The Fortress Ch. 05-06

Literotic asexstories – The Fortress Ch. 05-06 by NoviceAspen,NoviceAspen
Author’s Note: This story takes place in an imagined future. A genetic mutation has made it so that most female fetuses die before birth, so the population consists of about 4 men for every 1 woman. This means women are generally unsafe and frequent victims of rape and abuse. Except in The Fortress.

Please note, although I use the word “consent” in this story, it is perverted from its true meaning for the purposes of fiction. True consent should be freely given, enthusiastic and never coerced through threats or intoxication.

Chapter 5

Novice Mila took the lead at helping me get settled in. I had my own shelf in the bathroom with all needed toiletries. My dresser drawers had two green uniforms in addition to the one I had received in the morning, as well as a short green nightgown, two bath towels and a robe. There were no underclothes, but the halter top of the uniform had some built-in breast support and the leggings had a crotch designed to be worn with nothing underneath. I supposed underwear would not be comfortable under something so skin tight.

In the shower, Mila showed me how to adjust the water. In my house in the village all our running water was cold. If we wanted a hot bath we had to boil water first. The feel of the hot water running down my body was almost spiritual. I jumped when I felt Mila’s sudsy hands start running long strokes down my back. I turned to her with a start and asked “What are you doing!?” She had undressed quietly while I was enjoying the water and was entirely naked. It appeared she too had been freshly waxed for initiation day.

“Relax, Aspen, I’m just helping you wash your back. What are sisters for?”

“But the cameras – won’t we get in trouble?”I shuddered remembering the icy water that had punished me in quarantine any time I got too close to an orgasm.

“Don’t be silly. The rule is we can’t orgasm without Mistress’s permission. I wasn’t going to go that far. But you know as sister novices we’re going to be expected to do lots and lots of sexy things together, so you might as well get comfortable letting me touch you.”

Tam came in the bathroom now too needing to pee, but when she finished she slipped her leggings off instead of pulling them back up. She set her glasses by the sink and peeled off her top before joining Mila and I under the shower. She and Mila kissed then, right on the mouth, and I saw their tongues mingling briskly. After at least half a minute they parted and turned back to me. Mila resumed her washing, rubbing soapy hands over my arms and shoulders and then slowly proceeded down my chest over my perky breasts. Tam took a handful of shampoo and began to work it into my hair, starting at the ends and working her way up, adding more shampoo as needed until her fingers found my scalp. She massaged lightly and the touch brought goodebumps to my arms. It was sensual, not overly erotic but even so I felt a warmth form between my legs. I realized my eyes had been closed and when I opened them Clara and Mauve were walking into the bathroom, naked and holding hands. Paula was the only novice not joining us then. Clara turned on the other shower and she and Mauve began washing each other while Tam and Mila continued working on me. Tam removed the shower head from the wall. It was attached by a long hose so that it could be used at many angles and heights. She held it right over my head with one hand and worked the shampoo out with the other. She met the water run over my shoulders, breasts and back as well to rinse these free of soap.

Mila decided this was a great time to lower her mouth to my nipple. I inhaled sharply and tipped my head back to give her free access. She played with the opposite nipple at the same time with one hand and braced the other around my upper back to keep me from pulling away. She suckled like she was trying to pull milk from me. The desire between my legs grew. She traded sides after a minute and the nipple she had been suckling throbbed with the change in sensations. It was especially sensitive now as the water ran over it.

Tam was conditioning my hair now and working through it with a comb. Mila finished her work on my nipples and moved to my mouth instead, parting my lips with her tongue. She tasted deep inside my mouth. I copied the movements back into her own mouth with my tongue. She kissed me deeper, nearly gagging me with her tongue for a moment before letting up a bit. She repeated this several times, one hand still tweaking my nipple and the other behind my neck underneath my wild hair. I tentatively allowed my hands to start exploring her body as well. Her breasts were small, the palm of my hand easily covering one completely. I let my palm graze her nipple lightly, causing it to harden beneath my touch.

Clara and Mauve were also making out now. Their wet bodies were pressed together tightly, Clara turned slightly to the side to avoid sandwiching her large breasts between them. Mauve was cupping one of those breasts with one hand, rubbing a thumb over the nipple. She was bent just a little at the neck to reach the shorter woman’s mouth. Clara had one hand wrapped around Mauve, cupping her ass and pulling her closer. The other hand she placed on top of the hand Mauve was using on her breast, encouraging her to keep going. I found the contrast between the taller woman’s dark black skin and the shorter woman’s pale white especially enticing.

Done with my hair, Tam turned the shower head to other areas needing attention. She nudged Mila, who gave my nipple one last pinch and then stepped away from the shower to the closet. Tam adjusted the shower head to one powerful stream of water. She pushed my back against the wall with one hand in the middle of my breasts, her other hand aiming the stream of water towards my lower belly. I had a feeling I knew what was next and said “Please, if you spray that down there I might cum, I don’t want to get in trouble.”

Tam responded by kissing me hard and then whispering in my ear “Don’t worry, I’ll make it quick. But this is how they want us to wash down there.” She then proceeded to lift one of my feet high, noticing how flexible I was she was able to hook one of her elbows under my foot to hold it up and to the side. She let the stream of water blast right onto my cunt then, which was already throbbing from the rest of the touch. She aimed it up, blasting my clit for a moment, then down, making sure my labia were well cleansed. She repeated this back and forth several times until my legs began to tremble, then she stopped suddenly to prevent me from cumming. She turned the water off as I tried to catch my breath and hoped no one watching the camera realized just how close I had been. I wasn’t even sure how close it had been actually given that I had yet to experience a real orgasm, but I had a feeling another second would have done it.

Mila returned then with an enema bottle she had retrieved from my shelf. “Best clean every hole for tonight, who knows what they’ll be making us do.” She filled it with warm water from the sink along with a squirt from a bottle labeled Castile soap. “This is nice and gentle, doesn’t burn but will help make sure you’re well cleaned out. Now bend over.”

I bent into position six as I had seen in the graduation video, ass in the air and hands gripping my shins near the ankles. To my right I saw Clara was preparing bottles for herself and Mauve as well, their shower also complete. Tam was walking to the cabinet to get another two for herself and Mila. Mila dribbled a few drops of a lubricating oil over my upturned anus, using a finger to make sure a little of the oil actually made it inside. She added a few more drops onto the tip of the bottle itself, then slipped it inside.

The feeling as warm water filling my insides was much more pleasant than I had expected. Once the bottle was empty Mila withdrew it and tossed it in a bin to be washed “Stay like that as long as you can, then sit on the toilet.” I obeyed, letting the warm water work, cleansing the actual core of my body. Mauve was in a similar position with Clara emptying a bottle into her dark, round ass. The other women waited since there were only two toilets. Several minutes passes before I became aware of the enema trying to push its way back out again. I stayed bent and waddled towards the toilet with my hands still near my ankles. Then when I sat down on the toilet the stream of water that poured out of my ass was an amazing release. I let it all go, smelling the evidence that it was working but deciding not to look.

When I was finished I stood and flushed the toilet quickly. My bath time ended with one more time into the shower to use the high power setting to blast clean my backside and rinse away anything the enema had left behind on my skin. Then I dried myself with a towel and wrapped in my robe. Mauve joined me while the other three finished up their own cleansing rituals.

We returned to the sitting room in our robes where Paula was alone on a couch looking through a magazine detailing news from the city and outside world for the last month. Mauve beckoned me to the couch opposite Paula, where we sat side by side and she put an arm around me. “Paula, you missed an amazing shower, you’ll make our new sister here worry that you don’t like her,” she teased. Paula shifted a bit in her seat but didn’t look up as she said “I like all of you just fine with your clothes on, and I’m perfectly capable of showering alone once you’re all through. Flushing out my ass too.”

Chapter 6

We were all ready and dressed by 5pm, even Paula, who had showered alone after we were all finished. Between the other five of us there was more kissing and fondling as we put on our uniforms and those of us with long hair styled it up and out of our faces with toothed green clips. As novices we were never given shoes, perhaps because they could be an advantage if we tried to fight, or perhaps to keep us from running away. For this occasion we wore the black leather collars and chains, which I learned were only used in formal ceremonies unless a master specifically requested otherwise.

Mistresses Morna, Nellie and Athena whom I had met earlier in the day (and still owed me a punishment for incorrectly stating the rules) came to bring us to dinner. Each held two of our chains in one hand, keeping the other hand free. Nellie and Athena had tasers. Morna, who was junior to them, held a baton instead. With our neck chains held so close together this resulted in us walking in pairs. We were expected to keep our hands clasped behind our backs and our eyes downward as we walked. Paula and I were next to each other at the end of the procession being led by Mistress Athena. I guessed we walked in the very lowest positions due to our status as outsiders. Paula made a point to keep several inches of space between us.

Dinner was light, consisting of fruit and crackers. We were really too nervous to eat much anyway. I wondered if we would be drugged the way I suspected I had been in quarantine. At the end of our meal we were each given a cup of strong smelling tea. Morna confirmed my suspicions when she informed us “The medicine in this tea will help you relax, and will arouse you as well.” but then surprised me by saying “Drink as much or as little as you think you need.” I drank about half, still suspicious about what would happen if I lost all my self awareness. Paula didn’t touch it. The other girls drank most if not all.

We were then marched to a room with a stage and rows of chairs, just as I had seen twice in the videos in quarantine. On the state stood an adjustable metal table covered in a thin cushion. It had drawers and cabinets beneath and there was a cabinet at right end (from the view of the audience) of the stage as well. We entered through a door at the left side.

I looked up at the audience and saw not a single empty seat. There we’re probably 200 men there. Senior mistresses in their telltale black uniforms and tall black boots stood at intervals around the perimeter. I noticed the men wore soft, flat shoes more similar to slippers than actual shoes. Another sign of who had the most power here I supposed. I recognized Master Theo, the Governor, sitting in the front row in a section marked “VIP,” along with three other men I did not recognize.

The leather grips at the ends of our chains were each attached to a hook high on the wall at the back of the stage. There were exactly six hooks, spread across the entire width of the room. In front of each there was an X painted on the floor that we were to stand on. The effect of this spacing made it that we could have just barely grabbed each other’s wrists if we all extended our arms wide. Standing in position one, hands clasped behind our asses and eyes downward, we couldn’t even see each other. Morna gave us a last minute lecture. “Remain on your mark in position one and do not speak or move unless specifically instructed to do so. Tonight is mostly about showing you off to the most powerful men here, as well as to some of the youngest and most fertile who might start thinking about impregnating someone in the next few years. Those are the men we hope spend the most time with you in the coming months, so be on your best behavior. Remember the five rules and listen to instructions and you will be fine. You are not expected to have mastered any sex acts yet, but the more willing you are to try them the more points you will earn towards advancement. Also, try to enjoy yourselves just a little.”

Mistress Athena addressed the crowd then. I later learned she had been Morna’s trainer years prior, and was now one of the highest ranking Senior Mistresses. “Gentlemen, thank you so much for coming to help welcome our latest cohort of novices. These young women are about to commit themselves to years of service, all for the sake of maintaining the peaceful order of our city, making it a safe and pleasant place for all who live here.” There was polite applause. “Initiation exists to prove a young woman’s readiness to become a novice, and her willingness to commit to the rules of self-control, humility, submission, consent and pleasure. All of these young women have had basic instruction in these rules as well as some other expectations, but they have not yet had to put that knowledge to the test. They of course will still have a great deal to learn before they can advance in their positions here. Tonight is about demonstrating that willingness to learn. Now, enough talk, let’s begin! Their primary trainer, Mistress Morna, will lead today’s initiation.”

Mistress Athena stepped aside. Instead of taking her place on center stage Mistress Morna first came to the back wall and releases the collar from around Mila’s neck. She led her to the front of the stage, but the far left side where a thin cushion was waiting on the floor. “Remove your clothing and then assume position three.” Mila quickly peeled off the skin tight clothes, dropped to her knees on the cushion and clasped her hands again behind her ass. She angled her head upward, causing her small breasts to protrude just a bit. She spread her knees just a bit wider than her shoulders, allowing the men in the front row a nice view of her freshly waxed cunt.

“Now, slut, tell me your understanding of rule one, self control.”

“Yes, mistress, it means we don’t cum without permission, and we take punishments without complaint.”

“Anything else?”

“I…I don’t think so, mistress.”

Mistress Morna looked Mila up and down, arms crossed, considering. Then she went to the cabinet at the side of the stage and returned with a cock-shaped rubber device. She showed it to the five of us in the back of the room and said “chins up, sluts. I want you watching each-other’s lessons for the rest of the evening. Looking I could see the device was actually hollow, with a small opening at the tip where a man’s cock would have an opening, and a much larger opening at the other end. It was essentially a funnel. From somewhere else Mistress Nellie had produced a gallon sized jug of water.

“Self control, slut, means you master your body and mind. It means you resist natural urges and maintain whatever is demanded if you, no matter how difficult or uncomfortable. Open your mouth.”

Mila did as asked. Morna placed the tip of the cock-funnel into Mila’s mouth, deep enough to keep the girl from being able to talk but not too deep for her to breathe. “Tonight, you will remain in this position until we release you. You will drink whatever we put in this funnel and you will not urinate until given permission. No matter what else is being done to your body or how uncomfortable it becomes you will keep the funnel in your mouth and maintain your position. Nod if you understand.” Mila’s head bobbed slightly. “Good. Now slut I hope you’re thirsty.”

Morna proceeded to pour from the gallon of water into the funnel, slowly to allow her time to drink what was there before it could overflow. She didn’t let her stop to take a breath until it was half gone. She set the half empty jug to the side and returned to the back of the room.

This time it was Tam whose collar she unhooked. She brought her front and center, keeping her in position one for now. “Tell me rule two and what it means to you,” she commanded.

“Rule two is humility, mistress. It means we are the lowest of the low in this fortress and we must remember that at all times. It means we do not speak unless spoken to. It means those above us can command and degrade us as they see fit, and we must not complain or talk back.”

Morna was clearly pleased. “Excellent answer, Novice Tam. Remove your clothing please.” While she did so Morna went to the cabinet and withdrew a vibrator. It was U-shaped, with a thicker section designed to sit inside the pussy and stimulate the g-spot and a thiner, flatter portion with a textured knob mean to stimulate the clit at the same time. “As a reward for your intelligence I am going to allow you to complete your task for the evening while wearing this. If at any time you feel yourself about to orgasm you may stop what you are doing, but you must let whatever man is closest to you fondle your breasts or ass while you cum. Position four please.”

Tam, now fully naked, assumed the hands and knees posture. Morna slid the thick portion of the vibrator into Tam’s mouth first to lubricate it, then eased it into her tight pussy. She angled it so it stimulated the g-spot and clit and turned the vibration to a low setting. “To keep this in place you will need to crawl on your knees and elbows instead of hands. We have a few men in the audience who very much enjoy having their toes licked and sucked by slutty little novices like yourself. They are going to line up along the wall. You will crawl down the line and treat each man’s toes with your mouth, for as long as they want you to. Do you understand?”

“Yes, mistress,” Tam was already trembling from the stimulation in her pussy.

The men got into position, barefoot along the wall of the room to the left from my perspective at the back of the stage. There were eight in all. To get down to where they were Tam first had to crawl down a set of four stairs. She was careful to keep her head much lower than her ass as she descended. This was easier to do going downstairs than it was on the level floor below. She struggled to reach the first man but managed not to let the vibrator fall. He leaned back against the wall and propped his left foot up on the heel, toes in the air. Before she could start sucking however her first orgasm hit her. She lowered her face to the floor and moaned loudly, the man slipped his foot under her chest and fondled her breast with his toes instead. From where I stood on the stage I couldn’t see much more of her than her upraised ass and pussy. I did see the squirt of juices coming out from around the vibrator as her orgasm reached its peak. She shuddered several more times before it finally started to subside. The man then moved his foot from her breasts back to her mouth so she could get to work licking and sucking. He pulled his cock out if his pants at the same time to stoke it powerfully.

I had a feeling that I would be next, given my mishap with rule three with Mistress Athena earlier in the day. I was partly correct. Morna unhooked both my and Paula’s collard and led us to the table in the front of the stage. She instructed Paula to strip and lay in position 8 – on her back, holding her ankles in the air above her so her knees were bent and pussy wide open. Athena joined us on stage again and addressed me directly. I wasn’t given any specific instruction so I stood in position one by Paula’s feet.

“Novice Aspen, earlier today I asked you to recite the 5 rules. Tell me the mistake you made.”

“I listed consent before submission, mistress.”

I heard a couple murmurs of interest from the crowd.

“And, tell me, precisely, what is the difference between the two?”

My mouth went dry and my stomach felt queasy. I suddenly wished I had taken the full dose of tea earlier. I had never been on display like this. Parading me around the fortress naked had of course been a display, but most of the men and women had ignored me. Now most of the men were looking right at me. “I guess, mistress, submission is doing what you’re told, and consent is saying you will do what you are told. Maybe that is why I confused the two, I thought agreeing to something had to happen before actually doing it?”

Athena signed. “In here, novice, we have very specific definitions of those rules. Submission is agreeing to pleasure others. Consent is a greening to let someone else pleasure or punish you. Many acts require both submission and consent. Getting your ass fucked, for example.”

I swallowed nervously. I was in no way ready for that. But logically I realized Paula was the one exposed on the table. I was still fully clothed. I was also very aroused. Maybe the dose of tea I had taken was too much? Or just the right amount….

“Right now, though, you get to practice pure submission. No one is going to touch you. But undress. The men here like naked women pleasuring each other.”

In many ways that seemed much worse. My core felt like it was full of lava – all the blood was rushing to my cunt and I was not going to be allowed any release.

“I want you to eat Novice Paula’s cunt until she cums,” she instructed me.

Of course at that moment Tam began another very loud orgasm from down on the floor. She had made it to the third man in the line. The first two hadn’t taken long to finish themselves while she sucked their toes. Now the third man was stroking himself much slower, prolonging the encounter. When she let up her work on his foot to cum he reached down and smacked her ass. Then he slipped a finger in his mouth to wet it and then pushed it against her tight puckered asshole. As she came he slipped it inside just to the first knuckle and then withdrew it again, most of the way, then advanced it rapidly. He finger-fucked her ass in and out while she screamed, a third orgasm following immediately after the second.

I was sure sure my own entire cunt and the lower half of my belly would explode from the built up arousal as I watched this. But my attention was snapped back to the stage as I heard Paula speak from the table.

“Mistress, I don’t want her to eat me.”

Athena turned to Paula wide-eyed. “Excuse me, whore? You’re being offered easy pleasure here. Why on earth would you refuse?”

“I just…I thought my job here was to pleasure men. Ma’am.”

Athena considered. The men in the room did not seem to be suffering any lack of pleasure. Many had already cum, stroking themselves to completion. Three red-clad mistresses were also working the audience. They didn’t focus much on any individual men, but walked between the widely-spaced rows, offering kisses here and there, stroking a cock for a few moments, letting a man grope their breast or ass if they wanted. More than a couple men were helping each other with hands or mouths. A black-clad mistress stood in each corner, monitoring everything.

“Novice Paula, what do you think you are doing here? Public displays like this initiation are exactly what these men want. There will be plenty of others who just want to fuck your sassy mouth. But this is much more exciting for any man with any sense of imagination and novelty. If you refuse this act you will be punished here instead, and I guarantee you it will be unpleasant.”

Paula lowered her feet from where she was holding them and turned to sit on the side of the table. “I will take the punishment.”

Athena gaped at her. “Well then then, Morna? Add lack of proper humility and breaking position without permission to this whore’s list of infractions and prepare her for punishment. We’ll deal with the rest of these better behaved novices first.

Morna opened a door at the back of the stage. I hasn’t seen it before as it was painted to blend in to the black wall. It was between where I had been chained and where Clara still stood.

Meanwhile Athena was brought a cup from one of the junior mistresses who had been working the crowd. I realized with a mix of excitement and mortification that she had been collecting cum from the men in the audience while making her rounds. Athena walked over to where Mila still knelt with her head ripped back and the cock-funnel in her mouth. She tipped the cup into the funnel and a large, sticky glob of cum fell into the funnel. “Drink up, dear. You’ll need to suck a bit to get it through, it’s nice and thick.” Mila hesitated, her eyebrows crinkling a bit. Athena picked up the gallon jug of water and poured a bit into the funnel, watering down the cum so it ran easer and also splashing water over the sides onto Mila’s upturned face and spilling over her shoulders. I imagined if her bladder was feeling at all full the splashing water was adding to the discomfort. But then Mila’s throat began to move and I realized she was sucking down the now watery cum as instructed. My own mouth watered and I wondered what it tasted like.

Morna returned to center stage with the object she had been seeking from the back supply closet, a large wooden frame shaped like the letter X. A wide triangular brace extended from the center in the back to the floor, keeping it upright. It was on wheels which she locked for now. There were leather cuffs in each corner. “Novice Paula, this is your last chance. You require punishing regardless, but if you consent to being pleasured by Novice Aspen now you can still reduce the amount of punishment you are consenting to. Otherwise please position yourself facing the frame.”

Without a word Paula stepped down from the table and approached the frame. Morna secured her hands to the upper arms of the X, then spread her feet wide and secured one ankle to either side. Below the ankle straps there were thick wooden dowels protruding that served as foot rests. Her feet had to be turned outward in order to rest on these dowels. It looked very uncomfortable. The position reminded me of the posture I had been forced into for my very painful waxing much earlier that same day and my stomach clenched again. That hadn’t even been punishment, not at first. And in all of the videos I had seen the punishments had been accompanied by pleasure and mixed with reward. Paula had been downright insubordinate. I feared her punishment would be more severe than anything I had seen yet.

Instead of immediately flogging her, Morna rolled the frame to the side of the stage behind Mila. She rotated it so Paula could still see everything happening around her.

Clara and Mauve were release last from their collars. Our trainer instructed them both to undress and sit on the table side by side and assume position 8. Since the table was designed typically to hold just one person at a time this was a bit awkward. They had to sit with their legs hanging off the longer side instead of the shorter end. To get into position they had to hang both their asses and heads off opposite sides of the table. Balancing this way required them to pull their feet nearly all the way to their shoulders. This left their cunts wide open towards the audience.

“The final rule is pleasure. Although these two have done nothing yet to earn it, it suits the purposes of this initiation to allow them it, but with conditions.” From a drawer under the table she produced two ball gags, and from the cabinet against the wall two J shaped devices. On the shorter arm of the J were three metal balls. Sleek black cords were attached to the longer end.

“Ladies, you will soon be using your bodies to pleasure men. Getting to cum without cocks in your mouths or asses will be a rare occurrence. Consider this practice for that eventuality.”

She secured a ball gag into each of their mouths. As for the hooks, she applied a generous amount of oil to each, then approached Clara’s backside. She oiled her middle finger and rubbed it around the outside of the busty blond woman’s tight asshole several times before slipping it inside. She glided it in and out a while before removing it and replacing it with the short end of the hook. The smallest ball on the end popped in easily, but then Clara clenched and the second ball met resistance.

“You are going to need to relax, slut. These balls are nothing compared to some of the cocks that are going to be fucking you here.”

This only seemed to make poor Clara clench tighter. In response, Morna reached a hand toward her chest and gave one large nipple a painful pinch and twist. Clara’s scream was muffled by the ball gag, but the pain seemed to be the distraction she needed, and the two larger balls on the anal hook popped into place.

Morna looped the cord underneath the table and around to Clara’s head. She took a set of ankle cuffs from the drawer connected by a metal bar about 1 foot long, with an eye hook in the center. She secured the cuffs to Clara’s ankle and tied the free of the cord into the eye hook. The result was that if Clara wanted less pressure inside her ass she had to pull her ankles even higher towards her head. If she became tired and loosened her pull on her ankles the hook would be driven deeper into her ass.

Morna gave Mauve the same treatment, although whether because she had some experience with anal play or perhaps just because she had more time to mentally prepare, her ass did not resist the hook at all.

Morna stood back and admired her work. “One last thing you three. I expect Mauve and Clara to cum at the same time. Aspen you may use your hands as well as your mouth – but I want to see you eating them for ten minutes each before you let them cum. If they do not cum simultaneously, or if they cum before you’ve eaten them both the required ten minutes, both you and the slut who cums first will be punished. You can go at whatever pace you think best, but you must be actively eating them for the full ten minutes – no stopping for more than a second or two at a time.

Morna provided a cushion for me to kneel on right in the center of the two women’s upturned pussies. I started with Mauve on my left. I could see she was already very wet. I thought back to the videos I had seen and Morna’s lectures on anatomy and pleasure in quarantine. I knew getting them to cum simultaneously would be easiest if I rubbed their clits hard. The ten minutes of eating without letting them cum would be the real challenge.

I heard a timer click as soon as my tongue touched the base of Mauve’s hairless, wet pussy. She tasted salty and a bit sour and generally very nice. As my tongue approached her clit I felt her tense. I stopped just before reaching it and went back to the base. I made each lick last a full ten seconds at least. I did a six of these, then stopped and switched to thrusting my tongue in and out of her pussy very slowly and mechanically. I tried to estimate another minute of this before going back to the slow licking. I continued methodically alternating between licking and tongue thrusting, avoiding her clit the entire time, until Mistress Morna’s timer sounded.

I noticed Mauve shudder as I pulled my mouth away and moved to Clara’s glistening cunt. Slow and steady had worked on Mauve, so I repeated the process on her. The problem was that she was apparently already building toward orgasm from the stimulation of the hook in her ass. I could actually see the muscles around her cunt twitching as I approached, and I heard her moan around the ball gag while my tongue made its first swipe.

Morna saw me hesitate a bit longer than she liked and gave me a sharp smack on the ass with a riding crop. Through my tight, thin leggings it stung almost as much as if I’d been naked. I picked up the pace but then noticed Clara’s breath quicken and her muscles clench more. I tried a new strategy, moving my tongue to the groove between the large and small labia on one side, hoping this would be less sensitive. Clara seemed to relax a little. I alternated from side to side, using her body’s signals to guide me away from the most sensitive areas. My jaw was beginning to ache. I tried closing my mouth and using just the tip of my tongue protruding between my lips, but that caused the muscles at the back of my tongue to ache. I alternated between mouth open for two painfully long, slow strokes up each side, then mouth closed with tongue protruding for two. I tried using just my lips as well, taking little nibbles to rest my tongue for a few seconds at a time. Ten minutes seemed to take longer this time, but eventually the alarm went off, and Clara hadn’t orgasmed.

Now the final part of my task, to bring them both to completion. I started with my pointer fingers simultaneously thrusting into their pussies, then added my middle fingers. I tried to use my thumbs on their clits at the same time, but in my kneeling position the angle was wrong. So after a few more seconds of thrusting I withdrew my fingers and moved them up to their clits.

Clara exploded, shooting a jet of cum all over my hand, dripping down my arm and even splashing the right side of my face. I had miscalculated. Since I had just been eating her cunt she had been right on the edge, while Mauve needed to build back up a bit more. I decided instead of stoping i would work

to get Mauve there as quickly as I could. I placed my fingers back inside, making a “come hither” motion against her g-spot and sealed my mouth over her clit at the same time, first flicking my tongue against it rapidly, and then giving it some small gentle sucks.

It was only about 20 seconds after Clara that Mauve began to shake with her own orgasm. Her legs were involuntary trying to buck, pulling the anal hook deeper and intensifying the orgasm. Her muscles clenched tightly around my fingers and her moans were loud. I had a feeling if it weren’t for the gag she would have been screaming fiercely. She wasn’t much of a squirter but I felt and tasted a small gush of juice as her orgasm reached its climax.

I slowly pulled away and sank back to my knees. Some of the men in the audience were cheering and clapping and I felt an odd sense of pride, even though I had not succeeded in getting them there simultaneously.

“To your feet, whore.” Morna took me by the elbow to help me stand. I had a mix of Mauve’s pussy juices and my own drool running down my chin. I reached to wipe it away but Morna slapped my hand down. “Hands behind your back, but keep your chin up. Best get used to having cum on your face now. Let them take a good look at you.

Behind me Athena was unhooking the two girls from their gags and ankle cuffs. She instructed them to remove their own anal hooks. I heard Clara whimper as she struggled to get the largest ball out, and Mauve whisper “relax first!” Once they were both completely unhooked Athena let them sit upright and have them each a small bottle of water.

Tam was on the second to last man, ass in the air, sucking his big toe the way I had seen some women in videos suck the tip of a man’s cock. He was stroking himself furiously. I noticed her ass and back were sparkling with gobs of cum from the previous men in line.

To my right now as I faced the audience was Mila, still kneeling with the cock funnel in her mouth. Morna left me standing where I was and turned back to her. She removed the cock funnel for a moment. “Tell me slut, do you need to pee?”

Mila swallowed a few times and adjusted her jaw before answering “yes, mistress.”

“Badly?”

“Starting to get bad, yes, mistress.”

“Not good enough. Open up.” Morna put the funnel back in place and fed her the rest of the gallon of water. She removed the funnel then, apparently deciding Mila’s jaw didn’t need to suffer any more. “When you are certain you can’t hold it any longer, Mistress Athena will be ready to listen to you beg.”

She turned back to Mauve, Clara and me. “You three would be done now if Aspen had done her job correctly, and if Clara had shown a bit more self control. But instead, Clara and Aspen have earned a punishment.” She led us in front of Mila. “Position 9 here, but with arms at your sides instead of outspread. Heads together. I want your faces as close to Mila’s crotch as possible.” Position 9 is typically lying on our backs with arms and legs wide like the letter X. With our arms at our sides instead we could both get our faces almost directly under Mila’s very full bladder. Our bodies had to angle away from each other in order to spread our legs wide. Mistress Morna cuffed my right ankle to Clara’s left, and my right wrist to her left. Then she cuffed my left wrist and ankle to chains that were anchored to the table Clara and Mauve had just been lying on. Clara’s free wrist and ankle were cuffed to something off to the right that I couldn’t see – an anchor point of some kind. Lastly she placed a cuff around each of our necks and ran chains from the cuffs back between Mila’s legs and hooked them to her ankles. Her pussy was just inches from our faces and neither of us could move away even a little.

From off stage someone brought a large bucket of ice water. “Mauve, Clair is obviously a horny cunt who needs cooling down. And I’m sure Aspen is also unbelievably hot and horny right now, especially since we’re not letting her cum today. You will help cool them off.” She handed her a large empty cup. “Until this bucket is empty, I want you to alternate dumping ice water on each of them. And I think Mila is still thirsty, so every 3rd scoop is for her.” To Mila she said “mouth open, I don’t expect you to swallow it all, plenty of it will just run down down your face and body. And do try to keep control. You’re going to piss all over these sluts soon, but if you let it go before the water is gone you’re also going to get your ass whipped.”

Tan had finished with the last man in line. Mistress Athena had retrieved her and brought her back on stage. She was given a robe to wear and a chair to sit on nearby so she could watch our punishment. She was covered in the cum of the men whose toes she had been sucking but overall looked very satisfied.

The first cup of ice water hit me like a punch in the gut. Mauve had dumped it right over my belly. I felt the next one splash off of Clara’s belly onto my side a bit as well. Then the cup she poured into Mila’s open mouth overflowed down the front of her body and drenched both of our faces. We could turn to the side to keep it out of our noses and mouths but otherwise we could not escape it. The next cup soaked my breasts. Another was dumped right between my legs.

After the fifth round Mila started to beg. “Mistress please I really need to pee.”

“Not yet whore. Hold it.”

Another round. My nipples were rock hard and standing straight up. I had goosebumps everywhere. Mauve had to reach deeper into the bucket now. Ice cubes littered the stage.

“Please mistress I am begging you I have to pee so bad.”

“Not yet whore. One more round. Then when you beg you better be specific.”

Mauve ditched the cup and picked up the mostly empty bucket. She emptied it onto my lower belly, Claire’s and finally into Mila’s mouth.

“Please mistress, please let me pee.”

“Pee where exactly?” Athena demanded.

“Um….on Aspen and Claire?”

“On their faces. Beg to piss on them.”

“Please mistress. Please let me pee on their faces.”

“Ok whore. Piss now.”

I squeezed my eyes shut and turned my head as best as I could. Most of the stream of hot piss landed between our heads, coating my right cheek and ear and Claire’s left. My hair was already drenched from the ice water and the piss ran down my head and pooled around me. The stream seemed to last so much longer than I thought possible. When I eventually thought she was done I turned my head straight again, only to have one more short burst hit me in the middle of my face. I gasped slightly and it dribbled into my mouth. I spat it out as quickly as I could and shook my head side to side, trying to shake it from my face. Claire was doing the same, but also laughing slightly. I found myself chuckling too. It was disgusting and degrading but some of the men obviously enjoyed it, ridiculous as that seemed to me.

There was applause from the audience the whole time we were being pissed on. When it was finally over Mistress Athena helped Mila to her feet. She handed her a robe and a vibrating wand. “You haven’t cum yet but you’ve earned it. Make yourself comfortable anywhere on the stage you would like and have at it.”

Claire and I were given towels and robes and chairs to sit in. Mauve also got a robe and a chair. A junior mistress brought us all cups of hot tea. Only Paula remained naked, strapped to the wooden X, facing the crowd. It had dwindled some, many of the men having gotten themselves off and decided they were satisfied with that and didn’t need to see it all. I supposed they had access to this kind of entertainment regularly. But there were a couple dozen men remaining including master Theo and the other three VIPs.

Mistress Morna turned to Paula. “Master Theo is governor of this campus. He has with him today másters Jefferson, Corey and James, all of whom are on our campus council. They have much power to influence your future here.” The three men were all over 50, physically fit, with graying hair. James had dark black skin. Corey appeared mixed ethnicity. Jefferson had been a ginger before going gray.

Master Theo stood and spoke to Paula directly. “You, novice, are an outsider. You must know it is a privilege for you to be here. We could send you outside the city wall any time. We could even send you to the mines. You could have chosen asexual service – in fact you still can. No one in this fortress is completely without choice. But if you want to remain on the novice path, with the hopes of becoming a mistress some day, you must submit to pleasuring whomever you are told. You must consent to sex acts with both men and women. The women in this fortress are powerful. We believe you all deserving of pleasure. We want to see it given and received openly. Prudes do not belong here. If you can’t let another novice lick your cunt can we really expect you to pleasure ten or twenty men per week? Most of those men will give you nothing in return. Your sister novices are here to help you. Your job requires teamwork. So these mistresses and these fellow masters and myself need to know, are you ready to fully consent and submit to the path you are on? If not I will fetch you a brown uniform myself.”

Paula looked at the floor through the upper arms of the X. “No sir, I don’t want a brown uniform. I want to serve sexually and advance to mistress. I want to bear children some day.”

“Good girl, slut. I am going to enjoy seeing these mistresses break you down first, then fuck you in dozens of ways for dozens of orgasms. The reluctant ones always cum the hardest you know. But for tonight, 50 lashes for your defiance. You’ll have to wait and cum another day.”

Mistress Morna nodded and thanked Theo. Then she retrieved a rope-like whip, about 4 feet long with a thick handle. “Count your lashes for me, whore.”

SMACK the first one hit her right across the left ass cheek. Paula said nothing. My heart was pounding and my stomach twisted. I had agreed to this, sort of. Paula had to for that matter. Master Theo had offered her another out even now. But this felt like more than just whipping as a sexual turn on. Theo said they intended to break her. Was she really on with being broken?

SMACK again. “None of these counts unless I hear you say it out loud, novice. SMACK a third time. Paula barely flinched – I was impressed. With this one she did at least mutter “one,” tersely and through clenched teeth….