Chapter 6
If Lien had expected that life as one of Master's special
slaves would be easier she was sadly mistaken. As one his chosen few she
was expected to perform much, much better to all other slaves. This
meant a much harder schedule than all the others had. When Lien had been
a house-slave she had never seen Ashanti and her sisters in the slave
bathroom. She had assumed that this was because they had their own
special toilet and bathroom. This turned out to be false. The reason was
that Master's special slaves rose more than two hours before all the
other slaves and as such used the bathroom much earlier. Otherwise the
bathroom routine was much the same. They all took their morning dump
into the human toilets after which they had their morning enemas. As a
house-slave Lien had endured five enemas every morning. Now she had ten.
After a quick, cold shower the sissies ate their cold, liquid breakfast
kneeling in front of the likeness of Master's on the dank cement floor.
Then their mouths were washed and they dressed quickly, making sure that
they looked their very best for Master. All this was done before the
house-slaves rose and Xue and her team was ready for the day's work by
the time the first house-slave squatted over the unfortunate pair of
toilets.
Lien and her sister had no fixed schedule and were expected to perform
whatever service was needed at second's notice. They were always ready
to provide whatever service Master demanded of them, no matter how
painful, demeaning or disgusting.
Mei had once been cocooned in thick black rubber, her arms in a
backprayer and her legs doubled up, her calves fused to her thighs and
her head completely encased in rubber except for her mouth, her
nostrils, her imprisoned cock and her ass, and she had stayed that way
for two weeks acting as a toilet for the daughter of a wealthy Japanese
businessman Master had many dealings with. She was not only expected to
perform the "duties" of a toilet, which also included licking the asses
of her users clean, but she was also expected to perform flawlessly
whenever the woman cleaned her up and used her as a sex-toy. It had very
nearly killed when all the guests at the woman's going-away party had
contracted a case of food poisoning. Not only had they used her without
pause for more than ten hours straight, but Mei had also gotten the food
poisoning in a very bad way and since her immune system was already on
its heels as a result of her eating shit for two weeks straight it took
a while for her to get back on her feet. When she finally recovered she
had lost fifteen pounds and it had been necessary to fatten Mei, who had
been a policeman in the rural part of China once, up again.
Lin had once been exposed to two brothers, both wealthy businessmen from
the Shanghai area, who were into tits and titty-torture in a major way.
When she returned in a near hysterical state, her tits were not only
almost black with bruises and severely swollen from all the abuse. They
were so badly damaged that the skin had been worn almost completely off.
Master had seriously considered getting rid of her, selling her to a
cheap brothel in the seedier districts of Shanghai, but he didn't.
Although Master was cruel and merciless, he harbored a strange kind of
affection for his property and he decided to try and save those
magnificent tits. Back then Lin's tits had "only" been 52FFF, but Master
came up with a plan grow back the skin on her tits, by making the tits
grow altogether. So Lin's tits were wrapped in special plastic bags
filled with soothing cream (just thinking about this made Lin cry with
gratitude) and given a hefty dose of hormones. After three weeks her
tits had healed and in the process grown to their current size, 60FFF.
Lin, who had been a modestly successful owner of a small chain of shops,
was once again back to being a monster-titted freak, a position she
quite enjoyed.
Ashanti had also been subjected to extreme treatment during her time as
one of Master's favorites. One of Master's friends was a dear old
Scottish lady and an avid equestrienne. Her love of horses had of course
affected her taste when it came to sex and she had, like Master himself,
a special liking for pony-boys of one description or another. She had
trained and ridden many a pony-boy and pony-sissy as well as her fair
share of pony-girls, but one thing was missing. She had never ridden a
completely black pony-sissy, one as black as midnight. Of course Master
loaned her Ashanti for an extended period of time. Ashanti had both
loved and hated her time with the old lady and it had certainly taken
its toll on her. When she was returned to Master after a two month stay
with the little old lady, she had to be taught how to be a proper sissy
again. The sweet old lady had quite simply broken Ashanti again and
molded her into a pony. The little old lady had used a combination of
extremely brutal torture, with pain administered to practically every
available surface of Ashanti's body, and a series of truly mind-blowing
orgasms. While every little mistake was punished with pain to her
crotch, her tits, her ass, her back, her legs or even her feet, every
little thing done right resulted in a glorious handjob administered by
the lady herself wearing delicate kid-gloves as she jerked Ashanti's
very well-proportioned member to orgasm after orgasm. The result was a
nearly complete transformation into a pony when she was returned to
Master in a much-used state. This in turn resulted in a long and painful
process where Ashanti was once again taught how to be a proper
sissy-slave. Ashanti had gone from being a successful South African
businessman, to being a sissy house-slave, to being a highly trained
sissy-slave, to being a mere pony and back to being a well-trained
sissy-slave.
Finally Xue's worst experience had been acting as a fuck-toy at a
karate-school in central China. The school was sponsored by Master and
its main purpose was not to train talented karate students. No, the main
purpose of the school was to locate and train brutal and ruthless men
Master could use to consolidate his growing empire. This meant that the
students at the school, who received many other lessons apart from
karate, were mostly extremely brutal little shits. And since they were
in their teens, their hormones were running wild. Xue was of course
beaten a lot, but their imagination when it came to real torture wasn't
yet very well-developed so the beatings were not sophisticated compared
to what she had experienced elsewhere. However, the students were horny
all the time. Every minute of every day and through most of the night
there was someone who wanted to fuck her, preferably as brutally as
possible. Xue had almost been worn out. When she returned to Master
after a month at the school (she was relieved by a team of five
house-slaves) she looked like she hadn't slept in a month, which was
very nearly true. She walked exaggeratedly bowlegged since her ass
wouldn't stop bleeding from the wear and tear. It was the same with her
mouth. Her talented tongue and the smooth, toothless gums around it were
raw and bleeding from all the face-fuckings she had received. Her eyes
were red and bloodshot; not only from lack of sleep, but also from the
fact that the students had loved to shoot their load straight into her
face and the semen had stung her eyes so many times that they were now
red.
But in worst shape of all was Xue's cock. The teenagers had been
conflicted about fucking the gorgeous sissy. On one hand there was no
denying her beauty or sex appeal, but on the other hand most were still
afraid to be called gay. Most of them "solved" this contradiction by a
strange form of gay bashing. They would fuck her furiously and then
torture the offending piece of her anatomy: her cock. The result was
that her cock had been in the same shape as Lin's tits had been when she
had returned from the titty-freaks, almost black from bruises and almost
skinless from the constant beatings. Master had solved the problem in
much the same way as he had solved Lin's damaged tits; by sealing Xue's
in a plastic bag with soothing cream and by administering a hormone
treatment. Her cock had healed nicely in two weeks, but there had been a
side effect, one entirely expected by Master. Xue's cock had grown
considerably from the hormone treatment. After the cure Xue's cock was
almost eleven inches when fully erect, with a very thick shaft. It was a
perfect cock, made for fucking all night long. This had of course been
Master's intention all along; to give Xue a magnificent cock, which
would only extremely rarely be used and which was all the more painful
to stow away in a chastity tube.
As for Lien, who was now a very pretty pink maid with long, blonde hair,
her worst experience as Master's special slave came when she was loaned
out to his favorite niece. The niece was his youngest sister's youngest
child, a mere sixteen years old. She may not have more than sixteen, but
it was very clear to whom she was related and her cruelty and
inventiveness belied her age. Her tortures were as sophisticated as
those of mistresses three times her age and both Master and Lien thought
that she would one day be a truly fierce mistress.
Her interest in Lien turned out to be doggy training. Lien arrived at
her house after a two-day journey sealed inside a wooden crate. The
little mistress didn't waste a single minute when Lien finally arrived.
Within minutes of being pulled from the crate Lien had been washed and
dried and was being put into the suit she would wear for the next two
months. Before the suit went on Lien's hands were put into special,
mittens made from pink rubber and which turned her hands into useless
cone-like shapes. Then her feet were placed in very narrow, pink,
ballet-toed shoe that ended well before her ankle.
Then Lien's forearms were strapped together with her upper arms and her
calves were strapped to her thighs so that she now stood on all fours,
on knees and elbows. Once this was accomplished, Lien was put into a
full-body rubber suit made from thick, pink rubber. It left only her
face, her tits, her crotch and her already shod feet outside. At the tip
of her shoes was a small D-ring. Attaching a string to this and
attaching the other end of the string to a ring on Lien's back that was
anchored in Lien's corset, the young mistress used this string to make
Lien's feet lie down more or less flat against the top of her buttocks.
It was very painful and Lien was convinced that her ankles would break,
but in the end they were held like for the entire two-month stay with
the cruel, little girl.
Lien had been turned into a pretty and completely perverted little
rubber doggy and her mistress now set about training her properly. The
girl had owned a succession of dogs since she had been very little and
she had a very good idea of what kind of behavior she was looking for in
Lien the rubber puppy. Also her temporary mistress owned a large number
of real dogs, none of which were of the cute and cuddly sort. Rather she
liked them to be big and fierce, preferring huge male mongrels with lots
of Doberman or Rottweiler in them. She had at least twenty such dogs.
For the first few days Lien knew nothing of these real dogs as her
mistress trained her as a pretty puppy, letting her beg and roll over
and bark like a bitch. It was actually sort of fun, a feeling that
should have set off all the alarms in Lien's head. But alarms didn't go
off and as it were, they wouldn't have made a difference anyway. On the
third day her temporary mistress shoved her into the kennel. When she
saw what was about to happen to her, Lien screamed with fear. Right
behind the kennel fence stood more than ten of the biggest dogs she had
ever seen, most looking down on her, that's how big they were. They also
clearly recognized her for what she was, or rather for what her mistress
wanted her to be: a bitch and one in heat. Lien tried pleading, but of
course there was no mercy from the teenage mistress. Without further ado
Lien was shoved into the kennel. The dogs had tried this before, that
much was clear. They knew what Lien was there for and amazingly they
also knew that her mouth was open for their stiff cocks. And their
mistress had taught them something else as well. Normally Lien as the
new bitch would have been claimed by the leader of the pack who would
then make sure that she was only fucked by him. But Lien's teenage
mistress had clearly taught the dogs that the new bitch should be shared
and shared almost alike. This meant that every one of the dogs lined up
to screw her and that they all got a piece of the action. Lien was used
to being fucked and even used to being gang-banged, but being
gang-banged by a bunch of wild dogs with impressively large cocks, while
being completely unable to offer even the slightest form of resistance
was too much. The dogs not only fucked her, but they bit her
affectionately without breaking her skin, just as they scratched her
through the rubber suit when they mounted her from behind.
Lien cried and when her mouth wasn't stuffed with a large canine cock
she also tried begging. It was no use. Her teenage mistress got off on
Lien's role as the kennel bitch in a major way. She stood up against the
fence and masturbated furiously when the big dogs mounted Lien and took
possession of her. After the first day the ruthless, little girl brought
others to watch and to entertain her. One was a woman of about forty,
maybe one of her teachers, whom the girl had made a slave of. Now the
woman licked her pussy while she watched the dogs abuse Lien. It was
quite clear that the woman was absolutely terrified of the dogs and it
was also quite clear that she would sooner or later assume the same
position Lien had now.
As for Lien her stay with the dogs was the worst she had ever
experienced. She hated the dogs, hated their scratching and biting and
how they not only fought over her, but also constantly had to assert
their dominance over her. This was done by flipping her over on her back
and then closing their jaws around her throat, not really biting but
showing how easily they could. The first time Lien had actually been
convinced that the dog in question was going to kill her and she had
screamed with fear, much to the amusement of her temporary mistress with
her slave girl's head buried between her legs.
The fuckings were constant and brutal and after two weeks Lien was
bleeding from her ass and her mouth felt bruised as did her body. She
got very little sleep as the dogs were horny around the clock. The worst
part, however, was that she had actually begun enjoying being fucked by
some of the dogs. Not all of them, but a few of the very large dogs were
actually kind of good fucks, filling Lien's ass up in a satisfying way
and moving their cocks nicely. After two weeks Lien found herself being
attracted to the biggest of the dogs, a cross between a Rottweiler and
something that had to be at least half horse. It was huge and it towered
over pretty, little Lien. At night she snuggled up to it when none of
the other dogs wanted to fuck her and she supposed that if she had
stayed for more than a month, that dog would have been her new Master.
So when her real Master came to fetch her Lien cried with relief, only
to find out that he wanted to see her get fucked by the dogs for a few
days while he visited his niece. This meant that he got to watch Lien
getting fucked by the biggest dog and seeing how she actually liked it.
When they both returned to Master's home this meant big trouble for
Lien. Giving another man a good fuck and looking like you enjoyed it was
OK, but obviously enjoying getting fucked by a dog and then treating it
like it was some kind master was not all-right. This called for a little
reeducation, and Master knew just the way to do it.
When thrown into the kennel Lien had naturally gravitated towards the
most powerful dog. To get her off her twisted liking for dogs Master
figured that getting her back among men, and making sure that she was
fucked properly by them, was the best way to do so. So Lien was sent on
a strange kind of tour. It started in a Shanghai prison. Lien was shoved
in among the most violent criminals in the closed wards, wearing nothing
but her corset and her heels, both locked on. Lien was terrified as she
stood just inside the door, the guards chuckling behind her. At first
the inmates were a little baffled as to what the sexy sissy bitch was
doing in their prison ward but that didn't last long. In seconds she had
been snatched, predictably by the most powerful of the prisoners. He
wasn't a man to do things quietly, but rather flaunted whatever he had.
So too with Lien whom he simply threw against the bars before taking her
from behind. Watching one of the inmates screwing the sexy, little
sissy-bitch with the big tits up against the bars and seeing how she,
after the initial shock had worn off, clearly enjoyed it even if her
cock was imprisoned and she couldn't cum, wiped the grin off the guards'
faces.
After that Lien went from inmate to inmate, sucking and fucking, giving
handjobs if her holes were filled. The inmates hadn't had someone
remotely resembling a woman in ages and all their pent up desire was
taken out on Lien. This meant that the sex acquired a desperate
here-and-now quality; everyone wanted a piece of the action and no one
wanted to wait. With a large prison-population this meant that Lien was
fucked non-stop for the twenty-eight hours before finally falling
unconscious. When she woke up with an aching body the fuck-fest
continued where she had let off. Luckily Lien had acquired a lot more
stamina and strength since the parade ground gang-bang. Otherwise she
might well have been fucked to death during her two-week stay at the
prison. It wasn't that she exactly disliked the gang-banging, in fact
she rather liked being taken again and again by horny men, but
gang-bangings were exhausting wore her body down, so when Master came to
pick her up she moaned with relief and instantly crawled over to beg
forgiveness of her beloved Master.
Her sense of relief was a little premature. For while he did take her
away from the prison, he still wasn't done reeducating her. Her next
stop was more than a little bizarre, at least considering Lien's past
experience. After a long drive tied up, gagged and hooded in the trunk
of Master's car, they arrived at a girl's school. A school for daughters
of the super-privileged where they learned, among other things, to the
uses and extent of their soon to be inherited power. So naturally those
who so desired could keep sex-slaves. It was here that Lien came in.
Most of the powerful teenagers had tried both male and female slaves,
but few had tried a shemale. So, seeing a clear interest in staying on a
good footing with the powerful brats (Master sometimes had to remind
himself that he himself had once been just such a powerful brat), Master
shipped Lien to the school for a two week stay. The stay would also
serve to get her back on track as a slave, to whip her back to shape as
where and make her more grateful for her position.
After just two days at the school Lien was ready to do anything to get
back in Master's good graces. Anything. Not only were the students as
well as the teachers most adept in causing pain. It wasn't that Lien
actively liked pain (well, maybe a little), but the kind metered out at
the school was manageable - at least so far. What was far worse was the
constant verbal assaults, insults far worse than being called "useless"
or "worthless", insults administered by sly and jealous teenage girls
and their equally insecure teachers. Because strangely the girls were
genuinely jealous and they showed it in every little remark. Lien was a
super-sexy creature with a superb ass, long slender legs, a very pretty
feminine face, a waist most people wouldn't believe and a pair of killer
tits. It had taken months and years of hard work, from herself but also
from doctors and trainers, various masters and mistresses to mould her
into what she was now. Now finally, Lien was the creature Master had
intended, but these women didn't quite grasp this. They wanted what she
had but couldn't get it, so they turned vicious on her. Of course she
spent a lot of time licking pussy, getting whipped and tied up, drinking
the occasional shower of warm piss from some hot, little Chinese babe
whose father had more money than God. This was as it should be; this was
the slave life she loved. But all the time someone was criticizing her
hair, her boobs, the way she licked pussy; everything she did and
everything about her.
After a week Lien experienced a feeling she hadn't felt since Master had
enslaved her: real anger. Master may have taken away her freedom and
transformed her into something she had never imagined. He had done
terrible things to her and to the slaves around her. But no matter how
horribly she had been treated Lien had always had the distinct feeling
that he wanted her as his slave; that no matter how poorly he spoke of
her, he basically preferred her company and that of her fellow slaves to
many other people. He might well treat them as dirt and do things to his
slaves that were inhumane at best, but in a strange way he cared for
them. And Lien and most, if not all, of Master's slaves loved him in
return. And finally there was no denying that Lien loved being a
sissy-slave, that her enslavement had been the fulfillment of a fantasy.
The little teenage queens, however, did not care the slightest bit for
her and mostly they were just annoying, spoiled brats. So for the first
time in years the abuse, the verbal part anyway, began to anger Lien. It
was a feeling she thought she had long since lost as she assumed her
role as Master's docile little sissy-slave. So three weeks into her stay
when she passed the most spoiled brat of them all in the hallway and
Lien was unfettered, except for a collar and leash that her current user
was leading her by, something was bound to happen. The teenage queen
fired off an especially cruel remark about how Master's taste in slaves
was outrageously poor. That did it. If they had just attacked her and
her alone, Lien would have gone through the ordeal without a single
complaint, doing it all for Master. But when Master was attacked she had
to react. So she did. Not that it was anything much, but Lien stopped
abruptly causing a jerk on her leash as the leash-holder was suddenly
stopped as well, and then she slapped the little bitch. Twice. With all
the force she could muster. The girls around them all stopped and
everyone stood shocked as Lien screamed at the bitch: "DON'T EVER INSULT
MASTER! NEVER EVER!"
The girls were shocked, but that didn't prevent them from attacking Lien
as a group and very soon Lien was dragged off to be punished. A vigilant
teacher decided to call Master, or Lien might very well get killed by
the girls.
When Master arrived early the next day, he saw that he was almost too
late. Lien had been tied spread-eagle to a bed and her body was covered
with red welts. Her genitals had not only been badly beaten and were
quite swollen, but several long needles had been inserted into her
balls. Her tits had been bound very tightly with barbed wire, mangling
them horribly. From the desperate eyes, ready to pop out of her face,
her almost purple face, her protruding tongue and the weak spasms from
her whole body, Master guessed that the asphyxiation torture, conducted
with a very fashionable leather belt, had been going on for quite long
enough. Master shooed the girls away and freed Lien who collapsed and
fainted after trying to thank Master in a voice that could muster only
weak croaks. He then talked to the teachers and to the two girls Lien
had offended and while he nodded in understanding of their behavior, he
secretly applauded Lien for standing up for him. The little sissy must
really love him. So on the way home Lien lay on the floor of Master's
limousine, untied and with Master resting his feet on her bruised body
and thus expressing his approval of her actions.
Of course the abuse required repairs to her body, most notably her tits
and her cock. Master, of course, had just the thing; his patented idea
of making the damaged parts grow. This meant that after three weeks of
recovery with her damaged parts sealed in plastic bags containing
soothing, hormone-laced cream supported by hefty doses of hormones, Lien
had become somewhat of a freak. Her tits were almost as large as Lin's
at 56FFF and cock had grown to an astounding fourteen inches when erect,
with a shaft three inches in diameter. Of course that didn't mean that
she got any more orgasms than before, only that her chastity tube
increased slightly in size. Her chastity device was now only just big
enough to allow blood to trickle to her cock and prevent it from falling
off from bad circulation. It made the device even more painful to wear,
but Lien was happy that she was restored to Master's good graces.
