To Obey
by Fire-Bird
Chapter 80 "Slave letter."
Brother Peter gorged himself on cakes and sweets during his morning tea.
His mother had insisted he was big boned as a child when the other kids
teased him of his weight. However not many children were as wide as they
were tall from the small fishing village that Peter grew up in.
Priest and Brother Will ignored him as they talked about the direction of
the castle. They were debating the pros and cons when Brother Peter rose
quickly from his seat and left the room. His form of walking made him
stomped loudly on the ground. Whether this was from being too heavy or
too lazy, it was hard to tell.
Eating had always made Brother Peter feel horny and he went looking for
a student to help him out, and he knew just the girl.
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Phoebe chewed on the end of her pencil as John worked out the
postscript sentence for the letter he was sending to the White
Slave Traders in Hong Kong.
"What have I got already?" asked John.
Phoebe cleared her throat and started to read back the letter.
"Dear Sir or Madam, I have in my possession a number of slaves for
sale. They have been made homeless, are clean and willing to serve
new masters. Ages range from thirteen to thirty. Special training can
be completed before they are shipped out if required. Standard
international rates apply. Your's faithfully, John Gabriel."
John nodded his head. "Sounds good. Type it up and I'll sign it."
"Yes Sir. Excuse me Sir? What happens to those slaves that don't sell?"
John smiled. "We eat well for a week."
Phoebe's jaw dropped. John looked up to see the horror on her face.
Then it dawned on him why she was worried.
"Oh I forgot, you still think you're a slave?"
Phoebe nodded.
"Good, because you are. And don't you ever fucking forget it!"
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Rebecca Thornton was glad to be free from hanging upside down in the tub
of water. She felt sorry for her older sister Karen but before she could
say anything she was led away to a room across the hall.
In the corner there were two wooden stands stuck in the ground. Above the
stands hanging from the ceiling was a rope which in turn was connected to
the end of a wooden pole. Leather straps hung from the ends. Brother Peter
moved Rebecca in between the stands and lowered the rope. He tied both her
wrists to each end of the pole and then lifted her so she was standing on
her toes.
Brother Peter indicated to her to position her feet on the outside of the
stand. Rebecca did as she was told and quickly found her ankles had been
tied down. She felt totally exposed. Her ass and vagina were freely
accessible from front, back and underneath. The back of her knees were
starting to hurt from resting on the stands.
Brother Peter returned a minute later carrying a steel container about the
size of a shoe box and also a small stand. He put them over beside the wall
and disappeared into the small back room again. Rebecca tried to look behind
her and could just make out small lumps of coal in the box. She resumed
her position when the sound of Brother Peter's sandals indicated he was
coming back.
The stand was dragged underneath her and the coal rattled within the box.
Rebecca looked down and saw some sort of liquid being squirted onto the
coals. Then the scratching of a match. Rebecca gritted her teeth and
watched as the coals exploded into flames. The rush of heat and hot air
swallowed up Rebecca. A few seconds later Rebecca felt very uncomfortable
as the direct heat from the coals started to burn into her nether regions.
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Karen Thornton was still hanging by her feet with her head and shoulders
in the tub of water. Jenny looked on and occasionally whipped Karen's legs.
Fortunately for Karen Jenny's mind just wasn't on the job so her lashes
weren't as painful as usual.
After two minutes Karen was pulled upwards so her head just cleared the
water. She cough and tried to expel the remaining water from her nostrils
and mouth. Her minute time-out was nearly at an end when she felt herself
being lowered downwards again.
"Wait! Wait! Please Mistress." screamed Karen.
Jenny raised her hand to stop the porter.
"What is it slave?"
"... um ... Mistress. You don't seem to be your usual self today. Is there
something wrong?" asked Karen.
Jenny smiled but from Karen's upside down position it looked like she was
frowning badly.
"Hang on. Porter! Get me a stapler and one of Priest's pets. Right. Now
why should there be anything wrong slave?" said Jenny.
".. um ... I dunno Mistress. Maybe I'm just mistaken." stammered Karen.
She watched as the porter quickly left the room.
"Oh, I see. You think I'm not hitting you hard enough. Well .. that's a
clever idea. But you're right. I'm not hitting very hard today simply cos
I hurt my wrist last night on your bitch sister. But don't worry slave,
you won't be let off so easily."
"Mistress, I don't mean to offend." said Karen shakily.
"Too fucking late whore!" growled Jenny.
The porter reappeared and handed the stapler to Jenny. Karen watched on
helplessly as the porter pulled out a small piece steel tube about an inch
long and an inch wide. Jenny felt her pussy lips being pulled apart until
the tube was inserted roughly.
Then the porter pulled a small rat from his pouch. He grabbed it by the
tail and dropped it into the tube. Immediately Jenny pulled the tube out
and the rat was scrabbling to get out backwards. Jenny brought her stapler
up and with the porter helping they put four staples into Jenny's vagina
lips. Each staple caused Karen to cry. The rat was biting and clawing it's
way to get out. Karen yelped and screamed. Tears rolled down her forehead
and dripped into the water.
Jenny grabbed Karen's hair. "Shall we continue?"
Karen shook her head in a resounding negative motion. Jenny smiled baring
all her teeth. She brought her finger up to her neck line and motioned
for the porter to cut away.
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Rebecca squirmed from the heat below. She looked behind her and Brother
Peter had removed his robe. He was very ugly and also preoccupied with his
task. She looked down at what he was doing and saw he was fanning the coal
to keep it very warm. Rebecca noticed his cock for the first time. It was
long and could easily do her damage.
Rebecca heard more noises behind her and then something long and wet
falling to the ground. She closed her eyes as she had an idea of what was
coming next. As the first lash of the cat-o-nine tails hit Rebecca shrieked
out. The small cuts stung with fury and Rebecca could smell vinegar.
Again and again Brother Peter lashed Rebecca's back and ass cheeks. He was
relentless in whipping her back for over fifteen minutes. Then he changed
sides was lashed as her front. Deep biting cuts burned into Rebecca's
breasts and belly. Her legs and arms were also lashed. Rebecca rolled her
head around as she felt dizzy from the heat and energy sapping whipping.
Half an hour later the coal stand was pulled away. Finally a cool air
spread over Rebecca and her body. Her cuts burned and stung away but she
knew they would heal.
Two hands gripped her ass cheeks from behind. Rebecca took in a deep breath.
She felt the hands mauled her cheeks and then spread them. She waited and
finally the tip of Brother Peter's cock pushed against her ass opening.
The hands moved up to her shoulders and Rebecca tried to rise as the
pressure on her ass by Brother Peter's cock increased.
She knew she couldn't win this battle and tried to force herself to relax.
Brother Peter pulled Rebecca's shoulders down and thrust upwards at the
same time. Rebecca howled as she was impaled onto Peter's cock. She moaned
loudly as Peter pulled back slightly and then rammed it in deeper. She
bounced around as Brother Peter continued to sodomize her. His fingers
dug into her breasts around her nipples and pinched them drawing blood.
Rebecca continued to scream out for mercy.
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