Krueger lived in a large house, with spacious secluded grounds in the hill country a few miles outside of town. He had acquired a great deal of wealth that made him financially independent. He had turned his interest in the sexual slavery of women into his avocation. He was well known in S & M circles, nationally. As a result his services were in demand. Because of my relationship with David Rayne, he was willing to take Abbey under his wing. His basic training course for new sexual slaves was two weeks, possibly longer. That decision would be his, and his alone. I would not be able to be part of the training process. He would provide me with video tapes of her training, and on occasion, I could watch what was happening from a secure hiding place, but she must never know that I was there until the training course had been completed. I agreed.

Krueger made sure that I understood that while under his “care”, she would necessarily be available for any sexual activity which interested him. There would be no restrictions in that area. As a critical part of her training, if she were to refuse any sex act, she would be punished and forced to comply. I would not be allowed to bring any clothing for her, other than the cape she was to wear in transit. I was told to bring several pair of high heel shoes, so she would not have to wear the same pair during her training. I packed several pairs of high heel shoes, of different and similar styles, all of which had heels that measured at least four inches. Keeping her naked for the duration of her training appealed to me. Everything else depended on what I wanted for Abbey’s training.

I agreed with his demand for her sexual availability. I wanted her to be fucked at least once a day, and made to suck cocks several times a day, and be made to swallow all the cum she received. She had never been fucked in the ass, so I wanted him to open that sweet facility. While I had no particular interest in ass fucking her, others that I gave her to might be, so I wanted her prepared. Any other sexual training and activity would be up to Krueger. Bondage and Discipline was to be a critical part of her training. When at all possible, I wanted her in bondage and whipped routinely. I liked her to be restrained and helpless. I wanted her to grow more used to it. Even if she was not tied or restrained, I wanted her locked up, or chained by the neck to the wall, et al. We reached an agreement, and she would soon be delivered to him.

Abbey was not sure. Outside of her submission to David Rayne, she had never been with another man since she had married me. The thought of being under the control of Alex Krueger, without my being present was a scary thing for her. Finally, when she realized how insistent I was, she agreed. I explained what would be expected of her during her stay under Krueger’s training. It was obvious that she was afraid to be without me, but she said she understood. She submitted.

On the day of her delivery to Krueger‘s place, according to Alex Krueger’s instructions, I prepared her the trip to her place of incarceration. First, she was bathed, and her hair and make up were perfect. Her wrists were locked behind her with leather cuffs. A leather strap was wrapped around her elbows and pulled tightly, causing them to nearly touch in the small of her back. Matching leather cuffs were locked onto her ankles, along with a matching leather collar around her pretty neck. To complete her dress, a pair of black patent leather pumps, with 4 inch high heels were placed on her feet. She was magnificent. I wanted to fuck her right then and there, but Krueger was specific. He did not want her whipped or fucked for 48 hours prior to delivery. She could be teased and aroused, but she was not to be allowed any sexual satisfaction. He wanted her to be sexually frustrated on arrival for her training. A black cape was draped over her shoulders to hide her nakedness and bondage.

Prior to taking her out to the garage, and our car, I used gauze and surgical tape to “blindfold” her. A large pair of large dark sun glasses were put on her face to hide the fact the she had been blindfolded. Now she was ready. While at Krueger’s she would not know where she was, nor how to escape and how to return home.

On the long drive to Alex Krueger’s estate, I opened Abbey’s cape and fondled her breasts and pussy. She look fantastic. She sat there, bound and blindfolded, heading to a sexual imprisonment, and being taken there by her husband. Yet, as we drove along, she was becoming aroused by my fondling of her. At one point during our trip, we stopped at a secluded spot next to the highway. I spent time kissing and fondling her. When we got back onto the road, both Abbey and myself were aroused. I made sure she did not have a cum. I could tell she was sexually frustrated. By the time we arrived, late in the afternoon she was very aroused, but I would not let her have a climax. I kissed her before we got out of the car. Abbey returned my kiss, and whispered, “I love you, Jim.”

We were met by a young man at the front door of Krueger’s home. We were escorted inside and taken to the library of the house. This was a large room, lined with shelves containing books and video tapes. On closer examination, it appeared that Krueger has a considerable collection of pornography, especially pornography involving sexual slavery of women. Someday, I would love to peruse this library and it’s contents.

We made ourselves comfortable. The young man who brought us into the house removed Abbey’s blindfolding bandages. She was allowed to keep her cape on, for the time being. As we were about to sit down, Alex Krueger came into the room. He was an imposing figure. Alex Krueger stood at least 6’ 4” inches. He appeared to be trim and very athletic. His blonde hair framed his ruggedly handsome tanned face. He steel gray eyes told of his inner strength, and denoted a trace of cruelty. He was wearing a black satin robe and black sandals. The robe flared as he walk, reveling tanned muscular legs. He was confident and clearly in control of his world.

“Good evening, you must be Jim”, he asked, extending his hand.

I took his hand and shook it. We exchanged greetings, and then I introduced Krueger to Abbey.

“Abbey, I am glad to meet you”, was his reply. “Your husband told me you were beautiful. He wasn’t kidding.“

Abbey blushed, “Thank you Sir.“

Krueger smiled and continued, “Has your husband told you what to expect her at my place”, he asked.

Abbey quietly replied, “Yessir. I have been told about what happens here, and what I must do.”

Alex smiled, “Well, that’s very good. We don’t want any surprises. Jim, if you don’t mind, I would like to see your slave. I want to see what I have to work with.”

I stood Abbey in front of Krueger, and removed her cape. She stood proudly as he looked her over. I watched Abbey. She was naked and still bound at the wrists and elbows. The bondage made her body even more outstanding. Her high heel shoes made her legs look good and forced her ass out. They also made her stand straighter, with her breasts raised.

“Jim, you were correct. The woman is stunning. Abbey, turn around so I can see all of you.”

Abbey did as she was told. She was obeying like I expected her. I was proud of her. I could see the black robe Krueger was wearing was beginning to exhibit a tent like bulge in front, indicating that he was getting an erection from what he saw of Abbey.

He walked around her, touching and probing her. Squeezing a breast, patting a buttock, running his hand down her belly, and delving quickly into her pussy.

“Abbey”, Krueger said. “While you are here, among the chastisements and ordeals you will experience, you are aware that I will use you sexually, in any way I want, and you will have no right to refuse anything demanded of you.”

Abbey was quiet for a moment, “Yes…, I,,.uh… understand that.”

“I want you to tell me why are you here, may I ask?”

“I love my husband. He wants me to be his sex slave. By coming here, he thinks I will be a better sex slave. I want to be his sex slave, and I want to make him happy by being his sex slave”, was Abbey’s reply.

“Now that you understand, and have agreed to come here, there is one final caveat for you. Once your husband leaves here, and you are still here under my care, you will be my prisoner, unable to leave until I say so. If you escape, we will hunt you down. You will be punished severely for your escape efforts. Once your husband leaves you here, you are my property until I release you. I own you and I will do what I want with you. There will be no way out, no matter how you might plead or beg. Do you agree to these demands.”

Abbey was taken aback by this last statement of Krueger’s. There was terror, and sexual excitement in her heart. Part of her was excited by her predicament, yet part was very afraid. She paused, and then with her head bowed, she agreed.

“On you knees”, he ordered.

Abbey did so. Krueger walked up to her, and opened his robe to expose a massive hard-on. He cock throbbed with each beat of his heart. Abbey’s mouth was only an inch or so from the heated purple head of his cock.

“Abbey, as a sign that you agree to come here to my place for training, and agree to whatever happens to you, and further agree to submit to any sexual demands I make of you, I want to take my cock in you mouth and suck it.”

Abbey moved forward, and opening her sweet lips, took his cock into her mouth. Her tongue was lashing the sensitive tip of Krueger’s cock as she was working her delicate mouth around the throbbing head. I watched Abbey working on Krueger’s cock. This was heady stuff, and very stimulating.

“Jim, she is good. There is a lot of promise here. She should make an excellent sex slave.

Krueger continued to stand there with Abbey working on him. He looked at me and said, “If you want, you can leave us now. Girard will show you out. You can take her cape with you. She will have no need of it.”

I walked over to Krueger, and shook his hand, even as I looked down at my wife sucking his cock. I leaned down and gave her breast a squeeze as I kissed the top of her head. She kept sucking Krueger’s cock as she has been ordered to. As I walked away with Girard, Krueger spoke again.

“I will have a courier deliver a package to you, every other day. By my estimates, she will need to be here for a fortnight. I will let you know if she needs further training”, Krueger asserted.

I was escorted from the Krueger house by Girard. I was excited about placing Abbey with Krueger, yet I was missing her already. No matter what you may think of me, I am madly in love with Abbey, but I am also in love with her being my complete bound naked sex slave. The rest of this story is from information I pieced together from later conversations with Krueger, watching video tapes made of Abbey’s ordeals and training, and from Abbey herself.

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Abbey continued to suck Krueger’s cock after her husband left her at the house. She was scared. Here she was, naked, bound and being used sexually by a total stranger. She was going to be tortured and sexually abused, and there was nothing she could do but cooperate. The predicament was rather daunting, yet it erotically stimulating. Abbey knew that she was a slave at heart, and that this was her logical future.

As she knelt there, with this massive rigid cock throbbing n her mouth, her thought ran the gamut of sexual excitement to trepidation. She knew she had agreed to come here and be trained as a sex slave, but why. She knew she loved Jim, and wanted to please him. There had to be more to this. She realized that there was a hot excitement about being helpless and subject to the sexual whims of who ever had control of her. Even the punishments, whippings and tortures, while painful and at times terrible, they were arousing and did heighten her sexual pleasure. Her mind was in turmoil. Fear, lust, love, and a little guilt were partners in her emotions. While she twisted her wrists in her bondage in a futile attempt to escape, she nevertheless found her bonds to be exciting.

Krueger spoke, “Take my cock from you mouth, and let me show you something that I expect of you.”

Abbey obeyed, and let his rigid cock slip from her mouth. As a good faith gesture, she kissed the head of Krueger’s cock after it was free of her mouth. Krueger smiled.

“Abbey, I am going to ask you a few questions. Anytime you are faced with a cock, such as now, I want you to place your lips to my cock, just barely touching it. If you have to be told to do this in the future, you will be punished. You are expected to do this automatically.” Abbey did so. Her soft red lips were just touching the head of Krueger’s erection. Her sweet delicate tongue was gently licking his cock.

“Now when I ask you a question, you are to answer me quickly, without hesitation. When doing so, you are to make sure you lips stay in contact with the head of my cock. That will give me pleasure because you lips are fluttering against my cock as you talk. My cock will feel your hot breath and the vibrations of your voice. Always make sure that this is the case.”

Abbey replied, “Yessir, I will.” His cock throbbed from the fluttering sensation of her lips. It was delicious.

“Very good. You learn quick. That will keep the need for torture and whippings to a minimum. Now, let me ask you, how long have you been Jim’s bound slave?”

Abbey replied, “About 11 years.” Her lips touched his throbbing cock the whole time. A little of Krueger’s pre-cum was being transferred from the tip of his cock to her lips. She could taste it.

Krueger continued to ask very personal questions. On one question, she hesitated to answer. He stepped back from her, and seemingly from nowhere he produced a medium weight multi stranded flogger. He quickly brought the whip down across her breasts three times. Each quick lash was harder than the one before. Abbey gasped and cried out with pain.

Krueger stepped back to Abbey, placing his cock against her lips. “Now, you can see how the game is played. You are to never hesitate or refuse to obey an order, and to always answer a question when you are asked. If you don’t, you will be punished immediately. Do you understand?”

“Yes, yes…, yes sir, please, I do understand”, Abbey gasped.

Krueger continued to ask personal questions. Questions about how it felt to be whipped, had she ever has a climax from being whipped, what was Jim’s favorite position or punishment, when did she lose her virginity, had she ever used her fingers to bring herself off, had other lovers tied and whipped before she met Jim, what did she think about being given to David Rayne, did she like the taste of a cock, did she like the taste of cum, had she ever sucked a pussy, had her pussy ever been sucked by another woman? The questions were endless, and caused Abbey to blush, but to avoid having her breasts whipped again, she was quick to answer.

Krueger bent down and took her face in his hands.

“Abbey, you love being a bound slave, don’t you?”

A tear formed in the corner of her eyes. “Yes…yes sir…, I think do. I love being a sex slave to my husband. I want him to want me, and I want to be what ever he wants me to be. I love what he does to me.”

Krueger wiped the tear from her cheek, “You are very afraid, right now, aren’t you?”

“Yessir, I am”, was her reply. As she answered, Krueger ran his hand down to her pussy and delved his finger in her heated passage.

He smiled cruelly, “But, you cunt tells me you are turned by your predicament. Is that not so?”

Abbey closed her pretty blue tear filled eyes, “Yesss…, yes sir, I’m sorry, but I do admit that.”

“So, on one hand you want to escape and be with your husband, and on the other hand, you are aroused by being my property.”

Abbey kept her tear filled eyes closed and just nodded her head.

Krueger spoke again. “Just so you understand. I will not inure you, nor will I allow anyone else to injure you. But, you are a slave, and for the time being you are my property. You will learn the love the whip, the torments and bondage. You will beg to be fucked. You will know sexual excitement that you have never known before. You will learn to submit to anyone I give you to, and you enjoy sexual slavery as you have never before.”

He stood up, still looking down at her. Abbey looked up at him. In her field of vision was his handsome face, and his throbbing erect cock.

“You will obey me to the most infinite detail, or suffer the consequences. If you are a good slave, you will be rewarded. If not you will be punished. I will allow you to enjoy your bondage, tortures and sexual requirements. You are going to be here for those reasons, so you might as well enjoy it. It will make the whole experience more exciting.”

Finally, Krueger finished his questions. He back away, and ordered her to remain on her knees. He left the room. Abbey was too afraid to move, or get up, even though her knees were beginning to get tired and hurt. In a few minutes the young man, Girard, entered the room.

“Get up, slave. Lets go to your room”, were his orders.

He helped her up, and clipped a leash to her collar. Jerking the leash, he lead her from the library, and down the hall. The heels of her high heel pumps were clicking on the cut stone floor. At the end of the hall, Girard unlocked and opened a door. In side the door was a set of stairs, leading to the basement. He flipped a switch, lighting the stairs. At the bottom of the stairs was another locked door. This opened into a large room. Abbey could see lounging chairs and couches, along with two or three large king-size beds. There was what appeared to be a whipping post. Hung from the wall were hundreds of feet of ropes and chains, along with a vast array of whips and leather restraints. This was a very well equipped sexual torture chamber and orgy room. Along the far wall were four doors. Girard took her to one of the doors. This was to be her room. When the door was opened, there was a second door, a door made of steel bars, much like a jail cell. Inside, was another king-size bed and a bathroom. More whips and restraints were mounted on the wall of this room. She was indeed a prisoner, and escape was to be impossible.

Girard unhooked the leash from her collar, and hung it from a hook on the wall. While she stood there, Girard quickly undressed. His cock was rampant. He seated himself on the side of the bed.

“Slave, kneel down here, and get my cock in your mouth”, he ordered.

Fearing retribution, Abbey knelt down and took Girard’s cock into her mouth. As best as she knew how, she was sucking his cock. Things were happening very fast. It seems that everyone wanted their cock in her mouth. She had to admit to herself that a large throbbing cock in her mouth was arousing. Both Krueger and Girard had large, hot, throbbing cocks.

In a matter of moment, he was moaning and his cock was throbbing. She worked harder, and finally his cock erupted in a hot driving cum, sending jets of scalding cum into her throat. In a matter of about two hours in this strange mansion, Abbey had sucked two cocks and her breasts had been whipped. She did not even have time to think about what was happening to her.

After Girard had recovered, he had Abbey stand up. He released her elbows and wrists. She was relieved. Her arms had been bound tightly behind her back for about five or six hours. They were stiff from such a long and stringent bondage. Girard had plans for her.

He quickly tied a rope to her wrist cuffs, in front of her. This rope was passed through a hook at the top of one of the four tall corner posts on her bed. The rope was pulled up tight, stretching her, exposing her body to Girard. He spent the next several minutes examining her body. He spent time fondling her breasts and teasing her nipples. He ran his hand down onto her smooth ass and her thighs. Finally, he spent considerable time rummaging through her pussy. When he finished, he leaned forward and kissed her. In fact, he kissed her several times. By the time he was finished, Abbey was very aroused and was desperate to be fucked.

Girard extracted a whip from the chest of drawers, much like the whip which had been used on her by Krueger. He came to her with the whip. He leaned down and kissed her. She returned his kiss to please him. He kissed her again, while fondling her breasts.

“Slave, every evening, just before you go to bed, you will be whipped. You have permission to get used to it as it is the usual ritual. Now, turn you ass to me.”

As Abbey did so, Girard struck her with the whip. After a few hard strokes, she tried to avoid the whip. He would have none of it. A second strand of rope was used to tie around her waist, tying her tightly to the bed post. Now she could not avoid her punishment. Girard struck again. It did not take long. Soon she was crying, asking for mercy. None came. When Girard felt she had enough, he replaced the whip in the dresser drawer, untied her waist rope, and released her wrists from the bed post. She was ordered to get on the bed and open her legs. Girard’s cock was now erect, again.

Abbey did as she was told, and Girard climbed between her open legs, and after slipping his cock into her pussy, fucked her soundly. She could feel his cock in her cunt. It felt good. She hated to admit it, but it felt really good. After all the sexual activity today, she wanted to be fucked, and to have a wonderful climax. She had obeyed every thing they wanted, and felt she would be rewarded with a climax. Girard made sure Abbey did not have a climax, leaving her frustrated, and wishing her husband was there to give her a cum.

Instead of cumming in her pussy, Girard pulled his cock from her cunt as he was having his climax. His ejaculation rocketed from his cock, splashing on her belly and breasts. Smiling, he reached out and spread his cum on her breasts and belly. Abbey was aroused by what he was doing, but very frustrated as she was not allowed to have a climax. She even begged him to fuck her to a cum. He ignored her pleading. After having his way with her, Girard dressed, and left the room, looking both doors behind him. Before leaving, he locked her leather wrist cuffs behind her back.

Abbey was alone, in a strange place, a prisoner of a stranger, and her cunt ached for her husbands cock, or by now, any cock, and satisfaction. Her wrists were still locked behind her back, eliminating the possibility of her seeking her own relief. Girard cum was spread on her, and there was nothing she could do about it, or her predicament. Abbey felt alone, very alone, and very helpless.

Continued…

“Good Morning Abbey. How were you this morning?”

Abbey bowed her head, and replied, “I’m fine sir.”

“Very good”, answered Krueger. “This morning is going to be a little different. I intend to take your slavery to a little higher level. I want you to kneel between Han’s legs”

Abbey did so. She knelt there, her knees on the soft velvet pillow, with her hands locked behind her back. Han’s now rigid cock was directly in front of her face. The young man had a magnificent cock. She was sure he could feel her warm breath on his manhood. His cock throbbed as she looked at it.

“Abbey, here is your assignment”, Krueger said as Girard unlocked her wrists, freeing her arms and hands.

“You are going to learn to arouse a master, and keep him aroused, with a hard cock, for a seemingly endless time, until he is ready to cum. You will use both your hands and mouth for this exercise. You are to arouse him, keep him aroused on the edge of a cum, yet to not make him cum until he is ready. He may require you to do this for only a few minutes, or maybe for a hour or so, especially if he is watching a porn movie while you are working on his cock.”

“This will require to you closely watch his face, and feel the movements of his cock. If you make him cum too soon, you will be punished, severely. If you don’t keep his arousal level high, then he might want to punish you, also. When he decides to cum, assuming he does not want to fuck you, then you will always suck his cock, making him cum in your mouth. Do you understand what is expected of you?”

Abbey replied, “Yessir, I’ll do my best.”

Krueger continued, “Very good. Now take Hans’ cock into your right hand, cradling her balls in your left hand. You are to stroke him, massage his balls, kiss and lick his cock, suck his cock, and any other form of sexual pleasure for him, to keep him hard, aroused, close to a cum, yet to not make him cum until he is ready”

Krueger smiled as Hans sat there with a look of anticipation on his face. “Now, Abbey, here is the caveat. If you do make him cum, before he is ready, you will be punished. If he is watching a porn movie, for example, he is engrossed in what he is seeing, and could easily lose control and cum because of what you are doing. This must not happen. He will not warn you that he is about to cum. That is for you to do. You will monitor him, and make sure he stays aroused, and yet he will not cum unless he is ready.”

“Now, I warn you, Hans has not had a climax for a couple of days. His cock is aching to cum. If you fail, and make him cum prematurely, that little sweet cunt of yours will be punished.”

Abbey nodded her head. She turned to face Hans and his now erect cock. He had a rather sardonic smile on his face, which betrayed a high degree of lust, and significant cruelty.

“Now, take his cock and balls in your hands, and lets see how you do. Let’s see if you can avoid being punished.”

Abbey reached forward and grasped Hans’ cock. Her delicate left hand softly cradled his balls. She leaned forward and kissed the tip of his cock as she started to gently stroke his throbbing member.

Abbey then heard someone else entering the room. Krueger had sat down on the easy chair next to Hans, and had opened his robe. His cock was erect. Abbey looked back toward the door, and saw Girard leading Caron into the room. In few moments, Caron was kneeling between Krueger’s legs, tending to him in much the same was she was ministering to Hans.

Krueger picked up a television remote control unit and turn on a rather large digital television screen, located on the wall behind Abbey and Caron. From the sounds of the movie being shown, she could tell it was a porn movie. In particular, it was a porn movie involved sexual slavery, bondage and discipline. Abbey knew her task would be difficult.

As the movie played, Hans and his father made comments about the action, and how Abbey and Caron were doing with their respective cocks. Both men were excited. Hans seemed to be having the most difficulty controlling himself. His voice would quicken and his cock would throb. Abbey was constantly monitoring him to make sure he did not cum before he wanted. His cock was hard, hot and heavy. She enjoyed playing with his cock and balls, but was afraid to enjoy it too much, as he might cum and she would be punished.

Abbey continued to stroke, kiss and lick Hans’ cock. She would take it into her mouth, delicately, so as not to over stimulate Hans. She let her sweet tongue tease the tip of his cock as she gently squeezed his cum heavy balls. As she did so, she could look over and see Carol working on Krueger’s cock. It was obvious she was learning her lessons well. Her soon to be husband to be should be very happy with her progress.

The S & M porn movie had been playing for about forty five minutes. There were times when Hans was nearly beside himself. His aching cock wanted to cum, but Abbey was watching carefully, doing her job. She had Hans’ cock in her mouth as she was gently stroking him she heard Krueger speak to Caron.

“Caron, my sweet slave, I have had enough, suck me to a cum, and make sure you catch every drop, and swallow it all”

Caron smiled and replied, “Yessir, thank you sir.”

Caron quickened her pace with her stroking hand as she started to work her pretty mouth up and down on Krueger’s cock. In just a matter of about 30 seconds he was cumming. His body was bucking as his cock blasted steaming hot cum into her mouth. Caron kept her mouth glued to Krueger’s cock, taking all of his issue. Abbey was fascinated by what was happening between Caron and Alex Krueger.

As Abbey was watching Caron make a very aroused Alex Krueger cum, she suddenly heard Hans groan, “OH GOD! I CUMMING!” Startled, Abbey quickly turned her head to Hans’s cock, just in time to see a massive jet of cum rocket from his rigid phallus. As quickly as she could, she put her mouth over the erupting cock tip, in an attempt to catch the escaping jism. Just as she did, she felt herself being grabbed from behind. She was jerked away from Hans and his boiling cock. She heard Girard’s angry voice.

“CUNT! Now you done it! You disobeyed, and look at the mess you have made! Hans was not ready to cum, yet you allowed it. You are in trouble!”

As Girard was scolding her, he was locking her wrists behind her back. Quickly he produced long piece of rope which he wrapped tightly around her elbows. Girard was savage and cruel. He pulled the rope tight, forcing her elbows tightly together in the small of her back. She had never had her elbows tied that tight. Girard wrapped the rope tightly around her elbows several times, and tied it off. The stress on her shoulders and arms was tremendous.

“Now, Cunt”, Girard ordered, “Clean up the mess you made. Lick up all the cum you spilled on Hans. Get to it now!” He shoved her to her knees.

As quickly a she could, she did as ordered. Where ever she saw a drop or streak of cum, she quickly licked it up. She then took Hans’ cock in her mouth , and sucked it until it was dry. Once this was accomplished, Girard jerked her to her feet.

Scared, Abbey stood there, trying to apologized for her mistake. Girard would hear none of it. He produce a rather large penis gag, and stuffed it into her mouth, locking it’s holding strap tightly behind her head. This locked the gag deeply in her mouth, nearly causing her to choke on it.

Girard jerked on her collar, pulling her from the reading room, and down to the basement dungeon area. In the corner of the dungeon/orgy room was a piece of equipment that had never been used on her. She had no understanding of it use, until now.

This piece of equipment looked much like a dog house, with a pitched roof. In fact, it was a tool for the punishment of a cunt, a pussy if you will. It is commonly called a “horse”. The victim is made to sit astride this device, like you would sit on a horse. The top of the “roof” fits neatly into the pussy crevice. When the penitent’s legs are tied, pulled down to rings in the floor, her total weight in on her pussy, being “cut” by the top of the “horse”. Her legs are not available to take the pressure off the punished cunt.

Girard quickly walked Abbey over to the “horse”, where he picked her up, and mounted her on the sharp top of the “roof’ or ridge of the “horse“. Abbey immediately felt the sharp ridge digging into her tender pussy. Her feet could not touch the floor. In fact, her feet were about twelve inches above the floor. There was no way to ease the pressure on her pussy. Before she knew it, Girard had tied ropes to her ankle cuffs, and pulled her legs toward rings mounted in the floor. The pulling on her legs made the pressure on her soft cunt even more pronounced. Her pussy was beginning to ache. There was no way she could ease the pain in her cunt.

Now, Girard added a complication to Abbey’s situation. He connected a rope to her wrist cuffs, and running the rope through a pulley in the ceiling, he pulled her bound wrists and arms up behind her back. As he pulled her arms and wrists up, she realized that this new strained bent over position was now putting pressure on her clit. Her weight was now on her pussy, and her clit. Girard tied the rope off, leaving her in the strained bound position. Abbey could not move, or escape her torment.

Bent over as she was, her magnificent breasts were hanging slightly, and delightfully. Girard had plans for them. He retrieved a medium weighted flogger from the wall rack, and approached Abbey, while flourishing the whip in the air.

“Slave”, Girard spoke sharply. “You have disobeyed. You are to be punished. Next time, you had better watch what you are doing, and treat a master’s cock accordingly.”

All Abbey could do was quietly whimper behind her gag. Girard reached out and grasped her breasts. He stroked them, and teased her nipples. He gently slapped them, making them quiver. The whip came next.

Girard brought the whip up, and swung down in an arc, striking her left breast. It jerked and bounced with the blow from the whip, and jiggled back into its original hanging position. Before she could grasp what was happening, Girard struck her right breast. Now he was whipping her breasts in earnest. In a matter of seconds, Abbey was sobbing into her gag. She tried to beg for mercy, but her gag prevented that. Her breasts were on fire, and her aching cunt was almost more than she could stand. The whipping continued.

In a few minutes the whipping stopped. She could see her breasts. They were bright pink from the torture she had just endured. Her cunt was beginning to scream in pain. Tear ran down her pretty cheeks as she sobbed from the whipping and pussy torment

Girard hung the whip back on it’s hook, and looked back at the suffering Abbey.

“Slave Cunt, I am going to leave you for a while, to think about what you have done. I’ll be back. Don’t go away, OK?”

The cruel joke was on Abbey. She was sobbing, and her pussy was killing her. She held as still as she could, but the pain was still very significant. Her tears fell on the ”horse”, and trickled down her bound legs.

It seemed to be hours before Girard returned. With him was Krueger, Hans and Klaus. Hans had Caron with him. She was still wearing her high heel shoes, with her wrists locked behind her back. On his instructions, she knelt beside him. Each of the men took their own time to examine her, to see how she was being punished, and to see her suffering. She was magnificent in her pain. She could tell that each man had a massive erection as they examined her.

Alex Krueger spoke first. “Girard, I complement you on your punishment techniques. It seems that you have placed Abbey in a proper position to consider the error of her ways, and gave her time to reflect on how she will perform next time.”

“Thank you”, Girard replied. “Abbey has all the elements to make a good slave. Its just that she has to concentrate on what she must do. I think she is easily distracted. We are here to help her.”

Girard walked over to where Abbey was being tortured. He grasped her delightfully hanging breasts, and fondled them. Abbey just remained as still as she could. Her pussy was screaming at her.

“Well, Abby. Here you are. You have had time to consider your short comings. Do you think you can do a better job of “cock massaging” next time?”

Abbey, painfully, looked up at Girard and Krueger, with tears in her eyes, nodded her head in the affirmative.

Krueger spoke to Girard. “Well, I am willing to take her word for it. Let her down, and lets see how well she does.”

Girard lowered her arms, easing the strain on her shoulders. Next he released the ropes on her ankles, which were pulling her down on to the sharp ridge of the “horse”. Krueger and Girard both lifted her from the “horse”, and stood her up on her feet. It seemed the pain in her pussy was greater when being lifted off the “horse”, than when she was mounted on it. She was moaning loudly into her gag.

Abbey was still wearing her red high heel pumps. She was weakened by her torment, and was a little shaky on her feet. Girard helped her stand and get her strength back. The whole time he was bracing her, he was fondling her breasts. Krueger released her elbows and wrists.

“Abbey”, Krueger addressed her, “Your hands are free, but you are not to touch your cunt. The pain will go away, but you are not to touch or rub your pussy. Do you understand?”

Abbey, still gagged, nodded her head. She was just glad to be off the “horse”. She had never experienced so much concentrated pain. She had learned her lesson. She would concentrate to be the best sex slave that ever was.

Krueger spoke again. “Abbey, if you will notice, Klaus sitting in the chair in front of you. His cock is ready for you. Go to him, and lets see if you can learn from your mistake.”

A little unsteady on her feet, Abbey walked to where Klaus was seated. Carefully, she knelt between he legs, facing his erect cock. Her pussy was coming back alive after it painful tenure on the “horse”. As unbelievable is it seemed, as the pain faded from her cunt, she was becoming aroused. The pain was replaced by a sexual heat. Abbey was amazed at how her body responded to mistreatment. ‘God‘, she thought. ‘I’m hopeless. I am a slave. I cannot deny it. I am a sex slave!’

Klaus reached forward and removed the penis gag from her mouth. It took a few seconds for Abbey to exercise her jaws, which had been distended by the large penis gag. As she was moving her mouth and jaw, her delicate hands were already working on Klaus’ cock. With a smile on his face, Klaus settled back in his comfortable chair to enjoy Abbey’s attention to his throbbing cock.

In the meantime, Hans had taken Caron to one of the beds in the orgy room. He had her lie down on the bed, and was fucking her. Her head was at the edge of the mattress. Girard was standing next to the bed, with his cock working in and out of Caron’s mouth. Abbey deliberately ignored what was happening on the other side of the room, and concentrated fully on Klaus’ cock, and her efforts to keep him aroused and erect for as long as he wished. After turning on a television set so Klaus could watch a S & M porn movie, he left the room to attend to other duties.

The movie lasted for about an hour. The whole time Abbey kept Klaus on the verge of a climax, but never allowed him to cum until the movie was over. As the film was ending, Klaus, with his face congested with lust, told her to stop working on his cock. He next ordered her to get up on the chair with him, facing him, with her legs spread on either side of his thighs. On his instructions, she lowered herself onto his cock. Abbey was aroused, and her cunt was soaking in her heated pussy juices. Quickly his cock became lubricated by her juices. His cock felt good to her.

After a minute or two, he ordered her to raise herself off his cock, and to turn around on him, placing her sweet little asshole over his cock. Once she was in position, he required her to lower herself, impaling her ass on his cock. This she did with a little difficulty. Finally, his cock was buried in her ass.

On Klaus’ orders, she started to move up and down on his cock. He was so overheated by the hour’s worth of manipulation of his member, in just a minute or two his cock exploded in a massive climax. He filled her ass with steaming hot cum. It seemed that his climax would last forever. When he finally finished, he collapsed back into the easy chair, with his cock still buried in Abbey’s ass. She could feel it receding. In a few minutes, she eased herself off Klaus. Retrieving wet towels, she cleaned his spent cock. After doing so she was allowed go to the bathroom in her cell to clean herself.

As Abbey was taking care of herself, she realized that she was still very aroused. Her pussy was steaming hot, and had not been fucked. Again, she was being denied a climax. She wanted desperately to use her hand to satisfy herself, but dared not.

A frustrated Abbey left her room and returned to the orgy room. Hans and Girard were just finishing with Caron. Klaus was still recovering in his chair. Alex Krueger approached her. He made her turn around so he could lock her wrists behind her back. Next, he turned her around to face him as he spoke to her.

“Abbey, I am proud of you. You have come along was since you entered my home. You are an excellent slave. Your husband will be very proud of you. Tonight, you will sleep in my bed, and pleasure me. This is you last night in Haus Krueger. Tomorrow is your graduation day, but tonight, I am going to enjoy you.”

Abbey was dumbfounded. She was so used to her life at Krueger’s, she had forgot that she had been there for nearly three weeks. She gathered her wits and dropped to her knees and started excitedly kissing and sucking Alex’ cock. She wanted to show him how excited that he was pleased with her, and would allow her to go home. This was the only way she knew that she could please him. She was truly a sex slave. Krueger bent down and lifted her back to her feet. He kissed her and said.

“Enough of that now. I have things to do. You are to go back to your cell, and you will have tonight to show me how much you appreciate your time here.”

Continued………….