Author's note: This next chapter has a lot more S&M than the first one, and as such, is much more extreme. If that is not your cup of tea, well, you were warned!

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It was hours later until Sam was awoken to the sounds of the cell door being opened again and the whimpering mews of a slave in tow being pushed into the room. A switch was snapped on, illuminating the darkness. Sam sat up, and blinked several times to adjust the sudden intrusion of light. One of the guards was attaching a leg iron to this newcomer to the cell, as well as cuffing her hands to the metal headboard. The guards also dropped off two trays of food and more bottles of water as well, and abruptly left. Sam, finally awake, looked over to see who it was.

It was Mariah, the woman she saw being harshly abused and milked before! Sam guessed she was in her late 30's. She was in a sorry state of being, to say the least. Her short, thick curly red hair was a tangled mess, and sweat dripped from her body. The previous bondage she was in had only recently been removed, as her gigantic breasts, pulled to the sides of her body due to their immense weight, were still slightly red. Deep red rope marks could clearly be seen at the base of her tits where they were tightly bound, and black and purple welt melts of various sizes were raised on her once pale white tit flesh. Her long, thick pink nipples were still slightly deformed from the crushing vacuum force that had been applied to them. Her huge 40KK breasts looked less rounded than before as well. Samantha surmised that it was due to the massive amount of milk these tormentors had sucked out of her; she was completely devoid of milk now.

All over her body were light red whip marks from some type of implement, and Samantha shuddered at the thought of what might cause her captors to do the same to her! Around her mid section was some type of leather harness that went around her waist and under her crotch, fastening in the back. She had no idea what that was for. Samantha knew she had to help this poor, abused woman. She grabbed a bottle of water and walked over to the other bed.

"Hey, my name is Sam, what's yours?" Samantha asked, trying to be polite and tender all at once.

"I..I'm Mariah" stammered the helpless woman.

"Here, drink some water," said Sam, pushing the bottle to her lips. Mariah thanked her with her eyes as she readily sucked down half the bottle at once. Sighing, Mariah laid her head back down, clearly exhausted.

Samantha waited a few moments, then her curiosity got the best of her. "What on earth happened to you? What's around your waist? What's going on here? What is this "Bank" that these maniacs keep talking about?! I need to know!" Questions were spilling out of Samantha as fast as she could think of them.

Mariah gave a faint smile, "Calm down, and I'll try to answer as best as I can." Mariah shifted uncomfortably for a moment, then proceeded. "First, what happened to me is I misbehaved. Before my milking was to take place, several of the guards were brought in to fuck me for one of the masters' pleasure as he watched.

Samantha interrupted, "Oh that's awful!"

Mariah just shook her head, "That's nothing at all my dear, it's practically a daily occurrence for all the girls here." Samantha just nodded in shock.

Mariah continued on. "Well, since it was right before my milking, I was practically bursting with the stuff, and the guys like to be extra rough with my tits and nipples cuz of their size, and even with these nipple contractors on, some leaked out, and that's why I was punished like I was. But I've been through much worse. I hate admitting it, but even through the harshest milkings and punishment sessions, my pussy is still dripping wet, and begging for release.

Samantha gulped and remembered how wanton she had felt just hours earlier as she was being abused by Ms. Chase. "And because of that, I was punished again for cumming without permission during my milking on more than one occasion, so I have been fitted with a reverse chastity belt."

"Is that what this leather thing is?" asked Samantha.

"Yeah, inside are big plugs that they forced into me for being a wanton slut, thank god these ones don't vibrate though!" Mariah exclaimed. "I'm supposed to have these strapped into me for hours and hours, but I can barely stand it, they are so big! Please, Samantha, will you take them out?" begged Mariah.

"O..Ok, but wont' we get in trouble?" Samantha asked. "You'll just have to push it back into me before the guards come again. I know the timings by heart after all these years."

"Years?!" exclaimed Sam, incredulously.

"Yeah, I have been here for over eight years now. No one is coming to find us. I don't even think we are in the United States anymore, but I cant be sure", said Mariah. With that statement, Sam's heart sank. She had been hoping for some type of intervention, but apparently that was not to be. Shaking the thoughts aside for the moment, she returned her attention to Mariah. "Now what do I do here?"

"Just unclip the belt around the waist first." Stated Mariah. Sam complied. "Now undo the clip that goes between my legs, and you can pull them out." Mariah laid still as Sam unclipped the front harness. "Now pull them out, pleaseee!" groaned Mariah.

Sam slowly pulled the belt away from Mariah's thick, white body. The first to come out was a surprise to Sam for sure! Latex beads, the size of small marbles, and fused at the base, were being drawn out of her urethra!

"Oh Jesus! What the fuck is this?!" gasped Samantha. Mariah could only groan at first as the lubricated beads were popped out of her urethral tube.

"That is punishment for losing control of myself when I was cumming when the guards were fucking me. I peed everywhere...so they added this attachment to teach me to control my bladder" she trailed off, embarrassed by the story.

"Oh my god, these people are sick! Did it hurt going in?! It's huge compared to your tiny little peehole!" said Sam.

"Yeah, it did at first, but as more and more beads slipped in and it stretched out, it actually stimulated my clit so hard, I came twice!" said Mariah, getting excited at recalling her abuse. Samantha could only shake her head as she continued pulling the beads out of Mariah's urethral tube. Next, a massive 12 inch long, 3 inch diameter dildo was pulled out of her dripping twat. Mariah shuddered and twitched as the huge object was slowly brought of her cunt by Samantha. "Oh GOD, this thing is sooo big, its tearing me apart!" exclaimed Mariah. "Please Samantha, rub my clit, I need some relief from this pain!" implored Mariah.

Samantha looked down at her, viewing the older woman's tortured body, covered in whip marks, tits black, blue, and red from being strictly tied and beaten, and felt sympathy for her, but she still held back. "Mariah, I, I don't know, I've never done anything like this with a woman! And after what Ms. Chase did to me...." Sam's voice trailed off.

"Please, its not hard, you know how to do it! I need this relief!" groaned Mariah. "Oh, all right, just this once," Samantha said grudgingly. With that, she reached down with her left hand and stroked Mariah's fat clit in a circular motion.

Mariah shrieked in pain at first! "Not so hard, uggghh oh god, it's so sensitive!" Samantha stopped immediately. "I'm so sorry! What's wrong? What happened!?"

Mariah whimpered softly for a moment before speaking. "My clit, they had it under forced suction for almost an hour! My clit gets super sensitive when its under a little pressure, but they cranked it up to the maximum level to punish me! Ugh, it made me cum sooo, hard soo much, I could barely breath!" Samantha could only nod in amazement. "Please, just rub it gently and pull the rest of this monster out of me!" moaned Mariah.

Sam continued to pull out the huge phallus from Mariahs now sopping wet twat as she lightly rubbed her clit, causing Mariah to moan over and over. Her feminine scent filled the room, pheromones permeating Sam's senses. All this sexual activity was getting to Samantha, as her equally nude chocolate body began to respond to the sight in front of her, and her pussy began to moisten with her womanly juices and her nipples tightened up. That sensation reminded Sam that her breasts were beyond full of milk, they dragged down on her body even more heavily than before. It was quickly becoming painful, but she shrugged it off for the moment, anxious to help out her new friend. The vaginal dildo came out with a whoosh, followed by a deluge of juices.

Mariah could only moan her next phrase. "The..the one in my...aa...ass now, please!" Sam grabbed the leather strap lower now, at the base of the anal plug and started pulling, still rubbing her clit. As she extracted it, she saw it was just as large as the one she just removed from Mariah's cunt. She slowly pulled the big black monster out, and with a resounding pop, the twisted torture device was free of Mariah's abused holes. As the head passed out of Mariah's ass, the combination of clit stimulation and the removal of the dildos caused Mariah to tense briefly, then shudder gently in a small orgasm, bringing a smile to her face. Samantha moved the 3 pronged device to the side, its slippery cocks looking quite evil in the light. Mariah's breath was slightly ragged as she recovered from the ordeal. Her holes were gaped wide open, and Sam could see up into her anal passage, her twat, and even into her now stretched open urethra.

Sitting up, she looked at Mariah. "Is that better now?" spoke Sam, almost timidly. "Yes, it is, thank you so much!" said Mariah.

"I can't believe they fit all those horrible things into you! I didn't know anything could even go up into your urethra, or that dildos came in those sizes!" exclaimed Sam. "Tell me about it! They were so big, I couldn't stand it! Please, tell me, is there anything I can do for you? Said Mariah.

Samantha looked down at first, then spoke. "My..my breasts are soo full of milk, they haven't milked me in almost two days!" whined Sam. "Then come her love, that's what I'll help you with that," spoke Mariah.

"How can you do that with these damn nipple contractors on?" whimpered Sam. "I have some serious suction power in these lips, and I'd love to get them on those beautiful brown tits of yours!" Mariah smiled at Sam. Sam looked a bit embarrassed, but then consented. She crept forward and brought her first heavy brown tit to Mariah's mouth. Mariah latched on and sucked greedily. Only little droplets would get through, but every drop reduced some of the pressure inside her massive udders. As Mariah continued suckling, Sam unconsciously started rubbing her clit. It felt so good to be relieved of her liquid weight, and equally good on her clit while she was being suckled. Mariah noticed Sam's gentle ministrations on herself, and was confident she was doing a good job. After several minutes, Sam groaned softly to herself as she came gently. Both girls, exhausted from their ordeals, quickly passed out, Sam cuddling up gently next to Mariah.

"What is the meaning of this!" exclaimed Mistress Chase. Sam and Mariah's eyes both opened simultaneously with a snap. "You little whore's!" she continued, "I can't believe you filthy sluts actually had the nerve to disobey the rules!" Mistress Chase continued to seethe, looking directly at Mariah. By now both girls were wide awake. Sam vainly trying to cover her massive breasts and naked body, while Mariah simply cast her eyes to the floor. They saw Mistress Chase standing before them, wearing nothing but a tight leather corset, black arm length gloves, and thigh high stiletto boots, all in a rich shade of red. Adorning her waist was a strap-on harness, though it was devoid of its usual phallic device. Standing at her sides were 2 muscular guards, looking menacing in their combat style fatigues.

Quivering, Sam started to babble, "I..I'm so..soo.soo sorry Mistress! B..b.b.but my breasts, they hu...!" She was cut off abruptly as Mistress Chase walked over briskly and delivered a hard slap to her pretty face.

"I do not care how much pain you are in! You will endure until I allow you some peace! Is that understood!" Chase bellowed. Sam shrunk away in fear, nodding her head slightly. Looking back to Mariah, Chase frowned. "You of all people should know better! You have been with us for quite some time now. Most girls give out mentally and physically by now, but you just seem to relish in it! Your wanton slut pussy is always ready for more abuse, and those ridiculous monstrosities attached to your chest just keep pumping out more and more of that rich creamy milk no matter how much we demand of you!" Mariah simply bowed her head in shame. Mistress Chase walked backed to the guards. Looking over her shoulder, she spoke "You know your punishment will be long, grueling, and painful. I hope that brief respite from the pressure in your breasts is worth the trouble you are in, slave!" With that, she walked off. The guards quickly unlocked the girls, dragging them to their feet. Locking their leashes onto the collars on their necks, they lead the girls down the hallway towards Mistress Chase and the elevator awaiting to take them to their fate.

Down in the cool dungeon, the girls found themselves at the mercy of Mistress Chase and her guards. Placed in the center of the room, they stood, hands behind their backs like they were trained to do. Chase walked up behind them, heels clicking menacingly on the hard concrete floor. She spoke firmly while she ran her hands over their bodies. "You cunts have broken the number 1 rule around here, and will be punished severely. I hope you are ready for this. No matter how much you scream, cry, or whimper, I will not stop." Walking around front, she lightly stroked the heavy hanging breasts of her slaves. Both girls jumped slightly as she pinched their thick nipples. While Sam's smooth ebony breasts were massive indeed, dragging down 10 inches from their base to crest on her stomach, with thick, nickel width, ¾ inch long nipples topping them, Mariah's tits were simply gargantuan. Flopping down a full 14 inches from her chest, they hung just past her belly button on her full, thick body, yet still turned slightly upward as would a smaller breasted woman's. Her nipples were almost 1.5 inches long after years of constant strong suction and thick as quarters. Bright pink in color, they looked beautiful on her pale white skin. While she was indeed a larger woman, she had no ungainly folds, and still held an hourglass figure, with a large, rounded ass. Her clitoris was stretched outward almost ½ inch from years of suction torture. Her pussy lips were thick and meaty, able to lock onto any cock or phallic object. Her thick, bubbly ass was round and pliable, and easily spread open to accommodate almost any object. Strangely, she remained tight in both her pussy and ass, even after constant abuse by her cruel Mistress trying to fit ever larger dildos and plugs into her orifices. Mistress Chase thoroughly enjoyed that fact as some of the larger objects still brought cries of pain from the slave.

Mistress Chase continued to snake her fingers down the girls' bodies, landing on their clits, and rubbed them lightly, eliciting soft moans from both. "You like this, bitches?" Mistress cooed to them. They both simply nodded. "Well enjoy it, as this is the last nice thing you will experience for a long time!" And with that she raised her hands and sharply slapped both of their monstrous tits. They howled in unison as their breasts swayed to and fro, jiggling under their own mass. Chase turned and motioned to the guards. "Bind them as I instructed you, I will prepare the first lesson!" Chase walked off into the dark as the guards approached.

They bound the girls hands with rope at the wrists behind their backs, then placed them ass to ass. "Mmm, look at this sight, the two fattest titted cows we have in the joint, and its interracial to boot!" smirked one of the guards. "Yeah" replied the other, too bad we don't get to play...yet" the other responded. Both laughed at the inside comment. Sam and Mariah just tried to shut out what was happening and hoped it would be over soon. They were going to be disappointed.

The guards continued their task. Bending the girls forward, they raised their arms upwards until they were bent almost 90 degrees at the waist, and attached more rope to the cuffs on their wrists, then looped it through ceiling hooks, tying the girls tightly in a strict strappado bondage. As the girls started to squirm and make noise, the guards then brought over medium sized red ball gags, intended for long term wear, and locked them into place behind the slaves' thick lips, silencing them to animal-like mews. Grabbing spreader bars from the wall, they forced the slaves feet apart, attaching the steel bar to their ankle cuffs, stretching their legs 5 feet apart. In order to balance, the girls had to lean back slightly, pressing their warm behinds closer together. Sam started to blush (although one couldn't tell) as she felt her body react to the closeness of the other woman. Fighting it was worthless, as moisture crept into her pussy. Mariah was experiencing the same desire, but did not blush, as her sexuality was at the surface at all times due to long term submissiveness and abuse. Satisfied with their work, the guards left.

Mistress Chase re-entered the room pushing a hospital like device. Simply a metal T bar about 6 feet high on wheels, it held two small, clear bags filled with a clear fluid. Each bag had a length of plastic piping that ended in a nozzle. She brought it to rest close to the slave's plump rear ends. Her leather gloved hands grabbed one nozzle and brought it over to Mariah's ass first. Speaking as she moved, Chase said "Now I know our little slave Mariah here is familiar with what I am about to do, but since this is the first time for other pet, I shall inform you." Mistress Chase swatted Mariah's plump ass and then pushed her forward away from Sam, but she quickly fell back. Sam grunted with the impact, feeling the heat return to her pussy from the sudden fleshy contact. "Well this simply won't do... incompetent oaf's for guards!" Chase muttered to herself. "Now where was I?" she mused, then continued. "I am going to administer a small enema to clean out your dirty insides. We simply can't have any type of mess when your asses are violated later on!" Mariah murmured with lust, but Sam, still an anal virgin, was beyond nervous. Chase continued on, "but we must get you slaves apart first!" With that, she motioned into the darkness and two guards quickly appeared. "Imbeciles! Face these two cunts towards the drainage trough in the corner! Quickly!"

The guards hurried to move the two helpless girls. Sam yelped as their rough hands grabbed her waist, but in her position, struggling was out of the question. Both the bound slaves heavy breasts jiggled marvelously as they were awkwardly swung around into position. Once in place, Mistress Chase wheeled the enema cart in-between them. Without preamble, she grabbed the nozzle of one of the bags. With one hand she worked apart Mariah's supple ass and with the other worked the thin, lubricated nozzle into her pink rosebud. Upon letting go of her thick ass, the plastic tube was trapped in her white cheeks, firm and secure. Then she turned and stroked Sam's face. "Don't be nervous, pet, it will be a good thing for you" Mistress Chase said, smiling. Repeating the process, Chase spread apart Sam's dark asscheeks and worked the nozzle in slowly. Sam groaned lewdly at the assault, but her tight anus gave way quickly and the thin nozzle sank home. Reaching to the base of the two bags, Chase turned the release valves to let the liquid in. Almost a pint of the cleansing fluid rushed into the slaves' anal chute, and it had an immediate reaction! The slaves started squirming and wriggling against their bonds, and they felt an uncomfortable sloshing in their bowels as the fluid went to work. "A few minutes of this and then we shall see how well you have been cleaned out!" exclaimed Chase.
As the fluids did their work, the girls grunted and mewed behind their gags, as beads of sweat formed on their brows. Mistress Chase squatted down to play with the slave's hanging breasts. Giving them a light pinch each, she was pleased to see they could still react to multiple stimuli. Tracing her hands southward, she discovered with equal pleasure that their cunts were wet and excited. Glancing at their bellies, she noticed on Sam's was slightly tighter due to the pressure of the internal fluid, however Mariah's plumper figure did not show any signs of the enema. She smiled to herself, knowing that her situation would change very soon. Standing back up, she addressed her bound slaves. "Alright, sluts, its time for you to clean! She stood between them, facing their protruding back sides, and with a quick tug, pulled both nozzles clean from their tight anal resting place. Both girls groaned mightily as the dirtied fluid shot out of their asses with some force, splashing into the drainage trough to be whisked away by the running water in it. For what seemed like eternally long seconds ticked by as the girls expelled the enema. Finally it slowed down to only a trickle, then nothing as the fouled water was pushed out. Sam panted, her heavy brown breasts heaving as her first enema cleansing took its toll on her sexy body. Mariah was in slightly better shape, as this was not her first time in the slightest.

Mistress Chase turned, satisfied, and walked to the front of the bound girls. "Now that you are clean, your punishment can finally begin!" The girls bowed their heads in subdued fear. Sam remembered the last time she was punished by the Mistress, her nipples were sore for hours on end! But her cunt pulsated with the memory of Mistress' strapon making her cum again and again. As the guards were re-summoned, she was woken from her mental reverie as they brought disinfectant cloths to clean their sullied asses and pussies from whatever foul liquid had run down them. Moving the girls into their original position in the center of the room, they now faced away from each other once more, only the touching of their soft asses gave them sense that the other was there. Scared of what was about to befall them, they waited as Mistress Chase disappeared into the dark of the room. They did not have to wait long.

Both Mariah and Sam turned their heads as the sound of wheels on the hard concrete floor came to their ears. Both looked on in horror at the site! Mistress Chase had once again wheeled an enema cart into the room, but this did not contain merely a pint each! Hanging from the T-bar were massive, clear bags, and they looked like they were filled with milk! One was bigger than the other. Mistress Chase, coming to a stop, was quick to explain to the terrified slaves. "Since the cunt Mariah is more used to this sort of torture, and she did have the bigger transgression of actually sucking the milk out of my black slave's udders, she will receive the larger two gallon milk enema!" Mariah went a sheer white, looking ghostly in the harsh light. "For our new slave, we have still have a full gallon for her to take!" Sam was shaking in her bonds as she stared at the bag meant for her! Thicker tubes and bigger nozzles were attached to these huge bags of milk, and both knew they were in for a rough punishment indeed! Off of the cart, Mistress Chase grabbed a large bottle of anal lubricant and dripped it onto the slave's upturned asses, rubbing it down into their cracks. The girls moaned and shivered under the cool liquid and Chase's touch. Their moans were quickly followed by grunts as she worked first her index, then middle fingers into the slaves' tight anal orifices. Sam squealed as she was invaded by Chase's gloved fingers. "My, my, what a tight little bitch we have here!" Chase said as she worked her fingers in and out of Sam's wriggling ass. "This is going to be so much fun!"

Satisfied that they were well lubed up, she grabbed Mariah's enema bag first. Working the 1.5in nozzle into her thick, white ass, Mariah groaned in pleasure as the tip was worked into her sensitive pink rosebud. Mistress Chase just kept pushing and twisting until the nozzles 5in length was fully planted in Mariah's wide rear end. Turning to Sam, she said "This may hurt a bit, but just relax, we need you to loosen up quickly if we are going to fit anything of real size in their!" Sam shut her eyes tightly and tried to comply. Mistress Chase used her one hand to open up her black, pliable ass, exposing her dark rosebud. Grabbing the nozzle, she added some more lube, and slowing started to work it in. Almost immediately Sam clenched up, angering Chase and earning her a vicious smack on her jiggly ass. "Don't you dare clench up on me slut! I will force this is in one way or another!" Still clenching, Mistress Chase rained down blow after blow on her ass, turning it red and tender in seconds, such was the force Mistress Chase brought. Sam was screaming behind her gag and drooling, as tears ran down her pretty face. Finally, Sam forced herself to relax, and Mistress Chase pushed the nozzle plug all the way into her tight anus until it was snug and secure. Sam screamed in pain as she was rudely stretched open wider than she ever had been before. Walking to Sam's face, she bent down and slapped her hard! "Don't you ever disobey whore!"

Sam just nodded and cried to herself. Mariah tried to console her by rubbing her ass gently against Sam's. Sam responded, and she felt better somehow, and was acutely aware of how turned on she was in this vulnerable position, in strappado bondage, breasts hanging obscenely downward, ass plugged and ready to receive what appeared to be an impossibly large milk enema. Mistress Chase walked back to the enema bags and without circumstance unleashed the thick, creamy milk down the tubes and into the frightened slaves' awaiting bowels. Both girls screamed in unison behind their gags as the milk flooded into their asses. Mistress Chase watched in sick pleasure as the liquid slowly drained out of the bags and into their bowels.

Sam was beside herself as the liquid was forced by gravity into her, making her cramp and feel incredibly full. Mariah was no better off, having to take an entire additional gallon of fluid! Time seemed to stop as the milk drained eternally into them. Both Sam and Mariah's bellies were swelling as the liquid exerted pressure on them. Mistress Chase squatted down and rubbed their distended bellies, which now looked as if they were five months pregnant. Even Mariah, with her thicker body, looked tight and swollen.

"Ohh, poor babies, this must hurt soo bad." Both girls just nodded furiously and screamed behind their gag. "Don't worry pets, the cramping will subside as it fills all your nooks and crannies!" Sam could feel herself bubble on the inside as Mistress Chase rubbed her expanding belly. But as it bubbled and moved inside, she did feel slightly better. "There, there," Chase cooed. "Almost halfway done!"

The girls just cried behind their gags, as they were seemingly filled to the bursting point already! More and more liquid pressed onward into their bowels, sloshing around and creating strange sensations, yet a growing sense of excitement and warmness crept over both of them! Finally, after a grueling 20 minutes, the bags were empty. What was left in their wake was an intoxicating sight for Mistress Chase. Her two slaves were in dire straights for sure, their bellies extended outward as if they were nine months pregnant and ready to pop! Sweat covered their bodies as they panted heavily, arms raised behind them in the air and tied, asses pressed heavily onto one another, thick plastic tubes running out of them and into the now empty enema bags. Their heavy, milked filled tits were taught with pressure as well. Blue veins could be seen pulsing on Mariah's massive 40KK tits, and Sam's 38HH's looked as though they would pop at any minute. Their nipple contractors were doing their job, gripping tightly to the base of their teats, so no milk escaped. Mistress Chase laughed. "Now you two are really my milk cows!" She stroked their heavy tits, causing the slaves to groan. "Filled to the brim in the ass and the udders, my what a sight!" She reached in between their spread legs and felt moisture in their pussies, and flicked at their engorged clits.

The slaves went weak at the knees as they tried to get more contact, anything to relieve the intense internal pressure of the milk bloating insides. "Ah, ah, ah! Not yet my slutty little whores! You will get yours soon enough!" Mistress Chase walked off towards a wall containing all types of contraptions and sex devices. Selecting a device in the dark, she returned. What she now held in her hands she allowed her helpless victims to see. As she walked around the slaves, first Mariah's, then Sam's eyes popped as wide as their milk inflated bellies were! Mistress Chase held a massive, dark purple double sided dildo! 30 inches long from tip to tip, and 2 inches in diameter, it was a scary sight for both women!

Sam shuddered at the thought of where that evil device might be going. Mistress Chase sensed her fear, and held it closer. Sam saw that it was heavily ribbed, almost as if rings had been slipped around it. The valleys between the ribbings were deep indeed, and Sam instinctively knew where this was going. Mistress Chase just smiled. "You dirty whores are prone to misbehavior, and I know you would just let all that wonderful warm milk inside of you escape as soon as I remove the nozzles from your sweet, fat asses." With that she gave them both a quick spank, eliciting a slight jump from them both. Mariah and Sam panted slightly as the situation overtook their minds and bodies. "Because of this knowledge, I am going to have to plug your assholes with my little friend here. I just can't have you wasting all the milk we have worked so hard to suck out of your companions bloated fat bags!" The girls started begging behind their gags for mercy, but only unintelligible sounds came forth from behind their red ball gags. Mistress Chase retrieved a large bottle of lubricant, and approached the girls. She knelt down to inspect their progress. Stroking their inflated bellies again, Chase marveled at how full their breasts were and how far they hung down from their bodies. With their milk-stuffed bellies swelled to perfection, she lazily began to stroke their clits. Both girls moaned at the pleasurable contact, anything to take their minds off the intense pressure in their bowels. As wetness began to seep out of their wanton slits, Mistress Chase stood again, satisfied with their progress. "Such filthy cum sluts such as yourselves should be ashamed, getting wet even as your bellies are stretched and your tits ache for release from their milky burden. For shame!" she commented playfully. The girls could only mew pitifully. "Well then it's time to start your real punishment!"

She moved to Mariah's pliable white ass first. "Slave, I am going to remove your nozzle. If you so much as let one drop of milk escape your slutty butt, you will suffer dearly!" Mariah just nodded. First, Mistress Chase lubed the outside of her anal passage again, making sure it was ready. Then, she dripped a copious amount on the first half the anal dildo, making sure no part was left untouched. Finally, she started pulling out the nozzle slowly. Mariah moaned heavily at the renewed sensation on her sphincter. Chase simply kept pulling, until with a slight pop, the nozzle was removed.

Mariah concentrated hard to keep her ass shut under the enormous pressure. Knowing her slave would not last long without "assistance", Mistress Chase quickly moved the purple head into position. As Mariah felt the tip touch her anal chute, she tried to relax enough to let the massive invader in, but tight enough to keep the two gallons of creamy milk gush out. Mistress Chase had to maneuver quickly. Using her elbows to push Sam's thick ebony booty back, she deftly pushed the large head into Mariah's anus. Mariah let out a grunt from behind her gag as the large 2.5 inch diameter head slipped past her sphincter. Smiling, Mistress Chase continued to push. Inch by inch, the thick ribs on the dildo disappeared inside her slutty, wet hole. Each time another rib went into her thick ass, Mariah felt the fire in her pussy grow and grow, as her anus was stretched again and again. For a seeming eternity, Mistress Chase kept pushing, until the first 13 inches buried inside her. Now Mariah felt truly full, her anus sucking hard against the two inch thick plastic member buried over a foot inside her milk filled bowls. The displacement caused her stomach to swell even more, enhancing her pregnant, swollen look. Sweat dripped from her body as her sexual state reached new peaks, even as the discomfort in her bowels persisted.

Mistress Chase was gleeful as her slave responded to the treatment. "Now its my chocolate slaves' turn for her end of the dildo. Relax, and it will go much easier for you," cooed Mistress Chase. Sam whimpered against her ball gag as drool pooled to the ends of her thick lips, dripping slowly onto the floor. Mistress Chase squeezed more lube onto the protruding end of the dildo that was coming out of Mariah's plump white ass. Then she applied more lube onto Sam's quivering brown hole. Sam jumped as the cool liquid touched her hot skin. Mistress Chase spoke, "Now just relax or this will only hurt more..and as much as I'd love that, I have plenty more for your slutty ass to experience today!" Sam just nodded and tried her best to relax. Mistress Chase then eased the enema nozzle slowly from her bowels. Sam grunted and moaned until it slid out with a slight popping sound. No sooner than the nozzle was out, it was replaced by Mistress Chase' gloved finger. She collected a heavy dollop of lube and forced it deep into Sam's round, ebony ass. Sam moaned against the intrusion, and wiggled a bit. Mistress Chase lightly slapped her ass. "Stop your struggling cunt, and this will go easier for you." Sam tried to still herself as best as she could. Mistress Chase worked more and more of her finger in, spreading the slick lubricant all over her insides. Then she worked another finger in, pushing it in quickly all the way to the hilt.

The pressure inside Sam's milk filled bowels was enormous, and the added intrusion was causing her more discomfort still. Yet, her pussy was on fire with lust, and she secretly begged for it to be touch. Mistress Chase knew all of this of course, smelling her black slave cunt's lecherous desires. Readying the ribbed dildo, she withdrew her fingers suddenly, only to force the 2.5 inch diameter head into her tight anal passage. Sam groaned and thrashed as well as she could at the intruder. Mistress Chase simply kept on pushing. Rib after rib disappeared inside her thick ass, until the other 13 inches were resting deep within her bowels, the remaining four inches occupying the space between them.

She stood up and smiled at her handiwork as the girls moaned behind their ball gags, stimulated to the point of insanity by the strict bondage, the extreme milk enema, and the massive dildo buried over a foot into their soft bowels. Both girls dripped sweat. Mistress Chase just smiled as she walked away, speaking. "Oh sluts, this is merely the beginning! We have much more to do to you disobedient bitches." With that she walked back to the wall of sex toys and grabbed yet another double sided dildo! It was red, and shorter than the first at two feet in length. What it lacked in length, it made up in girth, as the monster was 3 inches in diameter! As she brought the floppy monster closer, the girls whimpered in a mixture of terror and lust. She again circled the girls, so they could see the monster that could only be meant for their drenched pussies. As she came closer to their faces, the bound slaves could see that the huge double sided dildo was covered in thick rounded studs, designed to enhance the sensations and rub on their most sensitive parts.

Mistress Chase approached her car again, and squatted down between the girls. She coated the giant dildo with more lube, and began to push it first into Sam's soaking wet pussy. Sam groaned as the head of the massive intruder touched her sex. Mistress Chase smiled evilly to herself as her slave's dark skin opened up and gave way to her hot pink insides. She twisted and turned the huge dong, trying to work the bulbous head into her tight cunt. The pressure was enormous for poor Sam, and try as she might to stay still, she couldn't help but struggle. Her movements did little to help her plight, nor her poor friend. With every jerk, the milk inside her sloshed painfully and the dong secured in her tight ass wiggled, bringing her pleasure. The motion translated into Mariah, where the process continued, making the punishment of one, the punishment of both.

Mistress Chase continued her ministrations on Sam's unyielding orifice. "My, my you little slut, I see we your pussy needs to be stretched as much as your ass does! I think it's time to expedite this process!" She grasped the red monster firmly and pushed firmly on it. Sam's eyes shot wide open as the head popped into her, quickly followed by the rest of the intruder. Her eyes were tearing up as the harsh studs scraped against her sensitive walls and G-spot. As stud after thick stud passed over it, she couldn't help but have a monster orgasm, and she screamed in ecstasy behind her ball gag. Her body shook, and her squirting trend continued as she gushed all over herself and Mariah. She shuddered, sending convulsions of pain to mix with her pleasure, enhancing her orgasm further. Mistress Chase smiled again, knowing that converting this girl into her newest pain slut was going to be an easy task. Not wanting to show her satisfaction however, she quickly slapped Sam's heavy hanging breasts! Sam shrieked, as the sensations of pain quickly brought her back down off her orgasm.

Mistress Chase spoke angrily. "Slaves do not cum without expressed permission! They most certainly do not squirt their dirty slut juices all over themselves!" She slapped her breasts again, this time making sure she hit Sam's sensitive thick brown teats. "I will make sure you don't do that again!" Sam just hung her head in despair. Next, Mistress Chase grabbed the end of the dildo protruding lewdly from Sam's dark cunt lips. Bending it to the right angle, she added some more lube and roughly began shoving it into Mariah's well-used cunt. The dildo quickly disappeared into her deep, pink hole, and Mariah started shaking with pleasure as the studs bumped and contorted their way over her sensitive gspot, as her orgasm was approaching. Knowing better, she held it off like the trained slut she was. Mistress Chase rose again and admired her handiwork. Both girls were struggling now to maintain what little composure they had.

Mistress Chase smirked inwardly as she knew the worst was yet to come for these dirty wenches. Both girls looked lovely to her, the contrast of their body types, Mariah being a thick, curvy bbw with beyond enormous ass and gigantic milk filled breasts, and Sam, not as thick, but still curvy, with flawless brown skin, breasts almost as big as Mariah's, and equally filled with milk. Both sluts stomachs were bulged outward in a manner both obscene and strikingly sexy as the huge milk enema she gave them contorted their bowels. Thick dildos snaked deeply into their tight anal chutes and sweet pink pussies, their thick cunt lips sucking onto the girth of the dildos, trying to coax every last inch into their dripping wet snatches. Their bodies, bent over in strict strappado and pressed ass to ass, were dripping sweat from their exertions, both from the pain of the enema and their attempts to stem the orgasms that hovered in the air like a lurking predator, ready to strike at the first sign of weakness. Drool gathered behind ball-gagged mouths and dropped, gathering in thick pools. The girls knew they were in trouble, and poor Sam didn't dare cum again without permission. The mistress walked around her subjects and she knew they would soon be begging for mercy as her ministrations continued.
Mistress Chase's lean, milk chocolate body was quivering every so slightly and her pussy tingled with pleasure at the sight before her. She was quite the image herself in her red leather corset, exposing her pert C cup brown breasts and small, firm nipples. Long black leather gloves and boots completed her dominating attire. Her cleanly waxed pussy was dying for some type of touch, but she knew she had much work to do before her masters would let her off for fun and games. She gathered herself from her brief reverie and began to speak.

"Now you worthless cunts, I wasn't going to do this, but since THIS worthless slut" she pointed at Sam, "decided to squirt her disgusting juices everywhere, BOTH your worthless piss holes will have to be plugged up. I simply will not tolerate that sort of behavior! And believe me whores, there is plenty more coming for your displeasing acts!" She quickly disappeared from sight, back towards her wall of devious toys. Sam started crying again, and Mariah just hung her head low.

Sam remembered the size of the beads that she had removed from Mariah's abused holes earlier in the day. "My God!" she thought to herself, "I will be torn apart!" Mistress Chase was quick to return with the implement of torture that Sam feared. Almost two feet long, the wobbling, flexible shaft was made of a seemingly endless chain of marble sized balls fused together. The evil looking device was crystal clear, and thin. The poor girls could only wonder what it was for. Mistress Chase approached Sam and grabbed her roughly by her long black hair. Sam whimpered at the assault.

Mistress Chase only smiled as she began rubbing the length of the shaft against her ball-gagged mouth, collecting her drool for lubricant. "You're up first, you worthless slut! Your useless piss hole won't misbehave with this corked up into your bladder!" Chase laughed evilly at her plan.

Mariah bowed her head in shame for what was about to come for her poor cellmate. She knew all too well how painful her first urethral penetration was. She also knew, however, that the extreme fullness would press against her gspot and clit in a way that was almost too good to describe. She secretly couldn't wait for the cruel looking device, as its harsh pain brought with it exquisite pleasure. Mistress Chase already knew this of course, as she had been training the chubby redheaded bitch to be her biggest and most lewd painslut ever. She had high hopes for her nubile black slave as well, and was about to bring her to a whole new realm of pain and pleasure. Chase went back between the girls and prepared Sam for the newest intruder. Adding some more lubricant to mix in with Sam's saliva, she used her gloved fingers to rub around Sam's thick pussy lips and collect her female juices. Sam moaned and then shrieked behind her gag as Mistress Chase flicked her clit briefly. She almost came again, she was so aroused by her current condition, and confused by it at the same time.

Mistress Chase rubbed underneath the big dildo lodged in her obscenely stretched cunt, right over her urethral opening. Satisfied, she took her slim, beaded urethral invader and began inserting the first bead into her tightest and most sensitive opening. Sam was wailing behind her gag as the pain of the cruel dildo started opening her hole. Mistress Chase simply kept applying equal, even pressure, knowing her hole would give up in the end. She was right, of course. Sam broke down into short, animalistic, grunts of pain as her urethra widened to accept the dildo. The pain was terrible! The first bead felt simply massive, and the thick girth of the studded monster in her over-stretched pussy just exaggerated the feeling. Sam cried out as Mistress Chase pushed it deeper, and bead after bead scraped its way inside her stuffed body. She didn't know she could feel so full. Between the milk enema churning her insides and stretching her belly to full term pregnant proportions, the giant dildos inside her till now untouched ass and her barely used pussy, and now this newest device stretching a hole she never even thought was possible!

Deeper and deeper it went, until finally it reached her bladder. With a final hard push, Mistress Chase popped it past the urethral sphincter valve and into her bladder! Sam wailed at the top of her lungs behind her ball-gagged mouth and almost passed out. Had she had her wits about her, she would have realized that she almost simultaneously came as well at that moment, as the beads were passing right over her gspot in a way not possible through her pussy. Sam's contortions were shaking and moving the dildos connecting her to Mariah, making it difficult for Mariah to not cum herself, and thus incur more wrath from their cruel Mistress. Mistress Chase rotated herself, and began the process again on Mariah. Although she was more used to this type of invasion, she too felt pain at the initial penetration, but it proceeded much more quickly than her poor friend's urethral deflowering. Working swiftly, Chase fed more and more of the clear shaft into Mariah's tight pink opening, until, with a grunt, it too popped into her bladder, and her thick white cunt lips vainly tried to close around the newest invader. Mistress Chase stood up and back, admiring her latest addition to her slave's slutty holes. She spoke gleefully, "Very good, my well stuffed bitches! I see even with your rounded bellies and stuffed holes, your pussies are still wet and willing! Although I must admit I am curious to see you cum now, what with that lovely device buried up into your bladders! That will make for an interesting show I'm sure!", she laughed cruelly. Now that I'm done with your pleasure, it is time for you pain! Guards! Assist me!" Both girls thought the same thing: if this was the pleasure, than the pain was sure to be intense!

Mistress Chase snapped her fingers and the guards appeared quickly from the darkness surrounding the lit portion of the sick dungeon. She gave them instructions to use rope to bind the slaves legs together, as well as tie their long hair together to prevent them from moving apart. One's pain would transfer to the other, and vice versa. Mistress Chase was a strong believer in efficiency. Heavy stainless steel spreader bars were snapped onto their leg cuff D-rings to prevent them from hiding their slut holes from whatever abuse Mistress Chase deemed appropriate. Once that task was done, Mistress Chase addressed the bound girls once more. "Now that your are nice and secure, and I'm sure none of your slutty holes will leak any more juices as you are bound and stuffed together, I am now going to administer your real punishment! Everything thing from your tits to your clits is going to be treated just the way whores like you deserve!" Chase began her task with glee. Sam and Mariah could only moan in discomfort, as the line between pain and pleasure blurred in and out of focus in their tortured bodies and minds. Mistress Chase approached the girls with her first implement of torture in her slim, gloved hands. Her heels clicked menacingly on the floor as she reached her target. Squatting, she couldn't help but briefly rub her own exposed clit as her true sadistic urges started to get the best of her. Breaking away with some hesitation, she returned to her task. Although her two slaves couldn't see, she held in her hand two clover clamps with special studded ends for extra gripping power. A short chain connected the two ends. Mistress Chase reached into between the girls bound and spread legs, where her fingers first found Mariah's thick, engorged clit. Years of hard suction torture had permanently enlarged it and made it infinitely more sensitive. With a quick motion, Mistress Chase snapped on the strong clamp directly onto its head! Mariah's eyes shot wide open and a guttural scream emanated from behind her gagged lips as the pain burned straight from her clit to her brain. She started quivering from the ordeal, but only received a sharp swat on her bubbly white ass for her trouble. She tried her hardest to quiet down her struggle, but the motion transferred to her brown slave sister, and the dual sided torture continued as her milk enema sloshed deep inside her bowels and her abused holes transmitted their mixed signals of pain and pleasure as the dildos did their dirty work.

Mistress Chase was grinning ear to ear. "Now it's your turn, cunt!" With that, she ran her fingers over the beaded urethral plug to find Sam's smaller, yet still distended clit. The monsters inside her sweet pussy and tiny urethra spread her succulent, brown outer lips lewdly apart. Finding the clit erect, she pulled on the short chain and with a deft hand, clamped it over her sensitive bud! Instantly, Sam wailed at the top of her lungs as the studded ends squeezed her clit harshly! Fresh tears burst forth from her eyes as the waves of pain washed over her body. Mistress Chase stood again and surveyed her work. Both her sluts were just beginning to feel the real suffering, and she had much to do. The girls both kept screaming as the short chain constantly pulled on the other's end, forcing the jaws ever tighter. Even when keeping still, the pain was immense. Combined with all the other factors, they were a quivering mess. Sam and Mariah hung their heads in humiliation as they tried to hold off the pain. Mistress Chase stood back and waited for the slaves to return some semblance of self. She wanted them fully alert to experience what was in store for them next! The girls started to calm down slightly, as they gained control of the pain. Sam wondered if the strange sense of arousal was as difficult to understand for Mariah as it was for her. For although the pain was intense, she could feel the returning orgasm that she knew she had to fight off, for fear of further punishment. Mistress Chase could sense her slave's frustration and confusion, and she smiled inwardly. "Breaking this one will be easy," she thought to herself.

Shaking it off, she turned back to the girls. "I see you are settling down some now from that little treat I gave you! I guess we shall just have to step it up for you pain pigs! Mistress Chase returned to her wall of goodies and grabbed two 6oz weights. "I do think these will go nicely to your jewelry, don't you agree?" She held the weights up before the girls eyes, and they responded by opening wide with fear. Returning the girls' freshly roped midsections, she bent over and attached the heavy weights to the clover clamps, and let them dangle. The fresh weight caused the clamps to close ever tighter, as was intended by their design. It was too much to bear as both slaves gasped and shuddered, unable to cope with the immensity of the pain shooting from their distended clits. The heavy weights hung below their swollen bellies and hanging, floppy milk-filled udders. Cunt juices flowed freely down the chains and collected on the brick-like weights, where it pooled and fell to the floor. Mistress Chase was satisfied at the new level of pain she had brought her disobedient sluts. She straightened up and returned to the wall. As the girls continued to moan and scream behind their gags, they heard the cruel mistress clanking what sounded like a bunch of steel items together.

They were not to be wrong. Mistress Chase returned with a cart. She slapped both of the girls hard on their asses, and reveled in the screams it produced. She marveled at her own work. They look gorgeous, older and younger, black and white, both incredibly distended with milk, dildos plugging their slutty holes, and harsh, weighted clamps on their most sensitive girl parts. Even so, cunt juice rolled down their legs and chains like a river, defying the pain and their own bodies, proving what twisted pain sluts they really were. "Look at me!" Mistress Chase commanded. Her sluts complied quickly, not wanting any more punishment, but knowing it was to come regardless. On the cart were 12 strange circular objects, but they couldn't make out what they were exactly. Mistress Chase was quick to alleviate their curiosity. She grabbed one of the devices and held it up.

Through tear-blurred eyes they saw what the object was and both girls gasped in horror. The steel rings were heavy, one inch in width, and the insides were lined with 1/3 inch long spikes! While they had rounded tips, they were sure to cause immense pain, and their target was obvious: the girls floppy, heavy hanging, milk filled tits! Mistress Chase explained their use with a calm sense of depravity. "These fun little devils are going to be used to teach your filthy breasts a lesson! You gave up your milk without permission, and this is their punishment!" The girls looked on in horror, mewing pathetically as their cruel mistress prepared them for her latest torture. She grabbed a spray bottle of baby oil and first coated Mariah, then Sam's tits. She then used her gloved hands to rub the slick substance over them completely, their heavy, milk-filled udders swung and wobbled lustfully. Mistress Chase took delight at the girls' moans as she pinched and tweaked their fat nipples, until they were fully distended over their tight nipple contractors. Mistress Chase explained while she worked. "I'm slicking up your fat udders so I can get these rings nice and tight on your tits! Once there on, I'm going to tighten them until your tits turn purple!" She laughed manically at her own revelation. The poor slaves could only grunt in fear. Sam noticed that even though she was in pain, and about to receive more, her pussy still gushed its juice, proving that she was indeed turned on. Mistress Chase grinned knowingly, and quickly pulled the chain attached to their clits. The girls instantly cried out in pain, and the movement set the weights swinging, further enhancing the shock to their systems. The move caused the girls to grind into one another, and they could feel the ribbing of the anal dildo deep within their milk distended bowels and the pulse of their overheated cunts as the studs on their pussy dildos rubbed over their sensitive gspots, while the urethral plug did the same from the opposite side, pinching their gspot between them. Both Mariah and Sam were screaming for relief as well as dripping sweat from their exertion, both trying to stave off an orgasm without permission. Returning to her cart, she grabbed two of the evil devices and returned to Mariah. "We'll start with your fat udders!" Mariah could only look on in horror as Mistress Chase began fitting her left tit with the first device. For several seconds Mistress Chase tried to get it on, but failed, as it was not wide enough. She stood in a rage. "You fat fucking pig! Look at those fucking udders! That's all they are! No real woman has tits like that! Those monstrosities deserved to be punished!" Mariah could only mew her muffled apology at her humiliation. Mistress Chase responded by smacking her offending udder soundly! Mariah screamed behind her gag. Chase then swiftly reached for a device on the cart. It turned out to be an electric screwdriver. With it, she un-ratcheted the O-clamp, widening it so it could be fitted properly. Chase then started to re-apply the evil clamp.

Pushing the clamp upwards over Mariah's fat tit, Mistress Chase grabbed onto her fat, distended nipple and pulled downwards, allowing the device to slide up better. Mariah groaned as her slick skin transmitted the sensations of the rounded spikes and the cool steel. She knew they would cause serious pain once they were applied. Up and up she slid the clamp, until it was pressed securely at the base of her chest. Using her fingers, she screwed the clamp shut. Mariah was moaning behind her gag at the increased pressure, and hoped it wouldn't get worse. Mistress Chase quickly repeated the process on her other milky white floppy udder, and hand tightened it as well. While slightly annoying, it was nowhere near the level of pain she still felt on her clamped and weighted clit. Mariah breathed a sigh of relief. However, as the Mistress returned to her cart, she quickly changed her mind! Chase brought back the electric screwdriver, and she knew what was about to happen! Kneeling down, Chase took the oiled tit in her hand and seated the flat head of the screwdriver into the tightening nut. Smiling cruelly, she said "let me know when this is tight enough!" With that, she let loose! As the screwdriver whirled away, the band quickly shrank in size! Mariah howled at the top of her lungs as the band was tightened around her milk filled udder! The rounded spikes, while not breaking the skin, still bit deeply into her creamy white flesh, and Mariah's screams filled the room.

Sam could only hear in horror as Mariah wailed begged for mercy, but none came. Her violent shaking was disturbing the dildos plugging them and sloshing their milk enemas around furiously, but the pain in Mariah's tits was all consuming. Tighter and tighter the clamp closed, until the 1inch wide band was crushing her tits down into only about an 1/4th of their original width! Mariah was near exhaustion from the pain and her screaming, but her gyrations were causing both her and Sam to hover on the edge of orgasm nonetheless! She tried to calm down, but it was of no use. Mistress Chase, satisfied with the first clamp, quickly moved to the next one, tightening it to match the first. Mariah's shrieks were becoming hoarse, but there was more to come! Mistress Chase admired her work. Mariah's tits were already reddening, and were quickly on their way to a lovely shade of purple. The extreme tightness of the clamps had pushed all of her skin, milk, and fat downwards, making her breasts stick out even further and have more pronounced roundness to them. Blue veins could be clearly seen standing out from her pale white skin. Her tits were simply massive now, bulged out by the twisted clamps. Mistress Chase shook her head. "Look at you now slave, your worthless milk bags are even more repulsive than before! They look like giant inflated balloons! Well we shall just have to keep them locked up even further!" With that, she grabbed another two clamps, widened them, and slid them onto her fat udders, about one inch apart from the original set. Repeating the process, she used the screwdriver to tighten the second set, forcing the breast to bulge even more obscenely as the flesh was squeezed downwards. Mistress Chase complained under her breath that she couldn't tighten them as much as the first set for fear of damaging her slave's tits beyond repair, and she couldn't risk any slack in milk production. The second set was just adding even more pressure, and the spikes drove Mariah mad with pain, and still Mistress Chase was not to be satisfied! She grabbed yet another two clamps and began to repeat the process. Mariah was shaking in total agony, drooling and begging behind her thick, ball-gagged lips for mercy, but found none. A third and final set was added, set an inch apart from the second set, as before, and tightened deep into Mariah's aching tit flesh. Mariah was shaking from head to toe as the pain swirled about her. Practically blinded by the pain, she continued to mew pathetically behind her ball-gagged mouth incoherently. Mistress Chase stood, satisfied. "Ha, a fat fucking slave slut like you deserves no better treatment then this!" She admired her handiwork.

The silvery steel clamps were locked firmly in place over Mariah's oiled breasts. Already turning from an angry red to a lighter purple color, they were distended and bulged with obscene beauty. The base clamp, being the tightest, was forcing her milk engorged floppers into ever tighter bags of flesh, the harsh spikes biting deeply into her skin, pressing on sensitive nerves buried deep within the flesh. The second and third pairs were just icing on Mistress Chase' sick cake. Spaced one inch apart, the tortured flesh bulged obscenely upwards in between the clamps, aching for relief. However, Mariah's gigantic 40KK tits could not be contained so easily, and over half of her tit hung below the last clamp in a huge, fleshy globe of pained flesh. The pressure of the clamps forced the milk down towards her fat nipples, and the skin was drawn taught from the pressure. Blue veins were prominent from all the pressure and pulsed. Mistress Chase frowned. "God, those cow udders are so huge, half of them are still out from their restraints! Well that's ok, I have a plan to deal with them!" With that said, she turned her attention to poor Sam. Mistress Chase quickly stopped to check on her slave's sexual condition. She ran her hands over Sam's brown, distended belly, swollen with milk. She then ran her fingers down her belly, and upon reaching her swollen and clamped clit, flicked it lightly. This brought fresh tears to Sam's eyes, and she jerked violently, causing the weights to swing, and pull between the girl's attached clits. Every motion threatened to push either girl over the edge of orgasm. Even Mariah, with her obscenely bound tits, felt the wave of pleasure, and the growing force that was her orgasm was almost too much to hold back.
Both girls had a steady stream of cunt juices flowing out of them, regardless of the pain they were in. Mistress Chase smiled, knowing that turning Sam into a complete pain pig was only a few steps away. She returned to her cart, grabbed the oil spray, and went to Sam's bound figure. Looking at her eyes, she smiled cruelly. Stroking her face, then tweaking her thick, brown nipples, she spoke softly. "Now it's going to be your turn my little pet. You have been quite naughty, and you are going to join your friend Mariah in seeing what happens when you disobey orders!" Sam could only bleat pitifully behind her gag, as spittle pooled and fell to the floor. Mistress Chase quickly oiled Sam's offending udders to prepare them for the assault. Working quickly, she slipped all six rings on her massive 38HH tits. Sam shuddered as she felt the cold steel spikes scrape roughly against the surface of her fleshy, milk chocolate tits. She pleaded behind her gagged mouth for Mistress Chase to stop, but it was to no avail.

With all the rings firmly in place, Mistress Chase grabbed her electric screwdriver and began her evil task anew. Sam screamed as her milk laden sacks were squeezed down at their base by the twisted bands. Metal spikes jabbed sharply into her skin. Unused to such torture, blood vessels broke beneath the surface and sharp pains racked Sam's abused body. Mistress Chase made she tightened just as heavily as Mariah's, even though she knew Sam was not used to such levels of pain. She intended on teaching her a lesson and quickly breaking her down, and this was the best way she knew how. As the screwdriver whirred away, the O-rings drew tighter, until, just like Mariah's, her breasts were drawn down into 1/4 of their original diameter. Sam's brown udders swelled under the pressure, and took on similar shape to Mariah's now purple tits. Sam struggled to breathe through the pain, but Mistress Chase seemed to take little notice. Working quickly, she tightened the rest of the clamps as harshly as she could. Amidst Sam's screams, Mariah could be heard whimpering in the background, partly from her own pained tits, and partly from knowing just how badly Sam was being hurt. Sam's breasts quickly took on a new, twisted shape, as her brown flesh was pressed up between the clamps, turning an unnatural pale white shade where the blood was forced from her skin. If the tightness of the clamps wasn't enough, the rounded spikes hidden beneath the bulging skin pressed even deeper into their sensitive mammary's, causing pain on a level that Mistress Chase herself probably couldn't comprehend.

Sam's tortured udders still had room for more clamps, much like Mariah's hanging melons, but they were left untouched, although neither wondered why. That would change soon enough for the two slaves. Mistress Chase returned to the girls bound midsection to check on their abused holes. She tugged on the anal and vaginal dildos, eliciting a small moan from both the girls. Tapping on their urethral plugs caused a louder scream, as the forbidden hole transmitted sensation directly to their gspots. However, the action did make their weighted clit clamps pull and swing, bringing about yet more pain. Mistress Chase loved every minute of the sadistic torture she was inflicting, and was pleased that their pussies were still soaked in their own cunt juices. She stood back and admired her handiwork again. The girls were quite the sight, bound as they were, ass to ass, with all three of their slutty holes plugged in unison. The huge milk enema she gave them both gave them both a sexy pregnant look and something to add to both their discomfort and pleasure. The contrast of their ebony and ivory skin was beautiful, as was their exquisitely tortured breasts. Mariah's were a lovely shade of purple, and Sam's were quickly turning a deep shade of brown, as her skin color would simply not allow for that same purple coloration. The tight metal rings shone brightly in the light as they clamped harshly around the girls crushed mammaries. The tightly bound skin bulged painfully between the gaps in the clamps, and the bottom half of their hanging udders was ballooned out with the external pressure of the rings and the internal pressure of their own milk. Further enhancing the look of their bulging stomachs and harshly clamped tits, was the strappado bondage they were both tied into, with their arms bound and stretched towards the ceiling.

Mistress Chase spoke again. "Now, to really show those worthless slag tits of yours I mean business, I'm going to finish playing with them! I think I shall have to bring Mr. Sloan in on this part. He just loves playing with slave udders!" She laughed cruelly.

Walking into an adjacent room, out of earshot of the whimpering, drooling slaves, she placed a call to the main office.

Sloan answered gruffly. "Yeah?"

Mistress Chase replied, "I need help working over a new slave girl, Samantha. I believed you help recruit her?"

"Be right down!" was the short, enthusiastic reply. Mr. Sloan shoved the heavily bound and very pregnant South Korean slut off his dick and moved to grab his shirt. She yelped as her soft ass hit the floor. Mr. Sloan looked back at her on the way out the door, saying "I hope this doesn't take too long, I wouldn't want those fat tits of yours turning too purple on me! With that he laughed and headed towards the door and the elevator beyond.

Below the girls were becoming more and more anxious. The seconds seemed like minutes and the minutes like hours as they waited in their painful bondage for what was to be even more intense punishment. Soon enough, the wait was over, and a large, white male appeared. Dressed in only a tight wife beater belying his built physique and boxers showing the signs of what could be an enormous cock, the girls were terrified. Mistress Chase had hurt them so much already, and this man was easily twice her size! He conferred with Mistress Chase briefly, and then they both walked to the wall of torture devices. Mistress Chase selected a heavy bamboo cane, while the unknown man grabbed a lighter, thinner cane. Chase swished hers evilly through the air, loving the way the sound of the separating air affected the look of her bound slaves. Mr. Sloan simply took position close to Sam. Even through the immensity of the pain already upon them, both Sam and Mariah were shaking in utter fear. Mariah knew all too well that there is no worse instrument of torture than the cane, and Sam instinctively knew it to be true as well. Mistress Chase walked back towards them with menacing purpose, swishing the cane as she went. It's motion disturbing the air, inciting fear amongst the pretty slave girls.

She approached Mariah first. Mistress Chase spoke out. "Since you are the instigator of this correctional action, you shall receive the first strike on your bloated milk bags first. Then my handsome associate Mr. Sloan here will quickly follow assisting me with your slut friend's tits!" As the girls whimpered behind their gags, Mistress Chase spoke to Sloan. "Are you ready?" she asked.

Mr. Sloan responded, "Of course, but let's make it interesting. Blow for blow, who can make their bitch pass out first?"

Mistress Chase cocked her head to one side, then nodded. "And that's why I love working with you, Mr. Sloan." she giggled. "Let's up the ante a touch more. These slags haven't been drained in quite a bit. You can see just how swollen those disgusting, fat milk bags have become!"

Mr. Sloan took a closer look at the girls tortured tits. He saw thick blue veins popping up from Mariah's 40KK's, and even though Sam was darker, he could see similar coloration on her abused udders as well. Mr. Sloan looked back at Mistress Chase. "Agreed, I'll fetch the tubes."

Sam, who was facing Mr. Sloan, saw him walk towards the wall of implements. Upon reaching it, he pressed a large knob she failed to notice before. The whir of well-oiled machinery filled the air, and a cow milking device was lowered from the ceiling on a hydraulic pole. It hung in the air a few feet above the girls and slightly to their left, from Sam's perspective. Going to the device, he grabbed two flexible, extending plastic tubes. The head of the tubes were split into two more sections, each with a thick glass tube on the end, about 3 inches wide and 5 inches long. The abused girls could only turn their heads and watch as he approached with the new contraption. Mr. Sloan called to Chase. "Would you flick on the motor please? Just the low setting first."

"Of course, dear." Was her demur reply. Mistress Chase quickly handled the task, pressing a green "ON" button and turning the dial down to a low pressure setting.

Mr. Sloan approached Sam first, glass tubes in his hands at the ready. Reaching into his pocket, he procured a pair of the special pliers that allowed for the removal of the nipple constrainers. Deftly using them to remove the tight bands, Sam groaned a faint sigh of relief as the pressure was released. Her groan was magnified as Mr. Sloan latched his mouth onto her sensitive nipple! Sloan didn't even have to suck, the thick, creamy milk practically spurted out of her enlarged nipple, as the tight, cruelly spiked bands that dug into her smooth flesh pressed her motherly essence towards the freshly uncapped bud.

Sam grunted under the brief assault, and she could feel her pussy gush with the hot male contact that Mr. Sloan provided. Both Chase and Sloan noticed, but Sam was too overwhelmed with sensations to feel humiliated. Only taking a quick sample of her nectar, Mr. Sloan stood, pronouncing, "My, my, her milk is grade A+!"

Chase beamed a smile at him, "I know, I sampled it earlier. She is going to make one fine heifer for sure!"

Not wasting anymore time, Sloan gently used some of his own saliva to grease the tubes and slid them onto Sam's hanging udders. Instantly milked starting flowing out of her pained breasts, up the tubes, and sucked away to places unknown in the machine body. Her thick nipples and wide areola's were drawn ever so slightly into the tubes. Sam moaned as the pressure was ever so slowly released from her pent up tits. She could feel the heat in her pussy rise yet again, and she had no idea how she was still so wet even through all the pain, torture, and humiliation. She also knew she was beyond caring at this point, and knew she her cunt was screaming for its need to cum, and cum soon. Standing, Sloan turned his attention to Mariah. He repeated the process on her, and she too grunted in satisfaction as her massive milk bags were slowly being drained too. Mr. Sloan stroked her face in a loving way, speaking "Ahh, you know what comes next don't you, cow?" Mariah only nodded her head in submission. "You know we won't just idly let that milk flow out, and let your slutty ass cum from it, don't you?" Mariah quivered now, but only shook her "no." She knew they would ratchet up the pressure, making the milk spurt out like water over falls. She also knew it would hurt like hell, but even through it, the sheer joy of releasing the pressure of the milk just might make her cum regardless.

Sam whimpered as she heard the revelation. She didn't know if she could take anymore abuse! On one end, her bowels were full of milk, plugged in via the thick, ribbed dildo that she shared with Mariah, and on the other end she was about to be drained of the same substance via this cruel suction device! Through it all she could feel how turned on she was by all the swirling sensations, and was as humiliated by it as she was aroused by it. Turning to look at Chase again, Mr. Sloan asked "Ok, now that these bitches are ready, would you be a doll and turn up the pressure?"

Chase just smiled and replied, " How much?" All she got by way of reply was a crooked smile and a raised eyebrow from Sloan. Laughing quietly, she spoke, "Maximum it is." Mariah's eyes, dripping with her tears and bloodshot from her long torture, shot open! Only rarely had she ever experienced that level of pressure, and she knew what it would do. She could only wail pathetically behind her ball gag and mourn for the upcoming agony she and her new friend would experience. Mariah hoped that Sam's body was supple enough to withstand the immense suction that was about to be delivered. As Mistress Chase ratcheted the dial all the way into the red zone, Sam was next in line for an eye opening experience. On both slaves, the plastic tubing writhed like a wounded snake, and the glass containers shook with the renewed force. Instantly, their screams filled the room again with a new vengeance. Sam's thick, dark brown nipples seemed to leap from her bound breasts. Sucked deep into the chamber, her normal ¾ inch long nipples were stretched to an astounding 2 ½ inches! Her areola's were deformed and stretched into the chamber as well, further emphasizing her new plight. Milk burst forth from her swollen brown cow udders, flowing rapidly down the tubes and off into parts unknown. The external pressure was enormous.

Sam cried helplessly as she felt as though her sensitive buds were being torn off! But somehow, even as the external pressure was so great, it magnified the pleasure tenfold of the now decreasing pressure inside her aching milk bags. Sam's mind was lost in a strange fog of sensations, to which she had no foreseeable escape. Mariah was faring no better, as her almost inch long, bright pink nubs were forced downward into the pressure chamber to the tune of almost 4 inches! Instantly turning an angry reddish color, her milk positively detonated outward from her pent up tits. The cruel steel bands wrapped around her bloated udders only served to force more of her motherly liquids out of her, both increasing her pain and her pleasure. As the machine continued its task undaunted, the girls struggled to adjust to this latest assault. Mr. Sloan's retrieval and subsequent swishing of his cane quickly brought fear back into the eyes of the slaves. Mistress Chase laughed, sensing her subs emotions. She chided them. "My poor things, you were so eager to have us milk you like the sows you are, you forgot that our kindness was only going to be fleeting." Sam groaned inwardly at the thought that this new torture on her body was somehow nice! Her thoughts were cut short however as the next words spoken by Mistress Chase sunk in. "Are you ready?" she said simply to Mr. Sloan. A nod was his unspoken reply of affirmation. Chase giggled slightly. "Oh my insolent little bitches, this is going to be the grand finale of your punishment! I hope you enjoy this as much as I will!"

Turning serious, she raised her thick cane and swung viciously. Almost the instant Chase began her downward swing, Sloan followed right behind with his thinner cane. Sam heard Mistress Chase' cane swoosh violently through the air, and the resonating smack as it struck Mariah's breasts, distended into purplish balloons by the harsh clamps encircling her breasts, denying them comfort of any sort. With no slack in her tits at all, the extent of the damage was multiplied tenfold. Almost instantly, her sense of hearing was overrun by her sense of touch as the thin cane exploded across her cruelly bound udders. Sam screamed in pain only moments after Mariah began her woeful cries of anguish from the cruel cane being applied to her clamped milk jugs. Dark red welts appeared, and quickly started becoming a mixture of purple, blue, and black. Sam wept for both herself and her friend. Even though her own breasts were being tortured by the sick clamps, her tight holes plugged beyond fullness, and her intestines bulged outward to an obscene degree, and her breasts harshly drained of her life giving essence, she felt for her new friend, even though the pain swelling in her own brown tits was immense. Mariah screamed again behind her thick, ball-gagged lips as Chase, not to be outdone by Sloan, cracked the cane down again with even more brutal force. It was a bloodcurdling scream of pain and terror. Her already tortured breasts, turning a dangerous shade of purple from the clamps, were being abused to an unheard of level by Mistress Chase's cane. The mistress only smiled cruelly to herself, saying "This is exactly what a wanton pain whore like you deserves! Don't you agree Mr. Sloan?"

His only response was a heavy grunt, as his thin cane swished through the air again, it's tip moving at near sonic speed. The hit landed right above Sam's thick nipples, bulged out from milk and the glass suction containers attached to them. Her scream echoed through the torture chamber as the pain seared her nervous system, yet the beatings continued. Whack! Whack! Whack! Over and over they swung their canes, like it was the last act on earth they would ever do. Chase and Sloan kept count, playing their sick game on the innocent, bound vixens. Both Mariah and Sam were no longer screaming, but making other worldly noises the likes of which neither Sloan nor the evil mistress had ever heard. Mistress Chase spared none of Mariah's exposed tit flesh, nor did Mr. Sloan. The purple flesh of their orbs were quickly lined with cane marks, blackening quickly under the force of the blows. Mistress Chase beat the tops of her exposed breasts, then the even softer, sensitive bottom flesh. Mariah's screams continued unabated, as her massive, once white tits were turned into bags of pure pain. The worst blows landed squarely below her thick nipples, which had since been elongated by the force of the suction. Every strike caused levels of pain to that soft under-flesh that were beyond her mind's ability to process. Sam wept openly as the blows reigned down, every strike violently jerking Mariah, and with it, Sam's own sensitive parts connected by the harsh clamps and thick plugs. Sam felt as though she were losing her mind to the pain, as Sloan rained blow after blow onto her soft udders, completely encasing them in pain. The marks were deep shades of black and purple only seconds after her triple clamped tits were hit. With every blow, she could feel the spikes on the clamps drive deeper into her flesh. Her milk felt as though it were churning inside her bosoms, ready to explode out through her skin, even as it was sucked away at high speed through the tubes. Yet through her pain filled mind, a strange sensation was occurring. Her pussy screamed for orgasm. It squeezed hard against the massive intruder, trying to send an over-riding signal of pleasure through the pain in order to achieve release, but unbeknownst to her, her friend was about to beat her to it.

Mariah started convulsing uncontrollably, her pussy throbbing as fast as her heart beat. Mistress Chase new her oldest slave was past her limits, but didn't care, she knew she would cum with a force never before witnessed. Chase was screamed at her, "CUM, CUM YOU WORTHLESS FUCK WHORE, CUUUMMMM!!" As she did, she grabbed the plastic hose, ripped the glass tubes straight off her breasts, and brought down the bamboo cane directly across both her distended nipples. With a final, roaring shriek, Mariah came, her juices squirting out past her plugged urethral tract and milk exploding out of her vacuum tortured nipples. What seemed like gallons of girl juice sprayed onto the floor with the force of a fire hose. Mariah, her sense of reality long gone, and now totally broken, let out a faint bleating noise, and fainted.

Not to be outdone, Mr. Sloan copied her move, yanking the twin glass tubes from Sam's bloated nipples and snaked the cane right across them. Sam exploded into the mightiest orgasm of her life. Her whole body shook from the force of it, the likes of which confirmed to the both of them that Sam was indeed a fine pain whore. Mistress Chase simply stood there, panting, sweat dripping from her lithe form from the exertion. After catching her breath, she straightened herself, flung the hair out of her stern face, re-adjusted her sweat slicked red corset, and looked toward her partner. He too was sweating from the force, but he wore a smile.
"I guess you beat me...this time! You know I would have made that white pig make it first!" declared Mr. Sloan.

Mistress Chase just giggled, "Hey, it's not my fault I chose the better slut!"

Mr. Sloan just laughed, and asked formally, "Do you desire your usual reward, my lady?"

Chase just looked at him lustfully and said, "Shut up and take me!"

Sloan wasted little time in stripping off his pants to free his aching erection. A full nine inches, his ramrod straight ivory shaft jutted outwards from his lean body. Chase bounded like a school girl over to the middle of her bound slaves. Leaning over there bodies and grabbing the rope that secured them to the ceiling for support, she looked over at Sloan and spoke two simple words, "fuck me!" Sloan smiled, then grabbed Sam's head, and quickly unclipped her ball gag. Without a word, he proceeded to ram his cock almost all the way down her throat. She sputtered and gagged, but was in too much shock to protest or even care. Sloan muttered slight appreciation for her tight throat and soft lips before he withdrew his cock, now lavishly covered with her spit. He went to Mistress Chase, eyeing her bent over form. Her red leather corset accenting her firm C cups and tight body. Her pert ass was a hot juxtaposition from the thicker bodies of her slaves, their heavy and hard bound breasts now completely covered in black, blue, and red welts.

Sloan lined up behind Chase and guided his cock into her tight lovehole. She gasped as its thickness drove slowly into her length, reaching far back into her hot pussy. Then with ever increasing speed, Sloan started pistoning in and out of her. Chase was grunting and groaning now, and she reached underneath herself to rub her clit. Sloan was going all out now, his big ivory cock sliding in and out of her slick cunt. "Oh gawddd yes! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Chase screamed as she rapidly approached climax. Sloan's only response was a grunt of satisfaction as he pounded relentlessly into her warmth. Chase' hand became a blur on her clit as she bucked down on Sloan's hard member, and she came like a bitch in heat, her pussy tightening up on Sloan's cock with vice-like strength. This caused Sloan to pop off like a rocket, flooding her pink pussy with his seed. Panting, they both redrew from the slaves, hugging and kissing in the aftermath. Chase lay her head gently on Sloan's chest as he held her, both savoring the moment after release. Then, disengaging, Sloan spoke first. "This new one is gonna be a real treat, I can't wait to play with her again!"

Chase responded, "I know! A real keeper, if I ever saw one. Do I get help with the cleanup?"

Mr. Sloan shook his head, "I wish I could, but I left Ming alone for too long!" With that he turned and headed for the elevator doors.

After he departed, Mistress Chase summoned two guards and started on cleaning up her toys. First, she retrieved some smelling salts and her electric screwdriver. She wanted Mariah to be awake for this. Waving them under her nose, she soon had her awake. It didn't take long for the pain to return to her as her brain took note of what was going on. Mistress Chase spoke while she worked, "alright my little pets, time to get you cleaned up!" She went to work first on loosening the steel bands around Mariah's gargantuan floppers, now crossed with a myriad of angry raised welts and bruises from the awful beating they took. Milk still dripped from her nipples from the high vacuum pressure they were under. As the first clamp was loosened, Mistress Chase could see firm indentations where the inlaid spikes were. As the blood returned, Mariah could feel the pain level rising again. Trying to stifle her screams, she shuddered as clamp after clamp was slid off her tortured udders.

Mistress Chase stepped back and remarked "My, my, look at those fat bags. They deserve every mark on them! You should be ashamed of having such disgusting udders. The only thing they are good for is making milk and getting beaten!" With that she delivered a vicious slap to each of them. That did make Mariah scream, as her tits, now free of the bands, had blood rushing back into them, and were hurt from the harsh clamps. Chase repeated the process on Sam while the guards were busy untying the ropes from around their legs and arms.

Sam groaned as the pressure was released from her ebony tits, and they were slowly allowed to take their natural form again. "Thank you, Mistress," Sam managed weakly. Chase smiled at this new revelation, knowing that she was one step closer to being fully broken. "You are quite welcome slave. You will get water and rest soon enough. You two have learned your lesson I hope."

After all the bands were removed, Mistress Chase moved to their plugged holes. First, she went to remove the clover clamps hanging from their distended clits, now almost white from loss of blood. She spoke to both slaves, "Now take a deep breath, and on the count of 3, I am going to remove this." She tugged on it for effect. Both Sam and Mariah groaned and quivered as their most sensitive nub was tugged for a countless time. "Ok, here we go. Three...two...one!" Chase unclipped them simultaneously. There was a seconds' delay, then both unleashed a furious scream. No longer restrained by gags or bonds, Sam's first instinct was to leap away. In doing so, she pulled off of all 3 dongs that were plugging her ass, pussy, and urethra.

A flurry of bodily actions followed. Her milk filled bowels, churned by the last hours events, spurted out with volcanic force, drenching Mariah and splashing Mistress Chase with a gallon of white, creamy liquid! Next, her pussy, completely over-sensitized, instantly climaxed as the knobs on the monster sent her to a monster orgasm. The orgasm, coupled with the removal of her urethral plug, caused her to squirt what seemed like gallons of girly juices over Mariah, and again splashed Mistress Chase, who barely pulled away in time.

Overcome by sensation, Sam collapsed to the floor, her soft brown body shaking with release, her massive, welt covered and abused tits seemed to pool out onto the cool cement floor. Mariah managed to retain her position only because of her years of slave training. She knew Sam was in for further trouble though!

Furious, Mistress Chase sprang to her feet, and ripped the dongs one by one out of Mariah's sloppy holes. In a similar fashion, Mariah's milk filled ass sprayed profusely all over the slumped body of Sam. As her vaginal dildo was removed, it triggered another massive orgasm, which threatened to buckle her knees. The removal of the urethral plug did her in though, as in triggering yet another orgasm, her body lost its control and she pissed all over her new friend! Crying, she fell to her knees and collapsed, no longer in control of her faculties. Mistress Chase stood, angrily looking down at Sam's tortured body. "How dare you get your disgusting juices all over me!" Chase fairly screamed at Sam. You will be punished even more for this! I'll teach you to not orgasm as you please!" You shall see tomorrow! Guards! Finish cleaning these sluts up then put them back in their cell!"

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Well that's the slightly abrupt end of chapter 2. Don't worry, I'll have a short interlude written for you kind readers to keep your peckers hard and clits wet while I finish up chapter 3! It'll be a doozy!