Peter Hansen

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Well, there is a new world awaiting on the outside. The L-club has new experiences for her… ;-)

(At some point - this got to come to an end. There will be no more in this series.) Janet’s Release Janet had been in prison for close to 5 ½ months and was looking at a release within the foreseeable future. She had seen significant development over the course of her prison time, as she was these days wearing dilation plugs with a diameter of 15 cm. x 22 cm. length in her asshole on a daily basis. The plugs had a tapered end, so her sphincter was dilated around 12 cm., but the body of the plug was 15 cm. applying a nice constant pressure to her inner body. Janet had to wear the plugs unfortunately, as her sphincter no longer closed up as a normal person’s would. She thus wore them not only because it felt good and because she was used to it and craved the feeling, but simply out of necessity. Also, it should not be forgotten that she was made to keep her asshole at a certain capacity by her in-prison Mistress, Mistress Anne. “How are we feeling this morning?” Mistress Anne said and tapped, perhaps a bit stronger than needed, Janet’s plug between her buttocks with her right hand. “Thank you, Mistress. I’m feeling good,” Janet answered with a smile. “You are aware that you need to wear a plug 24/7 also when on the outside, right?” “Yes - I know Mistress. Also, I will always carry a backup plug in my purse when I’m out and about as you have instructed me,” she responded with a smile. “That’s good to hear,” Mistress Anne said. “I would also like to inform you that I have made some arrangements for you to meet up with a friend of mine when you get out. My friend Olivia runs a club downtown, a club where I believe your skills will come to good use.” “Oh..?” Janet responded. “What type of club is that…?” “Well - you need to make a living somehow and given your impressive skill set, this is the right place for you to work,” Mistress Anne answered with a reassuring look nodding her head. 14 days later Janet was to be released the following morning. Due to the upcoming release, the women in the cell block had arranged a little farewell party for Janet. “Janet - as you are going away tomorrow, we have invited some ‘guests’ to come pay their respect tonight,” Mistress Lin said looking at Janet. Janet only too well knew what ‘pay their respect’ meant when it came from Mistress Lin. Mistress Lin had specialised in toilet play and in the education of lesbian toilet slaves, so it was obvious to Janet what she would be spending her evening doing. At 19 hours, a group of 6 women arrived at the cell each carrying a large bottle in their hands. “We arrive filled up, ready and looking forward to ‘sprinkle’ you with love, my dear!” they said in unison in a bubbly tone. Janet acknowledged their arrival, knowing full well that she would soon be on her back underneath the toilet seat receiving the ‘love’ of all 6 women. Janet said: “Thank you for coming to my farewell party. It will be my pleasure to accept your gifts.” Janet went on her back with her head positioned right under the toilet seat looking directly at the ceiling of the cell. As she felt the first warm stream of piss fill her mouth, she opened her throat and let the warm liquid enter her stomach. She had developed a way of letting piss run directly into her body without having to swallow. It was a skill she had perfectioned whilst in prison. As one of the women sat down, she said, “I have a little more to offer you, slut.” She moved a bit forward and Janet was looking directly into the anus of the woman placed 6 cm. above her face. As expected, she watched the woman’s anus pulse and slowly started to open. Janet was no novice to this and just opened her mouth to receive the shit being presented. As she felt the gift hit her tongue, she made room for it in her mouth. It was not an unusual taste to Janet as she had done this numerous times before. She started to swallow the shit now in her mouth and managed to gulp it down fairly quickly. The aftertaste was significant and present, so she looked forward to receiving the piss of the next 2 women that were to use her, to clear the brown taste she had all over her mouth right now. As all 6 women were done using Janet, she was allowed to get out from under the toilet seat and the women left the cell waving goodbye to Janet. “How about that? Was that not a nice farewell gift?” Mistress Lin said with a smile looking at Janet. “Yes - sure!” Janet answered, not really being true to her actual feelings. She would obviously have preferred to receive something more ‘normal’ than being a toilet slave again. “I’m happy you liked your party,” Mistress Anne added looking at the two women. “Tomorrow early morning, you will give both Mistress Lin and myself a deep and thorough rimming before you depart. And then I hope not to see you again on the inside!” Janet nodded and gave both women a thankful look. Release Morning The following morning, Janet was picked up by a guard at 08:00. Janet had just finished her duty as ‘morning cleaner’ and her tongue was feeling a bit worn out after having rimmed both Mistresses for an extended period of time. “I see you are ready to go?” the guard said. “Come on - let’s move.” Janet waved goodbye to Mistress Lin, Mistress Anne and her fellow slavegirl Angelica. The guard took Janet to the exit room where she was provided with her own old clothes she had arrived in when coming to the prison. It was a strange feeling to be wearing a pair of jeans and a blouse all of a sudden. It had been 6 months since she had worn ‘normal’ clothes. As Janet pulled up her jeans, she felt the plug being pushed further into her as the jeans had a closer fit than that of the prison suit. “Oh - that’s going to be a ‘full’ day today,” she thought to herself as she anticipated being reminded of her butt plug the entire day. As Janet passed the gate of the prison, she was walking into a ray of sunshine and all of a sudden she felt insecure, as she no longer had the confined feeling surrounding her that she was used to. Everything around her was now free and open. It was quite a strange feeling she had not experienced for a long time. Janet found the bus stop in front of the prison and waited for the bus to arrive. She had been provided a temporary apartment arrangement by the state and knew she was expected to abide by the instructions to stay out of future trouble. The apartment was part of the ‘get-back-to-society’ act instituted by the state. As the bus arrived, Janet entered the bus and presented the bus ticket she had been given by the prison the same morning. She went to a vacant seat and placed her body on the seat. Sitting down on the base of her anal plug only made Janet very aware of it. “Oh - how nice to feel the caress of my retention plug,” she thought to herself with a smile on her face. As the bus drove downtown, Janet got off the bus close to where she was to live. She took her bag and slung it across her shoulder. She walked to the building where her apartment was found and opened the envelope with the keys she had been given by the guard when she left the prison. Inside the envelope, she found the keys, but also a handwritten note. The note was signed: “Mistress Anne”. Janet felt a surge of fear mixed with anticipation as she saw the name. She stopped, looked around and slowly opened the note. She closed it again. “No, I’ll read it when I get into the apartment in private,” she thought to herself, not sure if she could bear to read it out here on the street. She feared what would be found in that note. Janet put the key to the hole and unlocked the front door. She pushed open the door and looked into a small two room apartment. There was a living room with a table and 2 chairs. There was a kitchen and there was a bathroom. All fairly normal and as expected. Janet sat at the table after having thrown her bag at the floor, she felt the butt plug move into her, as she sat down on the seat of the chair. She opened the note she had seen in the envelope. “Janet, You are now out of prison. But, that does not mean I’m done with you. I still have acquaintances on the outside that know where you live and who have the capacity to help me keep you in line, my little star-slut. To not forget ‘who you are’, you will follow my instructions in this note to the letter. Mornings: Every morning, you will prepare a smoothie as you did whilst following the training of Mistress Lin. It consists of fruit of choice blended with milk and a piece of own morning shit. All blended together into a nice ‘chocolate’ smoothie. If you somehow do not like milk, you are welcome to replace that with your own warm piss, of course. To ensure you follow my instructions, you will take a picture of the smoothie every morning. Remember, cameras these days stamp a picture with date and time, so I’ll know if you are trying to reuse a picture of yesterday. The picture you will present to Olivia when you arrive at her club. After breakfast: You will of course always be plugged. We already established that that is needed for you as your sphincter no longer closes. We don’t want you to have accidents during the day. You will wear your 15 cm. retention plug under your tight jeans. Every day. During day: To ensure nothing happens, you will always carry another 15 cm. diameter backup dildo in your purse wherever you go. We don’t want you to lose your gains. When you need to use the toilet, you remove your plug, hold it in your hand and do your business. Once done - you lube it up again and re-insert the plug into your waiting asshole. If you are feeling very adventurous, you prepare and lube it up using your tongue. Lastly: To keep you hydrated during the day, you will carry a large 1L. water bottle in your bag. You are welcome to guess what will be found in that bottle (don’t disappoint me!) Looking forward to hearing from your new boss, Olivia, how you are progressing… /Mistress Anne Janet looked at the note. She felt a strange sense of comforting calm as it was from a person with whom she had had intimate affection and contact during the recent 5 months. She was taken a bit by surprise that she developed those feelings just from reading the note. Perhaps her state of mind and self-understanding actually changed during her prison stay? Time was now 1 PM and Janet needed to prepare for her initial approval meeting at The L-Club. The L-Club was Olivia’s club downtown. Janet pretty easily guessed why it was called ‘The L-Club’. Janet herself was a lesbian woman and as such had no problems surrounding herself with other dedicated women with the same sexual preference as her own. Janet was asked to arrive at the club at 6 PM, to get some ‘feel’ of the facilities before they opened the doors at 7 PM.

Bike Race Aftermath - Ceremony, P2 Janet lowered herself past the 9 cm. dilation point. She had had larger things in her ass before, but all too well knew that moving too far too early would spell punishment to her. She managed to move the slider 1 cm. further down the metallic cone. “Is that all you can manage…?” Mistress Anne asked rhetorically. “Yes - I’m afraid so,” Janet answered, both of them knowing full well that she was lying. “Hmm - I know for a fact that that is not entirely true, slut! I’m not taking lightly to being lied to, you know.” Janet knew she was walking a fine line now between not being entirely truthful and preserving her own sphincter in an intact state. “You have moved the slider a measly 1 cm. further down the cone? That translates to 12 cm. in dilation diameter,” Mistress Anne said. “You know there is only one way forward now…?” Janet nodded. “Yes - I know. That’s what I’m trying to manage.” “Well - we are closing in on the 20 min. mark now, and we need to move on in our little ceremony.” Mistress Anne said. “How far did we go this time, Janet?” Janet stood up and got off the cone. She turned around and looked at the progress slider and the corresponding diameter reading. To her own surprise, she seemingly had moved the slider further down making the readings a bit different. “I’m at 14 cm. diameter and 11 cm depth, Mistress,” Janet responded. “Angelica - as Janet has stopped her current dilation at 14 cm. It seems to be your turn to gain focus again. I hope your ass is feeling better, as you have had 20 min. to recover?” she asked. Angela did not respond, but merely stood up from the chair visibly aching whilst doing so. “I cannot continue this punishment, Mistress Anne! I know I lost the bike race, but please stop this madness. You can punish me by humiliation, but I’m in pain everywhere and I cannot continue,” Angelia pleaded with Mistress Anne. “Nonsense! Of-course you can continue. Remember, you are choosing the punishments yourself. I’m not even involved. It is all your own doing,” Mistress Anne responded. Angela could not muster the energy to keep bargaining with her Mistress and moved to the spinning wheel again. She gave it a tug to start spinning. The wheel slowed down and stopped at: <i>nipple clamping</i> “Oh - that’s a nice and easy effort for you,” Mistress Anne said. Angelica did not disagree with that as compared to being caned, it seemed a lenient punishment to her. “So, let’s see how long you will have to endure this pleasure?” Angelica spun the wheel again and watched it slow down. It ended at <i>10.</i> “I see - you have chosen to have your erect nipples clamped for 10 minutes. That’s an easy punishment, wouldn’t you agree?” she asked, looking at Angelica. Angelica, being grateful of the punishment she had won, nodded and said: “Yes, Mistress - I agree, this I can tolerate.” Little did Angelica know about the nipple clamps Mistress Anne had prepared for the ceremony. The clamps she had prepared were obviously made out of steel, but in addition they had teeth along the ridges of the clamps making them ‘bite’ into the flesh. It was therefore not just the ‘clamping’ experience Angelica would feel, but also a pain inducing biting to her poor nipples. “Janet - come perform your duties,” Mistress Anne said directed at Janet. Janet walked towards the closet where the ‘tools’ were located. She took the nipple clamps out which had a surprisingly heavy chain between them. A 1.5 kg. heavy chain that would weigh down on the clamps pulling them downwards. As Angelica saw the clamps to be attached to her nipples, she swallowed noticeably. “They look nice, wouldn’t you say, slut?” Mistress Anne asked, looking at Angelica. Janet grabbed Angelica's left nipple and rolled it between her fingers to make it stand out. The nipple hardened and stood out. “Are you ready?” she asked Angelica, being thankful it was not herself that was to have her nipples clamped. Angelica nodded knowing that it was only a matter of time before she would feel the pain anyway. Janet grabbed the nipple, opened the metal clamp with her right hand and moved the jaws towards Angelica’s nipple. Janet slowly let go of the clamp watching it bite into the tender flesh of Angelica’s left nipple. Angelica noticeably moved her upper body as she felt the biting sensation in her left nipple. Her eyes started to water and tears started running from the corners of her eyes. This was a tad more painful than she had imagined. Janet on purpose kept the chain in her hands thus making Angelica unaware of the upcoming effect of the weight of the heavy chain. Next she grabbed Angelica’s right nipple and rolled it between her fingers to motivate it. Due to the pain Angelica was feeling already, her right nipple already was standing at attention so little motivation was needed. “Ready…?” Janet looked at Angelica. Angelica nodded looking directly into Janet’s eyes. Janet placed the right clamp on Angelica’s nipple and allowed her to feel the bite in her nipple as she let go of the clamp. Angelica uttered a moan as both nipples were now feeling the full bite of the clamp jaws. “Feeling good, slut?” Mistress Anne asked. Angelica nodded. “Okay - drop the chain, Janet!” Mistress Anne instructed. Angelica’s eyes widened and her face gave a panicky expression as her brain quickly registered what was about to happen now. Janet looked directly at Angelica, and let go of the 1.5 kg chain she had been holding in her hands connecting the two steel nipple clamps. Angelica immediately felt as if her nipples were being torn off her body as the full weight of the chain became apparent to her (or her nipples to be exact). She felt the heavy pull of 1.5 kg. dangling from her body only supported by saw-teeth steel clips biting into her tender nipple flesh. This was far different from what she had envisioned. “Slut, I will now start a timer and you get 10 min. with your ‘crocodile-friends’ caressing your sore nipples.” Mistress Anne informed Angelica with an evil grin on her face. Angelica could not think. All of her attention was focused on her nipples and she literally feared they would come off her body as she felt the chain swinging in front of her. “10 minutes of this…!” she thought to herself. How should she survive this? Janet stood back and watched Angelica wincing in pain. “I’m so happy, I won that competition today,” she thought to herself. “As long as I keep pushing that insertion slider on the cone downwards, I’m off the hook and will not be forced to spin the wheel.” She sadly also knew what that implied. She was currently at 14 cm. dilation, and to keep increasing that was a painful experience in itself. At some point she would meet her physical capacity and that was surely before 20 cm. dilation, she thought to herself. “8 min., Angelica,” Mistress Anne informed the obviously pain ridden woman standing in the centre of the cell. Angelica looked at Mistress Anne. The pain in her nipples had subsided a bit since they started the ordeal, but still she felt her nipples being bitten into. She also knew that when the clips were taken off and the blood would rush back to her nipples, she would experience another jolt of pain. That was in 2 minutes! Janet curiously listened to the conversation between the two, only knowing too well what she herself would be forced to do in 2-3 minutes from now. She would have to take a ‘seat’ on her expander cone. Or her ‘trophy’ as Mistress Anne so gracefully had called it. “Okay - we are done with this pleasurable experience. Janet - help Angelica take off the clamps,” she instructed Janet. Janet moved towards Angelica and looked her directly into the eyes. Angelica looked back at Janet and they both knew whose eyes would tear up when Janet released the strong clamps. Janet placed both of her hands on Angelica’s breasts and grabbed the clamps between her forefinger and thumb. “Ready…?” she asked. Angelica nodded only knowing full well how painful this was going to be. Janet pressed down on both clamps simultaneously and they both were released from Angelica’s compressed nipples. Angelica felt an intense pain in her nipples as a result of this action and her eyes started watering intensively. This was almost as painful as when Janet let go of the heavy chain 10 minutes prior to this. Angelica yelled out as a result of this painful ordeal. “Oh - I see you liked the last part!” Mistress Anne said jokingly. “It’s a good thing that we are far from over with this ceremony. This is what you win when you lose the race, you little rat,” she said looking at Angelica. “Now I’ll give you 15 minutes to care for your flat nipples and see if you can bring life back to them. I would hate for you to be walking around with flattened nipples for the rest of the week.”’ “Janet - you have a task ahead of you, I think. Where were you? Was it 14 cm already?” she looked at Janet. Janet nodded and walked over to the cone seat she knew well by now. She started sinking herself onto the cone. She felt the familiar touch of the cone tip to her anus and felt it slide into her as she slowly allowed herself to move downwards towards the seat. “Where is the progression slider?” she started panicking. She did not feel it. Did Mistress Anne move it further down while Janet was busy with Angelica’s breasts? “What’s wrong?” Mistress Janet asked. “Not feeling well…?” “I’m just not feeling the slider anywhere?” Janet said with a bit of concern to her voice. “I did not move it. Your ass is not closing up, I hope?” she said to Janet. “You have to move the slider, which is at 14 cm. dilation, further down. Otherwise, you know the consequence.” Janet concentrated and attempted to relax her muscles. Perhaps the anticipation of where this would end made her tense up and not allow a dilation as she was supposed to. She started applying pressure to the cone to force it into herself to find that infamous slider she was supposed to move down with her stretched anus. “I see you are close now,” she heard Mistress Anne say who was standing behind her enjoying the spectacle. Janet started letting her full weight be supported by the cone. She felt the slider with her anus now and knew that that was just the start. She needed to move it further down. Janet sat back on the cone and lifted her left leg from the floor. She was now sitting on the cone supported only by her sphincter and her right foot. “Are we progressing?” Mistress Anne asked. “I’m trying!” Janet answered with desperation. “I’m currently sitting on the cone with almost my full weight!” “That’s good, your little A-star slut! Perhaps, you should try lifting both feet and sit back on your trophy to really enjoy it?” Mistress Anne responded. Janet lifted her right leg from the floor and was now literally sitting on the cone with her full weight of 62 kg. “I see the number 16 disappear,” Mistress Anne said looking at Janet’s efforts with the cone. Janet placed her feet on the floor again and stood up. She turned around and looked at the progress slider on the cone. It said 12 cm deep and a 16 cm diameter. “Well done, slut!” Mistress Anne said. “I wonder how you intend to move that forward in the next round?” Janet had the exact same concern...

(an updated version of the result of the anal bike race performed by Janet and Angelica) Bike Race Aftermath - Ceremony, Part 1 “Girls - we had a winner today,” Mistress Anne started by saying after they had been back in the cell for some hours. All 4 women were in the cell and Mistress Anne had even invited Lola to watch the ceremony. “Janet won the bike competition, but both endured a great ‘calibration’ of their assholes. Janet is really turning into a capable slut in our little harem,” she continued. “Janet will be allowed to be without dilation plugs tonight and will be left to recover.” Janet felt a great relief hearing this. She really was sore in her hole after the activities she had endured hours earlier that day. “The one ‘not winning’ also claims a prize in this game and Angelica, that’s you!” Mistress Anne said, and walked over to the wall in the cell. “Behind this veil, we have a spinning wheel that holds a number of punishments to be received by the one who lost the race. Angelica, you get to spin the wheel and you, Janet, get to administer the punishments to Angelica as she lost the race today.” Both girls directed their attention to the veil covered spinning wheel. Mistress Anne pulled away the veil and presented a spinning wheel like the ones you would see at a fun fair or tombola. It held 8 different fields each with their own punishment written on it. “As you know - I like my slave girls to be versatile. That means they will be able to serve with their holes (mouth and ass), but also to be able to receive punishment when that is due. A good pain tolerance is a thing that is built up over a period of time, and today Angelica gets to explore hers,” she finished. They all looked at the 8 fields found on the spinning wheel. The fields displayed 8 different activities: caning, whipping, face slapping, breast slapping, nipple clamping, hot wax on pussy lips, needles to nipples, spiked dildo. In addition, the 8 fields held a number indicating the amount of slaps or canings the unlucky victim would receive. The numbers were ranging from 5 - 40. “As you can see, this is the game. Angelica, you will spin the wheel twice, and Janet will administer the punishment you have chosen,” Mistress Anne said. “Hell - I might even assist myself, if she does not do it well enough,” Mistress Anne ended the instruction. None of the girls felt very happy about this whole arrangement. None of them in particular had an interest in pain per se, but at the same time accepted that a game is a game. And if you participate, you go all the way. Do you say ‘A’ - you also say ‘B’. “But, we must not forget the winner’s prize!” Mistress Anne surprisingly said with a happy expression on her face. She now had the full attention of both girls. “The winner’s prize is a metal trophy that takes the shape of a traffic cone. It has the feature that the trophy foot can be removed making the trophy an actual cone that can be inverted and placed on a chair or directly on the floor. I guess you already know where the narrow part goes? It starts small, but is very wide at the top,” Mistress Anne said triumphant. “You basically get to sit on an inverted cone trophy, my dear. Now nice am I?” Mistress Anne asked rhetorically and smiled at Janet. “Have you ever tried that before…?” she asked. “As I know for a fact that your pussy lips are still sewn together, I guess that leaves you with only one orifice?” she smiled at Janet. “I’m guessing the cone has a starting diameter of 7 cm. and ends with 20 cm. at the top, so you are in for an experience, Janet.” “The setup will be; every time Angelica turns the wheel and/or is in-between punishments, Janet also gets to rest her tired body. She will rest sitting on the inverted trophy and I expect her to be able to move the progress marker on the trophy as time progresses.” There was a marker found along the length of the cone indicating how far down Janet would go. “Janet - just a word of warning. If you fail to continuously move the progress bar on the cone during our session tonight, you too will be allowed to spin the wheel!” Mistress Anne said, looking sternly at Janet. “Holy fuck - did she not just tell me, I would be spared?” Janet thought to herself. “This is similar to the Resting Room benches in the A-Team training programme. Also there, I was allowed to rest on a conical dildo, although ’rest’ is a big word in this context,” Janet concluded. Angelica could not really decide whether she was the one having ‘won’ the best prize? Having to sit on a cone that ended in a 20 cm. diameter, did indeed sound very painful! “Okay - let’s start. Angelica, spin the wheel!” Mistress Anne said, looking at Angela. “Janet, in the meantime, you can lube up your trophy to prepare your seat,” she said and handed Janet a tube of gel. “I’ll allow you to use as much lube as you prefer during the whole evening.” Angelica moved to the spinning wheel, took a deep breath and gave the wheel a pull. The wheel started spinning… All 5 women looked with intense focus at the spinning wheel. Everyone was excited to learn of the resulting ‘perk’ Angelica was to receive. The wheel slowly stopped the rotations and the arrow ended up with: “hot wax on pussy lips.” “No!” Angelica shouted in her head. “This, I cannot stand!” “Okay - one more spin of the wheel to learn the number of drops,” Mistress Anne said. Angelica again spun the wheel, and all 5 women looked at the wheel to see how many drops Angelica was to endure on her open pussy lips. The wheel slowed down and stopped at: 20. “Angelica - you have yourself asked to receive 20 drops of hot candle wax onto your spread pussy lips. You will hold your pussy lips open as you receive the drops, and if you move and/or close them during the process, we reset the counter and start again,” Mistress Anne instructed Angelica. “It will give you a nice feel of what it means to have a fiery pussy”, Mistress Anne continued. Angelica looked in horror at the prospect of what was about to happen to her. “Angelica - go lay on your back on the table there. You will spread your legs and pull your ankles towards your head. To give you a fair chance, and not have you move because the hot wax hits your fingers, I’ll provide you with 2 clothes pins to be attached to your outer labia. You will grab these clothes pins and pull apart your pussy lips to display your hole and your inner pussy lips for the wax to hit,” Mistress Anne instructed Angelica. “And again - if you move, given those advantages I just presented, we start the count again!” “Lola - you will assist Angelica by standing behind her head, and hold her ankles open.” “Janet, you grab the candle and the matches over there,” Mistress Anne said pointing to a large candle like the ones you find in a church, being able to hold a flame for hours. Janet, having finished greased up the cone trophy already for herself with plenty of lube, walked towards the table in the cell where the candle was placed and took the matches. She lid the candle to allow it to form a sizable puddle of hot wax. Angelica was lying on the table with her pussy lips spread waiting for the hot wax to be dripped onto them. She did not look forward to the experience and feared it would be unbearable for her. Janet took the candle and balanced it over between Angelica's spread legs. It required some concentration to not spill the hot wax as she walked. “So - are you ready for 20 drops of hot wax onto your tender inner pussy lips?” Janet asked, looking at Angelica. Angelica did not answer, but just looked with horror at the candle that Janet was holding above her pussy. Janet started tilting the candle to make wax drop onto Angelica’s pussy. As the first drop of wax fell and hit Angelica’s tender flesh, she jumped and screamed out in pain. “So, so - that was just a teaser,” Mistress Anne said to Angelica, enjoying her obvious state of pain. “The next drop will start the count and you have 20 drops to look forward to, so you will have plenty of opportunity to really enjoy it,” she informed Angelica. Angelica did not answer. She was in so much pain between her legs, that she did not really focus on what Mistress Anne said to her. She attempted to hold her pussy open and not move, as she knew that doing that would only extend the pain and the amount of wax poured into her pussy. As Janet tilted the candle again, the next drop hit Angelica. She felt the intense pain of warm wax hitting her inner pussy lips and was a short second in doubt if she would pass out from the pain. It was intense. Janet tilted again the candle and let the next drop hit Angelica, this time on the outer lips. This was not as painful as being hit on the inner lips, but still it was extremely unpleasant. Angelica focused her mind on staying still to prevent a potential reset of the count and as the drops kept coming and dripping onto her flesh, the pain actually subsided a bit as the drops hit areas already covered in wax. “That was 18 drops of hot wax,” Janet announced, unable to hide her surprise that Angelica had been able to withstand the pain. “Pull your pussy hole open, slut!” Mistress Anne instructed Angelica. “The next two drops will be an experience as they go into your pussy instead of being on the outside. Janet, aim at the open hole in her pussy!” Mistress Anne said. Janet made sure to pour the next 2-3 drops directly into Angelica’s open pussy hole. Angelica felt the hot wax enter her body and screamed. It was the most painful experience she had yet endured. She moved her hips briefly in an attempt to escape the pain, but made sure to maintain the pull on her pussy lips to not disappoint Mistress Anne. “Done,” Janet said. “That was 20 drops of ‘pussy wax’.” “Okay - you can now recover for 10 minutes,” Mistress Anne said looking at Angelica. “You are welcome to dig out the wax from your pussy, as it hardens”. “Janet, as Angelica now is left with 10 min. to herself and subsequently will spin the wheel again; I wonder if you can guess what that means to you?” Mistress Anne looked at Janet. “You get to rest as well for 10 min!” Mistress Anne said with a smile and looked at the cone trophy Janet had ‘won’ in the bike competition. Janet was perfectly aware of that ‘rest’ meant in this context and placed the still lit candle on the table. She walked over to her trophy that she had left on a chair seat after having lubricated it. Janet noticed the slider on the side indicating how far down she would go, and knew that she had to keep moving that slider with each attempt she had with the cone. If Mistress Anne did not see any progress of the slider, Janet would be forced to spin the wheel herself. The slider was made cleverly enough to also indicate diameter as well as the depth. “Right - so the progress slider currently sits at 0 cm. depth. I expect that you are able to move it, at least 10 cm. down indicating your depth. The 10 cm. depth translates to approx 15 cm. in diameter, so be careful. We have some rounds ahead of us and if you do not move it anywhere - you win a round on the spinning wheel,” Mistress Anne assuringly said looking at Janet. Janet knew this again would be a matter of tactical planning on her part. If she started out too deep and too wide, she would not be able to show progress on round 7 or 8. She moved towards the seat where the cone currently was placed upside down with the narrow part pointing up. It glistened in the light from the grease Janet had previously generously applied. “Oh - how soothing that looks…” Janet thought to herself. “It should make it an enjoyable experience,” she thought, thinking back at what could have been the alternative. She had had Tiger Balm, she had experienced toothpaste and she had other things in her asshole the recent months used as lubrication. All of which had ravaged her neither opening. She honestly liked to be ‘used’ and to be ‘ravaged’, but she never publicly admitted to it towards other people. Also, she liked to feel the stretching feeling of her asshole being pulled open, a thought that just hit her now. If she started out too hard, she feared being unable to demonstrate progress as they reached round #6 or #7, and Janet quite well knew the articulated expectations from Mistress Anne. And, especially the repercussions of not being able to show progress. Janet looked at Angelica who was sitting with her legs wide spread hunched over, actively working on her pussy lips. They were completely covered in hard wax from the ordeal she had just been through, and she was desperately attempting to pull out the wax both from within her pussy as well as from her pussy lips. “Poor girl,” Janet thought to herself. “I wonder what will be in store for her later today…”. Janet straddled the cone and slowly started lowering her body onto the narrow part of her ‘trophy-cone’. She felt the tip of the cone enter her asshole and she felt the progress slider move downwards as she lowered herself. It quickly started feeling full. “I need to be careful not to go to my capacity, already!” she reminded herself even though she was already enjoying the stretch it gave her. “Time is up!” Mistress Anne announced. “We are due for another spin of the wheel”, she said looking at Janet’s efforts. “How far did we go, my dear?” she asked. Janet slowly stood up and felt the cone leave her body. She felt empty and was already longing for the satisfying feeling of being ‘occupied’ in her asshole again. “I see - a 5 cm. progress slider, already. That reads a diameter of 9 cm.” Mistress Anne said with satisfaction in her voice. “Be careful - you know the rules. We are only entering round #2 now…” Janet nodded her head in acknowledgement and moved herself towards the spinning wheel. “Angelica - your turn,” Mistress Anne said looking at Angelica. Angelica grabbed the side of the wheel and with a worried expression on her face, gave the wheel a tug. The spinning wheel spun quickly and everybody in the cell focused on the wheel to see the outcome. The wheel started to slow down and came to a rest at: caning “You have chosen to be caned across your buttucks, my dear,” Mistress Anne said with satisfaction looking at Angelica. “Shall we see how many times…?” Angelica gave the wheel a tug again and hoped for the best. The numbers ranged from 5 to 40, so she could in worst-case end up with a very severe round of caning. The wheel slowed down and ended up with: 35 “No - I’m going to die before this is over!” she thought to herself. “I see you like pain, my dear,” Mistress Anne said. “Not only do you like to have your pussy set on fire, but also you like to have your backside being beaten. And not only 10 times.” “I’m very satisfied with your choices, my dear. It is all about earning respect here in the cell,” Mistress Anne continued. “I’m so happy that I won the bike race!” Janet thought to herself. “I could never stand the spinning wheel punishments.” She was well aware that she would be forced to spin the wheel if she did not continue to show progress and she was already at 9 cm. dilation on the cone. “Janet - grab the two canes standing in the corner over there.” Mistress Anne said. “Angelica, you bend over the table and hold on to Lola’s hand as she stands in front of you supporting your experience.” Lola moved in front of the table ready to hold Angelica’s hands as she was to be caned across her ass cheeks. Angelica bent over the table and found Lola’s hands in front of her. She was unable to move, as she felt herself being stretched across the table as Lola moved backwards pulling Angelica forward. “Janet, you are now responsible for administering 35 cane strokes to Angelica’s ass. If I sense you are not striking sufficiently hard, I can assure you I’ll make sure to make a mental note of that.” Janet took one of the canes in her hand and immediately felt the ‘power’ it left her with. She had never caned anyone before, but could vividly imagine the effect of receiving a cane stroke on a body part. Also, she was not in doubt that she would herself feel a consequence did she not meet Mistress Anne’s expectations. “Angelica - count out loud as you receive your caning!” Mistress Anne said. “Go ahead, Janet.” Janet swung the cane and felt the effect in the cane as it hit Angelica’s buttocks. Angelica’s ass immediately showed the results, as a swollen red line formed across both her ass cheeks. Angelica screamed out loud as she felt the cane hit her body the first time. “That was not a proper counting, slut!” Mistress Anne yelled. “We start over again!” Janet let the cane hit Angelica again and witnessed the new red line it produced. Two nice red stripes were now visible on Angelica’s bared ass cheeks. “1!” Angelica yelled out. She could not imagine how it would feel as she knew she was destined for 35 strikes in total. It would be a living hell for her. Janet let the next cane stroke hit her target. “2!” she heard Angelica shout out.It was clear that Angelica was not in any sub-space yet and was actively fighting against the caning. Janet again hit Angelica with the cane. And another cane stroke… When Janet heard the number “33” being yelled out, she knew they were close to the finishing line. Also, she in the back of her mind knew what that meant to the diameter of her own sphincter as she would be allowed to ‘rest’ for a while. “Stop!”, Mistress Anne said to Janet. “How are we feeling, Angelica?” she asked. Angelica did not answer. She was just lying limp prone on the table being stretched across the table by Lola who was still holding on to Angelica’s arms pinning her down making sure she did not move during the punishment. “Angelica!” I asked you a question. “If you do not answer - we start over!” Mistress Anne warned Angelica looking at her with a stern look. Angelica sensed the consequence and uttered: “I’m tired and warm. Thank you for the education, Mistress!” she said in an effort to please Mistress Anne. “Good to hear! Janet, you now give Angelica the last two strokes with full force and then we are done for now. If I do not sense you are going all in on this, you will be spinning the wheel yourself!” she warned Janet. Janet took a step back and as she stepped forward, she swung the cane with all her force into Angelica’s ass cheeks. “34!!!” Angelica screamed out. It was clear this was a harder stroke compared to the previous 33 strokes she had received. Janet stepped back again and repeated the process. “35!!!” Angelica again cried out. “Uh - aren't two lesbians caning each other a joy to watch?” Mistress Anne asked rhetorically with a smile. Angelica’s body was now limp and completely motionless. Lola let go of Angelica’s arms and witnessed them just fall to the table. Angelica was completely wasted. And having a welted ass that she would have trouble sitting on. “Angelica - get to your feet and go have a seat on the chair while Janet rests her sore arms,” Mistress Anne said, fully knowing the effect on Angelica as well as Janet. Angelica got on her elbows and looked at Janet with a confrontational look to her face. She really hated Janet by now. How could she have hurt her so hard? Angelica managed to stand up and felt her ass being completely red and warm from the caning. It burned everytime she moved her legs and left her with a ‘punished’ feeling to all of her body. She was wasted. As she moved towards the chair next to the table, she slowly sat on the seat. Even the seat was a welcome cooling experience to her, it was also very unpleasant and painful to sit on the welts across her ass cheeks. “Angelica, as you have now been awarded the 35 cane strokes you asked for, I’ll give you 20 min. to find your bearings and recover before the next spin of the wheel. Did I not say there would be a prize to the 2. Place of the bike-race, my dear?” Mistress Anne said, smiling at Angelica. “Janet - you know what that means for you. You will be given 20 minutes to move the progress slider downwards,” she continued looking at Janet. Janet, who actually felt a bit tired in her right arm having administered the caning to Angelica, put down the cane in the corner of the cell and moved towards her ‘resting’ seat and cone. It was still glistening with lubrication and was waiting for her. She remembered that they were still only at round #2 and as such she still needed to be careful of her ‘progress’. She would not want to be on the receiving end of a caning like the one she just had given Angelica. And in particular not from Angelica. Janet had a cunning feeling that that would be Mistress Anne’s setup if Janet failed to demonstrate progress. She turned around, spread her ass cheeks and lowered herself onto the waiting cone. She felt it starting to spread her asshole and after a short while, she felt the progress slider touch her asshole. “Now - it counts,” she thought to herself. Janet felt her asshole expand as she now was where she stopped during the last round. Her asshole was at this point 9 cm. across and she was forced to demonstrate an increase to avoid being forced to spin the punishment wheel herself. She relaxed her body and let her weight fall onto the cone. She felt her asshole expand as a result of that and also, she felt her asshole expand. “Remember, the cone is 20 cm. at the bottom,” Mistress Anne said. “If you impress me and even remotely get to touch the seat, I’ll spare you completely from any punishment tonight.” Janet looked at her. “Thank you, Mistress Anne.” Janet did not think she would be even close to that. She had had a 17 cm. dildo in her asshole during the prison competition, but 20 cm.? That was not anatomically possible for any woman to accept a diameter of 20 cm. in any hole in her body.

Is there really no one, who has video apart from this short version?

The bike experience Janet and Angelica grabbed the handle bars on the rowing bike. They both were feeling nervous about what a single pull would feel like, as it apart from tiring out the back muscles, also would be tiring out their assholes given the bike’s devilish construction with the lubricated studded dildo in the centre of their bike seats, they were both sitting on. They looked at each other and inaudible communicated to each other, “let’s go, then…”. They both knew that there was no ‘winning’ in being #2 in the race they had before them. It was actually quite an interesting situation from a phycological perspective. None of them knew exactly what they would win by being #1, nor did they know what they would win did they finish as #2. They just subconsciously knew, that what ever position they would end up with in the race between the two, it would involve a punishment of their assholes. And, perhaps also something more…? They really did not know. Only Mistress Anne had ideas as to what that would be… Both girls took the first stroke with the bike and immediately felt the effect. It was far from a pleasant experience to be ravaging their own assholes with every pull of the handle bars. There was something sinister about them being forced to be doing it to themselves and not having someone else doing it. Angela and Janet each had a different size dildo that was selected personally by Mistress Anne, whom knew the appropriate ‘diameter’ for each slave girl. The girls therefore were as such enjoying a ‘personalised’ bike experience. “Girls - the winner of the race is the one who rides the longest distance, today,” Mistress Anne informed them. “I know you both by now have felt the effect of a single stroke with the handle bar. Expect to enjoy that for the next hour or so. I’ll be watching you, and in 1 hour from now - we will see the odometer on your bikes to declare a winner”. Janet and Angelica rode their bikes to the starting line of the track course in the prison yard. They both learned, that as the strokes were repeated it actually felt very much like being fucked in the ass, although sadly with a dick covered in burning tooth paste”. “Go!” Mistress Anne shouted. Janet gave her bike all she could muster as she pulled forcefully on her handle bars accelerating her bike to get ahead of Angelica. She felt the effect immediately in her own asshole as the studded dildo was pushed equally forceful into her asshole by each stroke. She bid her lip, she wanted to get ahead of Angelica. Angelica attempted the same effort and she too felt her own dildo being forced into her asshole with an equal force to her pulls of the handle bars. Both girls knew that they just had to endure the pain in their tooth paste lubed assholes for the next hour. As the girls had been riding the bikes for 25 minutes, they did no longer feel the burning effect of the tooth paste, but just an in/out motion of the dildos. It somewhat became the new ‘normal’ to them feeling something going rapidly into their assholes only to be retracted immediately after. Both girls however were not left without being made very much aware that it was still not a smooth dildo they were fitted with, but rather a studded version. They both came to realise however, that the faster they went, the less they noticed the studs on the dildo as it just went in and out so fast it felt like an almost smooth experience. Both girls were by that realisation motivated to ride the bike as fast as they could stand, as it, as mentioned left them with a ‘smoother’ experience. As they reached 40 min. Janet started feeling a dried out rectum from all the activity she had had in her hole. She stopped the bike and stepped off the seat and looked at the dildo. It looked rather dry. She reached into the pouch and grabbed the tiger balm. “I am honestly left with no choice”, she thought to herself. “I doubt Angelica can keep going without re-lubing her dildo for the next 20 min? It will feel as if her sphincter is pulled out of her body on each handle bar stroke,” she thought to herself attempting to spot where Angelica currently was on the race track. “Then, it is better to have something slippery to smoothen the experience, even it is tiger balm”. Janet applied a generous amount to the dildo, knowingthat if she was too ‘cheap’ on the amount, it would wear off again and she would need to stop later. From a tactical perspective it would be a wise decision to add sufficient lubrication. Angelica on the other hand was still riding her bike in an attempt to obtain the longest distance and win over Janet. She had noticed the tooth paste being gone some time ago and attempted to endure the pain she felt in her asshole by every stroke. For Angelica this was a matter of tactical riding, as she attempted to endure the pain and gain a sufficient advance on Janet. The track the girls were currently riding had deliberately been built with obstacles along the track to make it more challenging to do the race. A noticeable hill was included in the track which forced the bike rider to be accelerating rather fast to negotiate the obstacle and reach the top of the hill. Only, to have an equally accelerated ride going down the hill on the other side. The bikes were deliberately without brakes, so the girls could not reduce the speed going down hill and they just had to endure the forced acceleration. Obviously, that forced acceleration had a direct consequence in their assholes. The girls simply was left literally unable to control themselves or the bike as they were almost anally ‘raped’ by the bike when the went downhill. As both girls by now had been riding the track for close to 50 min and Angela had a count of 23 rounds, she for sure felt ‘used’ in her backside. Janet was not far after as she was on 22 rounds currently. “Girls - 10 min. left”, Mistress Anne announced. “Remember, there will be a prize for the winner, and one for the looser”, she continued. Janet heard the announcement and did not want to loose. She made an effort to accelerate the bike and to go as fast as possible to gain more track rounds than Angelica. It was not without a sacrifice in her asshole as that now paid directly the price of her efforts. She felt herself being violated rapidly by herself. She bit her lip hard and went all out on the rowing. The newly applied tiger balm to the dildo did not make easier for her. Janet pondered whether what she was experiencing right now, was more violent than her experiences with the dildo machine during her punch fisting training? She was in serious doubt, as what she was subjected to now really took a toll on her. Angelica had heard the announcement as well. She too made an effort to win the race and also suffered a beating to her sphincter by the dildo in the bike seat. Just short before the 60 min. mark was reached, Angelica succumbed to the brutal ravaging and let the bike run to a stop. She could no longer bear the beating of her asshole. In contrast to Janet, Angelica has not re-lubricated the dildo during the run, and as such was running with a ‘dry’ machine. This proved to be a fatal mistake to her. “Janet - you win the race,” Mistress Anne said looking at the two girls with satisfaction. They both looked very worn out after having been ‘biking’ for an hour. “Now - park the bikes where you found them and let’s have a look at your orifices. I expect that they look different to what they did one hour ago,” Mistress Anne instructed the girls. Both Janet and Angelica very slowly rowed the bikes to the shed where they had found them originally. As they stopped the bikes, they struggled to get off the seat and in particular they both struggled to stand without support. They both had to hold on to the bike to stand. “Bend over and present your holes to your Mistress,” Mistress Anne said. Both girls did as instructed, reached around and spread their ass cheeks as they bent over. Mistress Anne was looking at two very fiery red rings of flesh standing obscenely open and looked as if they were unable to close for any reason. “How are we feeling in our little slut holes?” she asked out in the open. “Completely worn out. But, thank you for the education,” Janet said attempting to please Mistress Anne. “Good - let’s go back to the cell. We have a prize arrangement to attend to,” Mistress Anne responded. After the girls collected their retention plugs which were still found in the pouch on the bike, all 3 walked (some more than others) slowly back towards the cell. Bike Race Aftermath “Girls - we had a winner today,” Mistress Anne started by saying after they had been back to the cell for some hours. All 4 women were in the cell and Mistress Anne has even invited Lola to watch the ceremony. “Janet won the bike competition, but both endured a great ‘calibration’ of their assholes. Janet is really turning into a capable slut in our little harem,” she continued. “Janet will be allowed to be without dilation plugs tonight and will be left to recover”. Janet felt a great relief hearing this. She really was sore in her hole after the activities she had endured hours earlier that day. “The one ‘not winning’ also claims a prize in this game and Angelica, that’s you,” Mistress Anne said and walked over to the wall in the cell. “Behind this veil, we have a spinning wheel that holds a number of punishments to be received by the one who lost the race. Angelica, you get to spin the wheel and you, Janet get to administer the punishments to Angelica as she lost the race today”. Both girls directed their attention to the veil covered spinning wheel. Mistress Anne pulled away the veil and presented a spinning wheel like the ones you would see at a fun fair or tombola. It held 8 different fields each with their own punishment written on it. “As you know - I like my slave girls to be versatile. That means they will be able to service with their holes (mouth and ass), but also to be able to receive punishment when that is due. A good pain tolerance is a thing that is built up over a period of time, and today Angelica gets to explore hers,” she finished. They all looked at the 8 fields found on the spinning wheel. The fields displayed 8 different activities: caning, whipping, face slapping, breast slapping, nipple clamping, hot wax on pussy lips, needles to nipples, spiked dildo. In addition, the 8 fields held a number indicating the amount of slaps or canings the unlucky victim would receive. The numbers were ranging from 5 - 40. “As you can see, this is the game. Angelica, you will spin the wheel twice, and Janet will administrator the punishment you have chosen”, Mistress Anne said. “Hell - I might even assist myself, if she does not do it well enough,” Mistress Anne ended the instruction. None of the girls felt very happy about this whole arrangement. None of them in particular had an interest in pain per se, but at the same time accepted that a game is a game. And if you participate, you go all the way. Do you say ‘A’ - you also say ‘B’. “But, we must not forget the winner’s prize!” Mistress Anne surprisingly said with a happy expression on her face. She had the full attention of both girls now. “The winner’s prize is a metal trophy that takes the shape of a traffic cone. It has the feature that the trophy foot can be removed making the trophy an actual cone that can be inverted and placed on a chair or directly on the floor. I guess you already know where the narrow part goes? It starts small, but is very wide at the top,” Mistress Anne said triumphant. “You basically get to sit on an inverted cone trophy, my dear. Now nice am I?” Mistress Anne asked rhetorically and smiled at Janet. “Did you ever try that before…?” she asked. “As I know for a fact that your pussy lips are still sewn together, I guess that leaves you with only one orifice?” she smiled at Janet. “I’m guessing the cone has a starting diameter of 7 cm. and ending with 20 cm. at the top, so you are in for an experience, Janet.” “The setup will be; every time Angelica turns the wheel and/or is in-between punishments, Janet gets to rest her tired body. She will rest sitting on the inverted trophy and I expect her to be able to move the progress marker on the trophy as time progresses”. There was a marker found along the length of the cone indicating how far down Janet would go. “Janet - just a word of warning. If you fail to continuously move the progress bar on the cone during our session tonight, you too will be allowed to spin the wheel!”, Mistress Anne said looking sternly at Janet. “Holy fuck - did she not just tell me, I would be spared?”, Janet thought to herself. “This is similar to the Resting Room benches in the A-Team training programme. Also there, I was allowed to rest on a conical dildo, although ’rest’ is a big word in this context,” Janet concluded. Angelica could not really decide whether she was the one having ‘won’ the best prize? Having to sit on a cone that ended in a 20 cm. diameter, did indeed sound very painful! “Okay - let’s start. Angelica, spin the wheel,” Mistress Anne said looking at Janet. “Janet, in the mean time, you can lube up your trophy to prepare your seat,” she said and handed Janet a tube of gel. “I’ll allow you to use as much lube as you prefer during the whole evening”. Angelica moved to the spinning wheel, took a deep breath and gave the wheel a pull. The wheel started spinning… All 5 women looked with intense focus at the spinning wheel. Everyone was excited to learn of the resulting ‘perk’ Angelica was to receive. The wheel slowly stopped the rotations and the arrow ended up with: “hot wax on pussy lips”. “No!”, Angelica thought in her head. “This I cannot stand!”. “Okay - one more spin of the wheel to learn the number of drops,” Mistress Anne said. Angelica again spun the wheel, and all 5 women looked at the wheel to see how many drops Angelica was to endure on her open pussy lips. The wheel slowed down and stopped at: 20. “Angelica - you have yourself asked to receive 20 drops of hot candle wax onto your spread pussy lips. You will hold your pussy lips open as you receive the drops, and if you move and/or close them during the process, we reset the counter and start again,” Mistress Anne instructed Angelica. “It will give you a nice feel of what it means to have a fiery pussy”, Mistress Anne continued. Angelica looked in horror as the prospect of what was about to happen to her. “Angelica - go lay on your back on the table there. You will spread your legs and pull your ankles towards your head. To give you a fair chance, and not have you move because the hot wax hits your fingers, I’ll provide you with 2 clothes pins to be attached to your outer labia. You will grab these clothes pins and pull apart your pussy lips to display your hole and your inner pussy lips for the wax to hit,” Mistress Anne instructed Angelica. “And again - if you move, given those advantages I just presented, we start the count again!”. “Lola - you will assist Angelica by standing behind her head, and hold her ankles open”. “Janet, you grab the candle and the matches over there,” Mistress Anne said pointing to a large candle like the ones you find in a church, being able to hold a flame for hours. Janet having finished greased up the cone trophy already for herself with plenty of lube, walked towards the table in the cell where the candle was placed and took the matches. She lid the candle to allow it to form a sizeable puddle of hot wax. Angelica was lying on the table with her pussy lips spread waiting for the hot wax to be dripped onto them. She did not look forward to the experience and feared it would be unbearable for her. Janet took the candle and balanced it over between Angelicas spread legs. It required some concentration to not spill the hot wax as she walked. “So - are you ready for 20 drops of hot wax onto your tender inner pussy lips?”, Janet asked looking at Angelica. Angelica did not answer, but just looked with horror at the candle that Janet was holding above her pussy. Janet started tilting the candle to make wax drop onto Angelica’s pussy. As the first drop of wax fell and hit Angelica’s tender flesh, she jumped and screamed out in pain. “So, so - that was just a teaser,” Mistress Anne said to Angelica enjoying her obvious state of pain. “The next drop will start the count and you have 20 drops to look forward to, so you will have plenty of opportunity to really enjoy it,” she informed Angelica. Angelica did not answer. She was in so much pain between her legs, that she did not really focus on what Mistress Anne said to her. She attempted to hold her pussy open and not move, as she knew that doing that would only extend the pain and the amount of wax poured into her pussy. As Janet tilted the candle again, the next drop hit Angelica. She felt the intense pain of warm wax hitting her inner pussy lips and was a short second in doubt if she would pass out from the pain. It was intense. Janet tilted again the candle and let the next drop hit Angelica, this time on the outer lips. This was not as painful as being hit on the inner lips, but still it was extremely unpleasant. Angelica focused her mind on staying still to prevent a potential reset of the count and as the drops kept coming and dripping onto her flesh, the pain actually subsided a bit as the drops hit areas already covered in wax. “That was 18 drops of hot wax,” Janet announced unable to hide her surprise that Angelica had been able to withstand the pain. “Pull your pussy hole open, slut!”; Mistress Anne instructed Angelica. “The next two drops will be an experience as they go into your pussy instead of being on the outside. Janet, aim at the open hole in her pussy!”, Mistress Anne said. Janet made sure to pour the next 2-3 drops directly into Angelica’s open pussy hole. Angelica felt the hot wax enter her body and streamed. It was the most painful experience she had yet endured. She moved her hips briefly in an attempt to escape the pain, but made sure to maintain the pull on her pussy lips to not disappoint Mistress Anne. “Done,” Janet said. “That was 20 drops of ‘pussy wax’”. “Okay - you can now recover for 10 minutes,” Mistress Anne said to Angelica. “You are welcome to dig out the wax from your pussy as it hardens”. “Janet, as Angelica now is left with 10 min. to herself and subsequently will spin the wheel again; I wonder if you can guess what that means to you?”, Mistress Anne looked at Janet. “You get to rest as well for 10 min.!” Mistress Anne said with a smile and looked at the cone trophy Janet had ‘won’ in the bike competition. Janet was perfectly aware of that ‘rest’ meant in this context and placed the still lit candle on the table. She walked over to her trophy that she had left on a chair seat after having lubricated it. Janet noticed the slider on the side indicating how far down she would go, and knew that she had to keep moving that slider with each attempt the had with the cone. If Mistress Anne did not see any progress of the slider, Janet would be forced to spin the wheel herself. The slider was made cleverly enough to also indicate diameter as well as the depth. “Right - so the progress slider currently sits at 0 cm. depth. I expect that you are able to move it, at least 10 cm down indicating your depth. The 10 cm. depth translates to approx 15 cm. in diameter, so be careful. We have some rounds ahead of us and if you do not move it anywhere - you win a round on the spinning wheel”, Mistress Anne. Janet knew this again would be a matter of tactical planning on her part. If she started out too deep and too wide, she would not be able to show progress on round 7 or 8. (to be continued...)

I agree, but this board does not allow for edits sadly.

It is a balance between keeping it realistic and the obviously impossible. Having said that, I have heard of no person who's forearms have a width of 12 cm (4.72 inches)? In particularly no woman? Keep the ideas coming, though. I'll pick it up....

Alternative biking Mistress Anne had an ambition of creating versatile slave girls for her own enjoyment. ‘Versatile’ in her book, meant that they were docile and were able to use both their lower body holes as well as their mouth for services required by herself or her fellow Mistresses in the cell block. One thing the girls was instructed to train a lot was their tongue. Licking an anus for 10 - 15 min. straight requires more stamina than one can imagine, so every day both Janet and Angelica spent 30 min. each on their backs practicing licking each other’s assholes. First Janet sat on the ‘queening chair’ for Angelica to practice and next they switched places. The chair used for this purpose was without a seat per se, but had instead two wide straps what went parallel with the User. Between the straps there was an open area with no sitting support, which left the orifices completely open and available to the person lying underneath. As the girl sitting on the queening chair had all her weight on these two straps and with no support in the centre, her buttocks were effectively pulled apart leaving her holes completely pulled apart and artificially kept open. This in particular was the case for the anus as the girls were instructed to sit up straight and thereby making sure her asshole was pulled as open as possible. Janet being the first user on the chair this morning, sat on the chair feeling her anus being pulled open and left vulnerable. Angelica whom was already placed underneath was looking directly into a dilated anus approximately 5 cm. from her mouth and face. She immediately started the days practice and begun licking Janet with an alternating soft tongue and next a pointy tongue to get inside Janet’s rectum with her tongue. The aim was not to consume anything, apart from the ass juices coming out of Janet’s open asshole, although this for sure could be an application as well. As the girls had been practicing their tongues for 2 x 30 min.; Mistress Anne looked at them. “I see you are eager to maintain your tongue strength and your rimming skills”, she said. “That’s completely as you should. You never know when you need to use your tongue” Mistress Anne said. Janet knew that was very far from the truth. They both used their tongue every morning when waking up either Mistress Anne or Mistress Lin. As an example. “When you arrived here, Janet”, Mistress Anne continued, “I promised you, that you would be introduced to bike riding in the cell block’s open yard. We have some ‘alternative’ bikes for naughty slave girls like yourself and I’ve decided that both you and Angelica will be taking bike riding lessons starting today at noon”. Both girls kind of already guessed what that would be focusing on. It was not in particular their cardiovascular condition, but rather something with a bike missing the seat or similar? “Thank you, Mistress”; Janet responded. “I’ll be looking forward to compete with Angelica on who is the better bike rider”. As the clock approached noon, Mistress Anne summoned the two slave girls informing them that now it was time to begin the bike exercises. Both girls had their daily retention plug in their assholes, as they had inserted them after the morning rimming chair exercises as they were instructed. As all 3 of them walking out into the yard, they went towards a shed located in the far corner of the prison yard. “Here you will find the bikes we use to educate misbehaving slave girls”; Mistress Anne said. “Now - I know you have not been misbehaving as such, but it does not hurt to know what would happen if you did. Or maybe it does…?”, she smiled as them. “Go behind the shed, and you will see the bikes you are about to ride for the next 60 minutes or so”, she continued. Janet and Angelica walked around the shed and found 5 bikes parked there. They were not conventional pedal bikes, but rather ‘rowing bikes’. This meant, that you would sit on the seat, but instead of pushing pedals with your legs, you would be pulling the handle towards you to make the bike go forward. The harder you pulled, the faster the bike went. The bikes were equipped with 3 wheels, 2 in the back and 1 steering wheel in the front. Effectively, to move the bike forward, you would place you feet on the ’navigation pedals’ located at the front of the bike, sit on the seat and be pulling the handle back and forth as hard as you could to accelerate the bike forward. You would steer the bike with your feet, as the front wheel was connected to the two navigation pedals allowing for navigating the bike. Janet looked at the bike. It seemed quite innocent she thought to herself, but was in the back of her head already expecting some kind of ‘feature’ Mistress Anne did not yet announce. And rightfully so. “So, girls - of course, I’m not going to let you ride around for fun on these bikes. Of course there is an educational element to it all”. “As you might already have guessed, the seats do come with the ability to remove the bottom center part exposing your sorry asses to what is found below. And here comes the ‘fun’ part”, Mistress Anne continued. Below the seat, you will find a piston onto which a training dildo can be attached. The piston will move upwards as you pull the handle towards you, and it will retract as you push it away from you. Effectively, you will be jamming a dildo into your rectum on every pull, and you will feel it leave your asshole as you get ready for the next pull to move the bike forward. In my own words - quite a clever construction”, Mistress Anne said with some satisfaction to her voice. “If you look closely, you will find that the seats when the bottom centre part is removed, function the same way as the rimming chair you are dearly familiar with already. This means that your anus will actively be held open when you sit down on the seat and you will have the ‘pleasure’ of the dildo going directly into your gaped asshole”. “Hmm - of course”, Janet thought to herself. She kind of already knew the ‘theme’ that was the dominant setting in the cell block. “Okay - to not make this too boring for you, you will be given not a smooth dildo as you might expect, but instead a studded one that will rub your sphincter on every stroke you take with the bike. To further your pleasure, of course you will have lubrication as the dildo will be going into your hole quite a number of times over the duration of the next 60 minutes”. Mistress Anne handing Janet a tube of tooth paste. Janet looked at Mistress Anne with a puzzled look. “As I said - it is not just for fun”, Mistress Anne answered Janet. “Now - help each other take out your retention plug and place it in the pouch attached to the back of the bike. The pouch is indeed there for that very purpose. Also, inside the pouch, you will find your assigned training dildo for today. Janet, you take the bike to the right, Angelica you take the one next to it. They have been prepared for you already this morning.”, Mistress Anne instructed the girls. Angelica and Janet looked at each other, fearing for what they would find in the pouch on the bike. Also, Janet holding the tooth paste in her hand, already knew how the next 60 minutes would feel in her asshole as they were only allowed to use tooth paste as lube on the studded dildos. Janet walked over to the 3-wheeled bike and looked into the pouch. Inside, she found the base of a studded black dildo. The base had a threaded hole in the centre, which made it quite obvious what that was for. The size was more of a concern to her. Janet had a good capacity in her asshole, as she had trained that for a long time. Her current retention plug was 14 cm. in diameter, but in contrast to the moving “educator” she was about to sit on, the retention plug did not move. It just held her sphincter at a desired diameter. She pulled out the black dildo from the punch only to see the number ’12’ stamped on the side. “Right, so I am going to be rammed with a 12 cm. diameter dildo by this bike and my own rowing motion. And doing so, with a dildo greased up in nothing but burning tooth paste?”, she thought to herself. Mistress Anne could already see on Janet’s face what she was thinking. “Yes - you are very much correct. That is what you are doing the next hour”, she said. Both girls did as instructed. They attached their own dildo onto the piston below the bike seats and lubed up the dildo with a good coating of tooth paste. “When you run out of tooth paste over the duration of the next hour, and you will; there is extra lubricant in the pouch”. Janet and Angelica looked into the pouch, only to find a jar of Tigerbalm lotion. The kind of lotion that’s used to heal sore muscles, as it generates an enormous amount of heat on the skin. “Fuck”, Janet thought to herself. “I don’t know what is worse, the tooth paste going up into my asshole or the tiger balm doing the same thing?”. “Right, girls - enough procrastination. Let’s get going”, Mistress Anne instructed the girls. “The next hour - you will not just ride around like school girls. You will be doing so on an agility track with all sorts of different obstacles making your bike ride be anything but smooth sailing. I know you will be feeling the dildo being rammed repeatedly into your assholes, but that’s entirely your own doing”, Mistress Anne said with a smile finding her own joke being quite fun. “Also, I need to inform you that there will be a prize to the winner of today’s bike riding. The one who successfully does the most rounds, wins the prize. Do I need to mention that there will also be a ‘prize’ to the loosing part?”, Mistress Anne looked at the girls.

Back in the cell Both Lola and Janet came back to the cell eager to inform Mistress Anne of Janet’s graduation. Janet was feeling very sore in her ass, and the fact that her pussy lips were still sewed together made her walk differently. “So - the ‘Little Toilet mouth’ has completed the punch fist training”, Lola said with a proud voice making sure to humiliate Janet as much as possible by calling her ‘Toilet Mouth’”. Mistress Anne looked at them with satisfaction and in particular at Janet. “We even had help from the boxing team in Cellblock A, to further her capacity”, Lola added to place herself in a favourable light. “Well - don’t you just keep progressing and keep impressing everyone with your determination”; Mistress Anne said looking at Janet. “Well done, Lola. There will be a prize for you to receive later”. Lola was not entirely sure how that was to be interpreted. A prize? Normally, that would be a positive thing, but somehow she was not entirely sure what Mistress Anne meant right there. “Janet - I’ll be assessing your newly acquired skills soon”, Mistress Anne said looking at Janet. “I do have a grand plan for you, my dear, as I ‘won’ you ‘for free’ in a competition. You have not been in the cell a lot, and as such have not yet gained any preferential treatment from my side. That is something you need to earn in here, slut”, Mistress Anne continued. “Time is now 15:00 and the prison serves dinner at 18:00. I expect you to bring a decent serving to the cell in a way you yourself find appropriate”, Mistress Anne said. “Surprise me with your wicked imagination”, she continued. “Depending on what you bring back and how it is served, I’ll not be eating it, but you are welcome to serve it to the slut sitting on the floor”; she said and looked at the girl on all fours next to the bunk bed. “This is Slavegirl Angelica”, Mistress Anne said. “She is a Mexican girl whom was snatched doing a narcotics transfer 4 months ago and has been here since. She is very docile and has by now learned her place here”, Mistress Anne smiled. “Being a mule for the cartels, I guess you can imagine where that contraband was found on her whilst being transported, or should I say ‘in’ her”, Mistress Anne said with her eyebrows lifted in a ‘knowing’ facial expression. “Thank you, Mistress Anne. And, thank you for the education I’ve received during the last 3 weeks I’ve been in your cell”, Janet responded on her knees and leant forward to kiss Mistress Anne’s leg. Janet knew she had something to prove now. Not only would she be tested by Mistress Anne soon, but she also knew all too well what failing Mistress Anne’s approval would mean to herself. She would be put through a new run of the ‘education’ weeks she had just endured. A thought she could not even remotely bear. Janet looked at the girl on the floor. What could she come up with that was humiliating enough to impress even Mistress Anne? Janet did not have many concerns about the girl on the floor, but was more focused on herself not being sent through the ‘education cycle’ she just had endured, again. So, food was to be served, and Janet had to create a devilish way of humiliating Slavegirl Angelica? Janet thought back to her original days at Cellblock D where she herself was made to transport breakfast inside her asshole in a hollow butt plug, only to deliver it to her fellow slave girl Mariya to eat. Could she come up with something similar to humiliate Angelica? Poor girl, Janet thought to herself. Now Angelica was to endure the ‘short end of the stick’, as Janet had to invent something devilish to impress Mistress Anne. “What do you think, Angelica?”, Janet asked looking at the girl in front of her. “I don’t know, miss”, Angelica answered. “I will do what you tell me to do”, she responded. “Hmm...”, Janet thought to herself. Janet had seen several videos of the Japanese concept of ‘maid cafes’ where food was served from the assholes of the maids to the guests. When a guest asked for e.g. a burger, the maid would bring the bun and salat to the table, but the beef was missing. That particular item was found inside the maid’s rectum in a minced state and was delivered directly by the table to the guests. Effectively, the guest would hold out the naked bun and let the maid push out the minced meat onto the bun from her asshole, whereafter the maid would turn around and apply the salad leaf and tomatoes to make it a complete burger serving”. Sometimes, it was not even necessary to insert the minced meat into the rectum of the maid, sometimes the maid was ‘naturally full’ already. This was kind of the game the guests played when visiting those types of establishments. Janet felt a sense of price by all her achievements over the last 2 weeks. She was looking at Angelica in a “bigger sister” way, as she felt herself being the more experienced slave girl in this context. “Hmm, I’m going to teach that little bitch, some manners”; she thought to herself. Of-course, this all rooted in Janet wanting to impress Mistress Anne and not to be put back on the training regime she just left. “Angelica, time is now 15:15 and we will collect dinner at 18:00. That means you have approximately 3 hours to fill up this pitcher with piss”, Janet said and pointed to the 2 L. pitcher standing on the cell table, next to the blender Janet knew only too well. “I will of-course be helping you with the task, if I need to pee myself”, Janet continued. Angelica looked at Janet like a question mark. “Yes - you will learn why in 3 hours”, Janet answered Angelica’s expected question. Angelica sat pondered what was in store for her. She kind of subconsciously knew that she would be subject to some pretty perverse exercises as she already had figured out what happened between Mistress Anne and Janet. As the time closed in on 18; Janet turned towards Angelica and said: “Look at me, slut!”. Janet immediately slapped Angelica across the face leaving her with a burning cheek. “Why…?”, Angelica looked at Janet. “Because, I can”, Janet responded. Janet had no idea if she was overstepping a balance here, but she wanted desperately to impress Mistress Anne. “You and I go to the canteen to collect dinner for the cell. You better be prepared for a ‘full’ experience. I understand you have experience in ‘transportation’”, Janet said to Angelica. “So, bend over and spread your ass cheeks”; Janet instructed Angelica. Angelica did as told, and put her face to the floor, leaving her asshole exposed to the full view of every person in the cell. “I’m inserting a hollow plug in your asshole now. I’m going to make sure it is at your maximum capacity, as I do not want to be walking back/forth between the cell and the canteen more than necessary”, Janet instructed Angelica. Janet spit on the 8 cm. hollow plug she held in her hand and next let saliva drop into Angelica’s pulsing asshole. Janet edged the plug into Angelica, but was met with resistance. “Are we already at your tolerance?” Janet asked Angelica, picking up on the need to push harder than expected. “Yeah - I think so”, Angelica uttered in discomfort. “Oh - don’t you have some exercises in front of you…”, Janet responded knowing full well how to educate a tight sphincter. “You will be doing the transportation tonight, slut. I am without void capacity today”, Janet said feeling her own rectum being full with a starting need to shit. All went according to plan. As they both approached the canteen, much to Janet’s delight the menu was indeed burgers and fries today. “Right - so, you go grab a tray, get 4 burgers, a batch of fries and 3 Cokes. You get 4 plates, 4 glasses and you come back to me. I’ll be sitting by this table”, Janet instructed Angelica. Janet sat on the bench by a table in the back of the canteen and as she sat down, she felt her bottom feeling full. It would not be long before she really needed to take a shit. Angelica came towards Janet carrying a tray with the items Janet had requested. “Okay - next, you go find some pudding. Again in 4 glasses, but only 3 of them are full. Let’s go!”. Angelica returned with the items as per Janet’s request. “Okay - now. it is time for your old narcotics mule days to come to good use. Place yourself on the floor with your ass up against the bench. Spread your legs and await my instructions”, Janet said. To Angelica’s surprise, Janet took one of the burgers and opened it. She took out the beef and threw it into the bin. “We don’t need the beef. You will go ‘vegetarian’ today”, Janet said looking at Angelica whom was by now upside down on the floor resting her back against the bench where Janet was sitting. “Okay - I’m going to be stuffing your void asshole with fries. These will be for your own enjoyment and you get to carry them yourself, so be grateful!”. With that, Janet took a handful of fries and started pushing them into the hollow plug Angelica had in her asshole. “Had you been able to accept a larger diameter than the measly 8 cm. you are currently equipped with, you would have been carrying dinner for more than one, but for today - only food for yourself will be the case”, Janet said. Angelica felt the warm fries being pushed into her asshole and was somewhat happy she was not to carry warm fries for more than herself. Janet looked at the spectacle and concluded that Angelica was full. “Okay, now we close up your asshole with the lid and you will stand up”. Angelica felt her hollow plug being pushed further into her asshole, as Janet applied the lid making sure it was tight. Angelica got on her feet with some discomfort, feeling very warm inside her body. Also, the thought of herself being forced to eat the content in her asshole made her somewhat nervous. “You take the tray with the burgers and the remaining fries. I’ll take the pudding tray”, Janet said to Angelica. Both woman took each their own tray and started walking towards the cell. As they turned the corner and entered the cell, Mistress Anne looked at them with curiosity. “I see you have brought conventional burgers and fries?, she asked with a puzzled look on her face. Janet knew she needed to do something fast to keep to the promise of impressing Mistress Anne. “Mistress Anne, yes - we brought them for you and Mistress Lin. They are fresh and just out of the oven. In addition, we have pudding to finish it all with”, Janet continued and nodded towards the 4 pudding glasses”. “So…?”, Mistress Anne said impatiently. “You two Mistresses will have your normal dinner as you see here. There are 4 plates and 4 glasses, enough for all. But, to make this more fun; Angelica will have a burger with a different beef, that I’ll be providing for her. From my ass.”, Janet said in a hurry. “Also, Angelica currently is carrying her own fries inside her hollow butt plug, so it will be a party for her”, Janet concluded the pitch, hoping Mistress Anne would be liking the plan. Mistress Lin’s face lid up in a smile by the sounds of what was about to happen. She, being the head Mistress of toilet slave training, of all people would appreciate the wickedness of the whole dinner plan. “I see - clever thinking”, Mistress Anne said with a satisfying tone to her voice. “Angela, present an individual plate to each of us. You know which burger is for you”, Janet said looking at Angelica. Angelica placed 4 plates on the table in the cell and awaited further instructions. Nobody ate as all were expecting the ‘show’ to begin. Janet walked over to Angelica’s chair. “Now - open the burger and hold out the naked bun in front of you towards me”, Janet said as she pulled down her own pants and turned around. Angelica was staring directly into an asshole that had a very ‘used’ appearance, which was more true than Angelica could ever imagine. Janet started pushing and felt a large shit starting to open her sphincter. “Catch it!”, Janet scolded Angelica. Angelica did her best to catch it and managed to make it land onto the bottom part of the burger bun. Janet turned around and watched the spectacle. “Hmm - that’s an expert serving, wouldn’t you agree?” she asked rhetorically. “Now - my asshole is soiled and before I can sit down, someone needs to clean it”, she said looking knowingly at Angelica. Angelica got to her knees and started licking the hole from where she just had watched a large shit emerge. Janet held her ass cheeks as open as she could making it possible for Angelica to get inside her to really clean her up, thoroughly. “I’m pretty sure your mouth would like to taste something different now?”, Janet asked Angelica. “Luckily, I know for a fact that you yourself have the sides to that burger you are about to consume. Place your plate on the floor, squat over it and push it out onto the plate. Angelica did as instructed and felt the by now lukewarm fries vacate her artificially opened anus. She looked down on the plate that held her dinner and watched a mess of soiled fries and a burger bun without anything but a curled up piece of shit. “So, now comes the fun part”, Janet said to Angelica. You will place the plate on the table, and I’ll help you arrange your dinner. How nice am I?”, Janet said and smiled at Angelica. Angelica did as instructed and placed it all on the table in front of her. Janet took the salad leaves and pushed it all together with the burger bun as the last part. It literally was a shit sandwich Angelica was about to consume. “Now - I know you do not have a coke as the only one around this table, so it will be a dry experience eating that sandwich, I imagine. You do have a glass, but no juice in it. But, I also happen to know that we have a pitcher standing on the table over here”, Janet continued looking to the cell table by the wall. “Go get it, bitch…”. Angelica stood up from the cell chair and walked over to the almost full 2 L. pitcher holding her own piss from the last 3 hours. She did not manage to fill it completely as her memory served her, so she was surprised to see it being close to full. “Yes - the two dear Mistresses around the table have chipped in, it seems….”; Janet said with a smile to her voice. All 4 women began their dinner. Most of them had their focus on Angelica as she had the most ‘exotic’ dinner of them all. The remaining dinner plates were rather mundane. Angelica struggled a lot to consume her dinner. It was not easy for her to ‘enjoy’ the dinner she had been served. It helped a bit that she was allowed to ‘wash’ it all down with the 6 glasses of piss that the 2 L. pitcher resulted in. As they neared a finishing point, Janet reached out to Angelica, “Hold on with the piss drinking; leave 2 glasses for later”, she instructed Angelica. “I must say - I’m sitting impressed with your wicked ways”; Janet with satisfaction heard Mistress Anne say. Also, Mistress Lin chipped in with her respect for Janet’s twisted mind. “I see you have picked up a trick or two the recent weeks”, Mistress Lin added. “So - what’s the deal with the pudding?”, Mistress Anne asked. Janet looked at Angelica and then a Mistress Anne. “Well - my asshole might be spotless now from Angelica’s tongue, but I still have not cleaned out my asshole completely. I’m pretty sure there will be remains that needs to be flushed out, before I can be equipped with my nightly dilator plug”, Janet answered knowing the normal routine for slave girls in the cell. Mistress Lin picked up on that immediately. “Yes - that sounds like a really good idea. Having consumed a full meal now and having drunk the coke, I myself could need a good shit. Janet go get the blender”, Mistress Lin instructed Janet. “And go find the syringe with the spray nozzle in the closet”, she continued. Janet already had worked out what Mistress Lin had in mind, so swiftly she moved to the closet to pick up the instructed item. “Now - you know the deal”, Mistress Lin said looking at Janet. Janet already was on all fours in anticipation of what would happen. Mistress Lin put the nozzle into the glass of piss on the table and sucked it into the syringe. Next, she placed the syringe at the entrance to Janets asshole and pushed it in slowly. “Enjoy the enema”, Mistress Lin said to Janet. Janet felt the piss being pushed into her bowels by Mistress Lin. “Okay - that was one, one more is coming up”. Janet waited for the next batch of piss being pushed into her rectum. “Okay - now you stand up and let that sit a bit”, Mistress Lin said. “In the meantime I’ll take a dump directly into the blender, to add some flavour to the pudding Angelica will have for dessert.”. It was like Janet and Mistress Lin were two pieces of the same piece of wood. They were thinking alike for sure. Mistress Lin squatted over the blender and let out an equally large shit that fell to the bottom of the blender. “Angelica - you know the drill”, Mistress Lin said looking at Angelica as she turned her back to Angelica and bent over. Angelica certainly know what to do, and started licking the orifice that had just been producing the main ingredient of her own dessert. “Janet - are you ready to void your asshole?” Mistress Anne asked enjoying the whole spectacle playing out before her. Janet nodded and squatted over the blender letting out a stream of brownish coloured piss filling the blender to about half full. “Holy fuck - that smells awful”, Mistress Anne said as she sensed an odour from the blender. “Angelica - your dessert is about ready. Apply the lid to the blender and let it swirl for a minute before you chuck it down”, Mistress Lin said looking at Angelica with a devilish gaze. Angelica did as instructed and placed the blender jar onto the motor unit that would swirl around the content. She started the blender and watched the whole spectacle move around inside the glass jar. 5 minutes later, all 4 women were again sitting around the table. All with their own glass of pudding, although Angelica did not really feel ‘hungry’ anymore. “Dig in, Slut! I’ve prepared all of this for you since 3 o’clock today, so the least you can do is to show some gratitude and commitment”, Janet said looking harshly at Angelica. As the dinner came to and end and all 4 women had consumed each their own meal, Janet looked at Mistress Anne in an attempt to gauge whether she has passed the ‘test’ she indirectly had been put to since this afternoon. Mistress Anne picked up on Janet’s questioning eyes and said: “I will give you that your mind is wicked. The whole spectacle you have put forth tonight is just plain mean, but I guess you have the inspiration from somewhere”, she said looking at Mistress Lin whom was sitting listing to the conversation. “Right - before we close this up and prepare for bed, I do have a single thing I want to validate with you”, Mistress Anne said looking at Janet. “According to Lola, you are now educated in punch fisting. That means that I will now punch fist your ass. I know you are void as you have just vacated your bowels into the blender for Angelica’s enjoyment. I’ll not be preparing you a lot for the fisting you are about to receive, nor do I expect a lot of resistance on your part. I expect to be able to punch my hand directly into you?”, Mistress Anne informed Janet. “As I was so satisfied by your whole dinner show tonight, I’ll give you a few minutes to lube up your asshole. However, in precisely 5 min. from now - the first blow from my closed fist will hit your sphincter, so get prepared”, she continued. Janet felt a bit perplex by this sudden change of scenery and mood. Suddenly, she was herself the docile and submissive part again. She had actually enjoying being on the dominant side of the table for some hours. 5 min. is soon, she thought to herself and hurried to pick up the lube she knew exactly where to find. Janet applied a generous amount of lube to her sphincter and made sure to push as much as possible into her rectum as well. She only too well knew what a punch fisting felt like. She went on all fours and placed her face to the floor. “Please, fist me”, Janet said looking towards Mistress Anne standing behind her. Mistress Anne clenched her fist and did not go slow. She punched her closed fist of her right hand directly at Janets waiting asshole. Janet felt an immediate jolt of pain in her ass by this sudden intrusion, but know too well not to complain. She bid her lip and held in a muffled moan as she felt her rectum being violated. Mistress Anne retracted her hand with an equally forceful pull making Janet feel her anus being left outside of her body as it had trouble letting go of the hand that had just been inside her. “That’s it”, Mistress Anne said. “I needed to confirm that you are able to receive a fisting at any time of the day. And also without a lot of preparation. A true anal-only girl is always available”, Mistress Anne said looking at Janets sewn pussy lips (thanks for Lola). “Get plugged for the night, girls”, Mistress Anne said.

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Continued Training Janet woke the following morning feeling very tired in her bottom. Luckily, she wore the tapered plug to prevent ‘accidents’ during night and also it helped her muscles remember their intended state. Furthermore, she somewhat knew that, even it was Lola who put it in her, it would work to her own benefit as she anticipated yet another round to be due with Lola later that day. Lola walked into Janets cell saying: “So, how is the butt feeling today? Screwed over and worn out?”. Janet nodded. “Good, that’s what I like to hear”, Lola responded. Janet got up from bed and was made very much aware of the plug in her asshole. She felt a need of going to the toilet and asked to be excused. “I know you have prior experience working as a toilet girl, so I expect that you do your thing and clean the plug yourself. And you do so using your tongue. There will be no cleaning using water or any other means. The tongue it is”, Lola said. In reality this was not needed, but Lola wanted to humiliate Janet as much as she possibly could and being given free reins with Janet, she took absolute advantage of that. “You know who will be on the receiving end of a punch fisting later today, right?”, Lola continued making Janet abide to her wishes. Janet went to the toilet in the cell and sat on the toilet seat. She reached behind her and started pulling on her plug. It immediately gave her flashback to the spiked dildos which had felt like they pulled her asshole outside her body. She had a little bit the same feeling now, as she pulled her own plug out of her ass. As the plug came free from its confines, it became visible to Janet why she needed the bathroom. The plug was soiled on the top clearly holding in feces in her rectum. One thing is eating the shit of another dominant person, another thing is being forced to eat your own. That last thing was extremely humiliating. Janet looked at Lola pleading to be allowed to clean the plug with water. “Get started, you slut”; Lola said. Janet held her breath and took the plug to her mouth. She started licking it clean and swallowed the elements on the plug leaving it clean and shiny in the end. “Well done, you little bitch. Now - back in with it if you are done emptying yourself. Remember, if I feel anything whilst I fist you today, I’ll scoop it up and you will be forced to eat that as well”, Lola said reassuringly looking at Janet. That threat was enough for Janet to make sure her bowels were emptied as much as possible. Janet finished her business which was actually not that difficult. Her sphincter somehow ‘remembered’ its intended current open state and had only closed a little during the night. This was of-course partly due to the plug being inserted the day before. “Today - after breakfast, we go back to the training facilities. We have great aspiration for today”, Lola said looking at Janet. Janet knew immediately what ‘great aspirations’ meant. Lola had said the other day: “You have one hole - I have two hands”, so it kind of was obvious what ‘aspirations’ meant. “See you at 10:00 in the training room. Don’t be late”, Lola said and walked out of Janet’s cell. Janet made sure to wear her plug as it helped her prepare for the upcoming fisting session at 10:00. She arrived a little to 10:00. She did not want to challenge her fate by being late. Lola was already waiting for her in the cell. “Hello, there you are”, she said. Lola was standing next to the leather bench Janet has been placed on the day before. “Hop on to your friend here again. You know the drill”, she said and padded the bench Janet has been strapped to before. “How are the pussy lips this morning?”, Lola asked as she witness Janet climb onto the bench. “They are tied together. They don’t move as freely as they did before you sewed them together”, Janet responded with poorly hidden sarcasm. “Well - I’m glad you like it”, Lola responded with the same level of sarcasm as Janet had just dished out. Like the day before - after being tied to the leather bench Janet felt her plug being pulled out. Next she felt the familiar feeling of being filled up with anal grease inside her asshole to coat it with slippery matter. Like the day before, Lola wanted Janet’s asshole to be unable to resist any entry. Forced or not. “So, are you ready for the warmup, slut?” Lola asked Janet. “As you come prepared today, I’ve chosen the 14 cm. dildo for starters” she told Janet. Lola had already mounted the large dildo on the fucking machine behind Janet. “See you in 40 minutes...”, she said, padded Janet on her right ass cheek and started the machine. Janet felt the relentless machine push the large dildo into her asshole which was greased up and therefore very slippery. No resistance what so ever was met apart from Janet’s anal muscles attempting to resist the intruder. Janet’s felt a short shot of pain as her sphincter was forced open by the invader. It did not last long before she felt the dildo being retracted from her asshole leaving her feeling empty again. It took only a couple of seconds before that feeling went away as the machine pushed the dildo back into Janet. Lola concluded that all was going to plan and left Janet to her own ‘enjoyment’. Lola knew what she had planned for Janet for today. As Lola returned to the tied down Janet, she saw a very open asshole letting the dildo move into it and not even attempting to close as the 14 cm. dildo was retracted. “I see your asshole likes the treatment”, she said to Janet with a little smile to herself. “I cannot feel where my asshole is anymore. I fear that it cannot close it?”, Janet responded. She had lost the feeling with her sphincter as it has kind of giving up on the idea of closing her hole. This was predominately due to the 40 min relentless assault on her hole by the 14 cm dildo. As it every time left her body, she felt her body being invaded every time again and again. “That is good to hear, my dear”, Lola responded. “That means you are ready for a good punch fisting from your favourite person in the world”, she continued. Lola stopped the machine and rolled it away from Janet and stood behind her. She was looking directly down at an open asshole that did not close anymore. An asshole that had grease flowing out of it and was extremely slippery and tired from the mechanical treatment it had endured. Lola did not even have to grease her hand and forearm, as Janets hole was overflowing with grease by itself. “Okay - here we go again”; Lola said as she pushed her right hand into Janets rectum. Janet noticed something going inside her, but he was literally unable to escape it in any way. She just received it. “We will be doing 15 min. again with a single fist”, Lola said. Janet kind of picked up on Lola’s use of the word ‘single fist’, indicating that something would be different today. Lola did her best to really punch her fist into the open hole leaving the walls of Janet’s rectum feel the power of her punches. She went all the way to her elbow trying to work out how far she could go without making Janet feel completely violated. A punch fisting did not have to be very deep, it was more about feeling the ‘punching’ experience. As Lola felt less and less resistance to her punching, she decided to give it a go with a double fist to Janet’s asshole. “As I said yesterday, you have one hole - I have two hands. Let’s see if we can make them fit, shall we”, Lola continued. Lola pulled out her hand, greased up her left forearm and hand, and interlocked her fingers making one big double fist with both her hands. Lola did not punch them directly into Janet without warning. Even Lola knew that there was a significant different between a single fist and then being double fisted in the same hole. Lola positioned her two hands at the entrance of Janet’s asshole pushing to make them enter. Janet moaned by the stretching sensation she felt. She was loose already having been subjected to first 40 min. of mechanical fucking only to be replaced by a single hand punch fisting to her asshole. But, accepting two hands was not easily done. Even for Janet. “Hmm - I’m sensing that this is not working today,” Lola said. “I’m disappointed with your progress”; she continued. “I have a plan for you to make this easier”, she promised Janet. Janet was not sure this in particular was something good to her, but was immediately happy with not having to endure two fists in her only remaining open hole right now. “Okay - we stop for today and we will continue tomorrow. I’ll leave you with a larger tapered plug to wear today and during night. It is larger than the one you had last night, but we are steadily increasing your size and tolerance for punching, so it all goes to plan”, Lola said. - - Two days later, Janet again woke early, this time feeling the tapered plug in her asshole being more present than the nights before. The plug she wore was larger and made sure to keep her sphincter at a larger diameter than the day before. This would prove to become very beneficial to Janet later that same day. She did her daily morning routine and arrived to the training cell at 10:00 where Lola was waiting for her. “Hello, little miss”, Lola said. “You know where to go”, she said and pointed to the leather bench in the cell. A leather bench Janet only knew too well. Janet climbed onto the bench and felt the familiar straps being tied around her ankles and wrists. “So - today we try something different. We have an aim for you of being able to accept a punch fisting in your asshole from two hands at the same time”, Lola said. “Today, you will wear a blindfold to add to the experience”. Janet was a bit confused. Why this secrecy all of a sudden? Janet was blindfolded and was completely unable to see anything. She felt the familiar grease being squirted into her asshole as Lola pulled out the plug Janet had arrived with. As Janet was blindfolded she of-course could not see anything, but her hearing was left intensified as she attempted to navigate the situation using her hearing only. What was that? Janet was sure she heard rather heavy foot steps from other people than just Lola. “Well - I promised you the other day that I had means of making you accept a double punch fisting. I have with me two well experienced women from our prison boxing team. They are both heavy-built butch lesbians with several years of experience in the ring. They are not going to be beating you up. At least not in the traditional sense”, Lola continued with a smile to her voice. “They both work out quite a lot and as such have an impressive punching power in their shoulders and back. To add to the experience, one is actually right handed whilst the other is left handed. Can you imagine what that means to you?, Lola asked Janet. “They will place themselves behind you on the corresponding side and will be throwing punches at your asshole which by now is oozing with grease. I doubt you will be able to resist any punch from any of them as they will be using the dominant hand to throw hard punches at your gaping ass.”, Lola informed Janet. “Hello there, little shit eater”, Janet heard a surprisingly deep voice behind her. It was one of the two boxers whom Janet was about to become very intimate with. “Neither myself nor Clarissa next to me care very much for lesbian sluts that eat shit”, the voice said. Janet immediately knew what she was alluding to, Janet had just left 1 week of toilet slave girl training the week before. “As such we find you being the lowest of the lowest to be honest, and we have no reservations throwing good punches at your little asshole. Which, might I add, does not look that small after all.”, Janet heard the deep voice say. They placed themselves behind Janet preparing for the task ahead of them. “What the fuck has happened to her pussy”, one of the boxers asked looking at Lola in bewilderment. Lola smiled at her, “She needed a little stitching as she is an anal-only girl. No worries - your focus is 2 cm. higher up today”. To calm Janet a bit, Lola added: “Don’t worry - you will not be receiving both hands at the same time. Clarissa and Anita here will take turns alternating their punches into your rectum. It will be hard, it will be fast and it will be relentless. When Clarissa pulls out her hand from your asshole, Anita will immediately follow up with a hard punch so you will fell a continuous ordeal in your sorry ass”, Lola said. “Last thing I wish to convey to you”, Lola said. “To your luck, they will not be wearing boxing gloves, but the punches will come bare-knuckled”. Janet thought to herself, “yeah - how the hells should I accommodate a boxing glove in my asshole, you bitch”. Luckily, she did not say that out loud so Lola could hear it. “Okay - let’s get the party going”, Lola said to the two heavy built fighters. “We start with 1 minute of alternating punching”. Janet braced herself for the oncoming assault she was about to receive. Janet saw stars as she felt the first blow being thrown at her asshole, as the right-handed boxer threw her closed fist into Janets asshole. The boxer immediately pulled out her hand from Janet’s asshole and Janet felt another blow from the other side being thrown into her asshole walls. It was very clear that the two boxers did not hold back, nor did they care a lot for Janets wellbeing. They found her revolting due to her actives the week before and just launched assault after assault on Janets by now completely open asshole. “Stop”, Lola said. “1 minute is up”. She walking in front of Janet to watch her facial expression. Janet had drool running from the corners of her mouth and was unable to articulate a full sentence nor put together 2 words. She had never felt a force like this being thrown into her asshole with such force. “Are you still there?”; Lola asked Janet moaned and said “no, no more, please”. Lola looked at her. “Well - I had planned for a couple of additional rounds for you, but I’m willing to trade that in for you receiving both my hands? My hands are smaller that Clarissa’s and Anita’s large hands, and you should be able to receive my two hands now as your asshole literally is left open like a bucket”, Lola said after having inspected Janet’s asshole. “Yes - I’ll do it”, Janet mumbled. ”Great, mission accomplished”, Lola said. “Thank you for your help, girls. It was a very welcome help for us here in the training room”. The two boxers looked at each other and said: “Is that all? Do we not get to punch fist her any more? We are far from tired nor done with the little shit sluts sorry asshole, even it does not close anymore”, Anita said. “Yes - I’m sorry,” Lola responded. “This is it for today, but we will see each other next time I’m in need of your impressive punches”. “Sure”, they both said and started to walk out. “Okay - Janet, now is the moment of truth. Here we go with a double fisting of your asshole”. This is your graduation of the punch fisting training”, Lola said with excitement in her voice. She greased her forearms to ensure an easy entry and folded her hands making one big two-hand fist. She pointed it as Janet’s entrance and started pushing into her.

So, the story chapters developed in a different direction than planned. The chronological chapter sequence is: Janet, Mary and their Mistress (This holds the start of the prison series) Introduction Prison arrival Morning A-Team, training day 1 A-Team, orientation A-Team, engine room Back in the cell A-Team, 5 weeks later The dedicated Prison series The competition The day after Mistress Lin Lola, the preparation Lola, the first training

Punch fisting education Janet was still strapped to the chair as Lola returned to the cell. “So - how are we feeling?”, she asked Janet. “The bleeding has stopped and you have not pushed out your spiked friend yet”, she said. Janet looked between her legs witnessing Lola walking towards her. Janet was feeling a bit angry with Lola as she now knew that the decision to sew together her pussy was entirely Lola’s idea. “Some kind of retaliation, for sure!”; Janet said to Lola. “Yes - you beat me in the competition. So some form of pay-back was due, I think. No worries though, you will not be using that pussy for a long time anyway. Our intense focus will be your dilated asshole from today and the next 6 days. Every day, you will be ‘massaged’ in that hole by my hands, so no worries, slut”, Janet heard Lola’s response. Lola went to free Janet from the straps holding her down to the chair. “Come over here”, she said pointing to a bench where Janet would be placed with her legs spread, resting her body straddling a centre pillow and placed on all 4. Janet knew that type of bench already, as it was a well-known way of securing a slave face down on all fours with her butt sticking out and with no means of escape. Janet straddled the bench and leant forward letting her body rest on the centre piece. Her ams and legs were again secured making her unable to escape the position she was put in. She was somewhat positioned like a horse on a bench, exposing her asshole (and newly closed pussy) to whomever was behind her. She mentally braced herself in the anticipation of what was about to happen to her. “So - the focus for you is not fisting per se. We know you can do that. The focus is to be able to receive a brutal, relentless and forceful punch anal fisting session. This was part of the competition some weeks back, but you never got to experience that as you passed out after having won over me! You stupid slut. You are not aware what that meant to me as I lost the dilation competition to you”, Lola continued. Janet felt a little bid of satisfaction learning that Lola had seemingly been ‘educated’ as a result of her loosing the competition. The satisfaction lasted only short though, as Janet now knew that she herself would feel the rage of Lola whom was eager to achieve some level of revenge on Janet. “Right - let’s begin” Lola said. She went to find a table on wheels which Janet learned had quite a number of handle-equipped dildos. “These are for your warm-up”, Lola said. “They are familiar to you already as they are the same type Mistress Lin ravaged you with last week, when you did not satisfy her. Lola showed Janet the 10-12-14-15 cm dildos equipped with a saw-like handle on the end allowing Lola to perform the saw-like motion into Janet’s asshole. “Don’t worry - this is just to warm you up. My closed fist will end the scenario today. However - I have two fists and you have only one hole left, dear - so I wonder if you can imagine what that means to you?”; Lola asked. Janet was perfectly aware of what that would mean. It did not require a high IQ to figure that out. “You bitch”, Janet spurted out. “You chose to sew shut my pussy lips 3 hours ago, so it is you who have decided that I need to accept two hands in my asshole. This is not something that was planned by Mistress Anne, but rather this was entirely your doing”, Janet continued in frustration knowing she was tied down and completely at the mercy of the anal slut she had beaten in the competition. “Touché”, Lola responded. “You have got that completely right. You are not entirely as dumb as you look”. With that - Janet felt lotion being applied to her asshole after the spiked dildo was extracted. Not only was lotion applied to her asshole; it was squirted directly into her asshole in a significant amount. “I’ve been kind to you and coated you up pretty well”, Lola said. “Not because I like you, but because it makes the punching go a lot easier. It simply allows the hand to slide directly into your rectum without significant resistance as your muscles will be unable to stop the entry. The sphincter and walls are simply too slippery for that. On top of that - I’ll be wearing your muscles out”, Lola informed Janet. Janet felt lotion starting to ooze out of her asshole. She knew that there would be plenty more of that for the next hours of the training she was about to endure. Lola took the 12 cm. dildo in her right hand and started pushing it into Janet’s displayed asshole. It went in quite easily, with little resistance. The aim for Lola was to wear out the sphincter muscle to prevent the hole from closing up. She would spend close to 40 min. on tiring the muscle to ultimately gain a ‘cave’ she could repeatedly visit. As Lola did not want to keep going back/forth for 30 minutes by herself, she wheeled a machine closer to her tied down victim. “As I’m going to wear out your muscles, I need help for this”, she said. “I’m placing a heavy fucking machine behind you. This I’ll equip with the 12 cm. diameter dildo and let it have a go at you for the next 20 minutes. When I observe your hole no longer closes up, we will upgrade to a new diameter and repeat the process”; Lola informed Janet. Janet felt a large dildo enter her slippery asshole. She had had larger things in her ass before, but that was more for keeping the dilation. She did not really have experience in the repeated and relentless motion of a machine going back/forth in her ass with the declared aim of tiring out her muscles. Janet felt the machine push the dildo into her, only to retract the dildo from her again. Lola had made sure the distance from the machine to Janets asshole was exactly far enough from each other that the dildo would leave her asshole on every retraction, only to open it up again when it reverted the motion. Also, it allowed Lola to gauge the response of the sphincter of Janet. She would increase the diameter when Janet’s sphincter failed to close. Janet felt her body being ravaged with the machine going into her only to pull out the dildo from her asshole. As the dildo went into her, she could feel her labia being stretched in a new way. Not that the dildo was near her pussy, but the whole movement in that area made her feel her pussy in a different way from what she was used to. Lola set her watch to 14 minutes and went away. As the watch later beeped, she returned to Janet to observe how Janet’s sphincter was responding to the repeated assault. Lola was met with a hole that did no longer close when the dildo was extracted from her asshole. “Oh - I see you have begun feeling a bit worn out”, she said to Janet whom was feeling mentally drained as well being on the receiving end of the machine. “Let’s upgrade you to the next level”, Lola continued. She mounted the 14 cm. diameter dildo on the machine and positioned it the same place as the other dildo. Janet again felt a large object enter her body and felt for sure the increase in size Lola just graced her with. As Lola again had made sure to place the machine so the dildo left Janets asshole only to enter it again, Janet felt herself being violated again and again by the machine. One thing was to have a dildo go back/forth in her ass, but when if left the body, it felt as if she started the process again and again. Her hole felt increasingly tired and she felt lotion dripping out of her hole continuously now. “I’m no longer able to close my asshole”, she realised in her head. “Fucking bitch, you are wearing me out completely, I’ll need to be wearing a diaper if I’m unable to close up my asshole”, she said to Lola in a distressed voice. “Yes - that is kind of the whole idea, you dumb slut. You hole will be left continuously open and, no you will not need a diaper, but you will be needing a plug in your ass tonight. For two reasons - as you said you need it to prevent leakage, but also to keep your dimensions intact when we get there. There is a day tomorrow remember, and we do not want to start over again every day”, Lola responded. Lola let Janet run on the machine for another 20 minutes and came back to see how her sphincter was responding. To Lola’s satisfaction, the sphincter of Janet did not close at all now. It just kept an open state and allowed lotion oozing out of her hole dripping onto the bench she was tied to. Janet had her eyes closed and had succumbed to the whole ordeal. She did not object nor did she complain about anything. She just lay there accepting the repeated 14 cm. dildo going into her rear hole. Again and again. “So - 20 min is up. I can see you are ready for the punching now”, Lola informed Janet. Janet was kind of in a state of being indifferent to it all. Lola stopped the machine and pulled it away. She placed herself behind Janet watching the open case of her asshole. “Try to close your asshole, Janet”, Lola said. “I’m trying to, but I cannot close it. I don’t feel it anymore or have control of it anymore”, Janet responded. “I like to hear it,” Lola said with satisfaction. “This means you will be unable to stop the repeated fisting you are now going to receive”. With that - Lola greased her hand and forearm in lotion and made a closed fist of her hand. “Here we go!”, she said. Janet felt something enter her rapidly. It felt different from the dildo she had just spent 20 min with, and it felt like a live thing in contrast to the rubber feeling of a dildo. She realised she was actually being fisted in her ass, but being unable to prevent it at all. Her sphincter no longer being able to close, she just rested and let it happen. Lola repeatedly punched her closed fist of her right hand into the “bucket cunt” being Janet’s asshole. She felt very little resistance and made an effort to punch brutally. She still held a bit of resentment towards Janet due to the ‘education’ she herself had received as a result of Janet winning the dilation competition. She made sure to punch deep and to retract the arm from her victim with the same strength and effort as when pushing it into her. After Janet had been punched in her asshole for 15 minutes, Lola started to feel a bit of wearing out herself. “So, today we stop with one arm. We have a day tomorrow as well”, she said. “I’ll plug you with a tapered plug to prevent you leaking everywhere you walk as you are unable to close your hole currently”. Janet could hardly feel the said plug being inserted into her, she was just too tired to feel anything.

Warning: If you don't like BDSM - do not read this chapter. Punch fisting preparation Mistress Anne looked at Janet. “You are aware that you beat my best anal slut, Lola last week?”, Mistress Anne asked Janet rhetorically. “Yes - I did my best”, Janet responded with a cheeky remark. Mistress Anne did not pick up particularly positive on that ‘funny remark’, but continued her instructions to Janet. “As a result of you beating Lola in the dilation discipline, I’ve decided to let her reclaim some level of satisfaction with you” “Lola has been given the assignment of teaching you anal punch fisting. It will make you a really well-rounded and versatile slave as you will be capable of both functioning as a toilet girl when needed, but also as a receptacle of hard fisting. We already know your anal skills are superior, so I don’t think you will have problems with the size of a female fist. What you will have concerns about might be the rapid movement of a fist being punched into and out of your asshole repeatedly. I know you did not like in particular when Mistress Lin punished you with the spiked dildos, but perhaps this can make you appreciate the in/out motion your whole system will feel as you are educated?”, Mistress Anne concluded. Janet was to some extent relieved that she was now seemingly done with the most foul education she had to endure during her education in Cellblock B, but was now to be subject to a discipline that was not entire unfamiliar to her. Not that she bad been punch fisted per se, but she was used to having large objects insert into her asshole. “Say hi to Lola”, Mistress Anne said as Lola entered the cell. Janet turned around, and saw the woman she had been competing with during the prison competition 2 weeks ago. Janet had not met her since, as Mistress Anne deliberately had kept them apart. She would not even let Lola use Janet as a toilet during Janets toilet training week which would have been a welcome way for Lola to claim some form of revenge on Janet. “I see you are here”, Lola said looking at Janet. “I’ve been looking forward to punishing your asshole since last week and have honestly devised a devilish plan for you”, Lola said with a sense of satisfaction as she knew that she had been given free reins with her new ‘pupil’. Janet was not sure this would end well for her, but given her position, she did not really have a say in the matter. “Come my little slut”; Lola said and motioned Janet to follow her down the hall way. Janet still wearing a spiked dildo in her asshole as all slave girls were instructed, followed Lola and tried to keep up with her. “We will be going to a special education area in this cellblock”, Lola said with conviction. “I know you have been taking part in the A-team education. How else would you have beaten me?”. “This is somewhat similar to that education, but there will of course be some adjustments made. Primarily, because I say so. I’ve been given completely free reins with you, and you will as a result of that be trying out new things that we are starting to introduce”, Lola said and motioned Janet into a cell on their right. Inside the cell, the first thing Janet saw was a chair similar to the one you find at a gynaecologist office. “Hop up,” Lola said and padded the chair. Janet was feeling a bit uneasy about it all and was not sure what to think. It had been years since she had had something inside her pussy as all activity was centred aroun her asshole these days. “Place your feet in the stirrups”, Janet was instructed. Janet did as told and next felt her wrists and her ankles being tied down with tight straps. Lastly, she felt a strap being tightened around her waist making in completely and utterly impossible for her to move her body. “Now - we all know you are an anal-only girl”, Lola said looking at Janet and tapped the spiked dildo sticking out of her asshole. “So, to make sure no one uses your original woman hole, but focuses their attention on the hole we all know you like; I’m going to make some adjustments to it”, she said and reached behind her gripping a set of suture needles and surgeon thread. Janet looked in fear at what was happening between her legs only too well having figured out what was about to happen. “Yes - you have already worked it out, I see”, Lola said looking Janet in the eyes with a devilish satisfaction. “Correct - I’m going to sew together your pussy lips to make sure that hole is not used”. You will really be an anal-only slut from now on. No one will be able to use your pussy for anything, but will be forced to use your asshole in the future. Of-course, I’ll leave room for the necessary function of your pussy, you are a woman still, but only period and urine will be allowed to leave your pussy lips in the future. Nothing is going the other way”, Lola said with a triumphant smile. “I think you should be appreciative of your spiked friend here as that will help you keep your focus on other things than your labia”, Lola said pushing the spiked dildo a little bit into Janet only to pull it back out again. The motion again gripped Janets asshole and made her feel the motion very explicitly. “Hold on to the sides of the table as I clamp your pussy lips with these surgical clamps”, Lola said and collected Janet’s outer lips with her left hand. Next Janet felt it like clothes pins were added to her pussy making the lips meet. Lola looked at her handy work as she finished the clamping preparation of Janet’s pussy. “Wow - that looks really like a literal slit now. Not much gaping anywhere. It’s like you are young again, you little slut”, she told Janet. Next - the most painful experience Janet had felt in a long time started. Lola pushed the needle through Janet’s pussy lips and made sure they were all aligned. She continued to sew the lips together leaving as promised a little gap midway to allow for Janet’s normal female functions. Finally, Lola ended up closest to Janets asshole with the needle. “Should we close up your asshole as well with this needle”, she asked jokingly looking at Janet. Janet looked in desperation at Lola, “No, please don’t!” she yelled out. “We can always punch it back open again”, Lola responded with a devilish grin. Janet was in a state of chock. She knew she was completely at the mercy of Lola as she was being strapped down to the chair and could not do a lot to prevent it from happening. “No - don’t worry, I’m only joking. Of course I’ll not close up your asshole. That’s the hole we will be working with for the coming week. We only want to close up what we do not need, and that is your pussy hole.” Lola responded with a grin. Janet felt the thread being tightened closest to her asshole and felt her pussy lips now being shut. Her pussy was now to no use apart from the small gap in the middle. “That looks good”, Lola said admiring her handy work she had just done on Janet and sat back to get the full view. She was looking at a pussy slit being completely closed and the base of a dildo sticking out of the asshole 2 cm. further down from that tightly sewn pussy. A few drops of blood trailed from the pussy lips towards Janet’s asshole, but not a lot. “This is the treatment we are starting to give all of our anal girls here in the block”, Lola said. “We prefer to keep focus here”, she continued. Janet laid back and attempted to comprehend what had just happened to her. She had never in her life considered that her pussy would be sewn shut and become unusable to her. “So - I’ll give you 3 hours to yourself to get to terms with what has happened to you. I’ve applied some sanitary lotion to your pussy lips to keep you healthy and intact. After all - we will be ‘going to town’ 2 cm. further down, so we want you to be in tip-top shape before we start later today. See you in 3 hours from now”, Lola said to Janet and left her to herself in the gynaecologist chair.

well - the saga continues: Warning. If you don't appreciate scat, don't read this chapter. Mistress Lin “Obviously, the first thing you will need is to become very familiar with your centre of attention for the foreseeable future. Get on the floor on your back and look at the ceiling”, Mistress Lin instructed Janet. Janet went to the floor and waited for what would happen next. She was reminded of the spiked dildo still in her ass as she laid herself down on the floor. It was for sure very present to her, both due to the size and the spikes, but perhaps more due to the current violated status of her rectum. The numbing effect of the lotion applied was starting to wear off a bit, making the spikes became more pronounced. This would however not last long, as her attention soon would be focused elsewhere. Mistress Lin squatted over Janets face. Janet could see directly into the two dark holes 10 cm. above her face. “I’m going to hydrate you now”, Janet heard Mistress Lin say. She began to piss directly into Janets face and mouth. “If you do not drink it all, I can assure you that your asshole will feel my wreath”. Janet being sore was fearing the consequences of those words and she did her best to move her mouth and catch as much as possible of the somewhat salty piss of Mistress Lin. Janet had done this before and was able to swallow most whilst lying on her back. “Okay, this is accepted”, Mistress Lin said looking down at Janet and at the state of her face. Janet had managed to catch the majority of the piss and had also swallowed it quickly. “I see some potential in you”, Mistress Lin announced with satisfaction in her voice. “You will be nicknamed ‘Little Miss Toilet’ from now on as your primary function is being a toilet slave in this cell”, Mistress Lin continued. “Come here”, Mistress Lin said. “You will be placed underneath this toilet chair from now on”, she said and pointed to a contraception in the corner of the cell. Janet crawled towards the corner of the cell and placed herself the obvious place underneath the toilet seat. Mistress Lin found a funnel to insert into Janets mouth when needed that would make sure nothing would to go waste, but would actually end up in Janets mouth. “This funnel will be used when you are ‘operational’”, Mistress Lin announced looking down at Janet who still had the 12 cm. spiked dildo inside her asshole. “You everyday will actually be somewhat doll, unless you consider being locked underneath a toilet being fun”, Mistress Lin said. “You will always be plugged to give you a sense of ‘fullness’ in your asshole, but our joint focus is to educate your mouth and taste buds. The dildo in your ass is just because I know it hurts you so well”, Mistress Lin said with a smile. “I’m sadistic by nature and know how to torment a slave girl, so be prepared for some experiences along the way”. Janet was left to herself to take in her new reality. All of a sudden she found herself being an anally dilated toilet girl lying underneath a toilet seat only to be used as the most humiliating object of all: Serving as the toilet to all the users of the cell’s toilet chair. “Janet - I know you find it a bit doll just lying there and expect only to have attention when I am in need of you. To make sure this does not happen, it has been announced to the entire block before you came, that you have arrived and also what is your first assignment and training regimen. The bitches from the other cells in the block are invited to come and use you when they need to. Obviously, there is a financial transaction to this, but don’t worry - it will not be of your concern. Your concern is to be a good toilet. If you turn out not living up to my expectations; I can guarantee you that I’ll help motivate you. Remember, what is in your ass? If I pull that out and push it back in rather rapidly, I can assure you that you will feel it. The spikes have a tendency of ‘gripping’ the rectum walls when yanked out and also when brutally pushed in”. Mistress Lin smiled. Janet somehow did not have reasons to question these statements. Right now - the spikes just sat there keeping her rectum walls dilated internally making it feel as if she had needles parked inside her asshole pressing outwards. The spikes were rubber, so nothing serious would happen in reality, but that did not diminish the feeling Janet was left with. Far from. Janet did not have to wait long to be visited by the first guest as a woman came into the cell. She talked briefly with Mistress Lin, surrendered some cash and then walked towards Janet. She did not speak to her at all (who speaks to a toilet?), but merely sat on the chair. The woman’s body was 10 cm. from Janets face who starred directly into a hairy muff. Janet could sense the warmth and the smell of the hairy woman which was not exclusively pleasant, but Janet did not really have a choice in the matter. Did she not perform - her rectum walls would pay the price. She knew that. The woman slid a bit backwards and started pissing into Janets mouth. Janet did her best to catch it all and swallow it as much as she could. The thought of the consequences were still very present in her mind. The woman looked down between her legs and showed some level of satisfaction by Janet’s performance. “She is no novice to the art”, she said with a smile to Mistress Lin. “Okay - here comes the main course”, the woman said and slid forward. Janet witnessed the sphincter of the woman starting to pulse and slowly open, only to close up again. Janet could see something brown emerging behind the closed rose being the woman’s asshole and she only hoped it was a small amount. She knew the perspective she was looking into if this had been announced to the entire cell block. There would be a lot of woman coming to visit her during the next hours. The woman’s sphincter started opening again and a brown piece started to present itself close to Janets face. Janet moved her mouth so she could catch the shit about to fall into her face. Again - she did not dare the consequences of failing Mistress Lin. Janet felt the piece of shit drop into her mouth and tasted the distinct taste shit has all over her mouth. She knew from experience that each woman tastes differently, and this one was not completely revolting. She looked at Mistress Lin through the corner of her eye, who was witnessing the entire scenario and she started chewing on the shit to make room for more. Janet managed to swallow the shit in two attempts and keep her mouth open for more. The woman looked down at Janet with an impressed face. “I am kind of liking ‘Little Miss Toilet’ here more and more”, she said with satisfaction. “I’m for sure going to let the word travel that we have a natural here”, she said. The woman stood up from the toilet chair and wiped her asshole with a piece of toilet paper. She walked out. “Well - you just saved your asshole from a thorough violation, Little Miss Toilet”, Mistress Lin said. “As long as you perform like this every time you are called upon, your ass will be left intact”, she told Janet. After Janet had serviced 5 woman during that evening, she was starting to feel a bit sick from all the shit she had consumed. Mistress Lin looked at her, “Don’t you dare to throw up. This is part of your education and I can assure you, do you throw up - not only will you eat that back again, but your asshole will receive a beating you will remember. For a week!”. The next woman who paid the price of shitting on Janet, arrived to the cell. Janet heard her say, “I’m sorry, I’m feeling a bit ‘funny’ today in my bowels. It has been like this since morning, and I’m kind of having a ‘loose’ feeling in my stomach”, she told Mistress Lin. “No problem, dear - little Miss Toilet here needs to learn to swallow diarhrea as well, so she tries different things. All parts of her education”, Mistress Lin continued with a smile. Janet already feeling sick started to worry a lot as she overheard the conversation. She had never been on the receiving end of a ‘runny stomach’ and feared for the experience. The woman sat on the seat and almost immediately she started letting go and exploded. Janet felt a wet liquid all over her face and the sound of the diarrhea being expelled was simply just too much for Janet. She puked and felt her face being covered in a warm mix of her own puke and the woman’s diarrhea shooting all over her face. Janet puked again and her face was completely covered in a foul mix of shit and vomit. “I do not want to continue with this!”, Janet yelled out, spitting the content in her mouth out. “You are free to go”, Mistress Lin said to the woman who was sitting on the toilet chair. “I think I need to have a little discussion with Miss Toilet here about her performance and her behaviour. This is not acceptable”, Mistress Lin concluded. The woman stood up, wiped her asshole, pulled up her pants and walked out looking a bit guilty about it all. Mistress Lin looked at Janet with an angry face. “I did warn you, you little slut. If you fail me, there will be a price to pay”. Whilst Janet was just laying there attempting to get to grips with herself being covered in all kinds of filthy fluids, Mistress Lin walked over to a closet by the cell wall and took out a heavy-duty handle that allowed for a really steady grip. The handle had a threaded pin that could be screwed into something. She walked back to Janet whom was still lying on her back. “Get out from there and get on your knees”, Mistress Lin yelled. “You will eat all that filth you just spewed out”. Janet crawled out and got on hands and knees with her face to the floor. That made her butt stick up in the air. “You concentrate on the task I’ve assigned to you”, Mistress Lin barked. As Janet started lapping up the slurry on the floor, she felt Mistress Lin take hold of the spiked dildo she had in her asshole. Little did Janet know, but the dildo had a threaded hole inside it allowing for the heavy duty handle to be screwed onto the dildo. What Janet was faced with right now was: she was face down, butt up and a 12 cm. dildo in her asshole. The dildo had heavy grit spikes along the length of the entire dildo and finally she had Mistress Lin now holding on to a handle that was screwed into the dildo in her ass. Effectively, Janet was at the mercy of Mistress Lin. Unfortunately for Janet, she had been given the “short end” of the stick in this set up. “While you eat this shit mix on the floor, I’m going to ram this back and forth in your tender asshole. I’ll stop when I feel you are done eating the diarrhea and vomit you have in front of you. I do not care if this takes you 2 min. or 15 min. I’m stopping when I fell you are done and the floor is clean again. When one arm grows tired, I have one more”, she promised Janet. With those words, Mistress Lin started pushing the spiked dildo into Janets asshole and pulling it back out in a rough and unforgiving manner. Janet knew this feeling as she had been punished the same way in her previous cell by her previous Mistress Amalie, but that was not with a spiked dildo per se. Rather, it was s milder version as the dildo at the time was studded with small points that ‘massaged’ the rectum. The one she was subjected to now was a heavy grit torture dildo that ripped the asshole every time it was pushed and pulled in and out of Janet’s sore hole. Janet was in pain. She felt as if her sore asshole walls were pulled out of her body every time Mistress Lin forcefully retracted the dildo. As she had promised, the spikes had a tendency to “grip” the wall of a person’s asshole only accentuating the feeling. It was very far from pleasant. Even Janet liked anal sex, she did not like being treated as if her hole was ripped outside of her body. The feeling was no different every time Mistress Lin put full her weight behind it, and pushed the dildo back into Janet. Again - the rim of her asshole was pushed into her body by the spikes on the dildo. “The sooner you are done - the sooner this is over, Little Miss Toilet”, Mistress Lin announced as she enjoyed Janets moans and obvious discomfort from the whole ordeal. Mistress Lin got off herself on bringing pain to her subjects and enjoying the ravaging she currently did to Janet. Janet saw only one way for this to stop and sucked as much slurry into her mouth as possible. It was very displeasing to have to suck this into her, but so was the current feeling in her asshole. Mistress Lin was serious when she said that she would not back off until Janet was done with the task she was given. “I’m starting to get tired in my arm, Little Miss Toilet. I’ll now shift to the other arm and I will not reduce the exercise until you are done”, Janet heard from a distance. Janet was going into the pain induced mental state called sub-space, where you loose sense of the outside world, but just accept what is happening to you. Janet managed to suck all liquid off the floor and started licking the floor with her tongue to clean it. “I see you are done, Little Miss Toilet”, Mistress Lin said. “Very well - you now are made aware of the consequences of not performing to my standards. You obviously have met your breaking point today in terms of consumption, so we will have to work on that in the future. A proper toilet slave will consume what ever is put into its mouth and will consume without complaining nor struggling”, Mistress Lin continued. “To help you not do this again in the future; I’m going to retract this dildo from your asshole now. I’ll replace it with a similar version, although the new one will have some ‘gimmicks’ up its sleeve to help you not forget why you are here.”, Mistress Lin said looking at Janet whom was still on her knees. As Mistress Lin retracted the dildo, Janet felt again the pulling out of her sphincter from her body. As it left her hole, she felt an enormous relief and an enormous feeling of emptiness. “Now - you lay back into your position on your back and get used to the view. You will be here for the rest of the week practising consuming matters”, Mistress Lin said. Janet was covered with a blanket to not be cold and was left there for the night, looking up from inside a toilet chair and could see the ceiling through the toilet seat. “Well - this is what I’m reduced to now”, she thought to herself. She felt Mistress Lin position a new spiked dildo to her asshole; a dildo that felt different from the one she just had had in her asshole. The new one had a more metallic feel to it and for good reasons; the spikes on this dildo were not rubber, but were indeed metal spikes able to conduct a low current to the rectum of the wearer. It also allowed for shocking the wearer if needed to motivate her to do her job. Mistress Lin attached two electric wires to the dildo and showed Janet the control box of the contraption. “So - this is your new ‘friend’. It will tingle or shock you depending on the amount of voltage and current I’m applying. As you most likely can guess by now, if you perform to my expectations only a nice tingling feeling will be yours, if you fail to live up to expectations; it will not be so ‘tingly’ for you”, Mistress Lin smiled back at Janet through the toilet seat. Janet felt as if her rectum had a life on its own. It was mistreated, violated and simply worn out over the duration of the last 2 days. First, she broke it with a dilation record of 17 cm; next she was ravaged with a spiked dildo because she failed to follow Mistress Lin toilet training regime, and now she was left with an electrified dildo inside her rectum. She for sure knew how she could resort to only a pleasant tingling feeling and she would do her best to achieve that. Janet placed on the floor with the electrified dildo in her ass and the blanket over her, managed to doze off during the night. She was still under the toilet chair and was awaken by either Mistress Lin or by Mistress Anne when they needed to use the toilet during the night. The wake up was not a gentle pad on the cheek as done to a normal person; but rather a tingling sensation in Janet’s rectum that increased the intensity till she woke up and started moaning. “When you are able to moan - that means your mouth is open”; Janet heard someone said. Mistress Anne looked down at Janet through the toilet seat. “I see you have been equipped with the ‘motivator’ for the upcoming days. You failed Mistress Lin I’ve heard, so this is all your own fault”, she said. “Open up”, Mistress Anne continued and started pissing into Janet’s mouth. Janet did her best to just open her throat and let the warm piss flow into her mouth and stomach. As long as it was only piss, it was an easy job for her to keep up. Mistress Anne got up and went to her bunk bed as she was done. Janet was able to fall asleep again only to be woken up around 8 by the now familiar ‘tingling’ feeling inside her. Mistress Lin was sitting above her on the toilet chair, and as Janet opened her eyes she was looking directly into the two holes of her asian Mistress. “I normally need to use the bathroom in the mornings”, Mistress Lin said. “Open up - and I’ll give you something to chew on”. Janet opened her mouth, knowing only too well what the electricity would do if she didn’t, and felt a solid matter drop onto her tongue. “Now - you eat this and I do not want to hear any complaining on your part”, Janet heard her say and saw Mistress Lin hold the command box in her hand. “As you are being trained to be a good toilet slut; you will be on a special diet for the next 2 weeks. Obviously, you cannot survive solely on eating shit, but you will be given a special mix of normal food blended with shit to help educate your tongue. I told you - you will end up where you crave shit in the morning rather than toast. We are not there yet, but we are progressing”, Mistress Lin said. As Janet swallowed that she had in her mouth, she felt hungry. She had not had any decent food since her arrival to the new cell yesterday and now she was again eating plain shit from the female mistress sitting on top of her. “I’ll instruct one of the girls to bring some breakfast cereal to the cell”, Mistress Lin said. 20 min. later, a girl came into the cell with a bowl of cereal and milk in her hands. It was 08:45 and still morning. “Do you already take a shit this morning?”, Mistress Lin asked looking at the girl bringing the breakfast. “Well - I just had my coffee, so actually I need to” she responded. “We have a place for you to do that”; Mistress Lin said and pointed to the blender located on the table in the cell. The girl went to the table and took the blender jar with her right hand and placed it on the floor. Janet watched as the girl defecated into the jar covering the bottom of the glass jar. Mistress Lin took the jar and poured the cereal and milk into it. “See, my friend - this is what we are preparing for you in order for you to have some nutrition. I’m now adding some fruits and some protein powder to help keep you on your toes”, Mistress Lin said and looked at Janet smiling. Janet watched as the blender was started and swirling around the contents making it into a brownish slurry that she was to consume. “I’ve used this diet on many slave girls over the years”; Mistress Lin said. “They all learn to like it at some point”, she continued looking at Janet in a promising way… 1 weeks later Janet was again awakened in the morning by the jolts in her rectum, knowing only too well what that meant for her. She was again finding herself on the floor on her back looking directly into the ceiling through a toilet seat. She had now been subject to this regime created by Mistress Lin for 1 week and was beginning to get into the routine. She knew that shit was the first thing she would see when she woke up and surely enough, as she opened her eyes - she looked directly into a familiar set of holes of an asian lady sitting above her. “Open up”, Janet heard. It was actually not needed anymore as she did so by herself by now and she quickly swallowed the gifts offered to her. No complaints and no moaning on her part. During the day - she still functioned as the receptacle for the woman on the cell block as per the usual arrangement. The women would come by the cell, pay a fee and be using Janet for their needs. “I see you have stopped complaining about your situation”, Mistress Lin said. “Are we beginning to see a docile Little Miss Toilet already?”, she asked looking down at Janet. “Yes - I am a fully functional human toilet”, Janet responded with conviction in her voice. “I’m here to serve my superior mistresses and will accept what ever is presented to me”, she continued. “Very good, I like the way this is going”, Mistress Lin responded with satisfaction in her voice. “In that case - I have a final test for you to prove your worth and your skills. I’ll ask 4 girls to come by later today to challenge you”, Mistress Lin said. She went to the closet by the wall, and took out a contraption consisting of a tube where Janets mouth obviously would be. The tube was connected with 4 other individual tubes each having with their own funnel allowing a girl to squat over this funnel and pee into it. Each funnel was connected to a tube at the bottom that ended in a joining container in the centre. From the bottom of that centre container, Janet’s own tube was attached and was to go into her mouth. Effectively, this allowed 4 girls to piss into her mouth simultaneously and Janet would have to work hard to not spill anything, as she all too well knew the consequences of not following Mistress Lin’s orders. Mistress Lin prepared the familiar diet for Janet and allowed her to drink the slurry Janet by now had learned to appreciate. Around noon that same day, the promised 4 women arrived to the cell. Mistress Lin greeted them and told them to prepare themselves to deliver a good amount of liquids for her Little Miss Toilet. “Toilet - if you manage to receive this and not spill a drop, not only will you asshole be spared today, but you will also graduate from my training” Mistress Lin said looking at Janet on the floor. “Place yourself in the centre of the cell and take the tube into your mouth”, Janet heard her Mistress say. Janet did as instructed, placed herself on the floor and took the tube into her mouth looking directly at the centre container above it. Janet witnessed the girls beginning to pee into each their own funnel, and saw the piss run into the centre container above her tube. She felt the familiar warm liquid enter her mouth shortly after. Janet had drunk piss before obviously, but not nearly the amount of liquid at one time she was now facing. Janet swallowed and swallowed the seemingly endless amount of piss above her. She was looking at 3-4 L. of piss entering her and it was no easy task. The girls had been instructed to hold themselves and not pee in the morning, to make sure they would be able to deliver a decent amount to Mistress Lin’s toilet slave. They all let go full scale and pissed each a lot of piss into the container. The container actually overflowed at one point making some of the piss run back into the attached tubes. Mistress Lin cleared her throat making Janet indirectly understand that she was not being impressed by Janet’s performance right now. Janet heard that and quickly increased her effort as she did not want to receive another ravaging of her asshole. It was a very painful experience for her last time that happened. The girls one by one finished pissing and wiped their pussies. “You are welcome to leave as you finish pissing”, Mistress Lin said. The centre container still had liquid inside it, as the last girl left the cell and Janet struggled to swallow the last contents of the container given she had been drinking piss non-stop for now 5-10 min. Janet felt the tingling sensation in her ass increase and watched Mistress Lin stand with the control unit in her hand, looking at her with her eyebrows raised. Janet only knew where that dial would end if she did not consume, so she increased her effort to swallow the whole container content. Finally, a sound of an empty vessel was heard and Janet just lay there feeling very bloated from having drunk 4 L. of piss in one go almost. The tingling feeling in her ass subsided and she was left to regain her composure after the ordeal she had just been through. “Well done”, Janet heard Mistress Anne voice some moments later. “I understand you are done with the toilet training from Mistress Lin. You are now a fully functional toilet girl that is capable of consuming what is presented to you”, Mistress Anne continued. Janet was on her knees looking at Mistress Anne and Mistress Lin in combination. “That is very nice to hear, my dear. You are now up for the next education step in your journey to be a slave girl in my harem”, Mistress Anne said to Janet looking at her on her knees.

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After Janets participation in the dilation competition, she was actually not able to walk by herself. She felt ‘violated’ in her lower body and having had a 17 cm. diameter dildo in her ass during the day, this made only absolute sense. She was helped to the cell on a stretcher by two helpers. With the help of her fellow inmate Mariya, Janet was gently helped to the bed and covered with the blanket that made it for a duvet in the prison. “Wow, Janet!”, Mariya uttered looking at her with an impressed face. “I hear you won the completion today? Show me what your asshole looks like now…”. Janet turned over to her left side and pulled on her right ass cheek to reveal the resulting state of her battered anus. Mariya was met with a gaping asshole that seemingly still was in the state of being unable to close completely. Some streaks of blood was still visible and also a little amount of a mix of blood and lubricant was still leaking from Janet’s asshole. It was really torn, red and worn out. “I hope you will be given some time to heal now, my dear”, Mariya said feeling her own 9 cm. diameter retention butt plug in her own asshole being very present. She was a bit envious of Janet who would most likely be allowed to have some days without anything in her asshole. “Yeah - I gave it my absolute best”, Janet replied. “It really was a size I’ve never taken before”, she said and let go of her ass cheek. Mariya pulled the blanket over Janet and left her alone. Approximately 2 hours later, Mistress Victoria and Mistress Amalie returned to the cell. “Well - hello, my little super A-sluts”, Mistress Amalie said towards both of them and smiled. “First, I want to congratulate you with winning the dilation discipline of the competition today. You did well and I’m very pleased and proud of you.” she continued. “Unfortunately, we did not win the competition as it consisted of 3 disciplines and you were the only one winning from our team. This sadly also means, that I have to give up a slut to the winning team of Mistress Anne from Cellblock B”. “Mistress Anne will come to collect her prize tomorrow, and that means that you Janet will be graced with a new Mistress soon”, Mistress Amalie said. Janet was confused. What? Now, she just did so well and suddenly she was to be sent to Cellblock B where she would have to claim her merits once again. She felt a bit of betrayal from Mistress Amalie side, as she thought why it should be her and not slave Mariya that should go to Cellblock B. “Why me…?”; Janet asked with a confused look on her face. “Well - you have certainly demonstrated your value, my dear”; Mistress Amalie responded. “But, I’ve decided that Mariya will be trained to the same capacity as you hold, and you will be the one sent to Mistress Anne in Cellblock B.” Mistress Amalie did not mention that she had made a deal with Mistress Anne during the competition the day before after the event was over. She knew she had to surrender a girl to the winning team as per agreement, but little did Janet know that Mistress Amalie actually had a debt to Mistress Anne tracing back some months. In an effort to clear that debt, Mistress Amalie had agreed with Mistress Anne that Janet would be the prize she would claim. Both slave girls were bewildered by the surprising turn of events they were witnessing. Janet because she did not know what would happen to her in Cellblock B and Mariya with the outlook of soon being forced into the A-Team training programme. She only knew too well what that meant to herself and especially to her rectum… Janet mentally retracted to herself in her bunk bed trying to contemplate what would now happen to her. Tomorrow, she would be picked up my someone from Cellblock B only to become a “new-comer” to that cellblock. She only all too well knew what her reputation was, and the fact that she had just beaten Lola from Cellblock B in the dilation competition, did not bode well for her arrival. Janet was known in the entire prison for her A-Team participation and for her ‘anal skills’, but that did not mean she would be welcomed with open arms in the new cell she was going to. In particular as she just had beaten one of their own. —— Around 18 o’clock the following day two inmates arrived to the cell where Janet was still in bed recovering. “So, we are here to claim Mistress Anne’s prize from yesterdays competition”, they said. Mistress Amalie looked at them nodding. “She is there...”, she said pointing at Janet. Janet still feeling a bit of betrayal by the whole thing, looked at the two inmates who had arrived. They were both obvious butch lesbians and one of them was carrying a bag over her shoulder. “Hi Janet - we have been looking forward to getting to know you better and in more detail”, one of the inmates said with a smile looking at Janet. “I have in my bag a little thing you need to be ‘equipped’ with before we go to your new cell”, she continued. “This is a studded retention plug you will be fitted with before we go. We all wear studded plugs in Cellblock B to retain our ‘newly acquired dimensions’. Now, we all know about your capacity which supersedes everyone in this prison, but that does not leave you out of the deal, my dear. It just leaves you with a different diameter!”. “I know you most likely are still sore from the dilation competition yesterday, but the thing is, we usually do not care. Rules are rules in this place, my dear. In our block we do not believe in the smooth versions, but prefer to make the wearer aware of what she is made for”, she said with a stern look at Janet. Janet was fearing for having something being studded in her rectum after it was torn by yesterday's competition and did not look forward to this in particular. “But in all honesty, we are no monsters either. So you will be equipped with the studded dildo now, but we will cover and smear it in healing lotion to help you ease it in. In a way - we are actually doing you a favour”, the speaking lesbian continued. “Turn around and present your hole!”, she said with a barking voice. Janet felt a jolt of submission by the sternness of the voice barking at her. Janet turned around and spread her cheeks to present a red and swollen asshole to the two new arrivals. “Wow - that is one worn out ass!”, she said in surprise. “Even I’m surprised. This is going to be less than pleasant for you”, she continued. Janet felt the tip of the studded dildo touch her rear hole. Somehow it was a welcome and familiar feeling to Janet even she was sore as well. It was somehow like she was most comfortable when wearing something in her behind, as that was all she had been used to for the better part of the 4 months she bad been in prison up till now. “Relax and take it, bitch!”, the lesbian said. Janet did her best to relax her hole, but could immediately feel the spikes of the studded dildo touch her inside rectum walls. “This is a 12 cm diameter dildo with spikes that will caress your insides dearly”, the lesbian announced. Janet started moaning as the lesbian pressed the dildo further into Janet’s asshole. As the dildo went it; the lesbian said “Okay, you are now 2/3 of the way” as she saw the 10 cm mark on the length of the dildo being covered. All the studded dildos had measurements on them to allow progress to be measured. “Take a deep breath, and I’ll push the remaining 4 cm inside you. You will be allowed some time to adjust to the feeling and to feel the effect of the lotion we applied to help you. It has a numbing effect making your nerves and muscles relax in your rectum, so in 10 min. from now, you will not even know you are walking around with a 12 cm. diameter spiked dildo in your asshole, my dear”, she smiled and pushed harder on the dildo. Janet felt the dildo almost disappear inside her, only with the base outside, and she attempted to regain her balance as it pushed her somewhat off balance. She was instructed to pull up her pants and tie the string to keep them up. Janet kissed her old cell mates goodbye and Mistress Amalie padded her on her asscheeks making sure to tap the base of the spiked dildo in her asshole, making Janet very aware of what she had in her asshole. “Thank you, Mistress Amalie”, Janet said and raised her hand in a good bye to them all. The two dukes then took Janet by her arms and escorted her out of the cell. “If you drop the dildo while we walk, we consider that a sign of you needing a bigger diameter”, one of the dykes announced to Janet. Janet did her best to clinch the dildo in her asshole and to not drop it. Not when they walked down the stairs nor when they walked across a door way. Janet was taken across the hallway leading to cell block B where her new cell was located. As the 3 girls entered the doors to Cellblock B; an eerie silence appeared. Everyone knew who was entering their cell block, and they all knew of her ‘anal merits’. As Janet was led to her new cell, the two dykes kept tapping the dildo base in Janets ass to make her aware of her status. They turned a corner and suddenly Janet found herself inside her new cell. Inside the cell was Mistress Anne, her new Mistress whom was claiming Janet as her prize for winning the competition the day before. “Hello, you little anal slut”, Mistress Anne said to Janet. “You know the proper way to greet your Mistress…?” Janet knew exactly what Mistress Anne was alluding to and Janet went to her knees. She crawled behind Mistress Anne, spread Mistress Anne cheeks and placed her tongue directly on her asshole and kissed it deeply and with passion. Janet stood up. “Very well, my little slut”, Mistress Anne said having felt a tongue inside her own rectum. “I’m very happy you are good at this particular job, as I have some plans with you. We all know very well your impressive skills with your anus, you even beat my own participant Lola. Whom, might I add - is not too happy about being beaten, but you will learn about this later”. “To start with, you will be placed under the supervision of Mistress Lin. Mistress Lin is a Japanese mistress whom has specialised in training toilet slaves and is very experienced in doing that. She has a lot of wicked ways of motivating slaves if they do not show rapid improvements.”, Mistress Anne continued. “After having been trained by Mistress Lin for some time, we have other plans for you laid out already. These plans include you becoming a master of anal punch fisting as well as some alternative ‘bike riding’ as we want to make good use of your already established merits of anal dilation, but for now - please, meet Mistress Lin”, Mistress Anne said and pointed towards a small asian woman standing by the opposite wall in the cell. “Get on your knees, you little aspiring toilet”, Mistress Lin said with piercing eyes. “You will be educated thoroughly and will come to a point where you crave shit for breakfast rather than toast, I can assure you”, she continued with a convincing tone to her voice.

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Competition The competition had been set between CellBlock B and CellBlock D (Janet’s block). It had been a long standing dispute between the “queens” of the respective cell blocks as to who had the most “capable” bitches in their harems. The terms of the competition was laid out as follows: Each block presents a team of 2-4 girls. The teams compete in 3 classical disciplines: Largest diameter fully inserted Largest depth achievement Longest punch fisting duration before giving in Due to the preference of the Mistresses for humiliation, a new discipline of piss drinking had been introduced recently. The piss drinking competition was basically consisting of two girls competing against each other on who could drink the most piss from the other. It therefore became important to be able to continue to piss, but also to be able to consume the most piss from the opponent girl. From a ‘technical perspective’ nothing was lost as each girl pissed in the mouth of the other, whereafter she would stand up and return the favour by pissing the first girl back into her mouth. In theory it all went on in an endless loop, although that was not the actual practically of it all. At some point one girl would eventually tap out, and say she had had enough piss and could not consume any more. Janet arrived at the competition room being one of the 3 girls on Mistress Amelie’s team. On the team, Janet would participate in the 2 disciplines: Largest diameter fully inserted Piss girl Given that Janet would compete in the diameter discipline, she arrived with the 14 cm plug lodged in her ass. She had had that in her asshole since the early morning to come prepared to the show. Also, she had been drinking quite a lot of water to help accumulate the piss she needed to participate. The two other girls participating from Amalie’s team were: Sally: Largest depth Marian: Punch fisting lover From the opponent side, Mistress Anne had brought with her 3 girls. Just as Janet, one girl took part in 2 disciplines: Lola: Largest diameter Andrea: Piss girl Henriette: Punch fisting Largest depth “So, let’s get this party started”, the announcer started. The room was filled with (lesbian) inmates eager to witness the show and to learn the result of which block had the most extreme bitches in their harem. “The game plan is as follows”, the announcer continued: “We will start with who can take the largest diameter in her asshole”. “The rules are that for an attempt to count, the girl needs to bounce her ass on the floor 3 times to allow the judges to see the dildo being fully inserted. If the dildo is not fully inserted it does not count as a valid attempt. Furthermore, to ensure full insertion, the girl needs to lift her legs to show that she is indeed sitting on the floor with the dildo mounted inside her. We continue until one participant taps out and does not want to continue” Janet knew this was her cue, although hearing the rules and conditions left her a bit startled about all the requirements laid out. The first dildo entering the competition between Janet and Lola was a 13 cm x 20 cm straight dildo. The goal was to measure diameter and not depth per se, so the dildos were deliberately kept on the short side. Lola from cellblock B was the first participant to sit on the dildo on the floor. She went all the way to the floor and bumped her ass on the floor boards before lifting her feet to show the 20 cm. were inside her rectum. Janet was next and after Mistress Amalie helped Janet pull out the 14 cm. dilator plug, she went on the floor dildo with flying colours. It was an easy task, she thought to herself. Returning to Mistress Amalie, her plug was reinserted and Janet again had a 14 cm. diameter asshole. The next test was a 15 cm x 20 cm smooth dildo placed on the floor. “Great”, Janet thought to herself. This is what I’ve been preparing for. Lola was first. She did not go down as easily on the new dildo as she did with the previous one. Taking 15 cm x 20 cm fully in your rectum is no easy task. Lola did strain a bit and took some deep breathes to fully accept the size. She ultimately touched the floor boards with her buttocks and it was obvious to everyone that she was becoming a bit short of breath due to the exercise. She pulled in air to her lungs and bumped the floor with her buttocks feeling the fullness of the plastic monster in her rectum. She needed a short break before redoing the exercise 2 more times to achieve the 3 times bump requirement. Ultimately, she sat on the floor and lifted both her legs with some difficulty. It was with effort that was done. Her face showed clear signs of struggle to accommodate the size in her body. Janet was up. Going from her current 14 cm to a 15 cm version immediately seemed an easy task, but as the size was on the ‘large’ side of things; this was no effortless exercise. Janet placed her asshole on the tip of the invader and allowed herself to rest her weight on the phallus-shaped object. She felt the plastic stud enter her body’s nether region and felt it occupy her rectum. She felt the air going out of her lungs to some extent and she attempted to calm herself. She looked up into the ceiling, inhaled some air and attempted to ‘push out’ against the thing going inside her. That exercise expanded her asshole to some extent allowing for further embrace of the dildo. As Janet felt the floor boards touch her buttocks, she was immediately relieved as she knew what that meant. The only remaining thing for her was to bump the floor 3 times and lift her legs to really have it fully embedded inside her. Sitting on the floor made it feel as if she was sitting on a cement pole unable to move. Bumping the floor was no painless job. Finally, she managed to lift her feet from the floor and show the judges that she had done a successful attempt. Janet looked up at Mistress Amalie searching for feedback. Amalie looked back at Janet with an encouraging look and nodded at her in approval. Janet got off the monster in her ass and sat on her knees recovering from the ordeal she had just been through. To her dismay, the opponent Lola from Cellblock B had passed the task as well and what seemed easier than herself…? The upcoming task was a monster of 17 cm x 20 cm. This was a huge increase as both girl were walking the fine line of where their maximum capacity was found. Janet had had a 16 cm. version in her during the days of the final training session with the A-Team, but that was days ago and it left her “wrecked” and having to be carried on a stretcher back to the cell. She did not in particular look forward to this. She honestly hoped that Lola would fail that monster, as that would leave Janet with only that one as the final task and thus would become the winner. Lola was again the first participant attempting to take on the 17 cm. dildo in her wrecked asshole. She looked at the monster in fear as she witnessed it being covered in lubricant to allow for the “consumption”. “Lola - you are up for your first 17 cm. attempt”, the announcer told her in an assertive tone. Lola looked back at her as she started squatting on the tip of the upright white object mounted to the floor below her. She felt the tip enter her, and shortly after the stretch it gave to her hole as it slowly expanded to 13 cm. She was far from done with stretching, but stopped to calm herself. After having taken some deep breaths; she again applied her weight on the dildo in her asshole. It gradually stretched her to 16 cm and it was beginning to elicit the well known ‘fiery feeling’ as her muscles started to be stretched beyond their normal stretch. “I have only 1 cm left”, she thought to herself, but at the same time she felt an extreme fire in her sphincter. It was almost killing her. She attempted to embrace the fire in her ass, and gave it a try to “enjoy” the pain she felt. It was very difficult for her to get to that stage and she finally succumbed to the pain and surrendered. She could not bear the pain it produced in her sphincter. “I give up on this attempt”, she announced and got slowly off the dildo. The relief that gave almost gave her a blood rush to her head. Janet looked with great interest at her opponents attempt. She knew that regardless Lola was successful of not; Janet would have to give it a try herself to win the completion discipline. Janet witnessed the dildo being re-lubricated for her own attempt with the 17 cm. dildo. She manoeuvred herself to the white upright dildo and started squatting on it. Like Lola, Janet felt the sharp stretch as the thing entered her body. Feeling a diameter of 14 cm. was familiar to Janet although it of course gave her a “full feeling”. As she gradually reached the 16 cm. diameter, she also began to feel “fire” in her sphincter. It was stretched beyond her “comfortable” diameter now and she was still to gain an additional 1 cm. to win. On top of that, she also had to accept the full length inside her rectum to truly win. Janet braced herself, took in air and tried to push away the dildo in an order to expand her asshole. She felt something happen as she slid a bit further down the white dildo. The fire was everywhere and she only vaguely felt the floor boards against her buttocks. “Bump the floor 3 times and lift your feet, you slut!”, the announcer called out. Janet heard this as a distant voice and lifted herself on her hands only to let go and bump the floor. She felt literally as if her pelvis was split by something unnaturally large inside her rectal cavity. Janet could feel her bones adjust to the large object as her whole internal system was adjusting to the invader in her body. Janet was unable to utter a single word as all air was voided from her lungs and she barely was able to do anything but a shallow breath, due to her internal system being completely “invaded”. “You win the contest”, the announcer called out to the room. The audience clapped in marvel by what they had just witnessed and looked in astonishment at Janet acknowledging her efforts. Janet could not get off the dildo by herself, as she was completely drained from energy and strength. Two helpers came and took her by her armpits and lifted her off the dildo. As Janet slid off the dildo, it became visible to the public. A little blood was found on the dildo as Janet actually had broken some internal fibres in her rectum in order for her to win the competition. “I think we need to find another participant to the piss competition, my dear”, Mistress Amalie said to Janet as she witnessed the spectacle.

5 weeks later, morning Janet woke up from having slept the full night. The packed sensation she felt in her backside was now becoming second-nature to her, although it now had dimensions that made it uncomfortable for her to sleep on her back. She preferred to sleep on her side these days. The nightly dilator she was wearing was astonishing 14 cm x 25 cm. and really made her feel ‘stuffed’. She had been following the A-Team programme for quite some time and was about to enter the last week of training. The 14 cm. nightly dilator was part of this programme. She got to her feet with some discomfort and trouble, but had developed a way of getting out of bed, even she had 14 cm of butt plug in her ass and as such could not sit on that plug without losing her breath. After having woken up Mistress Amalie by licking her pussy and the insides of her asshole; she was given 30 min to herself to attend to her own wellbeing. “Janet - today, you are entering the last week of A-Team training”, Mistress Amalie said. “We have the competition coming up in 2 weeks time, so it is all quite well arranged”, Amalie said with pride in her voice. “This week, we go the ‘final mile’, if you get my drift,” Mistress Amalie said to Janet. Janet nodded her head and said: “Yes, Mistress”, only full well knowing what that meant to her. The day went by as normal and at 1 o’clock, Janet was collected by her mentor Miss Johanna from the A-Team programme. “So, how are we feeling and what are we packing today...?”, Johanna asked as she placed her left hand between Janets buttocks feeling the base of a large plug. She pushed it a bit further into Janet making her moan a bit in a mix of discomfort and pleasure. “I’m with a 14 cm. plug today, Miss Johanna”, Janet said. “It is the same I’ve been wearing all night, so my hole is definitely ready for anything that size. It has held it for 7 hours during night and up until now”, she continued with a little sense of pride in her voice. “Good - let’s get going”, Johanna responded. They both started walking toward the staircase leading to the basement as usual. Arriving to the base of the staircase, Janet saw “her” wheel chair was ready already by the stairs. It did no longer have the normal studded dildo, but a version that looked like a Christmas tree with 3 ‘bulbs’ along the length of the dildo. It was obvious the user would be made aware of each bulb as the dildo was inserted and retracted from an orifice. “Yes - this is your final week of the programme. You have graduated to the Christmas tree which will help you prepare yourself for what’s ahead of you this week. In front of you is a 30 cm dildo with 3 bulbs of various diameter. It is to no surprise connected to the wheels of the chair, so you will become very familiar with it as I wheel you forward very soon. The tip of the dildo is 8 cm in diameter which should cause you no problems what so ever, but the bulbs have an increasing diameter.”, Johanna said. “The first is 10 cm, the next 12 and the last is 13 cm. As this will be going rather fast up/down inside your body, you will be very much aware of the different sizes. You will feel your sphincter expand/retract rapidly as the bulbs of the dildo enters you. You will not have time to grow accustomed to the size like you do right now with the static plug you are wearing. It will be a real fucking you will experience.”. Janet looked first at Johanna and then at the wheel chair. “This is all for a reason, remember?” Johanna said and made sure Janet remembered the upcoming competition with Cellblock B. “Bent over and I’ll help you take out the 14 cm you have inside you now.”. Janet did as instructed and bent over spreading her cheeks to allow Johanna a firm grip of the base of the large plug. It did take some effort to make Janet’s sphincter accept the outwards pulling motion it experienced, but Janet was able to relax enough for it to finally let go. Janet felt it as if her insides were pulled out of her asshole as Johanna pulled on the 14 cm. plug. “Okay - that’s one. Next, to sit in your chair”, Johanna said. Janet placed her butt on the Christmas tree protruding from the seat of the wheel chair. It did initially go in easily as the diameter was a measly 8 cm, but soon she was made aware of the bulbs along the length of the dildo as she lowered herself further. As she felt the cold touch of the leather seat on her skin, she knew she was all in and correctly seated as Johanna wanted her to. Johanna strapped Janet to the chair and started pushing the wheel chair. “Today, we start with a little run along the hallway”, Johanna laughed. “It will do me good with the cardio”, she said with a smile in her voice. Johanna flicked the switch on the wheel chair into gear connecting the dildo to the wheels on the chair. Janet felt the dildo starting to move inside her. She felt the bulbs as they where retracted from her asshole pulling on her sphincter. As Johanna started to increase the speed, Janet felt very violated in her hole, but as she was strapped to the seat and could not move, she just had to accept her fate. After having been cardio’ing for 10 min running the wheel chair up and down the hallway, Johanna stopped the exercise and went in front of the wheel chair to see how Janet was doing. Johanna was met with a woman with a face of having been ‘out-fucked’. Janet had saliva coming out of the corners of her mouth unable to control herself. She had even pissed herself in the chair as everything was moved around inside her during the run Johanna had taken Janet on. “Uh - I see you liked it”, she smiled at Janet. Janet did not answer, but only slowly looked up at her mentor/tormentor. “I’m worn out already”; Janet snapped at Johanna. “You killed my asshole!”. “So so, easy does it”, Johanna reprimanded Janet. “No permanent harm is done. This is just the warm up, dear” Johanna continued. With that, Johanna disengaged the dildo from the wheels and took Janet to the Arrival Room. “I’ll help you get off that thing in your ass and I want you to stand on your legs here, changing into the gown to have you ready for Trainer Susan in the Engine Room today”, Johanna continued. Janet did as told and was being dressed in the gown which left her open on the back. She was placed back on the Christmas Tree and wheeled into Susan for her session. “So - welcome back, Janet”, Susan said as she saw Janet being wheeled into the Engine Room. “I am looking forward to educate your hole today,” she said. “We are in the final week, so we have big things ahead of us”. Janet only knew all too well what ‘big things’ meant in this context. Janet was hung in her usual position from her wrists and ankles making her bottom being the exposed and vulnerable part, closest to the floor. “Today, we have the final cone for you”, Susan said. We will tear your muscle a little as in the previous sessions, as this time the cone has a starting diameter of 12 cm. and ending with impressive 18 cm. I’m not sure you will be able to accept the full length of 25 cm inside you, but if you do manage to get all inside you; you can be proud as you have surpassed your target dilation of 16 cm.!” Janet was startled by it all. Yes - she had progressed quite nicely over the duration of the last 5 weeks, but going from 14 cm. to 18 cm. was quite a stretch (no pun intended). “I’m only scheduled for 16 cm.” she desperately attempted to bargain with Susan. “Yes - I know that, dear but we can always surpass ourselves, right?”, Susan said in a joking voice. “To make you feel a bit more relaxed about it all, remember you are hanging freely. If you cannot accept the size, it will simply lift your body up into the air as you will then be sitting on it. Your asshole will literally be supporting your full body weight, so to speak”, she said. “It does however also then mean that when you go back down, it will be with the added force of your own body weight as you land on the dildo. I could have been mean and could have strapped you down so you could not move at all. In that case, the dildo cone would have forced itself into you. I’m not a monster, dear. I’m only doing this because I like it”, Susan smiled at Janet. Janet was tied up and could not change a lot of Susans mind. She felt the familiar tip approach the rim of her dilated asshole as the scheduled 60 min. ordeal started. As the 60 min had elapsed, Janet was picked up by Miss Johanna to be wheeled back to the Resting Room. She was again feeling the distinct ‘ring of fire’ as her asshole had been violated and the small muscle fibres in her sphincter were torn in their effort to accommodate the training. “Today, we are looking at the final adjustments”, she told Janet as they entered the room. “You will place your literally tired ass on bench seat #2 which has a cone shaped dildo attached to it. Go have a seat and have some rest” Johanna lured Janet. What Johanna did not tell Janet was that the cone was mounted on a piston underneath the seat. The piston would push upwards on request and would either lift the person sitting on it or simply enter the orifice. The piston would move 10-15 cm upwards depending on the adjustment made by Johanna. “As I’m informed from Susan, you were not able to surpass our expectations and accept all 25 cm of the cone in the Engine Room. For this reason, I’ve now placed you on a short cone that is not that long, but has a very sharp diameter increase going from 6 to 16 cm over the length of 10 cm. If you manage to absorb the 16 cm diameter, you are lucky otherwise I’ll inform you how you will eventually do it.” “The cone is placed on a hydraulic piston that will now lift your full body weight. You will therefore be resting on the cone shaped dildo solely supported by your tired asshole. This will mean, that as your sphincter becomes more and more tired, it will expand more and more eventually allowing you to slide down and absorb the full cone inside you.” “I’ll give you the next 30 min to show me that you can place your buttocks on the seat below you, meaning the full plug is absorbed in your rectum. Effectively, we are wearing out your sphincter and helping it expand to 16 cm in diameter. Just as we planned.”, Johanna said with satisfaction in her voice. “Only, once the pressure sensors in the seat feel your body weight again, the piston will retract and thereby reduce your stretch from 16 cm to roughly 10 cm. dilation. It is all up to you, now”, Johanna said. She pushed the remote and Janet felt herself being lifted from the seat she was sitting on. Her body was now elevated free of the seat and a light next to the seat turned green. The timer was set at 30 min. The ‘ring of fire’ feeling did not escape Janet. Actually, it was very present as she found herself elevated into the air. Everything burned in her holes between her legs. Even her pussy had not seen a lot of attention the recent months, everything burned between her legs. She so wanted to absorb that cone into her rectum to end the ordeal she currently was experiencing. The fiery feeling numbed a bit as time progressed and after 12 mins sitting on the cone, she felt herself expand and sink a little deeper onto the tormentor. The fire started again, as the sphincter was stretched now 15 cm. consistently due to the diameter of the plug. “Please, stop this”, Janet begged. I’m burning up between my legs and I cannot stand this anymore.”. Johanna looked at her and said: “You are destined for 16 cm. and it’s currently at 15 I can see, so soldier up and let it happen, slut”. Janet looked at her with a disappointed look. Hearing she was not that far from the goal, Janet accepted her fate and just sat back and relaxed. That mental surrender did a change to her body as she to her own surprise felt herself slide 10 cm downwards and suddently felt the reassuring cold touch of the bench seat. She had in a pain infused haze taken the 16 cm. plug all inside her. Her hole was on fire as the muscle ligaments were stretched beyond their normal capacity as having 16 cm of matter in your asshole was or is nowhere near normal. To any person. As she now touched the seat after having absorbed the conical dildo inside her ass; the pressure sensors in the seat were activated and thereby unfortunately for Janet made the piston retract. To Janet that operation literally felt like having her guts pulled out through her asshole. She felt the edges of the cone pulling on her sphincter attempting to pull it away from her body. Not only did she feel the burning sensation of having the small microfibres in her muscles being torn, but now it also attempted to pull on the rim of her asshole and trying to pull it outside her body. That’s how she registered it; even that in reality did not happen. Johanna was observing the whole ordeal from a distance. She quite well knew what was going on with Janet as she herself had been through the same programme the year before. “You only become a mentor if you have experienced this yourself”, she thought to herself. “Janet - I know how worn out you are feeling right now. As you are not really able to walk normally now, you will be brought back to your cell on a stretcher to be left to heal. We have now achieved our goal with you and your training programme is completed for this level of the A-Team programme. We have all been very satisfied with your progress and your attitude towards the treatments you have been receiving.” Johanna looked at the collapsed woman sitting in front of her on the student bench. She was not moving anywhere for sure, and she seemed like she had been through hell the recent 3-4 hours. Which was kind of the truth. 2 inmates came in through the door to the Resting Room carrying a stretcher. They placed it on the floor and then directed their attention to Janet sitting on the student bench, not moving. “Let’s get you off your stud”, they said. Janet lifted her head and inaudible said “thank you” directed at the 2 saviours she saw in front of her. Both inmates grabbed Janet under her arms and helped her get off her seat. She was unable to stand on her legs on her own and was only able to stand due to the two helpers standing next to her. Janet was assisted to the stretcher and carefully laid down on the stretcher in her gown. They put a sheet on top of her to keep her from freezing. “Janet - I’ll be giving you your protein shakes to help you recover. Trainer Susan and myself have been thoughtful and have together produced a combined 3 L supply for you to help mix your recovery drink for the next 48 hours.”, Johanna said and placed a large jug in the hands of one of the inmates. “Bring this with her to her cell”, Johanna said. Janet was carried to her cell on the stretcher and when entering the cell, both Mistresses and Mariya were taken by surprise by the apparent condition of Janet. “She is dead meat”, one of the inmates said jokingly. “Yeah - I would say so”, Mistress Victoria responded. Mistress Amalie looked at Janet and with satisfaction in her voice she said: “Welcome back, my dear competition participant. I’m looking forward to learn of your results…”.

Day 2: Back in the cell “Well, hello my dear”, she heard Mistress Amalie spurt out. “How was your first session?” “It was educational”, Janet responded with a tired smile. “I’m right now having a red ring instead of a sphincter in my ass and a ‘fiery feeling’ all around it. I’m allowed a smaller plug to help recover my body before my next session which is in 3 days from now. Also, I’m given this protein shake that I’m to drink during today” Janet continued. “How about that...?”, Mistress Amalie asked and tried to appear surprised. “The good surprise is that I have additional protein powder ready for you here in the closet for tomorrow and the day after”. “Now, you lay down and rest your body”; Mistress Amalie said. “Mariya - come help Janet and coat her ‘fire ring’ in cooling cream to help her relieve the pain she is currently feeling”, Mistress Amalie continued and looked at Mariya. Mariya nodded and grabbed the ointment she found in the closet in the cell. “Lay back on your bed and pull your knees towards your ears”, she told Janet. Janet did as instructed and pulled down her pants only to get on her back in her bed. She pulled her knees to her ears exposing her red ring of flesh to Mariya who pulled on the plug currently in Janets ass. She pulled it out a little to expose the ring of flesh in Janets ass to which Mistress Amalie responded: “Wow - that really has seen some action! That’s looking very promising my dear...”. Janet felt the cold touch of Mariya’s fingers as she coated Janet’s asshole in cooling ointment running her finger around the rim beside the plug she held a bit outside of Janets ass. It did help to reduce the fiery feeling and Janet felt relaxed and more comfortable. The next 2 days Janet was shown a bit of leniency to help her recover. The break-fast job was taken over by Mariya whom had to walk to the canteen twice due to her smaller capacity and her inability to host a sufficient amount of breakfast in her hollow plug. During nights - Janet was allowed to wear a smaller dilator than usual, so she was sleeping with only 8 cm in her ass. Janet made sure to drink her protein shakes to feed protein to her body, and she as the days went on, felt the fiery feeling diminish more and more. The healing process was working… The evening before her next A-Star session, Janet felt fully restored and informed Mistress Amalie about it. “I’m no longer feeling the burn around my hole, Mistress”, she said. “Hmm - that’s a good sign, my dear”, Amalie responded. “In that case, let’s have you prepared for your session tomorrow. You will sleep with a new dilator tonight”, she said and pointed Janet to the closet on the wall. “We have the hollow plugs you are already familiar with. The one you will be using tonight is the 10 cm. hollow plug. It will be difficult to get in, but on the other hand that’s the whole idea. We must not forget what our target is. 16 cm is 16 cm, remember”, Amalie said and looked at Janet. Janet all of a sudden was reminded of what was in store for her in terms of dilation. She nodded and looked at the floor. “As you wish, Mistress”, she responded. “It will help you prepare for tomorrow when you go back to Mentor Johanna and the A-Team programme”, Mistress Amalie said with a smile. Janet bent over on her bunk bed, placed her face to the sheet and reached around and spread her ass cheeks. Mistress started pulling on the 7.5 cm. day plug Janet had in her ass and gave it to Janet to hold. As both her hands were busy, only one other place she could hold it. But, as the plugs by now had gotten so big that she could not fit that inside her mouth, Amalie just placed it next to her face on the sheet. Mistress Amalie muscled the hollow 10 cm. expander into Janets asshole. This shortly gave Janet a flashback to the burning feeling she felt during her first day at the A-Team programme, but this sting lasted only around 10-15 sec. and diminished. Janet for sure felt very full now and fell over on her side trying to come to terms with the stretch she felt on her muscle.

Day 2: Engine Room Janet was still sitting flabbergasted by the info she had been given in the Resting Room, as Johanna came back. “Okay, enough talking. We have an agenda for today and the clock is ticking”; Johanna said. “Get up from your bench and place yourself in the wheel chair so I can take you to your first Trainer in the Engine Room”. Sliding off the smooth plug she had been sitting on, she stood up. “Not so fast, slave girl”, Johanna barked. “Who is to clean the plug you just left there?”, she asked. You have only one right answer to that. That is yourself using your mouth. If it is dirty - you will clean it. If it is not dirty, you will still lick it with your tongue to show some appreciation of the programme you have been admitted to. Further, if the plug turns out being dirty, you will be given an enema before the treatment and as I see it actually is a bit dirty; I suggest you start tongue washing it. Now!”, Johanne assertively said. Janet kneeled in front of the bench and started doing as instructed. Luckily, this was not a difficult task for her, given her current occupation in the cell as a toilet slave, although licking of her own shit was a bit disgusting. She much preferred to eat that of a dominant Mistress over her own. “Right - enough of that”; Johanna said as she had been observing Janet for 2 minutes licking up and down on the plug welted to the bench seat. “Come place yourself in your wheel chair here, and I’ll wheel you down to the Engine Room.” Janet placed herself on her by now well-known studded friend, and felt the leather seat against her skin as she slid full onto the dildo. Johanna backed the wheel chair into the hallway and started walking towards the Engine Room. As they approached the Engine Room, Janet could hear that people were in there already. Turning around the corner of the door, she saw 2 girls being strapped into 2 machines in the room. “What were these devilish contraptions”, she thought. One girl was put on an exercise-bike like construction that allowed the user to sit on a bike seat, but the seat obviously had a hole in the centre allowing for a dildo to be mounted there. The machine did not have any pedals per se, but only allowed the user to sit. Instead of pedals - the machine had straps that would make sure that the user would be fixated on the seat and being unable to move anywhere. Regardless what was being pushed into her body from underneath. The other girl was placed on the other machine. It was built with a leather clad bench where she was pulled forward and resting on her stomach leaving her ass exposed to the world. She was straddled on the bench in a manner that allowed her to have her legs and arms fastened to the bench leaving her effectively on all fours looking ready to be fucked. That was at least Janets perception of the machines she saw. Janet herself was wheeled to the Trainer called Susan in the Engine Room, whom was standing with her arms crossed waiting for her new subject. “Hello, Susan”, Johanna said. “Here she is - the new student we have been preparing for”. Susan looked at Johanna and said: “That great. I’ve been reading her intake-form and she for sure has a good starting point, having 9 cm. expander plugs in use during night”. “She does need a cleaning before you begin”, Johanna said looking at the enema equipment in the centre of the room. “Hmm - I see”, Susan answered a little disappointed. “I thought she would have arrived better prepared, but we will deal with that”. “Enjoy”, Johanna said. “I’ll be back in 90 minutes”. “You can get off your chair and come to the enema nozzle here,” Susan informed Janet. Janet did as instructed and with an embarrassed look on her face moved to the centre of the room where everyone would be able to see what was about to happen. “I’m sorry, I really need to pee first”, Janet said. “This whole wheel chair thing has been moving things around internally, and I really need to pee now. Can I be allowed to pee in the drain?”; she asked. “No - you cannot”, Susan said. Instead, she walked over to a table by the wall and grabbed a 2L jug like the ones used at beer fests in Austria and went back over to Janet. She took off the lid and handed it to Janet. “You can collect your piss in this one, my darling. You will understand why at a later point today”, Susan said and looked at Janet. Janet squatted over the jug and started relaxing her muscles. It did not last long before a strong stream started entered the jug. She really had to go after all the “gymnastics” the wheel chair had put her through. Janet stood up and said: “Thank you , Miss Susan”. Susan took the jug and lifted it up to eye height to view the content. “I see - you really had to go, girl!” she said. “Almost 1 L already. Well, that will come to clever use later, little one. Now - reach back and spread your cheeks so we can clean that asshole of yours properly”, she instructed Janet as she closed the lid on the jug and placed it back on the table. Janet bent over and presented her back side to Susan, who took the enema nozzle coming from the ceiling and inserted it into Janets rectum. She opened the valve and allowed water to enter Janet. Janet immediately felt the influx of water in her ass and attempted to relax as much as possible. After 1-2 minutes, Susan asked: “So, are you ready for the release?”. “Yes, please”, Janet said. Janet felt the nozzle being pulled out of her asshole and the water following immediately after. She looked down between her legs and saw the water running towards the drain in the floor. It only held smaller pieces of matter, but that was a good thing so she was by now completely empty in both her ass as well as her piss tank. Ready for her “exercise”. “Move over to the table here”, Susan said and pointed to a table placed next to one of the girls strapped into her exercise bike. “Lay down on your back and I’ll lower the pulleys to be attached to your wrists and ankles. Janet felt both her arms being secured with cuffs and then her ankles being secured as well. Susan pressed a button an a remote and Janet felt her body being winched towards the ceiling making her hang freely in the room from both hands and legs simultaneously. This made her hang in a way that her bottom was the closest to the floor and she felt the openness and vulnerability of her neither holes on display. She knew that if Susan inserted something in her, she would not be able to resist that as she just hang freely. Susan wheeled away the table from underneath Janet and then again pressed a button and Janet felt she was lowered towards the floor only to be stopped about 1 m. above the floor. “Okay - so now we begin. You hang from the ceiling and will be lowered further onto the machine below you where a dildo is currently mounted. This is a rather special dildo, but you will soon learn”, Susan said. Susan adjusted the dildo to point directly towards Janets sphincter and pressed the button on the remote letting Janet sink deeper. Janet felt the tip of the dildo on her asshole. “This is a conical dildo that has a diameter starting from 6 cm and ends with 8 cm across. It is 20 cm long, so once you have 20 cm inside you, you can rest assured that your asshole at the same time is 8 cm across. I know you have had larger things in your ass, as you currently use 9 cm dilator plugs during night, but as this dildo will be hammering your asshole going up and down for the next 50 minutes, I have no doubt you will be very much aware of it.” Susan whispered in Janet’s ear. Susan flicked the switch on the machine below Janet, and Janet felt the dildo enter her asshole. It went slowly, but steadily further and further into her. She could feel the strain from the increasing diameter of the dildo entering her. As she felt it almost lifted her up, as the tension in the ropes holding her lessened, she felt the machine retract the dildo again. It went like this again and again, although at a slowly increasing speed. After 15 min Janet was starting to feel dilated and was unable to sense when the smaller tip of the dildo was in and when the larger part was in. It just felt ‘full’, all the time. All of a sudden Janet felt a new sensation in her ass. It felt like her ass contracted around the dildo involuntarily? “You felt that?”, Susan asked. “It’s the 3 metallic rings on the dildo that conduct electric current. It will pulse your ass from now on and until you reach the 50 min mark I’ve set on the timer. That’s roughly half an hour of torture”. Janet started to panic. Electricity? She did not have a lot of time to think this over as the dildo machine continued its course of action. The electricity zapped her every now and again, but doing so at a randomised pace, making it impossible for Janet to anticipate when it would happen. Janet just hang there being violated in her ass unable to escape the invader as she could not lift herself off the machine. As the 50 min timer began to close in, Susan checked with Janet how she felt. Janet was drooling and just limp in her cuffs. She showed little resistance by now and just hang there. “So - wake up, you little anal slut”; Susan said to Janet. “Time is up and you are due for an upgrade”. Janet felt herself being lifted off her tormentor and felt very loose and open as she was no longer impaled. “I’ll be replacing the dildo with the next one”, Susan announced. After a couple of minutes of activity behind Janet who honestly could not see nor care what Susan was doing, Janet felt herself being lowered again towards something that now touched her asshole again. As she had just had an almost 1 hour treatment, she could not feel a lot, but something was there for sure. “So, the next ‘pleasure rod’ you will become familiar with, is the big brother of the one you just spent 50 min with. This one is has a similar shape, but starting with 7.5 cm. and ends with 10 cm. You are now so worn out and tired in your sphincter that you most likely will not be able to resist it at all”, Susan said. So again - when you have 20 cm inside you, your asshole will be 10 cm wide”. Janet could not muster the energy to complain nor answer, but let Susan start the machine underneath her. Again, Janet felt the dildo going into her asshole and the familiar feeling of something going in was present. Her ass was very loose now and she did not really start to strain until the dildo was 17 cm in her. At that depth the diameter was around 9 cm which was noticeable to her. As the monster began to zap her again with electricity, she started to scream. The machine did not care a lot about human suffering, but kept pushing the monster inside Janet. As the 20 cm. mark was reached, Janets asshole was 10 cm across and she really felt her muscle ring being on fire. “Please, stop this, Susan”, Janet begged her Trainer. “No - sorry, girl - it is for a reson you are scheduled for this treatment. You will have 20 min with this machine now, and then we clean you up. Enjoy…”, Susan answered and went to sit in a chair herself enjoying the obvious agony of her victim hanging from the ceiling. Janet started drooling again loosing control of herself with the massive tool being pushed into her tired ass and expanding her muscles. The fire ring feeling did not stop, but indicated to her that the muscle tear was beginning to happen. That was what that fire ring was about. Janet simply let go and went into a pain infused subspace where she was just violated and having her ass being educated. As the timer rang after 20 min. Susan stopped the machine and retracted it from Janets hole. The hole did not at all seem to close, but seemingly was unaware of the fact that no dildo was present anymore. The muscle ring of Janets ass had a red colour to it and felt very warm to the touch. “Job well done” Susan complimented herself with a satisfied look on her face. It was almost about time Mentor Johanna would be back to pick Janet up for the next room. Susan held Janet face in her hands and asked her how she felt?. Janet answered with difficulties, but said she felt on fire everywhere. “Yes - that is the intention”, Susan answered. “The small muscle fibres have been stretched in your asshole, so of course you feel fire. You can look forward to being wheeled back to the Resting Room. Johanna has just entered the room”, Susan said to Janet. Susan and Johanna helped each other taking down Janet and supporting her, so she did not collapse to the floor. They held her under her arms and guided her over to the wheel chair. Janet just sat directly on the studded dildo on the wheel chair without any sound what so ever. It just went in and she sat back in the chair not really registering the dildo in her rectum. “Thank you, Susan for your effective work today”, Johanna said. “We will see each other soon”. “You are welcome, Johanna”, Susan said. “Oh - by the way, please remember the piss jug I have standing here on the table” she said and handed it over to Johanna. Johanna took the jug and started pushing Janet towards the Resting Room. Johanna did not flick the up/down motion on this time as she felt Janet had had enough of motion for now. As they entered the Resting Room, Janet felt a little more present and saw the different plugs protruding from the student benches in the room. “Janet, you will now place yourself on bench seat no. 7”, Johanna said. “I have some further info for you before you are allowed to leave”. Janet slowly stood up from the wheel chair supporting herself on the arm rests. She slowly went to the bench as instructed and found a lubricated plug there. It said: 9.5 cm x. 15 cm. Even this was about the size she normally wore during night, she was now so worn out that she did not really feel a lot of resistance when sitting down. “Janet, to be sure you are fully lodged onto that plug, you will have to bounce your ass on the bench 3 times to show me that it is all the way in”, Johanna said assertively to Janet. Janet did as instructed, lifted herself from the bench and let go to bump her ass on the bench. Finally, she just sat down, tired and worn out by the days activities. “Lift your feet from the floor to show me that it is all in”, Johanna continued. Janet did. After having sat on the bench for the better part of 20 min; Janet had composed a bit more and was increasingly becoming aware of the plug welted to the seat and currently inside her asshole. At 9.5 cm of diameter, it was larger than her normal night dilators, but given what she had just been through it did not hurt that much. What was still prevalent was the “burning feeling” in her sphincter which was still there. “Janet, your stay here with us today is about done. 2 hours ago, we discussed nutrition and I will give you some protein powder that you will have to drink during today. It will be enough to require about 1 L of liquid to be dissolved and effective for you. Luckily, I know that you have indeed a jug with exactly that amount of liquid”. Johanna said and grabbed the piss jug she had been given by Trainer Susan and opened the lid. She poured the protein powder into the jug, shook it and gave it to Janet. “You drink this during today to regain your strength and to rebuild your muscle fibres”, Johanna said. Janet did not have the strength to argue with what she was being told do to, and at the same time she was a bit humiliated by the whole request. “We will go back to your cell now, Janet”, Johanna said. “You will this time put your own clothes back on, but later on that will not be the case. This is an introductionary exception” Johanna continued. “Get up from the bench and come sit in the wheel chair”, she said. Janet got up from the bench, turned around and inspected the plug she just left. It was clean and nice to look at. She bent down and took it into her mouth the best she could. Given the size, this was not easy, so she ended up just licking up and down on the plug to make sure she followed ‘protocol’. “Very nice, Janet”, Johanna said. “You are getting the hang of it…”. Janet moved over to the wheel chair and positioned herself onto the seat and its protruding studded ‘feature’. To her delight, it did not feel at uncomfortable sliding down on that thing as it did 2 hours ago when she arrived. “Some progress” she thought to herself. Janet was wheeled into the arrivals room where she found her clothes in the basket where she had left it. Janet got off the wheel chair and thanked Johanna for the help she had received during the day. She reached into the basket and took her prison suit. “As we have today expanded your capacity with 1 cm already compared to your nightly dilation as you experienced the 10 cm. dildo today, we need to keep that in check”, Johanna said. “Also, given the ‘ring of fire’ feeling you are currently experiencing, we need to scale back down a bit to allow your body to recover, before we repeat the process and stretch you further next time. You will be given a 8 cm. plug to wear during day. This you will take with you to your cell and will wear it the rest of the day. If you feel like it, you are allowed to scale up and use the nightly dilator of 9 cm. during day tomorrow. It is all about how you and your body feel. We don’t want to break you, already” she smiled at Janet. Janet was appreciative of the information and took the 8 cm. plug she was just given. She reached over to the table next to her and found some lube to ease the insertion. The plug felt full inside her, still leaving her with the fire feeling in the sphincter. Janet left the basement with her clothes on, her protein shake in her left hand and her right hand she used to support herself while walking up the stairs from the basement. She headed towards her cell.