Chapter 5
It didn't take Norma long to drag me back to the dungeon.
I was depressed by the amount of strength I'd built up. Or lack of it.
Part of me had hoped I'd be ready to put up at least a good showing, but the amazon handled me with ease.
So I tried to console myself with the fact that it was only because my hands were still locked at my waist.
Either way, I found myself back in the dungeon.
"You stupid cunt! How could you embarrass the Mistress like that? I thought we understood each other."
SMACK!
"I guess I was wrong. That's what I get for being so easy on you. SMACK!
With both of my cheeks stinging from being slapped, all I wanted to do was have my own turn.
Wishing my hands were free to at least protect myself, along with getting in a few licks of my own.
"I'll be lucky if Mistress doesn't punish me also because of your insolence," Norma glared at me.
"Oh, and wouldn't that be terrible?"
"So you think that's funny, eh? Something you'd like to see?"
My head was nodding. Hell, I wanted to take part in that.
Then I realized what a mistake I was making.
"YOU SLUT!"
SMACK! SMACK!
Stars were circling my head.
All of them filled with pretty colors.
And when I looked around I discovered I was on the floor.
Looking up Norma's booted leg.
Seeing that the woman didn't look at all happy.
"You think you're so smart, so cleaver. Well we'll see how cleaver you really are. Let's see how witty you can be."
She roughly pulled the high heels off my feet, and started dumping powder over my body.
I didn't like what that might mean.
The amazon stomped out of the room but was back before I could make it up to my knees. Not that I had anywhere to run.
"Good. Looks like you're ready to help. You'd better. It'll make things easier on you if you do."
Somehow I think that the only one it would help would by her, but then what did I have to lose?
And my guess had been correct. Norma had come back with a rubber outfit for me to wear.
Only this wasn't anything like my last ensemble.
The rubber hose, gloves and top I'd been made to wear before had been of a thin gauge and realitively light weight. What Norma was holding looked more like a diving suit.
One that could keep you warm in the coldest of waters.
Thick and bulky.
"Lift your leg."
Even with the liberal amount of powder the woman had dumped over me, I didn't think I'd ever get my leg all the way into the thing.
"Hurry it up! Stop wasting time."
Norma was working up a sweat of her own, and it wasn't helping her disposition one bit.
Getting my second leg in seemed even tougher.
I was having to hop around on only one foot as I wiggled the other into the tight rubber.
A task not made any easier because I didn't have use of my arms for balance. Or from the fact that the suit seemed to be much smaller than my ass would require.
I don't think Norma enjoyed the fact that I was having to lean against her as we worked.
She seemed put out enough just from having to help pull the rubber up my body. To the point she went out of her way to yank harder when she thought the material was sticking to my skin.
Smiling whenever I gave out a yelp of pain as the rubber gave me friction burns.
Finally between the two of us, Norma got the thing up and around my hips.
The rubber suit fit me tighter than my own skin.
Hugging me so snug that I was sure it would be even an even bigger battle when it was time to take the damn thing off again.
"I'm going to unlock your wrist. You try something and I'll break your arm."
I glared at her. The anger radiating from me was almost enough for her to physically feel, but she also knew I wasn't stupid.
That I'd go along with what she said.
For now.
Norma didn't even have to look at the key ring. Her ringers automatically found the right key.
One quick twist and my hand was free.
For about half a second.
Norma's grip was rock hard.
She twisted my arm back and started feeding it into the sleeve.
Smoothing the material over my skin until my hand slid into the glove at the end.
At least I had thought it was a glove.
Until I discovered there were no fingers in it.
As I wondered about it, Norma pulled a leather strap off of her belt.
Wrapping it around my wrist.
Then I heard the clicking sound.
I glanced down to see that my new wrist strap was locked to a large steel ring molded into the side of the rubber suit.
Just as solid and secure, if not more so, than the ones on the belt locked to my waist.
I wasn't given much of an opportunity to appreciate her gift before Norma was repeating the process.
Only after she had both of my wrists secured did she remove the belt from my waist.
All that was left was for Norma to pull up the zipper to seal the front of my outfit.
I was all set for her to do just that, when she surprised me by giving a tug on my slave collar.
Pulling me after her as she headed across the room.
"Stay here," she warned.
The bitch didn't even look to see if I was going to obey what she said. She merely took it for granted now that I'd follow her command.
After all, what else was I going to do?
I didn't even have use of my fingers any more.
So she didn't look very surprised when I was still standing where she put me.
She turned around a dressing mirror on wheels so I could see myself.
Letting me see how helpless I was.
She was smiling at me as she produced the jar of pink cream.
"Wouldn't want you to do without. I know how much you like it."
Her fingers scooped out a glob of the shit.
Holding it out for me to see.
And all I could do was stand there and watch as she stuffed me full.
The mirror giving me all the views I'd ever want of the operation.
Letting me see Norma's fingers as they disappeared inside me, but not in a way to bring me comfort.
It had only been a short time since I'd last had to put up with this crap and I had already forgotten exactly how much I hated it.
Or how hot it made my pussy.
After she packed me full of the cream, Norma took hold of the zipper tab.
Pulling it up past my puss....
Stopping between my boobs just long enough to pinch both nipples....
Bringing the zipper up to my neck to finish sealing me in!
Or so I thought.
Norma had other ideas on the subject.
She brought out a rubber hood. Just as big and thick as the jumpsuit was.
Once it was pulled over my face I was blind. Truly feeling sealed in now.
There was a slit for my mouth, but Norma took care of that by fitting a good sized cock gag between my lips.
Buckling the monster in place so I'd never be able to shake it off.
I felt like a helpless child as the amazon sat me down on a stool so she could strap my heels on.
Dragging me blindly through the house.
I couldn't even tell where we were heading from the sound. I couldn't hear a damn thing through the helmet.
We hadn't gone far. I was pretty sure we were still around the house. But then I hadn't seen the outside of the place, so I didn't know what to expect, or how big it was.
I thought we were still around the house, but even if we were, what would the neighbors say?
How would you explain naked women running around in chains all the time?
My stumbling around came to an end when Norma stopped me. Pushing her hand against my chest to back me up.
Something hit me in the butt, so I stopped.
Not what Norma had in mind.
She forced me further back until I was sitting on the hard surface.
Strong hands pressed me down to where I was laying on my back.
I couldn't tell exactly what was being used, but I was being tied with something.
Preventing me from moving even if I knew what way to run.
Or if I could move my hands to protect myself. All of which was impossible now. So I waited.
That was the terrible part of it. I didn't know what I was waiting for. Whatever it was, it could come for me at any second.
No matter what I did, I simply couldn't relax. Something was going to happen and my body wanted to be ready for.
A faceless horror I wouldn't be able to see coming. My body was so tense my muscles could be used to build suspension bridges.
Waiting ... waiting ... and waiting!
Not knowing if I had been there for three minutes or three days.
Just expecting it, something, to happen.
And I was still waiting when I began to notice.
I was getting hotter than hell!
Fear had so overwhelmed me that I hadn't felt it before, but I was sweating like crazy.
This rubber jumpsuit wasn't at all like the other outfit I had worn. Yes I had sweated in it, but it had all been from internal heat.
You could feel the sweat moving around.
Almost a sensual feeling.
This was something designed to break a girl.
Thick and heavy, it prevented you from feeling anything around you.
Insulating you from the rest of the world.
And it seemed to soak up your sweat. I don't know how to describe it. I was trapped in a personal swamp, yet I felt dry.
And hot.
Not just from the inside. The material itself felt hot. Like it was being heated.
As if I had dozens of heat lamps focused on me.
More being added by the second.
And through it all, my pussy was screaming it's song of torment to me.
So empty. So much in need of being fed.
Maybe I hadn't been so smart. Maybe I should have been nice to the Contessa.
It wouldn't of hurt just to lick her a little.
And maybe Norma was telling the truth. Mistress might of given permission for me to cum.
Maybe....
BULLSHIT!
I knew it was all a big lie, but I couldn't stop the thoughts from entering my mind.
More importantly, I knew I wouldn't be able to take much more.
My breaking point was getting closer and closer.
I was squirming around as much as my bonds would allow, which wasn't much. Doing a little prone dance on whatever it was I was tied to.
Desperate to find some weakness I could take advantage of. Hopeful of finding some way out.
Having to get away from the heat before my body was turned into overdone toast.
My skin felt like it was on fire. Every place where the rubber touched me seemed about ready to blister!
What were they trying to do? Barbecue me alive? Hotter and hotter ... My head was spinning....
I would have been panting if not for the cock gag in my mouth.
Boiling away, and not at all sure that Norma would ever come back to save me.
Maybe they were willing to let me die. Perhaps this was to be Packard's final revenge on me for sending him to prison.
Panic had set in but I had no strength left to fight with.
I couldn't tell if I was still awake or not.
Consciousness slipped by only to be replaced by the reality of burning heat, seemly only seconds later.
All of my senses had been stripped except for the pain receptors in my skin, and the oversensitivity of my pussy.
More and more I couldn't tell the difference.
Almost hoping that the blackness would simply swallow me up and have it be over with.
Something cool hit me!
I don't know what it was, but it touched on my belly.
Cool, but fleeting.
The heat coming right back. But it was followed by another dot of coolness.
And another ... several of them ... scattered all over my stretched out body!
But as quickly as I could sense them, they seemed to disappear again.
Only to be replaced by other.
Touching me in other areas.
Hot-Cold Hot-Cold.
Over and over. Never in the same place, or for the same amount of time.
Keeping me wondering, trying to second guess where I would touched next.
I could almost feel my blood trying to rush at those small dots. Hurrying to the coolness whenever they appeared.
Needing to get there to collect up that cold.
Trading it for unwanted heat.
That's when I found I really did have some strength left. Setting up a new flurry of struggling.
I couldn't see what caused this cool sensation, but I wanted to get more of it!
Thrashing my body around as far as my bonds would stretch.
Until I felt a hand on my upper thigh!
Followed by a second one. And it was tugging at a second zipper tab.
Opening the crotch of the jumpsuit!
Just enough to bare my pussy.
The air was deliciously cold where it touched my skin.
As if there wasn't enough of my blood racing through my pussy, now more surged there.
Flooding my crotch in an effort to drop my body temperature.
At least until the fingers came back.
Long and slender. Tracing little lines along the lips of my cat.
Plucking at the plump folds of skin.
Stretching my lips out the same way a collector would in mounting a prized butterfly.
Holding me wide open as....
Something was wiped across my slit!
Kind of like a wet towel. It felt so good, and I was making as much noise into my gag as possible.
Begging for more.
It was both cooling and soothing, but it was so close to my clit.
Just a slight twist of my hips and it would be doing me much more good.
The knap of the terry cloth would act like a tongue. I was sure I'd cum within seconds!
SO NICE! SO DAMN CLOSE!
Leaving me sobbing when the hand drew away.
Then making me sure there was a God when it was replaced by a hot mouth!
Licking my pussy so well.
Digging deep into my slit.
Probing, but not touching my clit.
I tried to bounce my ass. To aim my pussy in such a way that the loving tongue would see what I wanted.
Only making me scream into my gag when the tongue left me as well.
I didn't even know what direction to try to bounce my pussy to.
New hands were on me. Unbuckling the gag strap.
"Mercy! Oh dear God, MERCY!" I got out as soon as the tip of the dildo cleared my lips.
I could feel my own saliva dripping down off the thing. Some of it back into my mouth, the rest dribbling onto the rubber helmet.
My lungs were sucking in as much cool air as they could.
Concentrating on heaving in and out. Gasping even as the helmet was pulled off my head.
Bright sunlight sizzled my eyes, which were too used to the darkness now.
Looking through squinting lids I saw a smiling Norma.
"An entire hour! You surprise me. I didn't think you'd make it."
Damn her! She seemed so happy and proud of herself.
Loving the sight of me in such agony. Rolling my head, I looked to see where I was. Tied down to a pool side table. With at least seven other women surrounding me! They were all naked. Some of them had rings piercing their nipples or pussys. All wore slave collars.
They were surrounding me, and each of them had a glass of water or some ice cubes.
That's how they had been teasing me.
Taking turns splashing me, or dragging the tip of an ice cube over my body.
Having fun while watching me squirm!
"Actually I didn't come around to check on you. I just happened to see one of these cunts getting a bit carried away."
"I just wanted to make sure she hadn't gotten you off. You didn't cum, did you?"
"No," I shook my head. "So close ... I was almost there...."
"Too fucking bad! You should have thought of that before."
"You ... you bitch! God, but you piss me off!" I screamed.
It was stupid, but I was so mad I couldn't help it.
I had to blow off some steam.
"Got that wrong slut." The amazon took hold of the zipper tab down by my crotch and tugged it up to my neck.
The suit opening up.
My sweat soaked body popping out into the much cooler air.
It was almost a shock to my system. Too much coolness all at once.
Shocking me to where I hadn't noticed the woman was standing next to my head.
One leg lifted. Bringing the sole of her boot to rest next to my shoulder.
Positioned so that when I looked up at her all I saw was her naked cunt.
"We could have had such fun together. Instead you pissed me off. Now I hope you enjoy it!"
Unfortunately I picked that moment to talk back at the bitch.
Opening my mouth just as she let loose.
Pissing right on me!
When I saw what she was doing I started to scream out.
But to shout you need to have air in your lungs. My automatic reaction was to try and suck in a lung full.
What I got was a mouthful of her urine.
Swallowing it down as I tried to breath.
Tied as I was, I couldn't even move out away from the steady stream.
Coughing and sputtering, I swallowed down more of her sour tasting piss.
All my coughing succeeded in doing was splatter her urine all over my face and hair.
The bitch laughing at me as her spray filled my mouth to overflowing.
So full, she decided to gave me a break.
By leaning forward and aiming her piss spray all over my breasts.
Waiting until I started cry out to her....
Begging her to stop....
That's when she aimed at my face again!
Not changing her position until I had drank down all she had to give.
Norma was still laughing as she stepped down from the table. Taking hold on one of the ogling slaves.
"Wipe her off so I won't soil myself on the slut," she barked at the slave in her grasp.
"But ... but how? I mean...."
The slightly chubby slave was scared shitless.
Shivering. Not knowing what might make her Mistress happy.
Telling me who this must be.
That it had to be the girl who came so close to making me climax without permission, and this was part of her punishment.
"I don't fucking care! Lick her clean. Use your hair if you have to, but do it!"
The girl was so terrified by the woman, she did exactly what she was told. The woman's last words must have stuck in her mind.
She had gathered up her long black hair and was using it to mop me off.
Continuing to do so until one of the other girls passed her a towel.
My body was sticky and smelled of urine, but at least I wasn't dripping.
Not that I cared.
I simply laid there sobbing.
Never had I been so degraded.
This went far beyond any concept I had of mere embarrassment.
Complete and total humiliation.
And it was far from being over. "Let's see if you've learned anything." Norma was pushing the girl aside and climbing up on the table with me. Straddling my face ... Then sitting on it!
"Have you learned your place? Are you going to do what you should? Or do we start all over again?"
Threats weren't needed. Once I saw she was about to take her seat I already knew what I was going to have to do.
There was no way I could take another of her heat treatment sessions. So I gave in.
"Yes Mistress. Please let me lick your pussy."
My mouth was so used to the taste of her piss that I never even noticed when I licked away the last few drops still clinging to her pussy.
"That's a good start, but let's not rush too much. I want to make this last. Get that tongue in my asshole!"
What!
No! She couldn't mean it. I couldn't do anything so disgusting!
But I knew what would happen if I didn't.
It would only prove that I wasn't ready yet to be a good slave. That I was in need of more training.
Norma had climbed up on me in the easiest way possible, so it didn't take much effort on her part to inch herself slightly forward.
Placing her ass directly over my mouth! "Oh God," I whimpered. Then I dug in.
Drilling my tongue in past the tight ring of her ass pucker.
Pushing, pushing and pushing some more. Trying not to think about the taste, or what I was doing.
Resigning myself to my fate. Wanting only to do the best possible job as I ass fucked Norma with my tongue.
Licking her clean and happy.
Or at least happy enough that she might slide back the other way.
Centering her clit over my lips.
Rocking her ass back to where my nose was all but buried in her fuck hole.
Making me lick and smell her at the same time.
Coming close to drowning me as she started flowing like a river.
Seeping out of her faster than I could ever hope to lap it up.
She seemed happy with the first two orgasms I took her to, but then it was as if she seemed under the impression I wasn't working hard enough.
"Come on, come on whore! I can't feel your tongue moving!"
Her hands dug into the soft flesh of my breasts.
Grabbing them like two handfuls of bread dough. But instead of kneading that dough, she pulled and twisted. Yanking them!
Long nails gouging into me as if it would encourage me to do more.
"SUCK IT! SUCK MY PUSSY, CUNT!"
Roughly twisting her hands back and forth.
"MAKE ME CUM! YOU HEAR ME? I WANT TO ... CUMMM!"
More juices squirted down to cover my face, but I couldn't stop yet. Not until she told me to.
SLAP! SLAP!
She let my tits go, but she was hitting them ... Using them as punching bags ... Slapping them in time to the tremors shaking her body.
Cumming three more times before she finally slumped down over my sweaty body.
Her cunt still drooling into my mouth until she found the strength to move off of me.
"Not a bad start. I think you need more practice though."
"Practice? I ate you the way you wanted. I even ate your ... your...."
"Ass? Is that what you wanted to say? Yes you licked my ass, and you'll do it again if I tell you. And I will. But you're practicing first. All you sluts gather around."
The slave girls were pushing each other out of the way as they tried to get as close as they could to their trainer.
"She's all yours. Play with her any way you want to, but don't let her cum."
Norma's eyes locked on the chubby slave girl.
Her body instantly started trembling.
Just to prove that she had no such idea in mind, the trembling girl spun around and began slapping my breasts.
It seemed to be the ice breaker the others needed.
Before another word could be said I had one girl sitting on my face, the rest were busy grabbing at different parts me.
Some caressing me....
Others biting!
All of them taking a turn sitting on my face. Staying there until I completely satisfied each and every one.