The endurance was tested again a mere eight hours after Chase had turned off the lights. With the flick of a switch light flooded the space. The slaves cried out at the intrusion, but recovered quickly, moving to kneel in their cells.
"I hope you got your rest. We are improving endurance once again. Princess, Whore, and Pointless, kneel down. Precious, Cocksucker and Boy Display. Worthless, Useless and Wishful, Present."
With yawns around the slaves clamoured to their position and held them. He wanted Precious or Boy to fail, but had to give the chance to undergo punishment to all slaves so Cocksucker was lumped into the group. The male slave had been doing what was asked, but had been relatively quiet and unassuming for awhile.
Chase returned to his room and workbench, taking apart the radio that failed it's field test. The signal just wasn't strong enough. He tinkered with the components, looking over his options while the slaves were on full view with his television screens.
Hours went by, lunch brought to only the Master and Elliot dismissed. He saw Cocksucker wavering, but so was Boy. Only Precious was still standing strong with her arms out at shoulder length.
Two hours later, just over five hours into the endurance test, Boy surrendered and put his arms down. Knowing that he failed, he sank to his knees and lowered his head.
"Slaves, released. There is thirty minutes for showers. Boy, to the stairs. I will show you what happens when you fail me."
The slaves moved to where they were assigned, Boy's cock already hard at the thought of either punishment or humiliation. Chase kicked him as he moved next to the slave. Boy moaned at the attention. A collar was shown to Boy, who offered his neck only to be smacked to the ground.
Chase moved to put his foot on Boy's stomach to hold him down. Quick work wrapped Boy's cock and balls, pulling them tight in the choker leash. Spikes dug into his privates as Chase allowed him to get back to his feet, but his erection never wavered.
Before he took him further upstairs, Boy was fitted with a tight cock ring to keep the erection he was so proud of, and a severe cock cage that dug points into the hardened cock. The slave would be in constant pain.
Moving into the club had Boy panting in excitement at the other slaves, and the looks he received from the other Masters. Chase tugged his leash and pointed down. Boy got to all fours, looking up at his Master to make sure that was what he wanted. Chase pulled a hood over the slave's head, leaving his mouth free, but wide open due to a gag in the mask. Boy's cock twitched, sending pain through him and making him moan.
Hood tight, it deprived the slave of sight and sound. A leash, Boy felt, was hooked to his harsh cock cage and he was led on all fours across the room. Boy moved where directed willingly, reveling in the sensations his Master was giving him.
Once the leash paused, Chase touched the slave's ass, telling him to sit, although he couldn't hear. For long moments he remained, nothing around him to give him sensations before trying to fidget only to receive a cane across his ass. Letting out a squeal he couldn't hear he moved back to position.
Time seemed to stretch on, Boy losing all sense of how long it had been since he was unable to use references. He struggled within himself to remain still, the worst punishment that his Master could give him. In the middle of a crowded club, helpless to oppose...he was allowed to do nothing.
His head was grabbed by a strap on top of the hood and a cock was shoved into his open mouth. Unable to close his lips or teeth, Boy started working on the member with the only thing he had left, his tongue. Lapping and ecstatic for some input, the slave worked doubly hard to gain approval.
Moments later liquid shot into his throat that he made sure to not spill a drop. His cock that was kept hard due to the cock ring, started aching again knowing he had received some feedback. He cast about for something else once the unknown cock was gone.
And then came another long wait of nothing. And Boy sat, anxious for this next command. And none came for nearly twenty minutes. His lead was tugged pulling him forward and he took two steps forward before pain erupted on his back.
Blows came down from different directions. A paddle on his arms, a cane across his ass, a crop on his back and a strap up and down his legs. None of them hit at once, they threw him back and forth by each blow. His cock raged against the spikes and only moans came out of his mouth. The blows slowed before stopping altogther. Then there was the paddle on his arms, going all over his body in rapid succession and ending with three swats that made him pitch forward with a moan. Next the strap followed the path of the paddle with three hard on his ass, and then one on the bottom of each foot.
He shivered, knowing what was coming next, and soon enough the strap followed the path of both the paddle and crop before it. His skin was inflamed, and he wasn't close to being done. The strap put the three on his ass, one on the bottom of each foot, and then an up swing hitting his chest. Boy moaned knowing the cane was next and he was begging it would give him enough pain that he would think he was feeling something.
The cane had no warm up, and many more strikes in each place the implements had traveled ending with his ass, his feet, an up-swing on his chest, and a pause. He moaned as he waited to see where the last blow would land. Finally the cane came on the back of his legs, catching his balls in the middle.
Boy screamed in both pleasure and pain as his body wanted to turn the pain into a climax, but the cock ring prohibited it. Tears ran down his face as his body was only allowed to process the pain. He wasn't given long to feel it as a cock was shoved both in his mouth and ass at the same moment.
Ten hours later there was not a space on Boy that was free of some sort of colour, save for his cock straining against the spikes in the cock cage that did not deter his erection.
And then he was alone. For two hours he sat, waiting. Desperate to be given his word or some sort of interaction.
