72 Hours of Hell

72 Hours of Hell: Kunt’s Punishment

Karla was cheating on Don.  She knew better.  She knew what she was doing was wrong.  She looked pathetic.  She was on her knees, her robe was wide open in full view of the web cam so the man on the other side could see her doing the nasty thing with her pussy.  Master Mark had been out of town for two weeks, she hadn’t had an orgasm since then and it was driving her crazy.  She just couldn’t help it anymore. 

Mark stood at the entrance of the den with his arms crossed.  His eyes were glaring with deceit.  He knew she was a nyph, but he didn’t ever expect her to do this to him.  He wasn’t as angry as he could have been had he found her with another man.  Punishments ran through his head like hurricane.

She saw his movement in the corner of her eye and turned startled.

“Master, you came home early.”  In a wild panic, she turned off the computer.  Her face was turning a bright red.

“It’s too late, cunt.  You got caught.  What did you do the whole time you were here alone?”

“I failed to follow my daily routine, I know, Master, I’m sorry.”

“Do you have any idea how many rules you broke?”

She just lowered her head in shame.

“First of all, the house hasn’t been cleaned in days.  You’re actually wearing clothes inside the house.  You were fucking someone else online.  It looks like you haven’t bathed in days.”  He shook his head with disappointment.

“I’m so sorry, Master, I have deceived you.  I have hurt you.  I have failed you.  I apologize with all my heart.”

“Oh, you will be sorry, cunt.”

“I’ll do anything to make it up to you, Master.”

“Oh, really?Anything?”

“Well…”  She knew where he was going with it.

“Maybe I should just let you go.  You’re looking for a new Master anyway.”

“No, no, I promise, from now on I will be truthful and faithful.  It’ll never happen again.  I… I’ll do anything to make it up to you.”  She knew what that meant.

“Ok, but remember you said that.”  He approached her and stood above her looking down at her pathetic look.  “The punishment for this is going to be severe, exhausting and painful.  And you know that your safe word will not exist with this punishment, right?”

In shame, she lowered her head and in a soft tone she responded.  “Yes, Master, I understand.”

“I had a long trip and I need some time to think about what I’m going to do with you.”  He picked up his bags and took them upstairs to the bedroom.  He noticed the laundry wasn’t done either.  This made him smile.  This punishment session was going to be hot.  He was going to have a lot of fun with her.

At the same time he knew he would have to be harsh with her.  It had taken him a long time to have the ability to hurt her with no mercy.  Actually, it took Karla to convince him that she actually enjoyed the pain and humiliation.  Every time he would do a punishment for her, she would complain that it was still a little too mild for her and she wanted something more extreme.  She would explain that she wanted the pain to cause tears.  She wanted the humiliation to be severe.  Here was his chance to prove himself sadistic enough to fulfill her desires.

Karla was somewhat excited also.  She knew that her punishment was going to be really harsh.  But deep inside, she craved it.  She missed that kind of attention.  She had been good for so long, she hadn’t received a punishment in a long time.  Her masochistic desires were coming out.  She was hoping for the attention she’d been missing.  She hoped for a harsh punishment.

Mark carried his bags upstairs all the while thinking about the things he could do to her.  He had just about every B&D toy and contraption ever made.  He even had a few things specially built for them.  He dropped his bags and headed downstairs.  Karla was cleaning up as if it would make a difference.

“Come upstairs, whore.”  He demanded.

“Yes, Master.”  She scurried along behind him.  Mark turned around and slapped her hard across the face causing instant tears.

“Are some kind of fuckin’ equal to me, whore?”

“No, Sir, I’m below you.”  She was a bit confused.

“Then why the fuck are you walking in my presence?  Crawl bitch.”

“Sorry, Master.”  She said as she immediately dropped to her hands and knees.  She enjoyed lowering herself to this level.  She liked that her head wasn’t allowed to go above his knee.  It kept her low to the ground and lower in her life compared to him.

He led her upstairs into the bedroom and ordered her to kneel at the foot of the bed.  He dumped out all his clothes from his suitcases and picked out a dirty white tee shirt.  It was wrinkled because it was in the dirty laundry bag he used for storing them.  It had yellow sweat stains on the armpits and another stain on the chest.  It had a musky, foul odor to it. 

“Put this on.”  He said as he tossed her a pair of flip flops.  “We need to go to the store.” 

She didn’t know what he was getting at or where he was going with this, but she followed her orders like a good slave girl.  She slid on the filthy tee shirt.  The neckline was large enough that it constantly rolled over her dainty shoulders.  She had to adjust it so that it would be held up with one shoulder and fall off the other.  It was long enough to cover her body and went just a couple inches above her knees. 

At 5’ tall, she was proud of herself for keeping a tiny frame.  She had stopped growing at the age of 16 and her figure never changed.  She made sure of that with plenty of aerobic exercise and going to the gym.  She was proud of her perfect perky breasts and tight butt.  She had remained a size 6 for as long as she could remember.

Mark was always proud of the fact that everyone was so envious of his catch.  She looked like a young teenager.  She was perky and sexy with no flaws on her body.  His favorite parts of her were her perfect 33c cup breasts and how perfectly her body curved into the perfect hourglass.  He loved how her ass looked in tight jeans and how the material would fold under the firm curves of her ass creating a perfect crease for his firm grasp whenever he wanted.  Her legs were flawless with just enough muscle tone to give them plenty of shape.  They were soft and smooth with no scars or bumps.  She was his dream girl and she was his to control completely.

“Come on, whore, let’s go.”  He called to her like she was a dog.

She followed him crawling feeling her breasts dangling down as she moved behind him down the stairs.  Her knees kept landing on the shirt pulling it down.  She had to keep adjusting it.  He let her in the front seat of the car and shut the door. 

They drove the twenty minutes to the local Wal-Mart.  He ordered her out of the car.  Once inside, they started getting looks.  He was dressed nicely with a dress shirt and slacks and she was dressed in a soiled tee shirt and flip flops.  They didn’t really care what others thought, though.  They simply kept shopping as if nothing mattered.

They purchased some cleaning materials and did some grocery shopping.  They checked out and went back to the car.  He sat in the car and ordered the bitch to load the bags into the car and get in.  She did as she was told.  They drove back home where he ordered her to bring in the bags and put all the stuff away and meet him upstairs.

Once Karla was finished, she made her way upstairs to hopefully start her punishment.  She had no idea what was in store for her and she liked the surprise factor.  She feared just how much pain and suffering she would do, but she knew she could endure it for the sake of proving herself.  She liked challenges and she pushed herself beyond her limits time and again just to prove that she could take it.  She was quite good at tackling difficult tasks and completing them.  Mark knew this and decided to push her like she had never been before. 

She knelt down at the doorway with her head lowered and her eyes casted down in shame.

“Come over here, cunt.  Kneel before me and stare at my feet.”  She did as she was ordered.

“I was going to go over your punishment with you, but I decided that you didn’t deserve that courtesy.  I guess you will find out as we go along.  For now, present your hands to me.”  She lifted her hands, palms up on his lap. 

Mark wrapped thick leather cuffs on her wrists tightly.  He then grabbed some bondage tape and ordered her to make a fist as he wrapped each hand tightly binding her fingers so she wouldn’t be able to open her hands.

“Since I can’t trust you to keep your hands off that dirty pussy of yours, I’ll bind them like this.”  He then linked her hands behind her back.  He knew she was flexible enough to move her hands to the front so he would need to bind her more.

He then slipped on a leather mask that fit perfectly over her head and completely covered her eyes.  It had straps that went down each cheek and the entire thing buckled securely below her chin and behind her head.  He then attached a thick leather collar around her neck with several loops on it.  He used a small chain to attach her wrists to a loop in the back part of her collar.  He lifted her up and lied her on the bed on her back to bind her legs. 

He used a soft rope which told her that she would be bound for a long time like this.  He cinched her knees and ankles together so they were practically immobile.  He attached a leash to her collar and stood her up with a hard yank on the leash.  He tugged on the chain and ordered her to follow him. 

Karla tried to scuffle her feet to walk, but she could only move about an inch at a time.

“Hop, cunt.  I want to see those titties bounce.  Come on.  Follow me.”  He tugged on the leash walking backward so he could see her hopping behind him.  He loved how her breasts wiggled and bounced so beautifully as she hopped behind him.  He knew this would cause some pain in them but he didn’t care, he was amused.  He led her across the hall to a small closet with a small trunk inside of it.

The trunk had four holes in it.  Two were to allow air inside so she could breathe, and two were fit to hold a feeding and drink bottle for long periods inside.  He opened the trunk and lifted her tiny frame and gently lowered her into the tiny box on her side.  He attached her collar to the door of the box and shut it with a loud bang.  He didn’t bother to lock it.

“I’ll be right back with your food and water.”  He said loudly so she could hear him.

He went downstairs to the kitchen to prepare her water and food.  He didn’t want her to have anything too tasty.  He wanted to humiliate her with food she didn’t care for too much and would also give her bad breath.  So he filled a pan up with water and cut an onion.  He boiled the onion in the water so it would taste like onion with every drink she took.  He then pulled out the blender and tossed inside a can of sardines, a can of tuna, some ketchup, and some more onions.  He poured in about a half cup of vanilla soy milk and blended it to a fine mush.  He took the hot onion water and poured the liquid into the water bottle.  He tossed in a few ice cubes to cool it off before screwing on the long nipple.  He then poured the mushy food into the feeding bottle and screwed on the long tube to the end of it.  He liked the setup.  She would simply suck on the tube and the food would go into her mouth for her to eat.  It wouldn’t drip otherwise.  The drinking bottle had a very long nipple at the end of it.  All she had to do was suck on the nipple and the liquid would shoot a stream into her mouth.

He returned with her food and water and attached them to the sides of the trunk.  He took a hold of her head and guided her mouth to each of the tubes to let her know where they were.  He knew she wouldn’t like it at all, but she was being punished, so he didn’t really care that much.

“Now, stay in there and think about what you did.  Think about how inconsiderate you were.  Think about how you made me feel while you cheated on me.  Think about it for a while.  I left you some protein rich food and some drink.  You better finish it all or you will stay in there until you do.”  With that said, he shut the top of the trunk and locked it with a padlock.  “I’m going to prepare you for tomorrow when your punishment starts.”  He shut the closet door leaving her in total silence.

She knew she had messed up bad.  She knew she had deceived him.  She was willing to pay the price.  The captivity couldn’t be her only punishment.  If it were, she would be completely disappointed.  She hadn’t taken his feelings into consideration.  She was selfish.  She went against so many rules, she didn’t even know where to start.

She had only been in the box twice before, both times for several hours.  He usually set her up with water and oatmeal.  She decided to take a sip of water.  She choked when the onion flavor filled her throat.  Some of the liquid spilled to the floor.  It was disgusting.  She liked onions, but not in her water.  She was going to have to take her time finishing the liquid.  Her breath immediately radiated an onion smell to it.  She was scared to try to feed tube.  She took the rubber tube into her mouth and started sucking.  The texture wasn’t even close to oatmeal.  It was some sort of meat.  Then the fishy flavor filled her nostrils as she swallowed the mush.  This was also nasty.  It was fishy and a little salty with a hint of vanilla and milk and the sweetness of the ketchup.  He really was twisted to make her eat something like that.  She knew her time in there wasn’t going to be easy.  Her juices started flowing from the degradation of her situation.

Mark had an idea of what he should do, exactly.  But he needed to get those ideas organized and on paper so he wouldn’t miss a beat.  It was 6pm so he had plenty of time and he would be able to relax and watch a baseball game while he sorted through the punishments.  He grabbed his notebook and sat down in his leather recliner.  He turned on the Rockies game and sat there contemplating.

First of all, he had to think of what rules she had broken.  First of all, and worst of all, she was cheating on him.  He wrote it down.  He decided on a harsh punishment for that one.  He quickly wrote it down.  Secondly, she failed to clean the house while he was gone.  This was a daily routine of hers which proved just how lazy she was while he was out of town working his ass off for her.  With an evil grin, he wrote down the proper punishment for that one.  Thirdly, she failed to remain nude inside the house.  This was a rule from day one and there was no excuse for it.  He wrote down another punishment for that failure.  Fourth, she had cum several times without his consent.  This was also a rule from day one and he found an evil punishment for that.  And, finally, she hadn’t worked out or maintained herself while he was gone for two weeks.  He thought about the punishment for this one for quite a long time before he found something in his twisted mind. 

He went over the list several times checking to see if all the punishments would be possible.  They had to be harsh enough to satisfy the both of them.  She was more masochistic than he was sadistic so he had to go beyond his own limits to take hers into consideration.  Then he had to figure out if any of the punishments would cause harm to her body or her health.  He changed a few things and sat there proud of his imagination.  This would be the most extreme punishment that bitch has ever endured.  It was going to be really hard on her and she might not make it all the way through.  He hoped to break her to tears and hoped she would break down before he did.  He knew how stubborn she was and he knew what she was capable of.  He knew it wouldn’t be easy to break her down.  But he was going to give it a try anyway.

Karla didn’t know how long she had been in the box.  For sure, it had been several hours.  She had finished the nasty food in the bottle and managed to keep down the foul liquid.  She was able to smell her gassy breath every time she took one.  The box was filled with the foul aroma.  She didn’t change her position which was making her body become a little stiff in her limited movement.  But she had little choice in the matter.  She could only hope he let her out soon. 

She had a feeling that this was going to be the most extreme punishment so far.  She knew he was going make her endure a lot.  But she wasn’t going to let him break her like he usually tried to do and always failed.  She would remain strong and take each punishment no matter how harsh it was.  She was confident in her will.

Mark finished watching the game and started setting up.  It was 9pm.  He went into the kitchen and took the trash can and started spreading the rotten trash on the floor.  He spread it into the large den and into the living room.  He took some of the trash and tossed it on the stairs also.  He then took the mustard and ketchup and sprayed them all over the kitchen cabinets and the walls in all the downstairs rooms. 

He then headed upstairs and to the closet.  He opened the door and noticed the bottles were empty.  That made him smile.  She was willing to take whatever he threw at her and he liked that.  He unlocked and opened the trunk.  She could feel the fresh breeze fill the box as he opened it.  He was surprised to see her in the same position.

He took off her mask and grabbed her by her hair and lifted her to her feet.  Her stiff legs and back took a little time to stretch out.  It felt good to finally be able to move.  He untied her legs and led her out of the closet and into the master bedroom.  He led her into the master bathroom and ordered her to lie down on the floor between the toilet and the bathtub.  He unzipped his pants and started peeing all over.  He made sure he peed all over the walls, the mirrors and sinks and all around the toilet and on her body.  She simply lied there happily taking it all in stride. 

He grabbed her by her pee soaked hair again and sat her on the toilet and ordered her to pee and shit.  She did as she was told.  He then flushed the toilet and tossed her aside with her soiled butt and pussy.  He sat on the toilet and took a huge shit himself.  He wiped his butt and tossed the paper all over the bathroom.  He didn’t flush the toilet. 

He left the room and returned with a compressor gag.  This was a special gag that was flat and wide.  When inserted into her mouth, it would press the tongue down to stop her from being able to swallow or breathe from her mouth.  She also wouldn’t be able to speak logically.  He then left her legs loose but kept her arms behind her back.  He tied her leash to the toilet.

“You better get your rest, cunt.  Tomorrow you start your punishment.”  He turned out the lights and shut the door behind him.  She would have to sleep in his puddle of piss and in a room reeking of shit.  But she had no other choice, so she got as comfortable as she could and lied there on the floor trying to fall asleep.

She never had an easy time sleeping in bondage or in situations like these.  She would get some sleep, but she was constantly waking up to change position and get comfortable.  Her arms and shoulders were stiff and getting sore.  She would sleep in what seemed like fifteen minute intervals.  She had been left like this before so she knew what to expect.  She didn’t know what to expect the next day though.

Mark was tired and slept as deep as he had in weeks.  He dreamed about the next day’s activities and the events kept running through his mind.  He woke up to his alarm going off.  It was 4:30am.  It was really early for him, and he needed much more sleep, but he was too anxious to get started with this bitch in the bathroom.  He got out of bed and went into the bathroom.  Karla was still lying on the floor where he left her.  She was such a good cunt. 

He untied her leash and lifted her up again by her hair to her knees.  She didn’t dare look up at him as he removed her gag.

“I need to take a piss.  Be a good piss whore and drink it all up for me cuz I don’t want to piss that full toilet of shit.  Open up.”

Karla hated the taste of salty, sour piss, but she was being punished so she would force herself to endure whatever he threw at her.  This was punishment and she should do as she’s told.  She opened her mouth and closed her eyes so she wouldn’t look at Mark in the face.

He placed the tip of his dick on her soft, open lips and released a strong stream of yellow piss to the back of her throat.  He allowed her mouth to fill up before stopping his stream.  “Swallow, cunt.”

With a hard gulp and a disgusted look on her face, she swallowed the rancid piss down into her belly.  It made her gag a little.

“Open up.  There’s plenty more for that whore mouth of yours.”

She opened up and allowed him to fill it up again.  She swallowed only when he told her to, otherwise, she allowed the flavor to soak her tongue.  He repeated the process three more times making her swallow every drop.  He finished by pissing all over her body.

He finally unwrapped her fingers and wrists and ordered her to rub in the pee into her skin.  She was happy to do it.  He then took her by the hair again and forced her to look at his now hard penis.

“Suck me off, cunt.  Hurry, we don’t have all fuckin’ day.”

She quickly took his shaft into her mouth and started playing with it using her tongue like she had been trained to do.  She sucked on the tip lightly while she rubbed the bottom with her tongue.  It didn’t take long for him to get close.  As soon as she heard him moan, she took the entire length into her mouth allowing the tip to go down her throat.  She could feel his penis start to jerk when he pulled her head back.  He came really hard into her mouth.  She kept her lips wrapped tightly around the shaft until he finished squirting.

“Don’t swallow it yet, cunt.”  He said firmly.  He pulled his dick out and looked down upon her.  “Gargle it for a minute.”  She started gargling the mucus causing little bubbles to pop inside. 

“Now, spit it into your hands and rub it on your face like it’s lotion.  I call this whore lotion.”

She spit it out and started rubbing it all over her face.  She was never made to do that before, but she loved the idea of using his cum like lotion even though she would smell like sex until he allowed her to wash it off.  She loved the humiliation of it so far.

“Kneel in the corner and don’t move until I get out of the shower.” 

Karla crawled to the far corner of the bathroom and knelt comfortably while she waited for Mark to finish his long hot shower.  He jumped out and dried himself off quickly.  He walked up to her and brushed her face softly to check if the cum had dried on her face.  It had. 

“Now I want your tongue licking my ass while I shave.  If you stop, you’ll pay for it.  Trust me.”  He leaned over the sink and grabbed the tools he needed to shave his face.  She leaned forward and buried her face deep between his muscular cheeks.  She stuck out her tongue and licked his ass like she had been trained to do.  She loved the degradation of being an ass licker.   It made her feel like an animal.  It made her feel less than human with a filthy mind.

When he finished shaving he walked out of the bathroom leaving her there with her tongue out because she didn’t know he was done.

“Get in here, cunt.”  He said demanding.

Karla crawled into the bedroom and knelt at the foot of the bed like a good slave slut.  Mark rummaged through her closet and tossed out a short tennis skirt and a white tank top.

“You haven’t worked out since I’ve been gone, and I’m not about to let you off.  Get dressed in these.  We’re going to the park for your morning run.  And hurry up, we’re already running later than I wanted to.”  He sounded impatient.

It took Karla less than a minute to dress in the thin fabric that made her tennis skirt and the tight tank top that matched.  On her way downstairs and to the car, she was amazed at how trashed Mark had made the house.  She didn’t bother to think about it too long.  Mark was already waiting in the car when she exited the house.  He allowed her to sit in the front seat.

“Fuck an egg, bitch, you are wicked smelly.”  He said with a look of disgust on his face.

“My deepest apologies, Master.”  Karla responded respectfully.

Mark started the car and drove off toward the mountains to the remote park where Karla did her daily three mile runs.  He didn’t say a single word to her other than to tell her to put her hair back in a ponytail.  They arrived about a half hour later.  The sun was just peaking over the horizon and the park was deserted at the meantime.  He ordered her out of the car.

She walked in front of the car and waited for further instructions.  Mark stood in front of her with his arms crossed.

“You really fucked up didn’t you?”

“Yes, Master, I did.”

“Do you remember the proper apology?  The one you learned a long time ago?”

“Yes, Master, I remember it.”

“What the fuck are you waiting for then?”

She immediately dropped to her knees in front of him so her face was even with his crotch.  She pulled down the front of his sweat shorts and pulled out his soft tool.  She leaned forward and looked up at Mark.  She took the shaft and rested it on her forehead.  Her nose was at the base where it met his balls and her lips lightly touched his ball sack.  She looked in his eyes and recited the apology.

“Master, this slave has deceived you in the most dishonorable way.  She deserves no mercy from your wrath.  She is not worthy of your power.  She is a weak girl that needs to be disciplined to become the perfect slave.  Her soul purpose is to serve and please you and she has failed you miserably.  She doesn’t deserve you and she will endure any punishment to make up for her failures.”  The words always brought tears in her eyes.   It always put a bad feeling inside of her that made her feel like she could lose him and that thought alone made her feel sad.

“Now, run a lap and return to me for another proper apology.  Go!”  He yelled it out like he was a drill Sargent. 

She took off like her life depended on it.  She made it about halfway around the one mile track when she started feeling the soreness of her bouncing breasts.  She decided to hold them while she ran the rest of the way.  It had been at least ten days since she had worked out so it was a little harder than she expected.  Out of breath, she returned to Mark and knelt before him.  He placed his tool on her forehead and repeated the proper apology.  She caught her breath in the meantime.

“Good whore, lose the top, run another lap and come back to me and repeat the proper aplogy.”  His voice was calmer by now.

She jumped up and held her breasts as she made another lap.  Her legs were getting tired and her pace was slowing down.  Mark didn’t bother to say anything about touching her breasts.  He figured he would deal with that later.  Once again, she returned to him and positioned herself to make her apology.  This time, her heavy breathing on his soft balls made him hard as he saw it grow on her forehead.

“Good, lose the skirt and run another lap.  Return to me and make another apology.”  She quickly jumped up and slipped out of her short skirt and started running her third and final lap.  Or so she thought.  By the time she made it back to him, her legs were wobbly and burning and she was dripping with sweat as the morning sun started beating down on her naked body.  She was breathing even heavier by this time and knelt before him again. 

She was tired and he knew it.  But this was going to be a punishing day and he needed to be ruthless.  He needed to push her to do things she didn’t want to do.  She positioned herself and made her apology.  He took her tank top off the floor and tied her hands securely behind her back.

“I want one more lap from you.  You can go at your own pace, but you need to keep at a slow jog at a minimum.  I want the world to see your bouncing boobs.  Stick them out like you’re proud to be a slave whore.”  He smiled and slapped her right breast to get her going.

She couldn’t believe she was going to have to run another lap.  She was always able to run three miles, but four was always too much for her.  She wanted to protest, but she didn’t dare.  She went back to the track and started jogging her way around the track.  There was no avoiding the pain her breasts caused with every bounce.  Her legs were burning so bad she felt like she was going to collapse.  Sweat beaded on her naked body and dripped to paved path.  Some sweat even made its way down her face and into her eyes.  This was one of the hardest things she had to do. 

Just as she was making the final turn around the track a car pulled into the park.  She looked to see just how far she needed to go.  It was close to a half mile left and she didn’t have the strength to sprint and hide her nakedness from whoever just drove up.  The car drove about halfway between Karla and Mark and parked there.  An old man stepped out of the car and stood there staring at her running and exhausted.  She couldn’t even hide herself and her breasts bounced painfully with every step.

Mark started laughing as he knew how embarrassed Karla was.  He loved humiliating her like that.  He was always alert enough to protect her if he needed to, but that old man was no threat.

The old man went to the back seat and pulled out his dog from the back seat.  He made his way across the track and to the grass just as Karla passed by him.

“You get the fuck out of here, whore!!”  The man yelled out as she passed by.  Tears were rolling down her cheek as she slowly passed by.  “I’m gonna call the cops on you!!”  Mark knew that he wasn’t going to do anything, but he knew he needed to get out of there.  Finally, Karla stumbled herself over to Mark and knelt in front of him.  She was drenched in sweat and crying from her humiliation and pain.

“Aren’t you going to apologize, cunt?”

She took his now hard penis and placed it on her forehead again.  She recited the apology all while trying to catch her breath.  She put his penis back in his shorts and knelt there naked waiting for further instructions.

“Bitch, you stink so fucking bad.  I can’t let you in my car with that rancid stench of yours.  Get in the trunk.”  He opened the trunk door.  She got herself up with her exhausted legs and climbed inside.  Mark tossed her the clothes she wore.

“Get dressed on the way home.  The day has just started.  Here.”  He tossed her a few bottles of water.  “I don’t want my dirty slut to get dehydrated.”  She quickly gulped down a whole bottle before she struggled in the trunk to get dressed.  The trunk was hotter than the day and it made her sweat even more as they drove home.

Once home, Mark opened the trunk and let her out.  He stopped her on the porch and ordered her to strip outside.  Since she wasn’t allowed to wear anything inside the house, she would have to strip BEFORE entering from now on.  She didn’t take more than a few seconds to strip and stand there naked on the front porch in plain view of all the neighbors.  She wanted to hide her body, but she didn’t dare because she knew Mark wouldn’t allow it.

“Come inside, you are now welcome.”  She followed him inside and dropped to her tired knees as soon as she entered.

“Follow me to the dungeon, cunt puppy.”  He walked toward the basement door and she crawled behind him.  Her muscles were weak and tired especially in her legs and back.  She went down the stairs and into the dungeon.

“Come over here, pussyface.”  He said teasingly.

She went over to him and knelt in front of him.

Mark attached thick leather cuffs to each of her wrists.  They were lined inside with thick metal brackets and loops that pierced through the leather.  Inside where the wrists went was a soft velvet padding to help avoid scraping and bleeding.  He attached the same to each of her ankles.  The cuffs alone were heavier than her normal leather cuffs.

He then made his way to the far wall at the end of the dungeon and returned with several thick and heavy chains that were made to tow cars and heavy equipment.  He took a short piece of chain about two and a half feet long and hooked the heavy chain to each cuff on Karla’s wrists.  He took a shorter chain about one and half feet long and attached them each of her ankles with heavy duty padlocks.  He then left and returned with a much longer chain.

“Raise your hands as high as you can reach and clasp your hands together.  Put your feet together also and stand up straight.”  She pulled the heavy chain over her head and clasped her hands together.  Mark pulled on the chains connecting her wrists and locked one end of the chain to the center link.  He then pulled up the chain from around her ankles and locked them together.

“This is so you can reach high.”  He didn’t say anything else.  He quickly got back to his work.  He went into a small locker and pulled out a heavy solid rubber ball.  This, Karla knew as the ball and chain.  It was a 25 pound ball with a short heavy chain attached to a small loop at one end of it.  Mark used another heavy duty lock to lock the heavy ball to her ankle chains.  He needed just a couple more things to make her ready.

He went into a cabinet and returned with a heavy chastity belt she had hardly used.  It was a basic belt that completely covered both holes but had no plugs.  He would take care of that though.  He also pulled out three dildos, one small, one medium, and one large one. 

He handed her the dildos.  “Put the smallest one in your asshole, the medium in your mouth, and the large one in that gaping dirty pussy of yours.  Then you will put on this chastity nice and tight.  Hurry, we still have a lot to do today.”  He sat on a chair and watched her struggle to plug herself. 

After a few minutes, he became impatient and ordered her to use some Vaseline to lube them and speed it up.  Once her holes were lubed, they slid in with no problems at all.  Karla quickly pulled the chastity tight and buckled it around her waist so they would stay secure.  As soon as she finished, she put the dildo in her mouth.

“I need something to keep that in there.  Let me see.  Stay right there.  I’ll be right back.”

Mark left the room and returned with the pair of panties Karla was wearing the day he got home and caught her.  They were crusted with her pussy juice and had the smell of sex on them.

“Here we go.”  He said as he entered the dungeon.  He pulled the dirty panties over her head and fit the waist band just over the dildo to keep it pressed in.  She would also be forced to smell her own dirty crotch all day also.

“Perfect.  Now, can you guess what I’m expecting of you today, cunt?”  He waited for an answer.  She looked at him with wide eyes.  Her own scent filling her nostrils and taste buds.

“You mean you don’t know?  Ok, follow me.”  He made his way up the stairs and waited for her on the top.  “Come on lazy ass, move it!”

Karla struggled with the weight of the chains and the heavy ball she was dragging around.  She scuffled her way to the stairs and sloppily made her way up them lifting the ball with every step she took further up.  The weight made her legs feel even more tired.  It seemed like forever before she finally made it to the top.

“Let’s go upstairs.”  He took off.  “Come on, keep up.  Hurry.”

She tried to pick up the pace as she scurried along behind him with her limited and weighed down movement.  Every step caused loud clanks and thuds on the hard wood floor.  Once again, she struggled hard to make it upstairs.  She was breathing heavy by the time she met him in the Master Bedroom. 

“It’s about fucking time, slut.”  He looked at her like she was pathetic.  He took off her ponytail and let her messy hair hang down.  “Now…  I want you to start in the bathroom here.  You will do a top to bottom cleaning of this entire house.  You will scrub the toilets, the tubs, the floors will be scrubbed on your hands and knees.  I want the mirrors cleaned.  I want the walls washed in every room.  You failed to clean the house while I was gone and you will do it now.  I don’t care how long it takes you to do it but you will not rest until everything is complete.”  He walked around her checking her out in her binds. 

“Here.”  He clipped a small walkie talkie to the chastity belt.  “If I call you to me, you will stop what you’re doing and you will serve me.  You will not disappoint me today.  Now my dick is hard from seeing you so miserable and I think it needs some relief.  Get to it, cuntlips.”

Karla couldn’t believe he expected her to still clean after that hard morning workout and with those killer chains binding her.  She knew at that time that this would be a day of hard labor and she wasn’t going to let him know she didn’t want to do it.  She was going to get it done and she would be proud of herself for getting through it.  He couldn’t break her even if he tried.  She knew he didn’t have the heart to do that.

She dropped to her knees and removed the dildo from her mouth.  He made her keep the crotch part of the panties over her nose while she sucked him.  She wrapped her lips around his shaft and used every trick she knew to get him off quickly.  She sucked on the tip and tickled it with her tongue.  She lightly pumped her head up and down keeping her tongue working the entire time until he started jerking it inside her mouth.  She then buried it deep behind her throat and swallowed the shaft.  He pulled out and came in her mouth again.

“Gargle on it, cunt.”  She gargled.  “Good, now rub the cum all over your tits like whore lotion.  She spit it out of her mouth and into her cupped hands.  She rubbed her hands together and then rubbed the sperm all over her sore breasts.  They were glistening.

“Now put that dildo back in your mouth and get to work.”  He smiled as he patted her on the head and left the room.  He stopped in the hallway at the thermostat and set the temperature to 75 degrees.  It was going to be hell up there for her while she worked her ass off.  He could hear her chains and ball dragging on the hard wood floor as she started her cleaning duties.

Mark peaked inside the bathroom to give her a quick message.  “If you need a drink, take a drink from the faucet as much as you like.”  He knew she would need it in the heat.  He wanted her to sweat.  He wanted to tire her out.  He was going to break her and he knew how to do it.

He couldn’t possibly have turned the fucking heater on could he?  Karla felt the warm air enter the room as the heater clicked on.  Fuck, this is going to suck ass!

She started with the bathroom.  She figured if she got the highest parts first, she could rest a little better as she made her way down.  The extra sixty pounds she carried with her with the chains and the ball made it very difficult to scrub and wash everything.  Lifting her arms was like lifting weights.  This day was going to be hell and she was going to hurt after it. 

The tub didn’t take too long to clean, but it was tiring because she worked so fast.  She wanted to get it over with.  The rest of the bathroom was going to be much harder.  Mark had thrown soiled toilet paper all over the place.  Puddles of pee were all around, even the mirrors.  By the time she finished the bathroom, her arms were burning and her back was tired.  She stood and checked her work to make sure she didn’t miss a single inch of it.  She took a deep sigh as she looked at the bedroom next.

Just as she started picking up Masters dirty clothes she got a call on the radio.

“Cunt, I need you.”  It startled her in the silence of the room.

She quickly dropped an armload of clothes and scuffled her way across the room, down the small hallway and headed down the stairs.  Mark loved the sound of that heavy ball mixed with the grinding of chains banging and dragging on the ceiling in the lower room.  Karla finally made it downstairs, through the den, across the kitchen and finally made it to the living room where Mark was sitting comfortably on his leather recliner.  She scuffled her way toward him.

She took about three steps when he called out to her without even looking at her.

“Are you seriously on your feet in the same room as I?”  She knew she wasn’t allowed to walk when she was in the same room he was in.  The rule was clear when she agreed to it.

She quickly dropped to her hands and knees and drug herself slowly to him.  She knelt before him with eyes cast down.

“Get me a beer.”  He waved her off like he didn’t want her or like she was a bother.

She crawled out of the room and into the kitchen.  Sweat was beating down her face from the constant weight she had to carry.  She grabbed the beer and went back into the room.  She dropped to her knees and struggled harder than ever to stay on her knees as she carried the bottle to Mark.  She lifted it to him with both hands when she got there.  He was holding a crop in his hands.

“When I call you to me, I want you here much faster than that, whore.  You RUN when I need you cunt!  Next time, you will earn 100 strikes, understand?”

“Yes Master.”  She waited to be dismissed before crawling out of the room.

“Get me a glass of water also, tramp, and hurry it up.”  He was being more rude than she expected.  She didn’t think he had it in him to be that mean.  She loved it.

She crawled as fast as she could back into the kitchen and poured him a cold glass of water.  She scurried on her knees, careful not to spill anything as she got it to him and lifted it to him.  He took the glass and set it on the end table.

“What the fuck are you waiting for, cunt?  Aren’t you cleaning or something?  Get out of my face.  God, what a desperate fuck you are.”

Karla crawled away, plugged in all holes.  She felt her submission with every single move she made.  The chains were heavy and dragging her down and the plugs kept her excited about the whole thing.  She managed to make it upstairs where she cleaned the hallway.  It took her about an hour to finish it.  She went into the guest room to start it when she got a call from Master again.

“Bitch I need you.”  This was going to be a really tough day with him calling her like that.

She turned around and started walking as fast as she could dragging that frickin ball around.  She remembered how hard it was to go down the stairs with it before and this time, she figured it would be faster if she just carried it down the stairs.  She had to make her way hunched over as she ran down the stairs once again to serve Master.  Once she made it to the bottom, she let the ball down and drug it the rest of the way to the den where Master was relaxing.  She dropped down to her hands and knees and crawled to him.

“It’s time for you to rotate the dildos, cunt.”  He said with a smile.  “The one in your pussy goes in your mouth, the one from your ass goes in your pussy, and the one from your mouth goes in your ass.  Hurry up, slut.  You still have a ways to go.”

She knelt there in total awe at the things she had to do.  She had to take off her chastity, remove the dildos from her holes, and then rotate them properly.  She then had to buckle her chastity back up and wait for further instructions.  Her ass was now stretched a little more since the bigger dildo was now in her ass.  She could only imagine how her ass was going to feel at the next rotation because the huge one was now in her mouth.  She hated her own pussy taste, and the dildo reeked of her pussy juice and sweat.  She wanted to throw up, but she held it in.

“Good, now go back to work.”

She crawled back out of the room and made her way back upstairs to clean the guest room.  Luckily, the room was hardly used and wasn’t all that dirty.  She just had to dust and scrub the floor on her hands and knees.  It only took about another hour for her to finish the room.  Next was the staircase. 

She used the broom to sweep off the dirt and trash Master had tossed on it the night before.  She then proceeded to scrub each step and polish each rail.  It didn’t take long for her to finish that part.  She was happy with the progress she was making, but her body was starting to get extremely tired.  Her arms ached and her legs were weakening.  She was about to start the living room when Master called her yet again.

She glanced at the clock in the kitchen.  It read It read 2pm.  She crawled to Mark once again.

“It’s time for lunch.  Make me a hot ham and cheese with some chips.  I want you to make yourself a tuna sandwich with no mayo or spices or anything.  Just tuna and bread.”

“Yes Master, right away.”  She crawled out of the room and into the kitchen to start lunch.  She was exhausted and tired.  She had so much more to do and she knew it was going to take her a long time to get it all done.  The chains and ball were a major nuisance.  She smelled bad and she was getting hornier every minute that passed by. 

She made Master his grilled ham and cheese sandwiches and made herself a dry tuna sandwich with no dressing or spices.  It tasted horrible, but she knew she would need the protein to give her the energy to keep going.  He was working hard to break her, but she wasn’t going to give him the satisfaction.  She was going to push herself and get through it.  She was determined.

Just after she took her last bite, Mark ordered her to rotate her dildos once again.  She fought with the belt and managed to take it off and rotate the dildos once again.  Now she was tasting her dirty ass and pussy.

“You like being fucked in all holes?  You will be fucked in all holes all fuckin’ day, whore.”  He smiled as he waved her off dismissing her.

She continued cleaning the much messier downstairs.  She cleaned the bathroom and the second guest room and worked the hall until she finally made it to the den where the trash was thrown and the walls were stained with mustard and ketchup.  With a loud sigh, she started cleaning up.  She was only able to clean the walls when Master called her again.  She ran as fast as she could to him, the chains were dragging worse every time she had to run to him.  At least she didn’t have to run down the stairs this time.  Once again, she crawled to him and knelt before him for his command.

“Just so you know, I want my dinner in an hour and a half.  It’s 4:30 now.  I want fresh tortillas, rolled chicken green chili enchiladas, and homemade salsa and rice.”  He shrugged his shoulders like he didn’t really care.  “Just so you know.  I’m just saying I better have my meal ready and served by 6, slut.”

He couldn’t be serious.  Tortillas were a major pain in the butt to make and they took at least an hour to make a couple dozen.  Rolled enchiladas took just as much time.  This was going to take some major multi-tasking.  She dragged herself into the kitchen and started dinner.  She boiled the chicken while she started the tortillas.  She was constantly moving and making a bigger mess than she wanted to.  The good thing about making rolled enchiladas was that the food was cooked and she didn’t have to put it in the oven for more than ten minutes just to let the cheese melt.  She did manage to get it finished with five minutes to spare.  She quickly grabbed a plate and served him three enchiladas, a spoonful of rice, and folded two hot and fresh tortillas neatly on the side of the plate.  She put the salsa in a small bowl and placed it neatly on the table.  She went to the fridge and opened an ice cold beer and set it perfectly.

She knelt at the entrance to the den and called him to dinner.  “Your dinner is served, Master.”

He stood up and walked right past her as if she wasn’t even there.  He sat down and immediately started eating.  He didn’t say a single word as he ate.  He cleaned his plate which made Karla happy knowing she satisfied him.

He took the plate and handed it to her.  “More.”  She quickly grabbed the plate and walked on her knees to serve him another plate.  She served it in front of him and knelt with her head bowed and her hands on her thighs.

He took a big bite of the enchiladas and chewed it several times.  “mmm.”  He said to get her attention.  She looked up at him hungrily.  He used his thumb to open her mouth and spit the chewed up food into it.  “Eat, cunt.” 

She ate the entire plate of food from her Master’s mouth.  She didn’t care it lacked flavor because his saliva took so much out of it.  She was hungry and the meal was very much appreciated.  She didn’t even have to chew much because it was mostly mush by the time it went in her mouth. 

After Mark fed her, he stood up and went back to the den to watch some more TV.  He was curious about just how much more Karla would be able to take.  She was a stubborn girl and he knew she wouldn’t break so easily.  He had an idea and went online to make some arrangements.  Karla continued her cleaning.

She could feel the cuffs around her ankles and wrists starting to bruise.  She was sick of being in them, but she knew she had messed up bad and she wasn’t going to give up that easily.

Mark sat on the computer and posted an ad on an adult sex personal website.  He posted a personal ad for Karla. 

It read:  I am a 20yo female sex starved slut is horny and willing to please anybody who is willing to give me attention.  Email me if you are interested and in the area.  A quick BJ and I’ll be out of your way.  This will only happen tomorrow so get your requests in as quick as possible.

He added ten pictures of her.  Seven of them were nude pictures and three were of her dressed in bondage gear and chained up.  He decided to leave the site for the mean time and let it gather its requests.

A few hours later, he felt himself falling asleep while watching a boring movie.  Karla was still cleaning the living room.  She was almost done with it as he could hear her scrubbing the floor.  He knew she was completely exhausted.  He wasn’t about to let her rest though, he was going to break her whether she liked it or not.

“Cunt, turn down my bed, I’m tired and ready for some sleep.”

She took a deep sigh of exhaustion and replied after removing the dildo from her mouth.  “Yes, Master, right away.”

With shaky legs, she stood up and slowly made her way upstairs and to the master bedroom.  She turned down the bed and called Mark when it was ready for him.  She knelt beside the bed hoping that he would allow her to sleep and rest also, she was totally wasted and needed the rest. 

Mark slowly made his way upstairs and stripped down to his boxers.  He tossed the dirty clothes carelessly on the now clean floor.  He sat on the side of the bed in front of her.

“Suck me.”  He simply said to get her started.  With tears in her eyes, she wrapped her lips around his shaft and sucked it as good as her tired mouth could suck.  It didn’t take long for him to tense up and shoot his load in her mouth.

“Spit it out and use that whore lotion on your dirty pussy.”  She held the cum in her mouth until she removed the chastity belt.  She then spit it out into her hand and rubbed it into her sore and wet pussy.  Would he finally allow her to rest and finish tomorrow?

“Rotate the dildos and finish cleaning the house.  That is unless you give up.”  He knew she wouldn’t.

“No, Master, I deserve this punishment.”  She rotated the dildos and reattached the chastity.

“Then stop wasting time and get to it.  Don’t make too much noise, if you wake me up, you will pay.”

“Yes Master.”  She plugged her mouth with the ass and pussy taste on it and crawled out of the room.  The chains and the ball were getting heavier as time went by.  She felt like her muscles were about to give out.

“When you finish… no, if you finish, come wake me up.”  He said as she exited the room.

She went back downstairs and finished cleaning the rest of the house.  This time, there were no distractions so she was able to keep a steady pace.  It still took her another four hours to get the house completely spotless.  The floors were the hardest part especially because she had to scrub them on her hands and knees.  As soon as she finished, she took out three trash bags of garbage to the bin and returned upstairs to wake up Master.

It was 3:30am when she knelt beside the bed and rubbed his crotch until he woke up.

“Oh, finished already?”  He said as he looked at the clock.  He got out of bed and opened the drawer on his night stand.  He pulled out the keys to her chains and unlocked them.  It was a major relief for her.  Yellow bruises had formed on her wrists and ankles.

“Stand with your legs spread at the foot of my bed, whore.”  He demanded.  She did as told.

“Face the bed.”  She turned around and faced the bed expecting a spanking or something.  She didn’t expect what came next.

Mark went to the closet and pulled out some things he was going to need for her next punishment.  He first made her put on a pair of her highest heels.  They were uncomfortable for her and he knew it would be perfect for her.  He then tied her ankles to each end of the footboard so she would be forced to stand spread out like that.  He then tied her arms folded behind her back.  Then he used some coarse rope to wrap around her breasts and make them look like two perfect balloons.  He tied a knotted crotch rope around her waist and through her crotch.  He tied the rope that went between her pussy lips through the front of the rope around her waist and then tied it  securely to her collar.

He then grabbed some clamps and without any concern for her comfort, attached them to her pussy lips.  He grabbed some twine and tied it to the chain connecting the clamps and pulled it tightly before tying it securely to the bottom bar also so her lips would be stretched constantly.  It made her want to bend her knees a little. 

He then took some more clamps and attached them to each of her nipples.  He used twine to tie them to a loop in the ceiling.  He pulled them tight enough to lift them.  He got another piece of rope and tied her breasts to the same loop in the ceiling.  He stood and looked at her in her binds with a big smile.

“I don’t want to hear you bitching and whining all night, so here.”  He shoved a large ball gag into her mouth to muffle any sound she would try to make.  He then grabbed some nose hooks and hooked them through her nostrils and pulled the strings back to make her look like a pig.  He tied the string to the back ring of her collar.

“This should help you breathe easier.  I’m still tired, so I’m going back to sleep.  You rest here and don’t go anywhere.  Consider yourself lucky to be able to stand up in my presence.”  He lied back down on the bed and looked at her with her tear filled eyes.  “Goodnight, cunt, sleep well.”  He laughed as he rolled under the covers and fell back asleep.

Day 2 to be continued…