Chapter 3
It was time to leave Mistress Ming's house and Lien was
dressed, or rather tied up, by the two little sissies. First a brutal
corset was fitted around Lien's waist, followed by a broad, black
leather collar. Lien's hands were then tied in an armbinder, a black
leather sack that held Lien's arms behind him, elbows touching. Shiny,
black Oxfords with seven-inch shiny steel stilettos were put on Lien's
feet. They were at least two sizes too small and hurt Lien's feet
terribly, but when Lien was shown his own image in the mirror, the pain
almost went away. Lien didn't have any tits yet and the face was still
too masculine, but otherwise Lien was beginning to look very feminine.
Very feminine indeed, in spite of the badly beaten cock that hung
between his legs. Only Lien had stopped thinking of "himself", but now
rather thought of "herself". The conditioning that had been started, the
torture applied and Lien's lust for Master was transforming even her
mind. Lien had begun thinking of herself in the feminine, as Lien the
slave shemale.
Master did not, however, allow Lien to stare at her reflection for too
long. He ordered the two castrated sissies to gag and hood her. Soon a
massive, jaw-wrenching ball-gag had been put in her mouth and her head
was sealed inside a thick, black rubber hood, leaving only her nose
free. Then Master tied a leash around her cock, an action that made Lien
scream in pain and almost collapse.
With Lien standing blind and mute at his side, trembling with fear and
fresh pain, Master bid Mistress Ming farewell as she stood at the top of
the stair leading up to her mansion. At either side of her stood her two
castrated sissy-slaves/-sons, their eyes downcast in submission. Once
the farewells were over, Master led his new slave down to his limousine.
This time Xue was kneeling inside the car, bound and hooded, just
waiting to service her Master, while Lien was tied up in ball and put in
the trunk of the car. The position was far from comfortable, but Lien
immediately fell asleep as the car began moving. The last few days had
been extraordinarily demanding and she definitely needed the rest.
Lien had no idea how long she slept, but she was woken up by strong
hands pulling her from the trunk. The hands removed the straps binding
her legs and a leash was once again attached to her very sore member and
she was led away, whimpering from the pain in her cock. Again she was
led up a flight of stairs and into a large building. When the hood was
removed and her eyes had adjusted to the light, Lien saw that she was in
a doctor's office. She stood next to Master who sat in a comfortable
leather armchair. The chair stood in front of an imposing desk, behind
which sat an old woman in doctor's whites. She and Master were
discussing something and didn't seem to be paying Lien any attention.
The person who had removed Lien's turned out to be a nurse in a shiny
white rubber uniform. The uniform was barely large enough for the nurse,
a very pretty Chinese woman in her late twenties. It only just covered
her butt and was fitted so tightly that not only did it look like the
nurse's ample breasts were about to explode out of the it, but also
every single button in the row running down the uniforms front looked
ready to pop off. On the nurse's feet were shiny, white stilettos boots,
ankle high with seven-inch heels. Her hair was cut in a short pageboy,
and the only indication that she was a slave was the massive steel ring
in her nose.
Master and the female doctor talked for few minutes, then both stood and
said their goodbyes. Master then turned to Lien and said: "You need some
surgery, so I'll leave you in the hands of Dr. Lee here. Behave!" And
with that admonition Master left Lien. Lien of course, was unable to
object and could only see Master back disappear through the door. Then,
without wasting any time, Dr. Lee barked an order at the slave-nurse,
who curtseyed and led Lien off by her cock leash.
Lien was led through endless hallways and corridors until she was pushed
into an operating room. Seeing the operating table laid out for her made
Lien whine, but it was much too late for resistance. As she backed away,
the nurse plunged a syringe into her buttocks and soon she lost
consciousness.
When Lien woke up she was unable to see, unable to hear, unable to talk
and unable to move at all. As she realized this she was briefly seized
by a panic attack and lay helplessly trying to thrash and scream,
without succeeding with any of it. Once the panic had died down and her
heartbeat had settled into a more normal rhythm, Lien began to take
stock of her situation. She was lying on her back, tied down with straps
going around her body and limbs at small, regular intervals, even
holding her around the mouth and forehead. Her hands and feet felt
somehow sedated and had no movement left to them. Something, most
probably a giant dildo, had been pushed down her throat preventing her
from using her voice.
Strangely, discovering how thoroughly she had been bound, how massively
she was controlled, helped calm her down. She was a slave after all, and
slaves should always wait for and obey their master or mistress'
commands. So Lien settled down to wait for something to happen. In the
meantime she wondered what had been done to her, what changes had been
made to her body.
In time (Lien had no idea how much time), something did happen. She felt
how some kind of liquid was pumped through the dildo in her throat and
straight down into her stomach. As her stomach filled up she suddenly
noticed that she was wearing a very restrictive corset, pressing
painfully against on her stomach as it filled up. She also now felt the
catheter in her cock draining fluid from her and the strange and
enormously unpleasant tube in her ass first filling her up with liquid,
only to drain it away. It seemed that she was to remain sealed up for
some time. As her senses finally took complete stock of the situation,
she realized that she was wrapped in thick rubber, her every orifice
filled with a tube. Even her nostrils had tubes in them going down into
her lungs. Lien, it seemed was going to stay bound for a long time. The
thought made her sweat with fear and excitement and her cock became hard
and throbbing in spite of the very unpleasant catheter.
A short while after being fed and having her waste removed, a voice came
on in her ears. The voice was pleasant enough, informing her that her
Chinese lesson would begin now. Inside her rubber cocoon, tightly bound,
there were no other influences and Lien was now subjected to endless
repetitions as she began to learn the language. Since she couldn't speak
and thus make no mistakes, there were few punishments for poor
performance. There was, however, frequent electric shocks to her
genitals, just to keep her awake and sharp.
After some time in the cocoon, Lien began to feel a tightness across her
chest, as if it was getting bigger. Lien's erection became almost
feverish as she realized that she was probably growing tits.
Finally the cocoon came off. At first she had to wear sunglasses as her
eyes adjusted to the light and she was so weak and stiff in the joints
that she had to be helped out of bed, into a wheelchair a driven off to
be bathed. The bath was followed by physical therapy and it was during
this she spoke her first words with her new voice. She wanted to say
something about how much it hurt, but stopped completely in her tracks
when she heard her new voice, which turned out to be a very light,
almost too light, soprano.
As she recovered from the shock of hearing her new voice, she looked
down her body, her eyes fully adjusted for the first time since coming
out of the cocoon. The shock made her momentarily speechless. That she
had grown a pair of tits was no surprise. They were still quite small,
but very nice with big, pert nipples. What really shocked her was what
had been done to her hands and feet. They were tiny! Her hands were no
longer those of a Karate instructor, but rather those of a kept woman
who had never had to do anything even remotely manual in her life. Her
fingers were long and delicate and her wrists were now slender and
somehow loose. But her feet were the biggest surprise. They had shrunk
at least four sizes and were now tiny and delicate.
Lien gaped in surprise, which was only amplified when she was led in
front of a mirror. Lien was standing with the help of the same
slave-nurse who had led her into the operating room when she had first
arrived at this perverse clinic. But whereas the nurse looked just as
she had when Lien arrived, Lien now looked very different. Not only were
her hands and feet much smaller. Her tits were coming along nicely and
the corset training while bound in rubber had reduced her waist to a
very nice twenty-some inches. The biggest surprise, however, was her
face. Lien's face had been completely remade and she now sported a very
delicate, very feminine face. Phil's solid jaw-line had been replaced by
the small and pretty jaw-line of very delicate girl, Lien. Her nose was
a cute button, her cheekbones high and her eyes were large and
expressive, with high arching eyebrows. Her hair had been allowed to
grow during her captivity and she was now sporting a rather unruly mop,
looking something like a blonde pageboy. All the muscles in her body
were now tiny, soft and feminine. Lien thought she looked stunningly
feminine and as she looked in the mirror, her erection told the world
that she approved of her transformation.
There was, however, little time for gazing at her own reflection. When
the slave-nurse was sure that Lien had seen her own reflection, she
quickly led her to a corner of the room where she started dressing her.
Since Lien could now move on her own, there was no reason why she should
not start her training right away. First Lien's wrist were cuffed, the
cuffs connected to chains and the chains pulled by a winch. Soon Lien
dangled by her wrists a few inches off the ground. A corset was fitted
to her waist, extending from just below her new breasts to just above
her hips. When all the strings had been pulled and tied down, Lien's
waist was no more than twenty inches. On her feet went shiny, black
Oxfords with seven-inch metal stilettos. Her feet might have shrunk four
sizes or so, but so had her shoes and the result was that the sexy
stilettos still hurt her feet terribly. But her feet were now extremely
small, petite and sexy in their new brutal confinement. Her ass was
packed by a short, fat butt-plug, causing Lien to gasp with a mixture of
discomfort and lust. The winch moved again and soon Lien stood on the
floor again. The nurse collared her with a broad steel collar and she
put Lien's hands into shiny, black rubber mittens, which forced her
hands into useless cone-like shapes. Her hands were then forced up
between her shoulder blades and tied in a backprayer.
The nurse then put a leash on her collar and led her out of the room,
Lien still a little stiff and insecure on her legs. She sported a raging
hard-on as the situation had once again exposed what a complete and
utter slut she was. The nurse once again led Lien through endless
corridors and hallways. This time they met others in the corridors. They
passed two nurses leading a huge black pony-boy, trying desperately to
break free from his bonds, the nurses keeping him in check with cattle
prods. The pony had very broad shoulders and a deep, muscular chest, but
had no arms, not even stumps where they had been. His feet were pressed
into hoof-like boots that forced him to always walk on his toes. He had
been fitted with a head-harness with blinkers and a bit and it seemed
that his voice had been changed so that he was now only able to emit
whinnying sounds like those of a real horse. He was extremely well hung,
but his giant cock was imprisoned inside a ball of steel-mesh, engulfing
his genitals completely. No matter how hard he tried to break free, the
nurses had the upper hands and he was led inexorably towards his fate.
Making Lien shudder with fear and revulsion they also passed a cart with
five human forms, forms that had been reduced to mere fuck-and-suck
machines. They all looked Chinese had no arms and no legs and all had
had their vocal cords removed. There were three females and two males.
The women had huge breasts and the men enormous cocks and all had
tongues that were so long that they hung out their mouths. They were all
completely devoid of hair and were all tied down by a single strap
around their waist, holding them to the cart. They looked completely
desperate and uncomprehending, as if they all wondered what had happened
to them.
Finally after passing several drastically changed slaves, Lien arrived
at the doctor's office once again and she was led in. Inside Master sat
in the same chair as he had done a few weeks ago. Lien's heart leapt
with joy as she saw him and she scampered over to him and immediately
dropped to her knees and kissed his fine, Italian leather shoes. Master
looked at her briefly and when she looked up, craving his attention, he
slapped her viciously. Slaves must remain down until ordered to stand
up. Even being slapped felt good when it was Master doing the slapping.
Lien stayed down as ordered and after a while the conversation stopped.
Lien felt Master grasp her by the hair and soon she was yanked to her
feet. He looked her deeply in the eyes and Lien felt herself go weak, as
his eyes possessed her. She nearly cried with gratitude when he kissed
her deeply and her hard-on pressed desperately against him. Master
didn't pay her cock any attention though. He simply gagged and hooded
her before leading her off. She was thrown into the trunk of the car and
she felt the car moving.
After a while Lien dozed off and she didn't feel the car stop. She woke
up when strong hands pulled her none too gently from the trunk and put
her feet on the ground. A leash was attached to her genitals and a tug
on the leash told her it was time to get going. The ground she walked on
was uneven and she had quite a bit of trouble keeping up, stumbling
along in her high heels. Whoever pulled the leash (Lien hoped and
believed it was Master) had little patience with her tardiness and soon
blows from a riding crop were landing on her exposed thighs, making her
squeal with pain and submissive delight behind her gag. After a couple
of minutes of stumbling in the dark, Lien was brought to a halt and her
hood was pulled off. For a few seconds she stood squinting against the
sun as her eyes adjusted.
She was standing next to a paddock and in it two ponies were being
trained. The ponies were very large and very muscular white men and they
were so severely controlled that it made Lien start with fright. They
were armless and their feet had been pressed into tiny ballet shoes made
of shiny, hard, black plastic forcing them to stand with their toes
pressed into an impossibly small cone. Their heads were completely
encased in thick, black rubber with tiny holes at their nostrils
allowing them to breathe. Their mouths had been stuffed with huge gags,
which could be pulled out at feeding time. Brutal neck corsets made sure
that their heads were completely immobile, chin forced up and nose
pointing straight ahead. They were not equipped with a bit for control.
Rather their balls had been pierced and through both sets of testicles
ran a thick metal rod. It was to this rod that their reins were
attached. Their cocks were imprisoned in impossibly small steel tubes
and through the cock-heads a thick steel ring had been inserted for
further control. In their asses resided monstrous dildos, secured in
place by furious inflation of a bladder in the head of the dildo. They
moved in perfect and completely silent unison, high-stepping to the
instructions of a female trainer. All the instructions were delivered by
use of her whip and via the reins. Their bodies were permanently marked
by the whipped instructions and yet from the tips of their imprisoned
cocks a slow dribble of unfulfilled lust flowed.
Master led Lien up to the fence surrounding the paddock and called out
to the trainer. She immediately turned and ran as fast as she could over
to the fence, the ponies frantically trying to keep up. When she got to
the fence, she stopped the ponies and dropped to her knees to worship
Master's feet, taking obvious pleasure in seeing him. At his command she
rose to stand in front of them, her head bowed demurely. She was a
beautiful little woman, perhaps twenty-two years old with shiny black
hair cropped very short and giving her a quite boyish look. She was clad
in a full-body, red rubber suit and on her feet were red, stiletto ankle
boots, with heels six inches high. The only sign of her slave status was
the thick steel ring piercing her septum.
Master delivered a set of instructions to the rubber-clad mistress and
this time Lien understood fragments of them. The lessons given to her
while she had been bound to her hospital bed had paid off. When Master
had finished giving instructions he turned to Lien: "This is Mistress
Na. She will help you become a better slave, teach you the Chinese
language while at the same time making sure that you will no longer be
able to speak any other languages. You will obey her every command as if
they came directly from me. Disobeying her is disobeying me and
disobedience is always painful." He directed his attention to Mistress
Na and said something Lien didn't understand. Mistress Na. on the other
hand, clearly understood and with an expression of pure joy and
gratitude she dropped to her knees. With the utmost care and reverence
she took out Master's member and began blowing him. Lien looked on
enviously as she had no doubt Mistress Na was a real expert. Only Lien
had trouble determining who enjoyed the blowjob the most. Sure Master
was panting and looking like he enjoying it immensely, but Mistress Na
almost seemed to be going wild with ecstasy, her eyes half-closed as she
moaned with passion. When Master shot his load in her mouth, she tried
to scream with ecstasy as she swallowed. When she had licked his cock
clean, she put it back in his pants with the same extreme reverence she
had employed taking it out. Then she kissed his shoes as she thanked him
and pressed her head to the ground as he left. Only when he had been
gone for a few minutes did she rise, an expression of pure devotion on
her face.
She rose with a natural grace and elegance that was quite stunning and
Lien suddenly remembered that Na meant graceful. A very fitting name for
the rubber-clad mistress. Mistress Na looked at Lien for a second or
two. Then she took her leash and tied it to the fence and resumed
training the two severely bound pony-boys. After several hours of harsh
training, Mistress Na led the ponies, now covered with new layer of red
welts and drenched in sweat, to the stables. Lien stood tied to the
fence and watched their backs disappear into the growing twilight. She
stood there for quite a while and she was almost beginning to think that
she had been forgotten, when Mistress Na appeared out of the darkness.
Still not speaking she led the bound and gagged sissy towards a large
building, which Lien thought looked like a stable.
Once inside Lien saw that it was not only a stable, but that the huge
building had also been built as a training facility. The right half of
the building held a large number of enclosures and in these enclosures
stood all the ponies in training at the moment. Lien guessed that there
were at least twenty ponies, some paired, some alone. None of the ponies
had arms and only a few were able to see. All were male and all had
their members imprisoned. Some were feminized but most had been large
and muscular men, now reduced to ponies. All of the ponies were
controlled with a huge dildo-pole rammed up their ass, forcing them not
only to stay in the same place, but also to sleep standing up. Master
believed that since real horses slept standing up, so should his ponies.
The left half of the building was a huge open area filled with places
and instruments for training and punishing slaves. Immediately Lien saw
the two huge ponies Mistress Na had been training. Apparently they had
performed poorly because two stable-hands were in the process of
punishing them. Their feet, imprisoned as they were in the black,
plastic cone-like shoes, were tied together by a very short chain, which
was in turn chained to the cement floor, leaving them only enough space
for tiny, panicky foot movements. Their upper bodies were now tied with
a broad leather strap and to this strap two chains had been attached.
The chains hung down from the ceiling, preventing them from falling over
as the punishment progressed. In their asses were tubes connected to
huge enema bags and Lien could see how their bellies were distended far
beyond what she would have thought possible. The tubes must have been
secured in their asses in such a manner that couldn't be expelled.
Otherwise Lien thought the tubes and all the watery shit behind them
would probably explode out of the ponies asses. They certainly looked
ready to explode. While their asses were being filled to ever more
intolerable levels, the stable-hands were busy administering other
punishments. One stable-hand used a cattle prod to shock the ponies'
genitals while the other used nose-clamps on them for some very severe
breathplay. The ponies' heads were still encased in the thick, black
rubber hoods and Lien was beginning to doubt that the hoods ever came
off. Lien was of course absolutely right. The ponies had been blinded
and had had their hearing destroyed before being permanently sealed
inside the rubber hoods. Since their sense of smell had also been
destroyed, their world was now one which contained only the sense of
touch. And the touch of the world outside their rubber hoods brought
them precious little pleasure. It had been years since they had been
allowed to cum and Master made sure that his ponies were punished
severely for even the most trivial infraction. The ponies' only thought
was of obedience so that they might be allowed to cum one day. All other
thoughts had long since been expelled from their now permanently damaged
minds. Master had reduced them to unthinking beasts. Although Lien
didn't know it, the two ponies had been in this state for well over five
years and it had been three years since Master had allowed them to cum.
As Lien was led away she could hear them scream inside their hoods
whenever their nose-clamps were removed. Their punishment would continue
for hours.
Mistress Na, however, seemed completely uninterested in the two ponies
and their horrible situation. She led Lien further into the punishment
area until they came to a kind of enclosure, surrounded by a fence,
within the larger area. She opened the door in the fence and pushed Lien
through. Once inside she made Lien kneel. She positioned herself so that
her crotch was about four inches from Lien's face and ungagged Lien.
Then she reached down and pulled Lien's head back so that her face
pointed up: "Master has given me two months to turn you into a proper
sissy-slave. Master does not tolerate anything less than perfection, so
you had better perform you useless, round-eyed faggot!" Mistress Na spat
the last sentence out and continued: "Not only will you understand only
Chinese in two months, your body will be properly feminine and your
skills as a sex-slave will be perfect. If you disappoint Master in any
way you will suffer..." Lien shuddered at the words and remained
kneeling as Mistress Na went to fetch a syringe and a small bottle
filled with a clear liquid: "This will help you grow a set of nice tits,
improving on those pitiful little things you already have." Mistress Na
injected Lien in both her tits and in both her butt-cheeks before
putting the syringe away. Then she returned to Lien and said: "Since you
are to learn Chinese, these words are the last orders you will receive
in English. From now on you had better understand the orders given to
you. If not, punishment will be swift and painful. Understand?" Lien
understood perfectly and swallowed hard as her gag was removed and she
answered: "Mistress, yes Mistress. I understand."
There was only one thing left before her training commenced. Mistress Na
fetched some items from a nearby table and came back to kneel beside
Lien. She then wrapped Lien's cock in an ice-pack, making Lien squeal
softly with discomfort as her cock shrunk. Then she equipped Lien with a
chastity device. It was a tiny, steel tube that held her cock and at one
end it had two steel wires to keep her cock-head imprisoned. At the
other end a steel wire was welded to the tube and Mistress Na wrapped
the very tightly several times around Lien's balls before securing the
wire to the tube with a small padlock. It was now impossible to get it
off without the key and anyone trying to do so would rip Lien's balls
off. The tube made it very painful for Lien to get hard as the shaft of
her cock was painfully compressed and her cock-head would press
painfully against the wires crossing it. Lien whimpered in defeat as she
realized what this meant. From now on her life as a slave would be
mostly, if not completely, without release and she now existed only to
serve.
Her first lesson was proper walking technique, walking in a sexy and
enticing manner and mastering her very high heels. The lessons were,
like all the other lessons she would receive, very hard. Mistress Na
hadn't been kidding when she had said that Master demanded perfection.
Her every move was judged and even the tiniest of mistakes was punished
severely. Mistress Na was an expert user of the riding crop, but her
talents were not limited to whipping. A cattle prod applied
enthusiastically to Lien's more tender body part, especially her
genitals, was one of Mistress Na's favorites as was the use of chili oil
as an enema. The lessons were made all the harder because all
instructions were given in Chinese and in the rare cases when a reply
was expected, this had to be in Chinese as well.
During all drills where Lien didn't use her mouth for something else
(sucking and licking and the like) she was trained in Chinese. Here the
same criterions for success applied; perfection and nothing else was
accepted. Of course this meant that it was a more than two weeks before
Lien was able to open her mouth without being punished.
Lien was trained for eighteen hours a day, but not by Mistress Na all
the time. Several times a day a number of men would arrive to improve
her skills as a sex-slave. Their arrival always made Lien shiver with
anticipation. Although she was never allowed to cum herself and she was
often punished brutally for her shortcomings, she had loved it from day
one. Being fucked furiously up the ass would always be her favorite, and
very soon she had learned all the tricks in this department, but it
didn't really matter if she was giving blowjobs, handjobs, footjobs or
if she was getting her tits fucked. Having a cock touch her body made
her wild with lust. Whether it was using her stiletto-clad foot to
gently get someone off or it was using her ass to pump someone dry
didn't really matter. Every contact she had with another cock made her
own imprisoned and needy cock strain against its prison, throbbing as
her mind almost went blank with submissive lust. Every cock that came
within touching distance made her more grateful that Master had caught
and enslaved her. How she had ever been able to live as Phil Green, the
karate instructor and independent businessman, was completely
incomprehensible. She had been born to be a sissy-slave and gradually
she began to forget that things had ever been different. Her old life
slipped away as she embraced her new. She just wished that she would be
allowed to cum.
Surprisingly her sex training did not include training in how to please
women. It was surprising because Mistress Na was her principal trainer
and Lien had expected to be forced to lick her cunt. There was, however,
a perfectly reasonable explanation for this. First of all she was being
trained as a slave for Master. Secondly Mistress Na was only a mistress
in the sense that she had authority over the poor ponies and sissies she
trained. To Master she was a slave and as such she had been fitted with
a chastity device of sorts as well. Mistress Na's cunt had simply been
sown shut and a small dome of steel mesh had been fitted over her
clitoris so that she couldn't just get off by rubbing it.
Master had found Mistress Na in Shanghai two years earlier where she had
been working as a professional dominant in spite her age. Normally
Master didn't enslave women, as he much preferred men. Men were so much
easier to control because of their cocks, and turning them into shemales
or ponies only made the control more definitive. In Mistress Na,
however, Master had seen a rare talent for training slaves and he had
decided that she should work for him in that capacity. He approached her
with an offer, which she promptly declined since she thought she would
be better of alone. Of course Master only very rarely took no for an
answer and soon Mistress Na found herself subjected to Master's
extremely brutal trademark training. In short order she was turned into
one of Master's little fucktoys, completely broken before he carefully
built her up again as a slave trainer. When he was finished with her she
loved him with the complete and utter devotion of all his slaves. But at
night when she lay in bed, clutching a gigantic dildo in her ass in the
futile hope that it might bring her an orgasm, she still wondered if she
might not have been happier if she had said yes to Master's offer the
first time he asked.
Meanwhile Lien's training progressed according to plan. Her sexual
appetite and consequent willingness to learn made it easy to teach her
sexual skills, but teaching her Chinese was harder. Day and night
phrases and words were drilled into her and her pronunciation was
tested, but still she had to be punished constantly. Only slowly did she
begin to perform adequately.
At night Lien was gagged and hooded and sealed inside a big, black
rubber sack. The sack was then hung on the wall so that Lien took up a
minimum of space while she slept. In the morning she was fed, given her
five morning enemas to clean her out and washed before the day's
training began. Lien was fed twice a day and always in the same way. In
one corner of the enclosure, which Lien didn't leave at all during her
stay with Mistress Na, was a large picture of Master. Just below it a
dildo stood out from the wall, a perfect replica of Master's magnificent
cock. First Lien would kneel in front of the picture. Then she would
recite her prayer in ever more perfect Chinese: "Master, please Master.
You are my Lord and God. Thank you keeping such a worthless slave as me.
Thank you, my Lord and God." After reciting the prayer Lien would suck
her sustenance out of the dildo, a thick semen-like substance that was
both food and water to her. While she sucked the semen out of the dildo
with her toothless mouth, she was required to keep her eyes on the
picture of Master, something she did with relish. Lien would feed in
this way for the rest of her long stay with Master. At every meal
Mistress Na joined her for the kneeling prayer to show her devotion to
Master, but she ate elsewhere.
Rapidly Lien got better and better at being a sex-slave. Her body
evolved equally fast as her tits grew until they were finally a pair of
magnificent 44FFF tits with nipples almost an inch long, thick, soft and
extremely sensitive to the touch. Her hips and ass also grew a most
pleasing layer of extra fat; making her much more feminine. Finally her
waist was subjected to brutal corset training. Just as she now wore
stilettos all the time, even when sleeping and when she was being
washed, she also wore a corset all the time. It was a severe thing
extending from just below her growing tits to just above her growing
hips and it was made from steel-reinforced black leather. The corset
gradually shrunk her waist down to a mere seventeen inches, so that Lien
now minced around more or less constantly out of breath. Not that she
minded, not really. Lien quickly grew to love having her waist
constricted, although she never grew to love this as much as she did her
high heels. Lien loved stilettos. Not only did they make her legs and
her walk sexy, feminine and elegant, they also made her deliciously
helpless. Sometimes it actually felt like the shoes were enslaving her
as they forced her to take small, mincing steps and the sight of her
long, elegant legs in their sexy shoes turned Lien on oh so powerfully.
That is when she wasn't busy being taught some lesson in a brutal
manner.
As for "teaching" Lien to not understand or speak English, this proved
easier if only because it was much simpler. For these lessons Lien was
fitted with what looked like a helmet. This helmet registered the
pattern of her brainwaves, read her mind as it were. The pattern her
brain emitted Lien understood something was very different from when she
didn't and this was used to condition her. Something was said to her in
English or she was shown an English text and whenever the helmet
detected that Lien had indeed understood it, she was punished. Usually
she was strapped to chair, a huge metal dildo rammed up her ass and most
of her body wired with electrodes capable of giving her very painful
electric shocks. Mistress Na was especially fond of piercing Lien's
balls with very thin needles connected to the generator. Having the
needles inserted into her balls was painful, but it was nothing compared
to the pain she experienced when the electricity was applied. She
screamed and thrashed, more often than not vomiting from the pain. Soon
her mind reacted strongly to English. At first she got blinding
headaches and her balls began to ache furiously as soon as she heard or
saw English and after six weeks her mind simply refused to understand
English anymore. When Mistress Na spoke to Lien in English or Lien was
shown even very simple English texts, she registered no comprehension.
Her mind simply refused to understand it anymore, since English was now
associated only with pain, not comprehension.
Lien knew that something important had been taken from her, but at the
same time her old personality had been all but erased. Lien could no
longer remember a time when she had not been Master's slave. As the two
months of her basic training wound to a close, her earliest memories
were of Master catching her and fucking her during some kind of martial
arts practice. Lien had trouble believing the she had ever had anything
to do with martial arts, as a sissy she was much too feminine and weak
for that sort of thing, but she thought that she might have been a
spectator or involved with one of the fighters. Surely she hadn't been a
fighter herself?
When the two moths were over Mistress Na had reason to be proud. Lien
had turned into a very obedient little slut with some exceptional sexual
skills. All the men Master had sent for this part of her training had
had nothing but praise for the last week of her training. Mistress Na
now stood in eager anticipation of Master's verdict. Would he like what
Lien had been turned into or not? If he approved of what Mistress Na had
accomplished, there was a very slim chance that he might actually grant
her one of the extremely rare orgasms he sometimes doled out to very
obedient slaves. If he did not approve Mistress Na was sure to spend
many hours, if not days, screaming in pain.
On the day Master would come to claim his little slut, the trainer and
the slave stood waiting for Master in the same way: Side by side, hands
on their backs, chest out, head down and feet together. Mistress Na as
usual dressed in red, rubber full body suit, whereas Lien wore only a
broad, black leather collar, her severe, black, leather corset and a
pair of black Oxfords with shiny metal heels, seven inches high. Both
were trembling with anticipation.
They only knew the day on which he would arrive and not the time, so
they were ready at dawn, standing dutifully at attention. Master,
however, did not see any need to arrive early, so the two slaves had
stood at attention for more than six hours when he finally arrived. Yet
none of them were displeased with Master for being late. Rather both
felt their hearts leap with joy as they heard his familiar footsteps and
the footsteps of those accompanying him.
Master wasted no time on greeting and simply let Mistress Na stand at
attention while he examined and ultimately tested Lien. First he ran his
hands over every inch of her body, searching for imperfections, areas of
skin not to his liking. Finding none, he stood back and circled her
again in search of things that displeased his eye. Again he found
nothing and he turned to testing her abilities in the Chinese language
and her lack of same when it came to English. As the test progressed
Master had to admit, if only to himself, that Mistress Na had done a
superb job. The stupid bitch actually spoke perfect Chinese, even if she
did lisp a little because of her lack of teeth, and even more impressive
was her complete lack of comprehension when he spoke English to her.
Finally it was time to test her sexual skills. To test her abilities
with her hands, feet and other extremities he had brought a selection of
associates to judge Lien. Over the next hour, while Mistress Na stood by
trembling with fear, each of these associates declared Lien to be an
absolute expert. Those who had sampled Xue's skills declared that Xue
was the only one they had ever met who was better. Finally Master tried
Lien out for himself. First he had her kneel and perform a blowjob. Lien
had been looking forward to Master's touch for a long time and now she
threw all her energy into pleasing him. Master was impressed. The only
mouth he had ever sampled that was better, was indeed Xue's, generally
considered to a marvel. Master also wanted to test Lien's skills with
her marvelously wide and welcoming ass, so before she made him cum,
Master turned her around and pushed her head down as he mounted her from
behind. Lien's skill with this, her most inviting feature, proved to be
the most pleasant. As Master rode towards a glorious orgasm he judged
that when it came to working her ass, Lien was actually even better that
Xue.
When he had shot his load into Lien's hungry and welcoming ass, Master
rose and lifted up Mistress Na's face: "Good work," he simply said and
saw her face express her extreme relief and gratitude. Directed at one
of his attending slave, a feminine young man, naked save for a pair of
stilettos and a chastity device, he then went on: "Undo her chastity
device." Mistress Na fell to the ground, kissing his feet as she babbled
out her thanks. The slave removed the steel wire holding her labia
together, then first unlocked and finally lifted away the mesh cup
"protecting" her clitoris. It had been secured by tiny locks, fastened
to piercings in the upper part of her labia. Then Master told Lien to
get him ready again, a task she sprang to with obvious delight. In
seconds she had him hard and he turned his attention to Mistress Na. He
wasted no time as he tied her hands together behind her back and lifted
her up to sit on his cock. She actually cried with gratitude as he slid
into her sopping wet cunt. Her first orgasm was not long coming and it
seemed to Master and the others that she hardly stopped coming the whole
time he fucked her. Finally as his own orgasm approached, he closed his
hands around her throat, denying her air during the final orgasm. Her
own panic at being denied air only seemed to drive her even wilder and
she experienced one of the most glorious orgasms of her life as she
passed out from lack of air.
When she regained consciousness, lying on the floor in a puddle of
Master's juices, she began thanking Master with incoherent babbles.
Master barely acknowledged this as he ordered the slave to sew her cunt
back up. While the slave sowed Mistress Na back up, Master had Lien, who
stood with a happy smile on her face as Master's cum ran down the inside
of her leg, tied with an armbinder, gagged and hooded. Then after
Mistress Na had been sown back up and released from her bonds, he
attached a leash to Lien's cock and led her off in much the same way she
had arrived.
