getting stiffer and the needles inside the cage were starting to impale my cock. The Master ordered me to put my hands on my head I complied instantly and he proceeded to try to tickle my underarms. It was difficult to not laugh but I barely managed. Not soon enough his time expired. I was then instructed to bend over and spread my legs. His slave stepped up and whispered he was sorry to me and then punched me hard in the balls. I thought I would pass out from the pain but managed to stay upright.

The next Master ordered me to my knees in front of Him. He stared slapping my face sometimes quite hard and others not quite so much. It was all rather random which made it even more difficult to handle. I keep my eyes on my Master and endured it very well. His time seemed to take forever but did finally come to an end. I once again bent over for my next ball punch. This Master had two slaves so I got punched twice doubling the pain since I didn’t have time to recover before the second blow.

The third Master came up on stage and he was carrying a paddle. He was wearing a shirt from apparently one of the fraternities on campus and it had pledgemaster written under the Greek letters. He instructed me to bend over and spread my legs to shoulder width and grab my ankles. I had been paddled many times at the Center but this guy was a pro. There was no warm up swats there was no warning from the first swat my ass was on fire. I wasn’t sure if or how I could survive fifteen minutes of this.

Because my ass was towards the Masters I couldn’t look in Master’s eyes. I started to panic when I noticed a mirror on the wall through that I could see Master and soon locked eyes with him and he smiled. Soon the pain from the swats all but disappeared. Once I locked eyes with Master time seemed to speed up as well and soon the swats stopped and the Master’s slave stepped up and took his ball punch.

The next Master stepped up and he was carrying a huge dildo. It wasn’t too think but that thing must have been fourteen inches long and it had a strap at the base. I was ordered to my knees and to open my mouth. I looked at Master in panic and He just looked back calmly giving me the strength to comply. I had to remember Master knew what the Masters had planned and he had approved them. I needed to trust Master’s judgement. So I opened my mouth and the Master inserted the dildo in my mouth and then down my throat. Of course I had taken cock deep in my throat especially Master’s huge cock but this was well beyond anything I had ever taken. As the dildo reached my gag reflex point I concentrated and looked to Master and let the dildo pass that point. I started to gag but soon got it under control. I was relieved to discover that the dildo had a breathing tube that allowed me to continue breathing built into it. Soon the dildo was completely inserted and the strap was locked around the back of my head holding the dildo in place preventing my gag reflex from trying to expel it from my throat. Once the initial panic was over and I realized that I could breath easily and got used to the need to gag, I settled down and was able to endure the punishment. I looked again to Master and he had a huge smile on his face. I obviously had pleased him. Once the time was up the Master removed the dildo and actually rubbed my head and said to me that he was impressed. I beamed with pride.

The fifth Master approached the stage He brought with him a whip. I instantly kneeled and kissed the whip and thanked the Master for the punishment that he was going to give me. He ordered me to turn my back to the audience and put my arms above my head. I complied. He ran his hand down my back and grabbed my ass getting a sense of my body. He stepped to the side and I found Master’s eyes in the mirror in front of me. I felt the whip Master run the whip across my ass increasing my anticipation of what was to come. The first crack of the whip however did not fall on my ass but across my shoulders.

This Master I could tell knew what he was doing. It hurt a lot but I could feel that my skin was not broken. The process was continued each crack of the whip hitting just below the last all the way down my back across my ass and thighs. I could barely stand when his time was up but I managed to hold my position perfectly. The Master came over and rubbed his hand over my now stinging ass and complimented me on taking that well. I had impressed him a lot. Then his slave came up and I bent over for his ball punch which I took but thought I was going to pass out from the pain.

At that point I collapsed to the floor. Master was instantly by my side and helped me stand. He informed the assembled Masters that we were now at the time of our scheduled break and Master lead me off stage into the dungeon room just off the stage that I had seen on my tour. Master took me into his arms and told me how very proud of me he was. He even kissed my forehead and hugged me. He let me know that we were one-third through. There would be another five punishments then another break before the last five. He rubbed my back and ass helping to relieve some of the pain. Just feeling his touch helped me refocus to endure We returned to the stage and I took my position at the center where I was before. Master returned to his seat and the next Master approached me.

I was ordered to lay on the floor on my back with my hands behind my head which hurt a lot given the whipping I had just undergone. Apparently this Master was into trampling and stepped on my chest and stuck his foot in my face he rubbed first his right foot then his left over my face and I kissed and licked his feet. He walked across my body on my stomach and even stepping on my battered balls he paced back and forth until his time was up. When he stepped off of me I was ordered into position to receive the ball punch from his slave.

The next Master approached me he was holding a jar of ointment similar to the one Master had used on me earlier. I was ordered to stand facing forward and he opened the jar and rubbed some of the ointment first on my nipples then on my balls. I was ordered to turn around and he rubbed some on my ass including deep in my hole. I was turned back facing forward about the time the sensation hit. All of a sudden it felt as if everywhere he rubbed the ointment was on fire. Not just burning hot but literally flaming. I was ordered to stand there facing he Masters while I endured the sensation. I soon started sweating profusely. I could barely stand the intense pain of it all. Just before his time ended, the Master turned the jar over and opened the lid on the bottom of the Jar and again rubbed ointment over all of the same places. Just as quickly as the fire started the fire was extinguished. I was relieved when he stepped down and his slave slugged me in the balls. As I had each of the slaves before I thanked him and he went and sat on the floor at his Master’s feet.

The next Master stood and approached me and he looked at his slave and snapped his fingers. The slave jumped up and went over to the side of the stage and rolled a cloth-covered box over to his Master and then kneeled at his side. The Master removed the cloth to show some large clamps that at least to me looked like the clamps used for car jumper cables. He held them to my face and opened and closed them menacingly. I looked right past them to Master. He had approved this and I trusted him. I could handle it. He then lowered the clamps and attached them to my cock cage. The Master then turned back to the box and flipped some switches. I was suddenly jolted by an electric shock that made what I endured from Master the other night as part of my punishment seem like nothing. It started with a one second jolt followed by a one second break, then a two second jolt followed by a two second break, this pattern continued until it reached 30 seconds then it repeated. It felt like my cock and balls were being fried. It was all I could do not to lose my position. I kept focusing on Master and He returned my look with a smile. That alone made it much more bareable. Not soon enough the time was up and the Master turned off the machine and removed the clamps. His slave then took his ball punch. I could tell the slave pulled his punch so it didn’t hurt nearly as much but he managed to do it in a way that it appeared he did his best. I thanked him and he went to sit at his Master’s feet.

The next Master stepped on the stage and his slave rolled a clear box to the center of the stage. The Master ordered me to climb in the box and get on my knees ass up and put my mouth on the end of a tube like a snorkel for diving except the tube just lead to the outside of the box. Once I was in position I could see the Master’s slave bring in several buckets. The buckets contained crushed ice which was dumped first on my head then filling the box until just my ass was exposed. I would have said I was freezing my ass off but at the moment that was the only thing that wasn’t covered in ice. At that point I felt something being inserted into my hole forcing my hole open. Once it was stretched open the Master took another bucket of ice and poured it into my hole packing in as much as possible before covering me up the rest of the way with the remaining ice. I was more distressed because I could focus on my Master but I pictured him in my mind and his telling me he loved me earlier and that kept me warm. Soon the warmth that was leaving my body did cause the ice to start to melt and the cold water dripping over my body only served to make me feel colder. When the time was up I was so numb I couldn’t feel my hands or feet or really much of anything else. One of the sides of the box was raised and the ice fell out onto the stage and enough ice fell off of me that I could stand up. The Master’s slave cleaned the water and ice off the stage and rolled the box off to the side of the stage. He returned for his ball punch and again he managed to pull of a fake punch. There seemed to be a conspiracy of my fellow slaves to spare me additional pain.

The next Master was the last one before my final break at least I was over half way done with my punishments. This Master walked to the stage he was dressed all in leather like Master and this one even wore a hood over his face and leather gloves. He snapped his gloved fingers and he slave brought a bucket with canes that were soaking in water to him. He took out one of the canes and flicked it several times to get the water off of it. I was ordered to again raise my hands above my head. I expected to be ordered to turn around and present my ass to the Masters but it didn’t happen. The Master lined up the cane with my chest and the first lick hit me several inches above my nipples. The blow was incredibly painful and the skin was broken. Fortunately I was still a bit numb from the ice so that help lessen the pain. The next blow was barely below the first and it again broke the skin. I was barely able to remain standing much less holding my position. The third was the same again barely below the previous. Again my skin was broken and blood started to drip down my chest. The fourth blow cut right across my nipples. At this point my Master stood and approached the Master administering my punishment and whispered something I could not hear in his ear. My Master returned to his seat and the next blow was not as hard and my skin was not broken. Obviously Master had told the other Master to lessen the blows. I was grateful to my Master beyond words. The Master continued to administer his punishment down my chest then to my thighs where he worked his way up instead of down. The final also hit my balls and I almost passed out. My Master jumped up and grabbed me sparing me another fifteen minutes of that Master’s torture.

Master again took me to the side room after announcing that the Master’s slave would give his ball punch after the break. Once we had privacy Master apologized to me he said that Master is a jerk. He was jealous that I was a much better slave than his slave. He had been giving Master shit all night long about everything saying he would break me. He hugged me and kissed my forehead. He then asked me if I was ready to continue I replied that I would do as he ordered. Master smiled and kissed me again. He lead me back to the stage where the slave gave me his ball punch but like the previous slaves pulled the punch but it looked convincing. When he stood I thanked him as I had others and he whispered in my ear that he was sorry for what his Master had done.

The first Master of the last session approached me and pulled a box out of his pocket and opened it. I couldn’t fully see what was inside however the Master pulled out a needle. I was instructed to put my hands on my head. The Master pinched my left nipple and inserted the needle through it. He then got another needle out of the box and pinched the same nipple in the opposite direction which hurt a lot and inserted another nipple. The process was repeated with my right nipple. Then Master returned to my left nipple and inserted two more needles between the first two but at a deeper point on my nipple.

Again the process was repeated with my right one. At the very end of his time the Master inserted one last needled through the very tip of each nipple. The Master then handed the box to his slave who was kneeling at His feet and proceeded to remove the needles from my nipples. As he did so He said He would love to have more time to use me in the future He had other places he would like to treat similarly. His slave then was ordered to take his punch. He also didn’t give me a real punch. I was starting to wonder what was going on.

The next Master’s slave rolled a spanking bench onto the stage. I was told to mount the bench but I was not restrained per what Master said were the rules of the evening. I thought I was in for another spanking but I noticed that the Master stuck his hand in a tub of grease. He started first fingering my hole I thought perhaps he was lubing my ass to fuck me but he inserted more and more fingers until there were four, then his thumb passed into my hole. Slowly he inserted his entire hand in my ass. I was being fisted for the first time. It did hurt incredibly at first then he reached that spot inside and it felt incredible. I could feel my cock start to stiffen until the pins of my cage put a stop to that. The Master went deeper and deeper until it felt like he was into my ass up to his elbow. It was all kinda overwhelming. I almost passed out from the sensation. This was definitely something I hoped my Master would explore with me in the future. The slave was ordered to clean me up and licked my hole clean then he punched my balls and like the others it didn’t hurt nearly as much as I thought it would.

I stood and faced the Masters to await the punishment of the next Master. The previous Master’s slave rolled the spanking bench back to the side of the stage. The new Master approached and had in his hand a parachute ball stretcher. Like the one I had worn previously this one had small needles like thumbtacks built into it so that as it stretched my balls it would also pierce them although not enough to break the skin. Just enough to add to the discomfort and pain. The device was fitted around my balls and His slave presented him with a weight which was attached to the bottom of the parachute.

The downward tug on my balls was painful but not unbearably so. Not really even enough that I would have considered it punishment. The Master then ordered me to start doing jumping jacks the added pain from the weight bouncing up and down thanks to the jumping jacks after about five minutes of that I was ordered to run in place for five minutes followed by burpees for the remaining time. What I thought was going to be easy rapidly went to sheer torture. I hadn’t gotten much exercise lately so I rapidly got tired and started to slow down and the Master produced a crop and smacked my ass and told me to speed up. I complied to the best of my ability but he had to crop my ass a couple more times. I was very grateful when his time was up. The ball stretcher was removed and his slave took his punch. Like the others it barely hurt and fortunately the slave was not caught.

The next Master approached and there was a low table brought to the front of the stage. I was instructed to lay on the table. I hadn’t noticed but apparently while I was doing my exercises lots of candles were brought on stage and lit on small shelves towards the back of the stage. Once I was laid out on the table the Master ordered his slave to retrieve a couple candles and the slave followed his Master’s orders. Once the Master had the candles he started pouring the freshly melted wax over my chest. At first it burned but I did kind of get used to the sensation Next he did my cock and balls before finishing with my face. When he was done the re-solidified wax was removed from my body before his slave punched my balls.

The final Master as I was to find out rose and ordered me to stand with my legs just over shoulder width apart and my arms held straight out to the sides. Goggles were placed over my eyes that blocked my vision. His slave produced a paint ball gun which I just caught of glimpse of before I was blindfolded. I had been to do a paintball battle not long before my enslavement with some of my friends and I remembered how painful the paintballs were when I was wearing overalls over my clothes, I could even imagine how painful they were going to be with me naked. and the Master started shooting me from a distance which could not have been very far given the small size of the room. The paintballs hurt like a motherfucker. Again I had to picture my Master’s face smiling at me and telling me how he loved me to get through it. Finally his turn was up I only had to survive one more ball punch. That last punch, from the Alpha slave, was just like the rest almost painless.

Master stood and hugged me then started to lead me from the room, when the Alpha slave stood and looked to his Master who nodded. He asked my Master for permission to speak. My Master simply nodded. The Alpha slave said that the slaves spoke together during the first and second breaks while preparing the round of refreshments for the Masters and they all decided that they wished to be allowed the honor of providing my aftercare in the dungeon room and would then deliver me to my Master’s room. Master nodded and the assembled slaves all stood and escorted me to the dungeon room. Once we were alone the slaves all started patting me on the back and started telling me how impressed they were with me. One of them got a wet cloth and started cleaning the wounds especially the ones where the cane broke my skin while another grabbed what must have been some version of the miracle ointment from the Training Center. The ointment was put on my wounds and the slaves had me lay on my stomach and they started massaging my back legs and feet. I didn’t realize that I had stressed so much over the session but the massage loosed knots I didn’t even know were there. It felt sooooo good. Once they were done massaging I asked them why did you guys not punch my balls like you were supposed to. The Alpha slave spoke for the rest and said that after the first session they had talked in the refreshment prep area away from the Masters about how impressed they were at how I was taking my punishments and they mutually decided they did not want to add to them. He did say that a couple slaves just after the break were afraid of what their Masters would do if they were caught but that even they didn’t hit as hard as they could have. I thanked them all from the bottom of my heart. They stressed how I could never tell the truth about what happened or they all would be in serious trouble. I pledged my life on never telling.

My fellow slaves all hugged me and I felt like I was finally part of a slave family for the first time since I parted ways with my training class at the Center. The Alpha slave escorted me to Master’s room where I kneeled on the floor ass up and face on the floor while the Alpha slave knocked and let Master know that I was there. Master hugged and gave me a passion kiss on the lips with tongue and everything and then escorted me to Him bed. I crawled in and Master snuggled up to me and whispered to me to go to sleep that we would have plenty of sex the next day. After that massage I was so relaxed that I fell asleep in a matter of moments.