by usemeinva

Chapter 42

It was me but the Headmaster that awoke the slaves in the morning. It was nearly dawn when he entered the room. The first thing he did was present me with my Master’s birthday gift and instructed me to put it on. I had not been looking forward to having my cock locked back up but anything that made Master happy makes me happy. It was difficult putting the tube up my piss slit but I finally managed. Once I was done the Headmaster locked the padlock and kept the key. He then instructed the other slaves to stand and get in line behind me. He then lead us outside to where there was a livestock trailer. He ordered us all into the trailer. He said the original plan was for us to run to make this trip but it has gotten colder and we aren’t sure it will be safe to run on the slippery roads.

We left the school and were driven a few miles down the road to the bank of a river. I of course knew what was expected of the slaves but apparently it will be required of me as well. The river was almost completely frozen over but there were a few breaks in the ice near the bank. The Headmaster informed the slaves that we were all required to get in the river and wade out to we were in water up to our waists. Then we were to submerge ourselves fully count to 5 and stand up and do it again. At that point we can return to the bank and get back in the trailer.

OH MY GOD! THAT WATER WAS FUCKING COLD. I didn’t know if I was going to survive. My teeth were chattering the moment my toes got wet. When I got out to the necessary depth they were fully out chattering so hard I was afraid that my teeth would break. It was a good thing that I had my cock cage on because if I didn’t I’m sure my balls would have crawled up inside of me. I submerged myself the required times and quickly made my way back to the trailer. I was sure I was blue all over. It wasn’t any warmer in the trailer but at least it was somewhat out of the wind. Soon the rest of the slaves were with me and we headed back to the school. Once we returned the Headmaster informed us that we had to do our showers outdoors.

The showers were just as bad as the river. I know I was blue all over and there was so much shrinkage down below I was afraid my cage would fall off because there was nothing there to hold it on. Once we were all done with the showers we were lead back to the classroom The Headmaster paired us off and gave one of us in each pair a large amount of ointment and told us to spread it all over our partner starting with the balls, taint and ass crack, then the cock and the rest of our bodies from head to toe. Only once the lotion was covering half of my body did the Headmaster inform us that this was like the ointment I had used on the slaves yesterday only ten times stronger. About that time my balls were on fire. In no time I completely forgot all about them ever being cold. Once we were all covered the Headmaster turned the class back over to me and went to enjoy the rest of his New Year’s Day.

I instructed each of the slaves to go get one of the items that were covered by a cloth in the corner. They went and pulled the cloth off to discover seven wooden horses. The horses were quite simply wooden torture devices. They were basically square wooden beams with the point sticking straight up. Each slave’s horse was tall enough that when they were riding it their feet couldn’t touch the ground. I told each of the slaves to mount their horse so that the point was hitting them right along the taint and the balls. Their ankles were shackled under the horse so they couldn’t use their legs to support their weight and the wrists were shackled behind their back for the same reason.

After a very few minutes the pain from riding the horse was going to get intense. But I was far from done. I instructed all of the slaves to set up straight on their horses and I flogged each of their chests, abs and cocks in turn for the hour they were made to sit there. After a few minutes I could see the slaves start to try to shift their positions to relieve the pain of the point of the beam on such a tender place but there was really no way for them to do so since they couldn’t use their legs or arms to lift up. By the time the hour was over they all had tears in their eyes. I wasn’t sure if it was from the ointment which was still burning hot or from the flogging or the horse.

Next we went to the weight room and did two hours on the weights. My goal was to improve their muscle tone to make them more attractive to the Masters. I hoped my plan worked. As always, I turned this part of the training over to 6 and he impressed me with both his knowledge of what they slaves should do to achieve my goal for each of them but also his patience in working with the less athletically inclined slaves. I really hoped that his new Master would allow him to take over my role for next year’s class. I even had him help me work out as well to help make myself better for my Master.

By the time we headed back to the classroom the ointment has worn off enough that it was no longer painful but it was still there. When we returned to the classroom, there was a note from the Headmaster and four large tubes of the ointment. The note said for us to reapply the ointment to each other and for me to bring eight paddles to his office. I was to collar each of the slaves and chain us all together. We were also to shackle our wrists and ankles. He had not forgotten it was our birthdays and we were going on another little road trip to celebrate.

We paired off again and reapplied the ointment to each other. I had 7 as my partner. By the time we were done and the collars and chains were on the ointment was starting to burn like fire. I only hoped if we were traveling again by the livestock trailer it might help cool it off some. When we got to the Headmaster’s office he reshackled our wrists so they were attached to our collars and then led us out to a van. No such luck as to cool off in the trailer. We were all ordered inside. The Headmaster climbed in the driver’s seat and we left the school. In the back of the van we had no idea where we were being taken. After several minutes the van came to a stop and the Headmaster opened the rear door. The first thing I noticed was that we were in a large parking lot. We were ordered out and to line up. Once I was able to look around I saw that we had been taken to the local mall. The Headmaster gave each of us a paddle the wrote on our backs, “Today is my Birthday! Please paddle me.” With that he lead us towards the mall. I was used enough being naked in public places but this was a new experience for the other slaves. I could tell they were very uncomfortable at first. 2 and 3 both tried to hide their cocks but the Headmaster spotted that quickly and order them not to. Not that they had a lot of choice with their wrist shackled to their collars. But they kept trying to turn away when people walked past.

I along with the other slaves must have been paddled hundreds of time by the time we reached the center of the mall. I thought maybe we would stop there but the Headmaster lead us all around the mall before bringing us back to the center where a small stage had been set up. We were told to get on the stage and each mount the spanking bench that was set up there. The Headmaster informed us that we would remain on display there for the next two hours available for anyone to spank us. The only saving grace was that since it was New Year’s Day there were few people out shopping. Regardless I received enough paddle swats that I was sure my ass was well-blistered.

One man stepped up behind me and asked, “How old are you today, faggot?”

“Nineteen, Sir!”

“So nineteen swats plus one to grow on.” Then he chuckled and added, “Not that you’ll be able to grow much in that cage.”

He started swatting my ass and there was no warm up, no he lit my ass up. I had never been paddled so hard in my life and for me that was saying something. Between the ointment and the paddling my ass felt like it was going up in flames. I took a moment to check out the other slaves and many of them had moisture on their faces I wasn’t sure if it was tears or sweat from being on fire as well. When the two hours on stage were done the Headmaster returned and gathered us up and I thought we would head back to the school but no, he lead us to the nearest public restroom where he unshackled us from each other only. He informed us that since the mall owners had been so nice as to allow us to get paddled there and use their stage, we would be repaying them by cleaning this restroom for them. The catch is that you are not getting unshackled further so you will need to clean the urinals, toilets and floor with your tongues. I took over an assigned a slave to each toilet and urinal to get started then we would each clean the floor in the area of our toilet or urinal then work together on the rest of the floor. I gave myself the worst of the toilets. It looked like someone who was ill was the last one to use it. I hated every minute of cleaning it but I did my duty. When we were done the Headmaster chained us back together and lead us back to the van.

Once we returned to the school the Headmaster reapplied the ointment to each of us but this time only to our cocks, balls, taints and ass cracks. He then put one of the parachute ball stretchers on each of us and attached the chain at the end of it to the chain between the shackles on our ankles. It wasn’t bad at first but eventually my legs started to cramp and I wanted to stretch them out but when I tried I almost pulled my balls off. It was going to be a long night I was afraid. But eventually sometime during the night I drifted off to sleep.