A long hallway was revealed, beautifully tiled in black and white tiles and with burnished wooden doors leading off either side. To one side, a marble staircase rose towards the upper floor, flanked by a black wrought iron banister topped with a smooth wooden rail.
Sue entered, tugging a very reluctant Kristy behind her and handing both the cape and her own coat to the doorman. The clicking of their heels echoed in the hallway and suddenly one of the doors swung open. Kristy's mouth dropped open at the spectacle revealed. Bound face down and spread-eagled to a large wheel set horizontally on a thick spindle was a woman clad in a strange leather harness. Her hair bound in a ponytail, was tied to a ring set into the back of her harness, drawing her head up and ensuring she looked straight ahead. As her face came into view, Kristy could see it was covered in semen. Men stood at various intervals around the wheel and as it came to a stop, two of them stepped forward. One shoved his cock into her mouth whilst the other positioned himself between her legs and thrust into her pussy. The woman could do nothing to avoid being fucked by both men. She tried to writhe away from their attentions. She was covered in sweat and semen and obviously exhausted. The men pumped harder and faster until the man fucking her pussy groaned and came. The other man pulled out of her mouth and holding his cock, directed a jet of semen directly into her face. To Kristy's surprise, the woman eagerly licked up as much of it as she could.
"Thank you Masters," she said in a tired voice.
The door swung closed again, leaving Kristy reeling in shock. What kind of a club was this? A sharp tug on her collar started her walking again as Sue pulled her towards a door at the end of the hallway. As they drew closer Kristy could hear the sound of conversation issuing forth, obviously there were several people inside the room. Her mouth was dry and she was visibly trembling as Sue opened the door and pushed her through. All conversation stopped and Kristy swallowed as every eye in the room turned towards her. Lounging at their ease in various comfortable looking chairs were well groomed men and women, each attended by a kneeling slave clad in either corsets like hers or leather harnesses if they were male. Most of the slaves, male and female, wore nipple rings or clamps, and several had weights attached, distending their breasts. The male slaves were all padlocked into cock cages and again, some of them had weights attached to their balls.
Sue walked over to where David was sitting in a comfortable armchair and handed over Kristy's leash. Without prompting, Kristy sank to her knees in front of him. Unable to lower her head she stared straight ahead, unwilling to meet anyone's eye.
"So this is your new slave," she heard a woman's voice above her drawl. "I see you are still in the early stages with her. She's not up to your usual standard yet."
"Yes Mistress V, you are correct. She has a long way to go yet." David replied. "However, she is starting to shape up, even if it is slower than I would have wished."
"I'm assuming you've already put her on a diet to shed the extra weight?" the woman continued.
"That's correct," David answered her. "Mistress S knows my wishes and is keeping the slave under strict control. She will also be undergoing intensive training next week."
Kristy was ashamed to be discussed in such a clinical way.
"Well, I have never known you to achieve anything less than perfection, Master D," Kristy heard a male voice say. "One thing that needs no change are her breasts. They really are quite delightful. May I?" he asked.
"Of course Master J" David said agreeably.
Kristy's vision was suddenly filled by a pair of leather clad, muscular legs. Then a dark skinned hand grasped her breast and flicked a nail over the nipple. Kristy bit back a gasp as her nipple, already sensitised by its imprisonment in the noose, responded. The hand moved to her other breast and repeated its actions.
"Excellent reactions!" Master J commented. "However, I do not think they are bound tight enough!" He took hold of the chain and started to tighten the nooses further, until each nipple was cinched in tight. Kristy clenched her hands behind her back to keep from crying out in pain.
David noticed her action and patted her head in approval. Kristy looked up at him in gratitude, thankful for this sign that his displeasure was slackening. The evening continued with various Masters and Mistresses entering and exiting the room with their slaves in tow. A demure female slave knelt in front of David and asked for permission to speak. David gestured for her to go ahead.
"Mistress C wishes to advise that she will be punishing her slave in the discipline room in 5 minutes, should you wish to attend, Master D" she murmured deferently.
David turned to Sue. "This should be instructional for our new slave," he said rising from his chair. He offered Sue his arm. "Shall we?" he asked.
As she rose, he tugged sharply at Kristy's leash. It took her a couple of tries to stagger to her feet, hampered by the high heels and the fact her bound hands could offer her no means of balances. She heard a couple of the Mistresses laugh quietly at her feeble attempts and blushed in shame. She resolved to do better. David had maintained a firm pressure on the leash throughout, giving Kristy unobtrusive assistance to rise to her feet. Now with another sharp tug, he set her moving behind him as he and Sue exited and made their way to the discipline room.
As they opened the door they were greeted by a statuesque looking woman with austere features. As she came into view Kristy couldn't suppress a start of fear and surprise. This was the woman at whose hands she had suffered so much earlier in the day, the one that had recommended to her Master that her labia should be pierced! The woman ignored her completely and smiled cordially and David and Sue.
"Ah, I'm glad you received my message!" she said by way of greeting. "Now you are here I believe we can proceed."
"By all means, Mistress C," David replied. "It is always a pleasure to watch an expert at work."
As he and Sue moved to chairs set at the side of the room, a raised dais was revealed to Kristy's eyes. At the back there was a solid looking square frame with chains and pulleys set into each side. Placed upon it at the forefront was a leather covered table. A naked female slave was bound across it's width, her ankles were in cuffs attached to short chains that in turn were screwed into the table legs, spreading her wide. This exposed her ass and pussy to the onlookers. Her ass was filled with a large butt plug and a small weight depended from a ring set into her clitoral hood. A vibrator was buzzing merrily away in her pussy, which was already slick with her juices.
Mistress C beckoned to a male slave who had been standing quietly at the side of the room. He carried a full length mirror up onto the dais and positioned it in front of the bound slave. Now everyone could see the puffy lips and glazed expression on her face. It was obvious she was close to orgasm. Kristy could also see that her nipples were pierced and heavy weights had been attached to each ring, dragging her breasts cruelly downwards.
The male slave moved out from behind the table and assumed Position 3, facing the front. As he did so, Kristy could see his cock was engorged and locked into a 7 ring cage which also tightly imprisoned his balls. A heavy looked weight was suspended from where it encircled his balls, swinging when he moved. She could tell from the fixed expression on his face that he was suffering. Then her mouth dropped open. Set into the tip of his penis was a ring similar to the ones in her pussy, although this one was heavier and thicker. She had never seen anything like it before and winced inwardly as she imagined how much it must have hurt during the piercing. Mesmerised, she couldn't take her eyes off his cock and had to be reminded to kneel down by a sharp tug on her leash.
Mistress C had a small, hand held device in her hand, and now she pressed it. The vibrator stopped buzzing and the bound slave wailed in longing and despair. It was obvious that she had been right on the brink of climax. Mistress C turned to address her audience.
"Katy has been very disobedient today and as Master D informed me that he would be bringing his new slave with him tonight, I postponed her punishment so that it would be an effective demonstration as to what she may expect. Peter will be assisting me with her punishment. His reward, should he successfully accomplish his tasks, will be release from his confinement. By that time he should be ready to fuck anyone and anything, so if any of you wish to make use of him, please do so."
David leaned over to Sue and murmured just loud enough for Kristy to hear. "I hear he's very talented. You should use him for yourself tonight. I promise you it will be an experience!"
Sue smiled wickedly at him, then looked down at the furiously blushing Kristy. Deliberately, she caressed her slave's sensitised nipples and Kristy bit back a moan of desire as electricity shot though her.
Meanwhile, Mistress C had placed herself to the side of the table. At her gesture, the male slave moved to one of the rooms cupboards and took out a studded paddle, which he handed to his mistress. Setting herself she took aim and landed several very hard blows across the slaves ass. Katy gasped aloud as several deep red marks appeared on her butt cheeks. Her mistress continued until her entire ass was an angry red, interspaced with the deeper marks made by the studs. By now the slave was breathing heavily and her eyes were losing their focus. Mistress C pulled the vibrator out of the slaves pussy and displayed it for all to see.
"Katy is a little slut and as you can see, she gets turned on by having her ass paddled." She explained.
Kristy couldn't believe her eyes. The woman was lean and muscular, and it was obvious that she hadn't been pulling the blows she had delivered. How could this slave be so turned on?
"Well slave, what do you say?" Mistress C asked the bound woman.
"Thank you Mistress, for paddling my ass" the slave replied.
Mistress C beckoned for the male slave to approach and murmured instructions in his ear. He dutifully moved the mirror off the dais then returned and released the slave from the table before half carrying her over to the wooden frame. He attached each wrist to chains set high on either side of the frame and then pulled on the pulleys until she was lifted a few centimetres off the floor. He then locked the chains in place. He knelt and attached her ankle cuffs to chains set into the base corners of the frame and again pulled them tight and locked them. Katy was now suspended vertically in an X whilst Peter knelt by the side of the frame in Position 1.
Whilst he had been doing this, Mistress C had gone to the cupboard again and withdrawn a black leather riding crop. She mounted the dais and stood in front of her slave.
