Previous Chapter Back to Content & Review of this story Next Chapter Display the whole story in new window (text only) Previous Story Back to List of Newest Stories Next Story Back to BDSM Library Home

Review This Story || Author: Master Mick

Janet's Extreme Slave Training

Part 12

Add 12, Mick

"I JUST KNEW IT" Christy's voice boomed out in the air making me fear her even
more. This woman really was evil and mean. I was absolutely sure she just love
being like this.

"You are just a dirty slave who behave like an animal. I actually think you like
being dirty and smelly like you are right now. I'm happy that you wear this nice
rubber bag. Otherwise I think the air in this room would gag us all! You just
wouldn't hold back. I asked you to do this minor task, which was to close your
filthy ass hole and hold on for only ten minutes and what did I guess. A rubber
bag full of piss and shit. I could see you were pissing as well. You just wanted
to be as disgusting as possible. I can imagine that you just love the smell of
the air you are breathing. You probably know that a lot of animals clean
themselves between their legs. I really think you would like to do the same if
it was possible for you! Don't worry, should it against what I think cause you
to vomit you are wearing the open version meaning you can puke without any risk
to be choked. It will just disappear into the bag. Cyndi, will you please make
sure it really runs into the bag if she pukes? Just chain her sitting in upright
position on the table with her legs spread as they are right now and hands
chained to the ceiling. This will give us a better view of her face while
breathing through this bag!" Christy asked Cyndi

"Sure, no problem" Cyndi while approaching me again.

Within a few minutes I was sitting nicely chained to the ceiling sitting on the
table with this awful gas mask strapped to my head and a thick rubber tube
running from it to the rubber bag dangling between my legs. While sitting
upright I could feel how the last amount of the shit escaped my ass hole. I
still was unable to control it due to the suppository, which has been inserted.
My bowel was still burning from the coating on this awful thing. It was like my
bottom was on fire both due to the pain caused by the now removed clamps and due
to the fire inside my bowel. Furthermore breathing was quite difficult due to
the mask. It was like it added some resistance every time I draw in 'fresh' air.
Fresh air?  It certainly had nothing to do with fresh air. I tried to breathe
through my mouth in order to make the smell less disgusting but I quickly found
out that this was out of the question. The mask was obviously fitted with some
kind of valve making this impossible. I just had to breathe through my nose and
endure the awful smell coming into it for each breath. It really was disgusting
and then this bitch! Telling that she thought I loved breathing this thick
smelly air. My stomach made these vomit movements causing even more discomfort.
The fact that breathing was a hard job made it even worse because every time the
valve opened the smell hit my nose like a hammer almost making me stop
breathing. But I knew I had to focus on breathing otherwise I would begin to
hyper breathe making it even worse. Ohhh please stop this. Now it must be
enough!!!!

They all took position in front of me with Christy standing in front of me still
wearing this scary hood.

"Well my little slut, my precious little darling. How are you doing? Having a
good time?" she asked. I couldn't see her face but I'm sure she had a big smile
at her face under the hood.

"Tttaaackeee iiitttt oooffffff!!!" I tried to scream through the mask.

"What are you saying my dear? You want to wear it for one hour? I'm not sure I
can meet this request as we have to move on with your training as we don't have
all day for it" Christy said and they all laughed.

"I bet you are happy that I haven't adjusted the breathing valve to make it more
difficult to breathe. As it is the very first time I just think we will let it
be as it is. Then you can get all the fresh air you want! Isn't it wonderful
breathing through this bag. It's good training because your mind is completely
focused on breathing and nothing more. I'm actually not sure you do hear all my
instructions for you. " Christy continued

"As we have rearranged you I think we will make some minor changes. I think I
will let you do the cleaning before the paddling. Don't you think this is an
excellent idea? As you really have soiled my expensive rubber bag you will clean
this as well. I'll be kind to you and let you use the hands for cleaning it. But
I still think it will be good training for you that you carry out the initial
cleaning of all your stinking piss by using your mouth and head. I think this
will teach you being more careful in the future. We can't let you carry on being
a dirty slave like you have been today can't we?" Christy asked me

What a bitch, she knew I had no chance avoiding any of this. And she just
increased my punishment for doing it. I nodded my head scared to make her find
something crueller to do to me. I just wanted this to end as quickly as possible
and have some rest. I was just so exhausted.

"When you have finished cleaning up all your mess we will let the paddle do its
work to seal this education in your mind so you never forget it! Maybe we should
try the free version meaning you bend over and grab your legs with your hands
and count each stroke? I'm sure this will focus your mind on being more careful
with hygiene in the future" Christy said laughing again looking at my desperate
eyes clearly showing her how disgusting and difficult breathing was.

....................................................



Review This Story || Author: Master Mick
Previous Chapter Back to Content & Review of this story Next Chapter Display the whole story in new window (text only) Previous Story Back to List of Newest Stories Next Story Back to BDSM Library Home