SATAN’S CELLAR 3

Naked, Judy lay on the black, satin covered ‘altar’, with her arms stretched sideways, her wrists tied to rings at the altar sides. A belt straddled her stomach just below her navel, fastening her down near the end of the altar with her buttocks overhanging the end. They had wanted to pull her legs back to her head but her physical size made that impossible. She wasn’t a lithe gymnast.

Instead they opted to pull her legs wide apart and upwards using ropes to the ceiling in order to fully display her open cunt and arsehole. In that position a man could stand between her legs and fuck either of her holes. Two pillows lifted her head so she could see between her breasts and watch whenever she was penetrated. So far none had done so but she knew it was only a matter of time.

“Is this the way I really wanted to have my virginities taken?” she mused, “To be gang raped like in the stories? Would it have been nicer to have them taken by a loving boyfriend? Perhaps one I would meet in college. Too late now. It’s out of my hands. I don’t have that decision to make any more. I can’t even beg to be released.”

As each master and mistress arrived they went to the altar and kissed her between the legs and on each breast. Kissed perhaps isn’t the right word for the lingering sucking and licking they called a kiss. It was an act of homage. Rarely did they have a virgin to sacrifice. Now though she was left on display while the masters in their revealing ‘devil’ costumes and the provocatively dressed mistresses sipped drinks and conversed with each other, whilst waiting for the entertainment to start. Most held a leash attached to the collar of a naked or near naked slave that they delighted in showing off to other guests.

As with some trepidation she watched the guests as they circulated she mused, “I don’t know who is going to do it, or how many will follow afterwards. All I know is that they are certified medically clean and I’ve been on the pill for long enough for it to be effective. Carol has stretched my bottom hole with a butt plug and given me several enemas so I hope I can take a man’s prick up there without too many problems.” Her mind ran over the events that had occurred in the five weeks since she’d first met Carol Brightman.

Getting the forms signed by her parents had been no problem. Other forms requiring their signatures had arrived from the college and Judy put them all on a clipboard and lifted the bottom half of the pages and indicated where to sign. Two weeks after her first meeting in Dinton with Carol she moved in with her. She had her own bedroom/study which was larger than the one at home, her own toilet with a washbasin and mirror but had to share Carol’s shower room.

Weekdays, when Carol left for work at 10:00 a.m. and didn’t arrive home until 7:00 p.m., she cooked her own meals but at weekends they cooked and ate together. Sometimes they slept in the same bed but this wasn’t always satisfactory because Judy’s bulk required too much bed space so after a lovemaking session, she returned to her own room. Carol instigated an exercise program for her mainly using an exercise bicycle and some other simple equipment she had.

“It’s not that I want you to lose a lot of weight Judy,” Carol told her, “Many men and women like a girl that is on the plump side, but we need to tone up your muscles a bit.”

In the three weeks Judy had been on the program she’d lost about 4 lbs. in weight and could ride the bike further without getting out of breath. In some ways Carol worried over this. She liked the firmer body of her charge but wondered what would happen if Judy decided to rebel against her. So far she had been completely submissive.

Several masters and mistresses had visited during her stay, which at first she’d found very embarrassing. Carol always undressed her before presenting her to them and they minutely examined and toyed with her body. Grand Master Paul was the first and he set the pattern for the others. After sucking her tits and fingering her cunt and arse, he sat down and ordered Judy to kneel between his legs and suck his cock.

Never having seen a man’s prick in the flesh before and uncertain as to what she should do, Judy baulked until Carol laid the strap several times across her back. When she was sucking to his satisfaction, Paul and Carol discussed her as though she wasn’t there. They agreed to leave her virginity intact until the next full meeting and have her ritually deflowered in front of everyone. Paul also suggested the use of the butt plugs.

“Keep them a little smaller than a good prick size so she feels whoever takes her in that hole for the first time,” he said. Soon after Paul came in her mouth but didn’t allow her to pull away, “Just leave it there slave girl until it starts to harden again and then start sucking.”

Carol was angry when he left and tied her to the bed and gave her arse twenty hard strokes with a strap.

“Don’t you ever humiliate me like that again in front of a master, Judy, and certainly not the Grand Master. When you are given an order… you… do it… No… hesitating… no refusing.” Carol punctuated the words by lashing the leather down on Judy’s unprotected flesh, totally ignoring her pleas to stop.

“KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!”

The heel of the master’s trident pounded the hollow floor of the dais.

“Masters and mistresses,” Grand Master Paul’s voice brought her back to the present. He stood on a raised platform dressed in a red leather ‘devil’ costume. An open-fronted horned hood covered his head and below this he wore a red leather shirt which Judy thought more suitable for a woman because of the circular openings that showed his nipples. His three-quarter length trousers, ‘pedal pushers’ Judy called them, were open at the front to display his semi-hard prick and open at the back with only a narrow strip connecting the waist to the crotch.

“Welcome to our entertainment evening,” Paul went on when everyone had quietened. As you all know we have a very special event for you this time. However, before we get to that I would like you to welcome a new slave to our midst. Mistress Amanda would you like to bring slave Michael to the platform and introduce him?”

After the ritual pleasantries, Mandy went on, “Michael is an electrician and he came here to re-wire our cellar. You may have noticed the new lights he’s already put in and the hoists. Ironically he may be destined to be the first one to use them. He really wanted to jump straight in and be a master but has agreed to do his servitude time even if he doesn’t really enjoy it.”

“Oh we’ll make sure he doesn’t,” one of the guests called out to the laughter of others.

Mandy stepped down and Carol was asked to introduce Judy. “Masters and mistresses, some of you may be wondering how I came to have a trainee slave so soon after finishing my year, in fact it was pure chance. Judy contacted me after the naughty girl read one of my BDSM stories on the Internet.

By our usual standards she is underage, being only sixteen but her parents signed the consent forms possibly to help overcome her shyness. You’ve all had a good look at Judy and have no doubt commented on the profusion of her blushes. She is extremely shy, more so when she first came to me than she is now.

At home she’d tried to spank herself but since she’s been with me, she has gained some satisfaction from receiving the real thing. So far though, I’ve restricted her chastisement to the strap. Tonight as part of her initiation, she must face being caned. For the next three years she has enrolled as a student at Dinton College to study computer graphics so we must allow her adequate time for her studies. I shall of course be checking her grades and warming her rear if they are not A grades.”

“You didn’t tell me that!” Judy said to herself. “I didn’t know I was to be caned tonight nor that you would check on my college work.” Had she not been gagged Judy would have tried to protest even though she knew it would be futile.

“As you all realise from her position,” Carol went on, “She is a virgin ready for deflowering in the manner prescribed by the rules of this club. By the time I take her home she will have experienced the pricks of more men than most women twice her age. College doesn’t start for another three weeks so we needed worry too much about her having to sit down for a few days. Despite her size she seems very much a sub however, that may change when she gets the chance to be on wielding end of the cane. Thank you for your attention.”

As far as she was able with the restricted movement available to her, Judy looked around the room. Everyone was looking at her, She blushed deep red again much to everyone’s amusement.

“Thank you Mistress Carol,” the Grand Master continued, “Now it’s time for the entertainment to begin. Tonight it is in three parts. Being a very chivalrous person…”

There was muffled laughter from the assembled guests.

“I am putting the lady first. The usual introduction for a slave is twelve cuts with the cane but in view of the young age of this girl and the fact she cannot begin slave training proper for another two years, I am reducing the number to eight. Will those mistresses who would like to apply the cane please put your badges in the blue cauldron.”

He indicated a two-gallon size iron pot to his left.

“I’m giving the mistresses the chance to use the cane because the masters will be able to use their rods for other purposes.” Again laughter. “I shall personally take her maidenhood and Master Gregory will pierce her anally afterwards, again in view of her age, I am restricting the number of masters to enter her to eight. Masters may chose which hole they enter. Gentlemen, wishing to perform this service please put your badges in the red pot.”

While the guests were crowding around the two pots, Carol came and spoke quietly to Judy. “Be brave girl. You are going to be very sore soon but this is why you wanted to join the club. The women with the canes will not spare you, especially as they have reduced the number of strokes and the men will fuck you hard for their enjoyment. Your pleasure doesn’t come into it. Don’t dare refuse to suck their cocks afterwards either whatever the state they are in or you will be in for a lot more pain. Be brave Judy, be brave.” With that Carol gently kissed her.

“Mistress Nicole and Mistress Delilah,” Paul announced when he’d drawn two badges from the blue cauldron. Both mistresses laughed with delight as they pinned their name badges back on and selected a cane each from a black velvet covered table.

Judy watched helplessly as the two women approached swinging their canes menacingly. She could do nothing to save herself and with the gag in her mouth she could not even plead for mercy. “Would you like to stripe her arse while I do her tits Nicole? They’re better displayed than usual and there is plenty of flesh to decorate.” Delilah squeezed and pushed the bound girl’s tits around.

“Certainly Delilah, plenty of surface area here too.” Judy watched and cried with fear as the guests stood in a large circle around her and waited for the caning to start. She hadn’t expected a tit thrashing this early on in her initiation. Through her tears she could see some of the slaves kneeling with their heads buried in the crotches of their owners and wished she were one of them; insignificant, not the center of attention.

“Shall I start Delilah?”

On receiving a nod she sent the cane hard and fast across and into Judy’s bum. Had she been able, Judy would have screamed. Never before had she felt such searing pain and her face contorted with anguish. It reminded her of words in the story of Carol’s that brought her here… ‘and I walked painfully home with my poor bottom on fire just like it was after my initiation into Satan’s Cellar in Dinton.’ The onlookers signified their approval at the livid welt that appeared across the white flesh by clapping and cheering.

Waiting about half a minute for the pain to sink in, Nicole raised her cane and held it high and waited for her victim to open her eyes again and register her fear. “You’ve only got four so we’re going to have to make sure each one is a painful as possible slave girl,” she laughed as she brought the vicious stick crashing down across both breasts just above the aureoles. Judy’s head swam. The pain was almost too much for her to bear. “Is this what I really wanted?” she thought. “It’s not like in my fantasy. God, I wish I could go home!” But that was not an option. Delilah’s cane struck again. Another deep welt appeared close to the first.

For the next few minutes, Judy’s body was alternately racked with fire across her arse and breasts. All the poor girl could do was watch the canes as they were swung to fiercely into her flesh and suffer the agonizing pain. She could see the welts on her breasts. They were all within the brown area surrounding her nipples and two had touched the nipples themselves. Although she couldn’t see her arse, she could feel the horrendous pain. Each time she tried to close her eyes and not watch the cane but every time it seemed to mesmerize her and she felt compelled to watch until she felt its impact. “How am I going to withstand the raping by ten men after this?” she thought but that was yet to come. The guests now closed in and felt the tender areas. Hands rubbed her tits, fingers poked into her vagina and rectum. The pain eased only slightly.

“Masters and Mistresses,” Paul began, “Please clear a space around our new acolyte so that those of us whose duty it is to initiate her into the ways of Satan’s prick, have room to perform without hindrance.” The group moved back a little. “Mistress Carol please remove the gag and ensure your slave’s cunt is ready for entry.”

Carol did as she was bid and for a short while Judy felt the pleasure of the familiar tongue laving her and getting her juices flowing. It didn’t take away the pain but did give her a little pleasure. While he waited a woman in her thirties gently sucked Paul’s cock to full hardness. Carol moved to one side and the woman aimed the prick at Judy’s entrance. She gave a groan as she felt her sex lips part slightly.

“Followers of Satan witness you the loss of this woman’s virtue and welcome her into the joys and pleasures that our Master can bring. Let her orifices be well filled with his seed.”

With those words he lunged forward and forced his prick deep into Judy’s body. She cried out as his manhood tore away her maidenhead and his loins hit the welts but this was only greeted with cheers from the guests. Paul held his prick deep in her for a short while and let her tightness encompass it, then withdrew completely and showed his blood-stained weapon to everyone including Judy but she could not see it clearly through her tear filled eyes. He forced it in again and proceeded to ravish her hard and fast until he could no longer withhold his sperm.

“Trainee slave Judy, receive this gift of our pleasure within you. Let it be the first of many such gifts received in the service of our master, Satan.” With these words Paul withdrew, knelt on the altar and lowered his cock towards Judy’s mouth.

“Oh my God, what a mess,” Judy muttered as she saw the prick coming towards her face. For a moment only she thought of keeping her mouth tightly shut but quickly remembering Carol’s warning and what happened when she refused Paul’s prick a few weeks ago she opened her lips and allowed a slave to guide it in.

“I think you had better suck mine now.” The man knelt in the place Paul vacated. “At least his cock is still clean,” Judy noted. From his name tag Judy saw it was Master Gregory the master who was to violate her bottom hole. While she lathered his cock with saliva Carol was busy lubricating her hole with a lemon flavored gel. She worked first one and then two fingers into the trainee’s hole as she spread copious amounts of the gel.

“She should be ready for you now Master Gregory,” Carol announced hoping Judy really was ready. “She should be okay, Gregory’s not very thick, not much thicker than the plug she’s been used to but he’s quite a lot longer,” she said to herself as Gregory slid off the altar and positioned himself between her legs.

His slave, an eighteen-year-old boy introduced to the club six months previously, pulled Judy’s striped cheeks apart causing her to cry out with the pain but giving her violator better access to her brown hole. Gregory pushed the head of his prick against her opening; Judy tried to relax her muscles like Carol had trained her but with the pain she found it difficult. Before long though, her sphincter ring gave allowing the prick to slide passed and Gregory to insert himself to his full depth.

“Oh I do like a nice tight warm bum,” he called out to the audience as he began ploughing to and fro into her rectum.

It wasn’t long before his spunk filled her bowels. The actual fucking hadn’t caused her too much extra pain except when his body forcibly hit her welts. Afterwards when the prick was once again presented for cleaning, Judy was glad her mistress had cleaned her out so thoroughly before the meeting. There was only the taste of lemon flavored sperm and not of shit she’d experienced when made to suck the butt plug.

The next hour was exhausting for Judy. Five more men fucked her cunt and three her arse and two of the latter were much bigger than Gregory, which Judy found painful but by now she was beginning to get some pleasure and sexual satisfaction from it all. When the last master had finished with her mouth, Carol came to her. “You are to remain here for a short while so the ladies can have a little play with you. Normally they would get a full hour but the altar is required for slave Michael’s initiation,” she said.

“I need to pee Carol, I need to pee bad,” Judy pleaded.

“Don’t you dare girl, not on these satin sheets. I’ll take you as soon as I can.”

“That’s no problem Mistress Carol,” Mistress Fran who was standing by, cut in, “My slave will take care of that. Get your mouth over her opening slave boy. You know what to do.” Judy saw a man in his late twenties kneel and seal his mouth over her little hole. “Carry on girl. Piss. He’ll drink all you can give him.” Despite needing to go so badly, it took a little while before she get start her flow going but when it did, there was no holding back. The boy it seemed had been trained to allow the acrid stream to run straight down his throat. “Clean her boy. I’m sure she won’t want that spunk drying on her legs. Clean both her holes while you’re at it,” Fran ordered.

By now other mistresses had started playing with her tender breasts, including Delilah who had punished them earlier. “I wouldn’t mind a loan of this one Carol. I could really make her tits wobble under the lash if I had her at home for a day or two.” Judy hoped and prayed Carol wouldn’t loan her to that woman.

THE END OF CHAPTER THREE