When Lucy woke, not much had changed, she was in bed with Mistress Candy, her wrists were still cuffed to her collar and her asshole felt heavy and full.
Unlike her very first morning with Candy, exactly 3 months ago, Lucy was not confused or surprised, she knew exactly what to do. Becoming a slave to Mistress Candy created structure in Lucy's day.
It began by waking or being woken, whichever was first, she would crawl her way under the covers and between Candy's legs where she would tenderly lick her Mistress' pussy.
Candy maintained a level of sexual arousal in her day to day life which, combined with her looks, gave her intimidating power over others around her. So she began every day with her slave fallating her to full arousal, this was a varied combination of precise pussy licking and clit sucking, trained to perfection with a stiff leather riding crop.
Once Mistress Candy was satisfied with her morning pleasure, she would unclip and uncuff Lucy's wrists, allowing Lucy to get up and do her exercise routine. This routine focussed on core strength and leg workouts, designed to keep Lucy fit and healthy and in good shape for penetration.
Naturally this exercise would stimulate bowel movement, well timed for Lucy's morning cleanse to follow. They had refined this process together, controlling Lucy's diet to ensure regularity and consistency. Lucy would remove her plug, shit and flush her rectum, shower, clean her plug, then relube and reinsert. This happened twice a day, morning and evening, from her very first day.
That very first day, Candy drafted a contract of ownership for Lucy's person which, subject to a successful 3 month probation period, would be signed by both parties, to consolidate Lucy's slavery to Candy and her complete physical ownership for the princely sum of $1.
After months of physical degradation at the hands of Marg and Paula and the resultant slut-material she had become for her former romantic partner Michael, Lucy wanted nothing more than the care and attention of the stunning Mistress Candy. Her commanding presence enveloped Lucy's pathetic submissiveness, offering Lucy an emotional safety net for her current path in life.
Candy made it clear from the beginning that she had certain expectations and designs on Lucy's body, conditions that had to be maintained as part of her slavery probation.
Lucy wanted nothing more than to stay under the care of her Mistress Candy, so she obligingly remained permanently plugged, day and night. The size of her butt plug plateaued, holding her sphincters a good 4cm in diameter, doubling at the widest point. Candy's justification was that Lucy needed to gape wider than the average cock (to keep any boyfriends under control) and had to take a fist up there at the drop of a hat. The plug was rather short and stumpy as Lucy's colon still needed to function properly and storing turds required space.
Of course depth of anal penetration was a very desirable quality for Candy, but this training and stretching was reserved for their fisting lessons.
Lucy otherwise went to work during the week, and stayed in her own house with Michael most weekends. It was agreed that maintaining a home relationship was of benefit to Lucy, it allowed her some semblance of normality, a humiliating comparison to what her life, body and sexuality had become.
It was relatively easy to convince Michael of this arrangement, he quickly realised that Lucy's new image made her an outstanding cocksucker, basically a free personal hooker. Despite her lower holes not having the same springiness, he surely didn't mind pumping her gaping shitter once or twice a week. Lucy had stopped taking birth control as there was a general agreement that her pussy was no longer suitable for cock. Michael was allowed to date other women or could hire a hooker if he needed pussy. The one and only time he slipped his dick into her vagina, Lucy screamed at the top of her lungs, drawing a concerned knock on the door from 3 different neighbour. Michael decided it wasn't worth the hassle and he didn't want to knock her up anyway. If he was ever intrigued by it, her would just shove his hand into her. The clincher for him was living free in the apartment that Lucy was paying off and the slut he loved to hate would choke on his cock all weekend to please him.
Monday night and Friday night were the scheduled sessions with Mistress Candy, they were generally conducted in her chamber, the 2nd bedroom-cum-playroom. Play primarily revolved around pumping, fisting and stretching Lucy. It was no secret that Mistress Candy liked to distort the beauty of other young women and permanently ruin slave cunts. What she envisioned for Lucy was nothing short of evil. Candy was simply delighted by what this poor woman would accept.
Every session began with the pussy pump, Candy simply wouldn't touch her cunt unless both Lucy's inner and outer lips were bulging. As the weeks progressed the size of the cup increased and so did the size of Lucy's engorged cunt. Sometimes her clit would be pumped too. Suction was applied to these areas for long periods while Candy worked on Lucy's anus, using anything at hand, including her hands. It wasn't long before Lucy could take it a foot deep in her ass.
Candy rarely used sex toys in her slave's cunt, preferring to work Lucy's insides with hands and fingers. She could fit both hands in Lucy's vag at a stretch, which meant she could quite easily fuck in and out of her with one hand at a time. Lucy's plumped up cunt would jiggle and gape while Candy punched in and out. For Lucy, a fist in each hole was considered full.
Candy stuck to her routine and structure, it worked. Just like consistent stretching yielded results, consistent amplification of natural arousal cycles created addiction to the treatment.
Lucy's arousal was based on a simple rule, she was only allowed to orgasm whilst on her period. For the rest of the month, masturbating to the edge of orgasm was a daily ritual, usually conducted before sleep whilst pleasing her mistress in bed. Indeed orgasm control became the focal point of Lucy's disciplinary training and punishment. During play, Lucy would beg her mistress to stop and start the fisting according to how close her orgasm was and was punished severely the few times she let herself cum out of line.
It was usually only one session a month which coincided with Lucy's period.
Lucy's first orgasmic session totally desensitized her to the limits of being fucked. It was a Monday night, 5 weeks in. She was bound on her back with her ankles cuffed near her ears, she had a close-up view of her cunt sticking up in the air. Mistress Candy had adjusted the bench's backrest to near vertical to support Lucy's back with her hips up high. Despite being bent double and almost upside down on her shoulders, Lucy was well supported and secured, allowing her to relax in position.
Once in position, Mistress Candy strode over and poked a couple of fingers into her cunt, "not wet enough!" she said and smacked Lucy's buttock with a riding crop.
Lucy Squeaked.
Mistress Candy proceeded to smack all over her bum with the crop, turning it pink as Lucy witnessed the impacts to her body. Lucy watched her pussy lips fatten as she became aroused. Without a doubt this pussy pumping was having some effect, of course she'd seen it far more engorged after their sessions, but now her pussy seemed to swell up all by itself.
The constant teasing and orgasm denial meant Lucy's arousal was through the roof. She knew she always got horny on her period, but now, simply having her ass beaten made her pussy ache for penetration.
Candy stopped the cropping when she noticed a glistening of moisture on Lucy's inner lips. She reached down and gently tugged on Lucy's butt plug. Lucy was well accustomed to the plug removal process by now, consciously let her two sphincters relax. Candy continued to pull firmly, towing Lucy's anus out along with the butt plug. Lucy encouraged this by gently pushing with her internal muscles, as if preparing to take a big shit. It was amazing to watch, Lucy's asshole slowly spread around the big pink glass plug as it approached the widest point. Candy stopped to admire the girl's hole stretching nearly 8cm in diameter, at this size her cunt was starting to spread sideways by the girth next door. Taking a mental snapshot, Candy lifted it all the way out. Lucy groaned and relaxed, feeling the cool air of the room fill up her ass and her pussy. Without the large plug sealing her up, Lucy presented her regular gape, about the size of a cock up her ass, and a little less up her vagina, as it shared some of the vacant space in her pelvis.
Lucy watched as Candy fitted the cup of a pussy pump over her cunt and sucked it on. As it sealed over her, Lucy began to feel the familiar sense of detachment from her body, as if it were just a toy they used for Candy's entertainment.
Candy began to pump and Lucy felt and saw her lips begin to swell inside the slightly foggy plastic cup. As her pussy began to throb and swell under pressure she could see dark blood appear between her inner lips. Her period was being sucked up and out of her too.
While Candy slowly pumped and Lucy's pussy engorged, she could see Lucy's asshole begin to gape even more. Evidently the vacuum sucking her pussy out caused her asshole to open up. Candy loved creating slack between the holes and found it fascinating how different pressures could move the gape around.
With the cup about half full of Lucy's pussy, Candy gave the pump one more squeeze to keep the pressure on, she left it to hang while she retrieved a big dildo from the shelf.
"It's time to test out your asshole girl," Candy said as she waved the big brown dong over Lucy. It was at least a foot long, from the tip to the big silicone nuts, and about as wide as Candy's wrist. There wasn't much warm up, Lucy didn't need it, Candy dropped the cock down into her freshly washed and lubed ass. She began fucking in and out. Lucy could take about 6 inches comfortably and they both knew she would take the whole thing with encouragement.
So Lucy squirmed and Candy fucked, one trying to find the right angle for reception while the other attempted to straighten out her colon with a big flexible cock. It wasn't long before Candy was bouncing almost all the dildo in and out of Lucy's petite body.
Meanwhile Lucy's pussy was growing like a cupcake in the oven, with a little cherry of blood on top. Candy added a few more pumps as Lucy swelled up. Lucy watched the blood trickle down her big slit and over her clit. She was well used to the sensation of getting pumped by now and assisted the process by pushing slightly and watching her vagina prolapse a little between her inner lips. Lucy's inner labia were a marvel under the pump. Her outer lips certainly grew, enlarging the font size of the tattoo on each one, but the tender flesh flaps between them ballooned by comparison. As Lucy relaxed outwards, her inner lips extended to partially obscure the names of her original captors.
Only last week they had stepped up the pussy pump cup size and she'd managed to fill it. So it was only a matter of waiting for her entire cunt to gradually engorge.
