The Gassy Warden Ch 04

I tugged on Tina's leash as she reluctantly followed me through the dimly lit prison hallways. I made a show of stomping aggressively, hoping to instill a fear of my wrath in her pathetic little head. I had no use for disobedient prisoners, slaves, or guards here. Tina needed to know that her hesitation to clean my ass earlier had consequences. Severe ones.

We approached the door to my room. Two guards, both tall and muscular women, nodded as they unlocked the door for me. I ignored them and yanked on Tina's leash, dragging her inside. Once she was squarely in my room, I turned back to the guards.

"Lock the door and turn anyone who arrives away," I commanded. "I need a full night with this one to teach her how to behave."

One guard smirked, and they both nodded. Tina whimpered on the floor behind me as the door slammed shut. The lock clicked as I turned back to Tina. I looked down at her, glowering, as she quickly adopted a penitent pose.

"I'm so sorry, Warden," she fawned. "I, I was just taken by surprise. I know I must obey unconditionally..."

I rolled my eyes and stepped past Tina. Groveling like this did not work on me. I surveyed my room as two servants approached, both with heavy metal collars around their necks. These serving girls were both short, stout women. They resided permanently in a small cage beneath my bed and tended to my every need. I had hand-picked them from the guard population, as they were both extremely servile and trustworthy. If they had names before this, I had long forgotten them.

The first serving girl handed me a glass of water, which I quickly gulped down. I dropped the plastic cup on the floor, and the servant quickly scrambled to pick it up, her smooth-shaven head glistening in the dim light as she did so. The other servant quickly dropped to her hands and knees, creating a bench for me. Without hesitation, I sat down. I could feel her tremble beneath my weight as I smiled. I did so enjoy using these two.

"Servants," I spoke, clearing my throat in the process. "Do you know what this guard did? She outright refused to clean my dirty ass after I used one of my latrines."

The two servants made a show of gasping in surprise.

"Now, I know both of you would be honored to serve in that way, as you often do," I continued.

The first servant nodded vigorously in front of me, and I could feel the trembling one currently acting as my seat do the same. Tina continued to tremble.

"Fetch my riding crop, the big one," I ordered. "Now!"

The free servant scrambled across the floor to a rack of instruments on the wall. She grabbed the large leather crop between her teeth and quickly scurried back to me. I yanked it from her mouth and took a moment to admire it. It was nearly 5 feet long, and the handle was made of sturdy oak. The business end was of course leather, and it made a satisfying noise as I swished it through the air.

"My ass could use some cleaning," I continued. "Take care of it while I deal with insolent little Tina here."

The free servant nodded and quickly crawled behind me. I leaned forward and slid back a bit, exposing my ass. The servant wasted no time. She rose on her knees and parted my heavy cheeks with her nose and began to hungrily lap at my asshole. I let out a soft moan as the wonderful sounds of moist licking filled my quiet bedroom.

"See how quickly she obeyed?" I asked, directing my attention back to Tina. "She didn't hesitate, or check the state of my ass. She simply dove in and begin to clean and serve like a good slave."

Tina nodded, her eyes welling up as she realized just how much trouble she was in. I let out a louder moan as the servant girl's tongue slid up my asshole. Her warm wet mouth was just so soothing.

"Now Tina, you're going to learn how to obey tonight, do you understand?" I asked.

Tina nodded. "Yes Warden, I understand."

"Good," I replied. "Now remove your clothing and bend over in front of me."

Tina trembled, but she did not hesitate. In seconds her guard's uniform was in a pile on the floor. She turned around and revealed her pale milky cheeks, a perfect canvas for my crop. I wasted no time in administering Tina's punishment. The crop wooshed through the still air of my bedroom momentarily before making contact with Tina's soft, supple ass cheek. The loud 'crack' echoed through the room, drowning out the sloppy sounds of my ass licker's eager service.

Tina bit her lip, hoping to avoid crying out. Likely a futile act, but I admired her tenacity. I began to alternate blows on her cheeks, painting them bright red with my wonderful leather crop. I staggered each swing, leaving the poor creature wondering exactly when I'd strike next. Each impact left her cheeks progressively more raw, and I could feel her starting to tremble.

Around the fortieth hit or so, Tina finally broke. After a particularly hard hit to her right cheek, she cried out.

"I'm so sorry Warden!" she exclaimed. "Please, forgive me! I won't disobey ever again!"

I laughed and ignored her. With each hit her sobbing and crying out grew more intense. Before long tears began to puddle beneath her on the floor, dripping from her cheeks more intensely with each swing of my crop. Tina would remember this night for the rest of her life in this prison.

Before long, Tina had collapsed to the floor in a shivering pile of sweat and tears. My body glistened similarly with sweat from the effort of so thoroughly punishing her. Without a word, I rose to my feet. Behind me, my ass-licker scrambled to get behind me and continue to serve, leaving only a moment of silence before her eager lapping at my ass continued.

"Do you understand your place now, Tina?" I asked as I towered over her.

Tina took a deep breath before rolling over to look at me. "Yes...Warden," she gasped. "Please, just please stop, I can't take any more of this."

I rolled my eyes. "Oh you foolish thing, you thought that was the punishment?" I asked as Tina's eyes widened in terror. "That was just the warm-up."

I swatted the attendant worshipping my fat ass away. "Fetch my cock, and be quick about it."

The attendant quickly withdrew from my ass, her smooth thin face damp with saliva and ass sweat. She scurried across the cold floor to a wooden chest in the corner of the room and began to rummage through it.

"Hurry up or you'll be joining Tina in her punishment!" I roared. "I don't have time for this nonsense!"

The slave let out a terrified whimper and began to sift more quickly. A few moments later, she had found the toy and was nearly bounding back to me on her hands and knees. The slave presented the cock to me while looking up at me with pathetic begging eyes. She knew better than to speak, but could still easily communicate this way.

I grabbed the 7-inch strap-on and harness from her and began to put it on.

"Begging won't work on me," I continued. "You know the price of disappointing me."

The poor thing nodded, resigned to its fate.

"We'll deal with that in a bit. For now, bend Tina over and spread her cheeks."

The slave quickly crawled over to Tina and rolled her over silently. Tina complied as well, rising to her hands and knees while the slave parted her chubby ass. Like all of my wardens, she was required to be cleanly shaven and appeared to be compliant with that requirement. Without a word, I began to press my strap-on against her tight hole.

"W-wait," Tina cried out. "I haven't even been lubed up yet!"

I scowled. "Do you lube up the prisoners when punishing or breaking them?" I asked.

Tina gulped. "N-no, but..."

Her pathetic excuses were quickly interrupted by a cry of pain as I ruthlessly forced the dry cock into her asshole. This was never an easy task, and I kept an extra-stiff glass strap-on for just this purpose. Silicone ones had a habit of deflecting and bending, but glass took no prisoners.

"P-please," Tina begged. "I'm so sorry, I just..."

"Gag her," I ordered.

The slave I had been using as a bench quickly returned with a ring gag, which she strapped around Tina's head and into her mouth. I always had a preference for the ring style, as it still let me hear moans and cries but didn't actually let the subject speak.

With Tina properly silenced, I began to thrust. The slave not holding her cheeks apart quickly crawled over to me and lifted up my massive belly before resting it on Tina. My slaves weren't perfect, but they were excellent at anticipating my needs. It was always much easier to penetrate deeply without my stomach in the way, and Tina was definitely in need of a deep, painful pounding.

I let out a grunt as I forced the glass dildo as deep as it would go into Tina's rear end. Drool pooled on the floor beneath her as she groaned in protest. I felt my clit stiffen as she suffered. These punishments always started with me feeling angry, but they were also just so incredibly hot.

I pulled my strap-on cock all the way out of Tina's tight little asshole and paused a moment before stuffing it right back in. She groaned as I ruthlessly stretched her anus. A bead of sweat made its way down my stomach and onto Tina's back as I began to intensify the act of fucking her. With each thrust I made sure to pull all the way out to maximize her suffering.

Before too long though, Tina's asshole began to take my cock more easily. She gasped and panted as I started to rhythmically pound her into the floor. Each thrust was harder, faster, and deeper than the last. The two slaves stared up at me in awe and fear as I grinned with each powerful thrust. Sweat was dripping from my hair and down my cheeks, sliding all over my massive form as I broke whatever remained of Tina's spirit.

I could feel Tina begin to go limp and just accept her fate. Her back was dripping with my sweat, and her head was now resting in a pool of her drool and tears. The cavernous room echoed with the sloppy sounds of my fat thighs slapping Tina's chubby ass alongside her occasional whimpers. Still, each thrust grew harder and faster. I wanted Tina to remember this humiliating moment for the rest of her life.

After another ten minutes or so, I was reaching my limit. Fortunately, so was Tina. One of the servants signaled to me that Tina's eyes were beginning to roll back, a sign that she was just about done. After one more powerful thrust, I yanked my cock out of her throbbing asshole. I could feel the sweat on my thighs mixing with my wet pussy juices as I waddled over to Tina.

She truly was a mess. Her hair was drenched, and her face was covered in drool and sweat. Tina's labored breathing grew momentarily sharp as I reached down and grabbed her by her hair and pulled her face up to my cock.

"It's time for you to clean up your mess," I commanded. "I don't like when my favorite cock is covered in slave ass."

Tina's eyes widened as she attempted to murmur out through the ring gag. "Sh..shlave?" she managed to ask.

I nodded. "That's right. I've decided to demote you," I continued. "You're now my personal bathroom slave."

Tina tried to reply, but I interrupted her by shoving the glass cock down her throat. I grabbed her by the ears and began to mercilessly pound her face. It felt so wonderful to feel her tiny head smush against my massive stomach with each thrust. Her gags were practically a symphony, and only made me hornier.

Webs of sweat and drool dripped from Tina's slave mouth as I forced her to clean my glass dildo. I could barely see her beneath my stomach, but that hardly mattered. It just felt so good to use her like this, and I couldn't bear to return her to her post as a guard. Something about her just screamed 'slave' to me, and I had decided to make that so.

Before Tina could pass out, I finally stopped tormenting her. I snapped my fingers and the more obedient of the two slaves nodded. She grabbed Tina and affixed a collar around her neck before dragging her off to my private bathroom. Tina would be chained to the wall there, forced to serve me and my whims indefinitely. I'd need to use her in the morning for sure, as that's usually when I made my first movement.

However, I still had the problem of the disobedient slave who failed to fetch my dildo in time. I turned to her and looked down at her with scorn and disdain.

"What, oh what am I going to do with you?" I asked to no-one in particular. My personal attendant slaves were forbidden from talking.

I made a show of thinking while she quivered beneath me. After a few minutes, I snapped my fingers.

"Of course! It is about bedtime after all," I exclaimed.

I grabbed the slave by her hair and dragged her up to my ornate king-sized bed. I effortlessly tossed her small frame onto it before rummaging through the nearby nightstand. Before long I had found the implement of punishment that was absolutely perfect for this situation, a head harness.

I slipped the harness around my waist and then got into bed, sliding underneath the covers. The poor slave knew exactly what this harness was for. She slithered up to me and slid her head into the back. I tightened the straps, locking her face beneath my glorious fat cheeks. I then rolled onto my back, locking the slave into position beneath me as I sat up in bed and rang a nearby bell.

My other slave quickly scurried in with my dinner. It smelled wonderful, an array of beans, meats, broccoli, and various sauces prepared by my personal chef. I began to stuff my face as my stomach started to gurgle. The poor thing beneath me was in for one hell of a night, and Tina's morning wasn't going to be any better.