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 Mekelu's body hung limply from the large multi-positional cross in the
center of the room.  Her wrists, securely bound, kept her upper body at a
nice angle as the nipple weights dangled from her chest.  She had
displeased Him again and knew this time she would pay dearly.  The heavy
wooden door loudly closed causing her to perk up slightly.  Her head turned
toward the sound but the thick velvet blindfold blotted out everything. 
Her heart sank as she heard heavy footsteps on the floor getting closer. 
She knew it was all about to begin.

   After her last digression was much less severe and it took days to
recover from the punishment He inflicted.  She heard the soft whir of the
motor that moved the cross as it was turned on.  She was quite afraid now.
The large device lurched as it tipped her body until it came to rest in a
horizontal position, her body hanging down below the cross.  The weights
that dangled elegantly from her nipples swung pendulantly.  She knew that
this was never a good position.  Her body tensed as it hung from the
restraints.  She could hear the soft sloshing of liquid and knew what was
to come.  She hated this so much but it was a small price to pay for Him.

   She felt His thick fingers prying her cheeks apart.  He smeared a cold
glob of lube over her tight hole before forcing His finger inside and
twisting.  She let out a pain-induced whimper as He thrust His finger in
and out brutally without giving her a second to adjust to the intrusion. 
He yanked his finger out of her lubed little pucker.  Then she felt the
large bulbous nozzle forcing into her.  He pushed it in slowly and deep,
working it in and out a few times to make sure she really felt it before He
proceeded.

   She heard the click of the hose clamp as the warm water trickled into
her.  She started to cramp quite quickly from the liquid.  She knew it was
not just water.  The motor whirred again as her body shifted slightly.  He
raised her head until it was even with His groin.  He grabbed a handful of
her hair tightly and forced her head back against the post.  She let out a
loud whimper as the thud resounded through the room.  His cock was already
hard and waiting to fill her mouth, but first He was going to relieve
Himself.

   His fingers wrapped around his engorged cock and aimed it at her face. A
heavy stream of urine then shot forth, splattering over her face, soaking
into the blindfold and dripping off her skin.  He yanked her hair again. 
Her mouth opened to yelp but was quickly flooded with the yellow fluid. 
The wet gurgling sound stopped as she tried to close her mouth.  He yanked
again as He bathed her face and hair in the rest of His piss.  When the
stream tapered off to a faint trickle, He shoved His entire cock down her
throat with a single thrust.  It was not about her comfort or enjoyment. 
It was about His punishment of her body and mind.

   She gagged around Him as He used her mouth.  There was no feeling in His
actions.  It was no more than using her to get off, as He would use a
synthetic toy.  She tried to be pleasing.  She sucked softly as He pumped
His cock in and out of her mouth.  He quickly swatted her cheek with His
hand as He continued to fuck her mouth.  He knew how she loved to please
Him, not being allowed would hurt her more than a brutal beating.

   Mekelu groaned around His swollen cock.  Her stomach churned as the
painful cramps rippled through her.  Her stomach was distended as the
liquid emptied slowly into her helpless body and only two-thirds of the
liquid had drained from the container.  She was already in agony and she
knew it was far from over.  She felt His cock throbbing, alerting her that
He was about to cum.  She loved it so much when He would cum in or on her.
He withdrew quickly as He grunted.  He stroked His cock furiously.  She
figured He would shoot it on her face or body.  She awaited the warm liquid
to coat her skin but it never happened.  He let out a loud growl as He
milked the thick ropes of cum from His shaft, letting them land on the
floor.

   She let out a disappointed sigh as she heard Him move away from her.  He
increased the flow of the liquid into her, adding something new to it.  It
stung immensely as it flooded her bowels.  She squirmed as it felt like
liquid fire rushing into her body.  He remained silent as He worked.  She
heard Him readying something else but the sounds were too indistinct for
her to tell just what it was.  It seemed like an eternity that she hung
there.  Finally, the last of the liquid had flowed into her, leaving her
stomach swollen painfully.

   He returned to Mekelu and removed the nozzle.  It was quickly replaced
with a large inflatable butt plug.  He pumped it up until she groaned
softly.  He stopped for a moment before giving the ball a couple more
squeezes.  She felt as if she was about to be ripped in two from the large
insertion.  The motor clicked on and her body was returned to the upright
position.  He ran His hand over her taut belly and gave it a push.  She let
out a whimper as the liquid inside her churned.

   He unfastened the restraints that held her on the cross.  She weakly
fell into His arms.  He carried her body over to the large modified steel
table across the room.  He laid her upper body on it face down, quickly
securing her wrists first.  The teeth on the clamps that held her nipples
bit in harder as they were mashed against the table.  Her feet still
touched the floor.  He lifted one leg up, placed it on the lower level of
the table, and secured her ankle.  Then the other leg was put into place.
Her stomach was pushed hard against the cold flat metal, causing even
greater discomfort.

   He looked at her body for a moment.  He knew that she still deserved
great pain for what she had done.  He hated to do it to her but she had to
learn.  He moved to the shelved wall of toys and selected one of the
largest vibrators.  It was a thick red pearl rabbit.  He also grabbed the
leather whip with metal barbs at the end.  He returned to her prone body.
He laid the whip down on the table and held the vibe in his hand.  He set
the controls before plunging it deep into her juicy pussy.  She jumped as
she felt the beads inside it twisting as it vibrated against her inner
walls.  The little protrusion nestled against her clit, quickly causing it
to throb with desire.

   Her voice filled the room with each delicate little whimper that was
produced.  Her body shook so slightly it almost went unnoticed.  Her Master
then picked up the leather whip and began to strike her soft pale flesh. 
The sound of the leather slicing through the air gave way to the sharp slap
against her skin.  She cried out loudly.  Her tears were welcomed during
punishment.  He struck her unguarded flesh again and again.  A myriad of
thin red welts arose on her newly marred flesh.  He ran his hand over the
work of art He had created.  Her body trembled at His touch.  The heat was
incredible.  Her body teetered on the verge of an intense orgasm.

   He reached down and turned the vibrator off.  Her clit pulsed still from
the stimulation.  She wanted so badly to cum but she knew better.  That
would be cause for more punishment and she did not want to anger Him
further.  He watched her breathing slow as she calmed down a bit.  He
placed his hand against the small of her back and pushed down.  He could
see her body strain as the pain rippled through her.  Again, the vibrator
switched on fully as he began to work it roughly in and out of her tender
cunt.  She moaned loudly as the agony of her fullness washed away any
pleasure she would have received.

   He was delighted to see how her body trembled from His punishing touch.
She tried to squirm but His large hand held her tightly in place as He
continued to fuck the toy in and out rapidly.  She began to sob as His
thrusts became stronger.  More than ever, she longed for the gentleness of
His touch.  She knew that she never should have displeased Him to begin
with.  Whatever was in the solution He used made her cramp even more.

   Tears streamed down her cheeks as she lay there helplessly.  She could
not even feel anymore.  Her body and mind were growing numb to it.  She
could hear her heart pounding in her head.  Every beat of it seemed to grow
louder.  Finally, the assault on her body stopped.  Again, the stinging
kiss of the whip caressed her flesh.  She bit down hard on her lower lip as
she fought back the sobs.  She could feel it beating down on her soft skin
again and again.

   She felt a trickle of blood ooze down her cheek and to her thigh.  He
stopped immediately.  The gash wept a thin stream of crimson over her
flesh. He had decided she had endured enough of the whip for now.  He laid
the whip and toy aside for a few moments.  Almost an hour of the
excruciating pain of being overly filled had passed.  Master began to
unfasten her restraints.  Her legs were wobbly and asleep.  Each touch to
them felt like the tiny pricks of 1000 burning needles in her flesh.  He
helped her to her feet, leaving her blindfolded the entire time.  He guided
her to the corner.

   There sat a potty chair.  Cuffs dangled on the steel frame of it,
allowing Him to keep her restrained even while expelling the concoction
that churned inside her.  He released the air from the butt plug before
letting her sit.  Both legs and her left wrist were secured before He
allowed her to remove the plug from her abused little ass.  As soon as it
slipped free, she was told to drop it to the right of her.  She did so and
was quickly cuffed.  Her flesh burned as a torrent of foul smelling water
and excrement left her.  He quietly exited the room, leaving her sitting
there to relieve herself.

   It was about half an hour before He returned to her.  Her head hung down
slightly.  The torture had taken a lot out of her so far but it was still
not over yet.  He approached her body.  The sound of each footstep rang
through the chamber.  He released her from the cuffs and again helped her
up.  She was lead over to a small shower stall in the opposite corner.  He
placed a bar of lye soap in her hand and tended to the water.  She knew
what was expected.  Once she was inside, she was to wash herself
completely, only removing the blindfold just long enough to wash beneath
it.

   He gave her a slight nudge and she stepped into the shower.  He closed
the curtain behind her.  The water was ice cold.  Her warm flesh ached as
the frigid water washed over it.  He prepared the utensils for His next
transition.  She quickly scrubbed herself clean and returned the blindfold
to its proper position.  Even the smell of the soap was more welcome than
the acrid scent of stale urine that had tainted every breath.  She sat the
soap down and fumbled for the facet handles.  She turned off the water and
opened the curtain.

   Her skin was covered in goose bumps and her nipples had swollen from the
cold.  The steel weights slapped against her lightly with each step she
took, sending small shivers through her.  He did not allow her to dry off.
Her body remained cold and wet as He guided her back toward the box.  It
was a large steel box shaped frame to which He could attach her and attack
her body from any angle.  Before He allowed her to move any, further He
pushed her body forward slightly.  Her hands reached out, searching for
something to steady herself.  She grabbed the edges of the large table
before her.  His fingers parted her cheeks as He gazed down at her gaping
hole.  It remained stretched from the plug.  He took a slightly larger,
vibrating inflatable butt plug and pressed the slender tip slowly into her.
She let out a loud groan as it soon filled her abused ass.

   He then began to restrain her once again.  Her body was helplessly
displayed before Him.  He hefted a 30-inch whip.  He took His stance in
front of her naked body and began to lay out each planned out blow to her
breasts.  She yelped loudly as the material bit into her flesh.  She
flinched with every strike.  The tears began to flow steadily again as He
continued to whip her breasts.  The fleshy globes bounced with each touch
of the whip and each sob that followed, causing the weight to swing and
pull even more.

   The whip danced over her skin.  Each caress brought forth an aria of
cries.  The patchwork of thin, red welts lifted from her skin.  It was a
beautiful site.  He feasted on it, deciding where each strike would land in
this mural of pain.  He took a step back to admire His work.  He reached
over and began to squeeze the ball pump.  It inflated past where the other
had stretched her.  She whimpered softly as it forced her muscles to accept
its unyielding mass.  He then moved around to the right side of her,
beginning a new series of strikes against her flesh.  Her milky white flesh
was now streaked with crimson from the whip's caress.

   He made His way around her body, making sure all sides possessed a
bright glow.  Tears trickled down her cheeks as she thought about His
disappointment.  It was not the punishment that hurt her so deeply as much
as knowing she had let Him down.  He decided that she finally had enough of
the whip and began to unfasten her from the frame.  It was back to the cold
steel table for Mekelu.  He had one more task at hand before He would let
her rest for the night.

   She was returned to her previous position, upper body resting on the
flat metal tabletop, kneeling on the lower ledge.  The cool surface eased
the ache of the welts slightly.  She was secured in place for just a moment
before He began to move the plug back and forth in her stretched anal
cavity.  He started to force the thick toy out without deflating it.  Her
muscles were straining to prevent it.  She let out a loud shriek as He
pulled it.  He deflated it only slightly and managed to wiggle it free.

   He began to pump it in and out of her roughly.  Her entire body pitched
forward with each invasion and pull back with each withdrawal.  Once He was
satisfied with how far her sphincter had stretched, He stopped.  The butt
plug was deflated and slid out with ease.  He walked over to the shelves
again and retrieved the little electric "mouth".  It was a small
suction/vibration toy that simulated oral sex.  He knew that Mekelu would
fight with all that was in her not to cum.  This in itself was the best
torture.

   He placed the lips of the toy firmly around her clit and gave the ball a
few squeezes.  It locked onto her tightly.  He then turned it on high.  She
let out a little moan as the synthetic tongue lapped at her clit in a
fevered pace.  A shiver ran through her body as she felt a rush of cold gel
inside her abused ass.  It was almost a soothing feel.  Her entire body
tensed as she heard the snapping of rubber.  She knew what was to come.

   Master put a gloved hand on her cheek.  The other rubbed more of the icy
lubricant on her gaping ass.  Once it was lubed to His liking, He forced
three fingers deep inside her.  She let out a loud painful groan as He
thrust in and out hard.  Then a forth finger was added.  She wanted to
scream.  The pain was so intense from the burning liquid added to the enema
and the plugs that had been inside her.  She sobbed loudly as He continued.
Within minutes, He had forced His entire hand into her anal cavity.  Her
body shuddered and shook as she fought to endure it.

   Thankfully, the pain made it easier to ignore the device attacking her
clit.  He began to punch His fist in as deep as He could.  Each thrust
forced a whimper or sob from her throat.  He watched patiently as her pussy
began to leak its precious juices.  It was really taking its toll on her.
He continued as her body writhed.  He knew she was on the brink of breaking
down.  A cruel smile crossed His lips as He waited.  He knew just how much
she could take before she would lose the battle.

   "Cum NOW" He commanded in a stern voice.

   Mekelu did just as He commanded.  Her body quivered as a flood of warm
juices flooded from her underused pussy.  Her pain filled sounds turned to
sounds of lust as she moaned loudly.  The sound of His voice made her
forget about all of the pain.  He continued to punch deep into her ass. 
Once the orgasm subsided, He withdrew His fist.  He took the gloves off and
tossed them in the trashcan near the door.  She could hear Him moving
around again now.

   "Do not cum until I return little one...  If you disobey Me this time...
it will be much worse," He said with His hand on the door handle.

   "Yes Master" she softly whimpered.

   The door closed behind Him as He disappeared, leaving her alone in the
chamber.  Only time would tell if she could make Him proud.  He knew deep
down in His heart she would always do her best to please Him.  After all,
if she did not He would not have made her His.