Training her Ring – Chapter 8
“Break time’s over.”
Rayne picks Vanessa up from her enclosure, clips on her leash and leads her to the clinic.
“Kneel,” she motions Vanessa to assume her position on the treatment table. She straps Vanessa’s lower legs behind the knee to the table to keep her in place, then pulls her leash down, hooks her collar to the table, exposing her bare bottom in the air, leaving her in a face-down, knee to chest position.
“Hey!” Vanessa yelps as her face was smooshed to the padded table top.
“You have a great butt hole,” Rayne comments, rubbing lightly over it.
“Rayne! Stop! I said stop!”
Vanessa wriggles in frenzy to prevent her tight ring being played with. Rayne uncuffs Vanessa’s wrists and begins strapping them up to the table.
“No!” Vanessa pulls away.
“Give me your arms,” Rayne instructs. She presses a taser onto Vanessa’s bottocks and electrocutes, forcing a scream out of her, “that’s on the lowest setting too, give me your arms or it’ll only get worse.”
Vanessa limps her arms, reluctantly allowing Rayne to attach her wrists to the edge of the table rendering them useless.
“You’ve already met Celine yesterday I believe? She’ll be servicing you again today. You’ll only be in this position for half an hour so don’t get too comfortable. The good news is that you won’t have to model again for another two hours, but of course, that’s because your treatment will take about two hours to complete.”
“What treatment? Will it hurt? Will there be more needles?” Vanessa panics remembering the treatments from the day before. She thrashes about to find any loose ends but Rayne has secured her tight.
“You’ll find out soon, but no needles today, I promise,” Rayne says before she spanks Vanessa playfully, “I’ll see you in a bit.”
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“Hello beautiful, lovely to see you again today,” Celine says as she enters the door, “oh you poor thing, they were quite rough with you weren’t they?” she says, rubbing Vanessa’s puffy nipples to examine and apply more cooling gel.
“Owww…,” Vanessa winces, “it’s stinging… what are you going to do with me?”
“You’re a curious one. Let me show you,” Celine puts her latex gloves on and pumps some lube on her pointer. She squeezes some more cold lube just around the slave’s puckered hole.
“No! Wait, what are you doing?! Stop! Please!” Vanessa protests as Celine’s fingers rub the outside of her hole and slip the tip of her finger in.
“Shhhh… seems like you haven’t learnt to submit yet,” she says, forcefully applying a ball gag on Vanessa, “and that’s okay, we’ll just have to train you until you do and understand that you do not have any right to reject any treatments from your masters.”
Celine resumes her task, adding more lube on her fingers and the patient’s back entrance. She begins fingering Vanessa’s tight ring, pushing more lube inside, ignoring the slave’s panic cries.
Celine lubricates a rubber catheter and begins pushing it into the slave’s anus in a twisting motion.
“You’ll be more comfortable if you relax, deep breaths sweetie, you’re doing great.”
Vanessa whimpers in defeat as the tube slides six inches deep inside her.
“There we are, I’m going to let a liter of this solution into you slowly, it should take less than half an hour. You’re going to feel like emptying soon but you’re going to have to hold it all in until I’m finished with you, otherwise I’ll punish you myself, okay?” Celine says as she pokes a sewing needle on Vanessa’s puffy nipples a few times without piercing her skin, only enough to elicit a reaction, “Rayne told me how much you liked these yesterday.”
Celine opens the valve and a warm solution begins to flow into Vanessa’s bowel.
“I have to check on my other patients now, I’ll come back for you once you’re full.”
Celine abandons Vanessa in her discomfort. The pressure inside builds steadily as her cramping intensifies from the solution irritating her bowels.
By the time Celine returns, Vanessa’s stomach has inflated to an uncomfortable size.
“Well done, you’re ready to go. I’m going to plug you up so you can hold until you reach the bathroom. I’ll need you to stay on the toilet seat for about thirty minutes for a complete waste removal.”
Celine takes out the catheter, inserts the butt plug into the slave before untying her, then ushers her into a toilet cubicle.
“There’s a tray of toiletries next to you under the sink in case you need any. Rayne will come back to take you to your room once you’re done. Enjoy the rest of your day sweetie,” Celine says as she locks her patient in the cubicle.
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You look so bloated… Here’s some warm tea to help,” Rayne offers Vanessa who accepts without a word, too exhausted to argue, “you have an hour before your next shift so I suggest you relax while you can. I’m not allowed to feed you anything until dinner, but call me when you need more drinks.”
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Rayne leads Vanessa to the next display room and walks her over to the table in the center with a padded frame mounted on it. Rayne lowers the table with a press of a button to prop Vanessa up in the frame.
“Kneel,” Rayne motions Vanessa to place her knees on the knee rest part of the frame, then locks her lower legs in position with straps. She ties Vanessa’s arms behind her back and pushes her over the support that padded her hips, and hooks her collar to the metal loop on the bottom of the frame, exposing her buttocks up in the air again in a knee to chest position.
There were two padded planks under her, one above her chest and the other below which should allow her breasts space to hang down while providing support, except her double D’s were a little bigger than the space allowed, squashing them uncomfortably.
“What a cute little cow,” Jaimee says.
She walks in on Rayne setting up the exhibition, “let me help.”
(No no no… not her again…)
Jaimee grabs a handful of Vanessa’s large breasts and pulls them through the space between the two planks that ends up squeezing the base of her jugs in place, “much better,” she says while fondling the model’s two beautiful globes locked in place, “this might be a good time to pull them apart like we did last time, what do you think?”
“I think that’s a great idea,” Rayne passes a pair of clover clamps, “she did say she’ll do whatever you want didn’t she.”
“I do recall her telling me that. Look,” Jaimee brings the clamps close to Vanessa’s face, “I think we should replace the collar with this mean thing, that way, the springs will tighten your clamps every time you try to pull away and keep you in place.”
“No please, anything but that, please, they’re still so sore from the last session…”
“I know sweetheart, that means you need more training.”
Jaimee flicks Vanessa’s swollen nipples to harden them, making her scream from painful shocks. She begs for torture to stop but her desperation was music to the ears of her tormentors.
“You should know by now that there’s no point in begging, besides, you’ve promised our guest that you’ll do whatever she wants, that includes wearing these clamps,” Rayne presents an open mouth gag to Vanessa, “open,” she commands while pulling the poor slave’s nipple away from her as threat, forcing her to open her mouth.
“Good girl.”
Vanessa sees Jaimee take the clover clamp near her nipples, but couldn’t see what is about to happen since the planks block her line of view, preventing her from seeing anything done to her full breasts.
She attempts to protest, but any sound she projects comes out as moans through the gag that encourages her guests to coax more reactions out of her.
She feels Jaimee’s hands grab a breast to steady it right before a sharp sting landed on her raw nipple. She screams as the device bites into her delicate button, and just before she could get accustomed to the assault, another clamp bites into her other nipple. Her screams attract more inspectors to the room, the ones who took interest in seeing her suffer.
“You must love all the attention you’re getting, I love how unfiltered your screams are with this gag,” Jaimee says as she attaches the chain of one clamp to the edge of the frame, pulling her nipple at a 45 degree angle, and did the same to the other so her breasts were pulled apart, “what a beautiful piece of art,” she admires her work.
Vanessa groans as she feels the clamps biting harder while Jaimee tightens the chains, leaving her with no slack.
“The best part is, it’ll bite harder every time someone comes in to grope you,” Jaimee demonstrates by squeezing Vanessa’s stretched jugs, increasing tension in the chains, earning a desperate squeal as the clamps pull and bite harder into her tender nipples.
More guests walked in so Rayne began her demonstration.
“Welcome everyone, what you see here is one of our milking frames. Perfect for harvest but also to teach a slave a lesson while being milked as you have easy access to both holes in a very vulnerable position with the hip support pinning their behind in place for you to chastise or penetrate. You can strap them in place at the waist to prevent any movement, but we’ve decided to clover clamp her nipples at the front and leave room to struggle which will crush her nipples if she does decide to pull away,” Rayne says, tugging at the clamps so Vanessa would let out a scream to confirm, “here we have some devices to use on her,” Rayne brings out a tray of devices, “before using these, make sure you apply enough lube to prevent any damage to the pet,” Rayne demonstrates with an anal bead dildo with smaller beads at the tip that gradually became larger the higher up you go, “there are six sizes on this one, the smallest bead is 1cm in diameter and the one at the end is 4cm, not too crazy, perfect to warm up your plaything before inserting large objects.”
Vanessa feels a cold, wet, round metal rubbing her tight ring. She whimpers loudly and attempts to move her hips away but is met with a sharp pinch at her nips as she was left with no room to struggle without consequences.
The first one slid in easily, but was enough to preview the violation ahead of her.
“If your pet is new to this, I recommend going slow so they can safely accommodate, but also to extend the experience.”
Rayne wiggles in the second bead as the pet cries, feeling a more substantial size enter her. She shakes her head to beg her to stop, feeling the size difference and predicting how much more her tight hole will be stretched.
“Don’t worry about her, she’s very new to having her anal hole played with. We’ve only begun training her yesterday so nothing this big has entered her yet,” Rayne explains pushing the third bead in as the pet groans from discomfort, “if you want to take your time and help your pet get used to this, push and pull at this level,” she demonstrates, pushing and pulling the third bead in and out, “would anyone like to do the honors?”
An inspector nearby takes the role and pumps the beads in and out of Vanessa, generating constant moans from her.
“Here are other plugs you can use on her,” she grabs the smooth rubber one that looks like a giant pink popsicle that starts from thin to thick, “this one also starts at 1cm at the tip but ends at 5cm to train for the next size up. We have a larger size that’s not so beginner friendly, stopping at 8cm at our gift shop. I recommend using the larger size after a few months of training. What I like about this one is that the pet will feel like they’re being stretched continuously, and unlike the beads that give them an idea of how much length is left, this one gives no way of knowing when it will end until it’s all in with no opportunity to rest in between, constantly stretching your pet,” she grabs another with beads of the same size, “this one is what I’d use after the pet is warmed up enough, they’re all 4cm in diameter, perfect for pumping in and out. Feel free to have a look at the rest in the box, I’ll be here to answer any questions about the frame or the devices. Also, here are some feathers to tickle the pet on display,” Rayne says, placing a small rectangular box filled with feathers in front of Vanessa’s face so she could see how many hands were eager to participate.
Jaimee grabs two feathers and sits in front of Vanessa to get access to her hanging breasts under the planks.
“We’re going to have so much fun,” Jaimee teases her gagged victim, lightly stroking the feathers from the base of the pet’s breasts, to the tips of her stretched nipples, “I want you to know that I requested for the feathers,” she says with a devilish grin.
With nowhere to run, Vanessa’s soft, young body was served on a silver platter to sadistic hands eager to see what else they can do to torment her, filling the room with her forced giggles and guttural screams.
More feathers joined to stroke her pale breasts, belly, feet, buttocks and anywhere they could reach. A feather made its way to her slit, stroking up and down her sensitive opening from the edge to her clit exposed by a finger pushing her hood back.
The poor slave’s body trembled all over, sweating from trying her best to keep her chest down to avoid her nipples being pinched and pulled by the cruel clamps while being tickled mercilessly. Rayne wipes her sweat off and turns the airconditioning up to keep her skin sensitive and delicate to touch. As if the torture wasn’t enough, she feels the fourth bead, even larger than the third being pushed in slowly, forcing her tight hole to accept the abuse. She lets out a noticeable scream as it slips into her.
“Oh sweetie, there’s still two more levels to go, it looks like you need a lot more training. Could you imagine if your new owner likes to take you from behind?” Jaimee says, passes the smooth plug to the person trying to push the fifth ball in, “I think we should use this one next before she gets used to it.”
The sensation of each bead massaging her ring as it was pulled out swiftly made her moan from a tingly feeling inside.
“Mmm, is someone having fun now?.”
“She’s definitely having a great time, aren’t you?” Rayne says, wiping off the sweat from Vanessa’s forehead and face adoringly, “my favorite pain slut.”
The 6 inch-long dildo was pumped into her small dark flower, pushing deeper each time. Everytime Vanessa thinks it couldn’t get any bigger, her hole would be stretched wider. Five centimeters didn’t sound like a lot until she felt her tight ring being forced to open wider than it’s used to. Her open mouth gag would translate her “no’s” and “stop’s” into moans. Her tears, ignored.
“Would you like to try this one?”
One of the guests showed her the plug with large beads that were 4cm in diameter each.
Vanessa shakes her head from left to right in an attempt to beg them to stop stretching her tight hole unnaturally.
“You are so cute. You look like you’re saying no, but you’re dripping all over the floor.”
The smooth plug was taken out and replaced with a large round bead. The bead was pushed in slowly allowing her to feel every bit of the intrusion. Once she got over the first bump, the rest of the plug was pumped into her, each bump massaging her ring as it went in and out, driving her insane, making her moan involuntarily.
“Awww she likes that, we should fill both of her holes up.”
One of the inspectors finds a nine inch dildo from the storage box and buries it deep inside Vanessa, earning a gasp from her.
“She sounds happy,” he says as he pumps in and out, making sure it pokes her back wall.
Her eyes shot wide open and screams as both her holes were filled and fucked roughly.
“Oh sweetie… is it too intense for you?” Jaimee asks with false empathy, “perhaps I can help take your mind somewhere else,” she turns the feathers upside down and uses the pointed ends of the feather’s shaft to poke the slave’s tender nipples, breaking her into tears.
“You’re half way there, thirty more minutes to go,” Rayne whispers in Vanessa’s ear.
Jaimee giggles from seeing Vanessa panic even more after she realises that she was nowhere near the end. Time slowed down for the tormented slave being pounded, tickled and fondled.
“Thanks for having me, I’m going to check out the other rooms, that was a great demonstration. I might come back to purchase one of these frames,” Jaimee tells Rayne while arranging the chains of the nipple clamps one notch tighter, stretching and pinching Vanessa’s nipples even more, “there we go, I think that’ll keep you entertained for the next half an hour without me. See you around gorgeous.”
Vanessa lets out a wail from the increased tension pulling on her stretched nipples. The space Jaimee left allowed more inspectors to examine her extended breasts. Some groped and fondled her, adding more tension to her pulled nipples while some plucked on the chains to see her coned breasts get tugged and rippled.
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“You had a big day,” Rayne says as she sets Vanessa free in her enclosure, “get some sleep. Morning workout is at 9am again, don’t be late.”
The door clicks shut.
(I can’t believe it’s only been two days…)
Vanessa could have sworn it’s been forever ago since she was taken to the Underground as they called it. Each inspection session went on forever. She looks for the cooling gel Rayne left her to apply on her sore private parts and nipples, then gets ready for bed.
(What will happen after I get auctioned off? I can’t live my life like this… Surely there has to be a way out…”)
