Tales of L (1/?)

Hello.  My name is L.  I used to have a full name.  I used to have a lot of things, things that I'm so far from now, I can't even remember having them.  I guess that's for the best though, seeing as we're horribly punished for talking about anything before the day our Master took us in.  I've lost count of how long I've been here.  I wasn't the first and I wasn't the last who's been put through the trials of initiation.

M's been here the longest.  She seems to have a special bond with the Master that I've always envied and never really understood.  They're very close and she's the only one here with black hair.  She's somewhat pale and her figure has curves in the right places.  I wish I had tits like hers.

Second was Ginger.  Ginger, named fittingly since she was one, was one of his favorite pets.  That's what he often called us.  Pets.  She was tall for a girl, had to be 5'9, and thin and petite as a rail.  I think she used to be a runner.

Then there was K.  She was also a petite redhead, although much shorter.  She was some sort of eastern European and loved any attention she got from the Master.

After K was S, a slim petite brunette.  Her and M were always at odds.  I feel like the two  hated each other.  I never really understood why, but I was far too afraid of either of them to ask.

Then came me, i'm a skinny brunette.  I vaguely remember that I used to play volleyball.  After me was Mish, a blonde curvier girl.  She had fairly small tits, but an ass that was to die for.  She was so nice, I have no idea what she did to get caught up in all of this, but I feel bad for her.  Ginger, Mish, and I used to be friends before, and Ginger lured us both here.

The latest addition to our troop was Fuckpig.  I'm not sure what she did to anger Master so much but she wasn't allowed to speak and was not allowed to leave her hands and knees.  Master goes so far as to wrap her hands in a balled up position so she cant use her hands, but rather is forced to use them like paws.  She's not allowed to eat out of bowls like the rest of us but is instead forced to bury her head in a trough for food and water.  Master also does not let her shower.  Sometimes we pour our water bowls out on her if she starts smelling too foul.  Other times we give her a golden shower to clean her off.  Master really enjoys setting that.

Master forces Fuckpig to confinement in a 4 foot cage whenever he isn't around.  When he's really upset with her, he will electrify the cage to jolt her if she touches it.  It makes things even more interesting when we decide to clean her, that's for sure.

Poor little Fuckpig.  For such an all around average blonde girl she must have done something horrible to anger Master.  Some of the girls speculate she's an ex girlfriend or lover who left but realized she couldn't live without him and came crawling back.

I'll never forget the day he brought Fuckpig in.  The only other initiations I've seen that I remember, since mine was so long ago, was Mish's, but from what I heard from the other girls it was standard.  H lined us up and introduced us.  He tied Mish spread eagle on the bed. Then one by one he had us eat her out until she came, and once we made her come, we would get up and move over to her face, mount it and she would lick our pussies until we came.

This would continue until all the girls had cum.  Unless of course she came before the girl who she was eating out did, which almost always happened at least once.  Then the girl who was on her face would have to get off and move to the back of the line.  These initiations could go on for hours.  And the girls who were done and had cum were forced to spend the rest of the time sitting on a dildo.

Once the last remaining girl was riding the initiates face, Master would step in, insert an anal plug into her and begin fucking her.  If she came before the girl she was licking did, she would have to suck the Masters cock until he blew his load on her face.  Then the girl would be allowed to remount the initiates cum covered face and Master would then begin adding clothespins to the initiate's clit and labia.  Once that was completed and if the initiate still hadn't made the girl cum, Master would attach electrodes to the initiates nipples and clit and shock her in short bursts until she made the girl on top of her cum.  Finally the girls would all stand up, untie her, and there would be a group orgy in the shower for Master to watch. 

Poor Fuckpig didn't get off that easily.  He had us stand in a circle as he paraded her in on a leash as she crawled behind him.  She was caked in what appeared to be dirt and mud.  He said, "Pets, this is Fuckpig.  She is the lowest of you all and is not worth the leash she is wearing.  I've decided to be kind enough to take her in anyway.  She is forbidden to speak and if she does at any point you are to punish her in any way you see fit and then notify me so I may punish her as well.  What a dirty little whore you are, Fuckpig.  Pets, clean her up."  He motioned for us to come in closer.  He lined us up standing over her, single file.  "On three, you will all piss on Fuckpig and clean her off.  Understand?" We all nodded in agreement.  The count was made and we showered her in our piss until she was dirt and mud free from head to toe.

Master, watching all of this then said, "Fuckpig, God damnit, look at the mess you've made.  You're going to clean it up with your hair! Pets?"  He had us grab her and use her hair like a mop until we had cleaned all of the mud and piss off of the floor.  By the end, she seemed dizzy and disoriented, and unfortunately for little Fuckpig this was just the beginning of her initiation.

Next, Master shoved 2 massive switch controlled vibrators into her pussy and ass and wrapped her in shrink wrap from the neck down, in a kneeling position where she was sitting on her heels.  He had us shrink the wrap using hair dryers.  He told us to make it as tight  as possible.  He then picked her up, switches dangling from underneath her and carried her into our cage near the toliets.  He set her down and ran the switches underneath the toliet seats.  "Girls, meet your new toilet paper.  And every time you go to the bathroom she'll be aware of what she'll have to do thanks to these." He pressed down on the seat and her head shot up from the unexpected vibrations.  "Whenever you are done present yourself to her and she will lick your pussy and/or asshole clean and you will dry yourself off on her hair.  Oh and if you have two people on at the same time, the vibration intensity will double.  Do you understand?"
"Yes Master." We chimed in unison as she nodded.

Two Weeks went by, and by the end of it poor Fuckpig looked exhausted,and having to clean the asses and pussies of 6 girls every time they used the bathroom, I'm not surprised.  Master fed us very well, all the sausage and kielbasa we could eat, all sorts of cheese and milk, not to mention the fiber bars.  Oh and I can't forget the laxative he put into all of it.  Fuckpig had a VERY busy couple of weeks.

There was rarely a moment of the day she was not cleaning one of us.  And every night Master would feed her separately.  He would dip his cock in something like peanut butter or chocolate and make her suck it clean.  He'd do this multiple times a night.  If she was thirsty, he'd make her drink the water out of the toilet bowl.  A few of the nights he also had us lie on the ground, spread our ass cheeks as he poured food into our ass cracks and he made her eat every last morsel.  One time it was cereal, another it was rice, never something that could be easily eaten.

The last time he did it, turned me on immensely watching her try to eat rice out of Mish's ass.  Plenty of rice in there.  It took Fuckpig at least 25 minutes to lick up every single grain, and the look on Mish's face was one of pure ecstasy.

He looked over at me and somehow, he knew.  "This is turning you on, isn't it you dirty little slut?"
"Yes, sir. I'm sorry."
"No need to be sorry, yet.  I'm going to let you masturbate to it.  Ginger!  Bring over more rice!"
"Yes, sir," she said as she quickly scurried over.
"Now, L, you have until Fuckpig finishes to make yourself squirt all over her hair.  If you don't, I'm going to make you join Fuckpig as a cleaner.  So you'd better hurry."  Master poured a portion of rice into Mish's crack again.  "Go!" he shouted with glee.

I just started fingering both my holes as hard as I could thinking about licking Mish's ass from inside out.  I began huffing and gasping and moaning.  I could see the excitement in Master's eyes.

She was just over half way done.  I pulled my one hand from my ass and began pinching my nipples.  I was close. 
"Please, Master may I cum?" I begged.
He paused, for what seemed like hours, even though on reality it was only a few seconds. 
"Yes, L, you may." 

No sooner did he finish his sentence than I came and squirted all over Fuckpig, and not a moment too soon since within 5 seconds after she finished the last grain of rice.

"Well done, L.  Now it's time for your prize.  You get to determine how we humiliate Fuckpig next."

"Well, sir, I have a few ideas that I'd like to pitch to you.  First, I would ask that you give me the pleasure of fucking me on top of her, and then forcing her to suck and lick all of your cum out oef me and spit it into a bowl.  Then pass it around to all of your pets to drink up and spit it back into the bowl, along with a lot of our spit and then force her to drink it.  Finally, I'd like you to blindfold, gag Fuckpig, and put earplugs in her ears and lock her in a box for 3 days."
"Excellent ideas my pet.  Lay down on her and we can begin."
"Yes sir." I spread my ass cheeks and sat on Fuckpig's face just clearing her eyes so she could watch Master fuck me.  Master knelt down on Fuckpig's hair and leaned in and slid his hard cock into me.  I'd forgotten the last time I'd felt this good.  I was getting fucked in front of all the other pets.  I could taste their jealousy.  With each thrust I felt myself getting closer and closer to climax.  I felt like I was going to burst with ecstasy.
"Please, Master, may I cum?" I begged.
"No, slut," he thundered back.  "You wait for your Master." Minutes flew by, and I felt like I was going crazy when finally he said, "Cum, slave!" I obliged with rivers as I felt him blow his load deep inside of me.

He eased himself out, taking special care to drag his balls across Fuckpig's face.  He pulled me up to a kneeling position and gave me two handfuls of Fuckpig's long blonde hair.  I pulled up, burying her face in my pussy. However, I didn't get the sucking and tonguing I expected. Instead, I felt her bite down on my clit, and I let out a large yelp.

"What's wrong, my pet?"

"It bit my clit,", I angrily shrieked.  So instead, of three days of sensory deprivation, now we'll tack on 3 days of sensory overload!"  Shit.  I just overstepped my boundaries. "With your permission, of course, sir."

"Of course.  And that sounds like great fun.  The entire time she'll be forced to wear a diaper as well.  Can't have her making a mess. Now suck, Fuckpig, or you'll be in more pain than you could possibly imagine."  And suck and lick she finally did.  I couldn't believe the amount of cum from my Master and I that she sucked out of me.  It looked like at least 8 ounces by the time she was done.

I grabbed the bowl eagerly and poured the cum into my mouth, backwashing ass much spit into the bowl as possible.  All of the other pets followed suit, until the bowl was back to me.  I forced myself to vomit into the bowl just to make that bitch suffer, which got a surprising chuckle from Master. 

"Open your hole, Fuckpig."  Master commanded.  And as I slowly poured the thick mixture out little by little on to her tongue, she began to tear up until they ran down her face, which filled Master with much joy.  She cringed as she tasted the spit, cum, and vomit mixture and almost gagged as it slowly made its way down her throat.  I dragged it out for five minutes before the mixture finally ran out, and when it did, Master was ready with the blindfold, gag, and earplugs.

As he prepared her for 3 days of of being locked in a box, I noticed the other girls starting to huddle around to get a better view.  I overheard S whisper to Ginger, "She'll go insane.  There's no way she'll be able to take 3 days.  Master shoved her into the box and we took once last look at Fuckpig as the lid closed, completely terrified and struggling to escape.  The clink of the locks went off one by one as Master locked her in.  *clink* One lock closed.  *Clink* *Clink* Two more locks.  Master paused and turned to us.  "This is what happens when you disappoint your Master.  As it was your idea, L, you will be the one to close the final lock."  I walked up nervously and closed the last lock.  Master covered the box with a thick black sheet and dismissed us for the night.

The first day of her confinement was relatively normal, save some scratching and crying coming from the box.  The second day, however, we were awoken by a huge crash.  Fuckpig had rocked the box and sent it crashing from its upright position to the floor.  We were promptly greeted by our Master who told us all to return to bed.  While I laid awake I heard Fuckpig's cries of pain as Master began to roll the box, end over end until it was back to its original position. 

Day three finally came and Fuckpig eagerly jumped when the door to the box was opened.  Master then moved her to another box with bright strobing lights of various colors and speakers that would play very loudly.  The room temperature was also continually being changed, from about 60 degrees to about 90 degrees and back while pumps sprayed in fragrances of all sorts. 

Master secured her in place with rope, pulling it tight against her skin.  He placed clothespins down her sides and inside her thighs, on her nipples, around her tits, on her labia and two placed firmly on her clit.  He then attached electrodes to her inner thighs, feet, lower back, tits, and to her ass.  "These," he graciously explained to us, "will stimulate her at random intervals in random places."  He also attached a magic wand to her pussy with some rope and inserted a metal plug into her ass which he also connected to the same machine that was controlling the electrodes.  He then shoved a massive dildo into her and she winced and yelped.  Master then locked her in.

3 days passed without event, and Master finally had us huddle around the box, curious of what would come out.  Master opened the locks and undid the ropes that held Fuckpig in place, and when he did, she collapsed to the floor.  He ordered us to drag her to her cage and to let him know when she awoke. 

Over 13 hours passed before Fuckpig finally stirred.  As instructed, S went and informed Master that Fuckpig had awoken.  Master strolled down the steps, S following on all fours behind him.

He walked up to her cage and she bowed her head in shame.  He got down on one knee and pulled her up by the hair to look into her eyes.  "Did you learn your lesson you piece of filth?"

"Yes, sir.  I won't disobey you again," she fearfully responded.

"See that you don't, because next time, you'll be begging to receive that punishment instead."  He spat in her face and shoved her head down.

"Sleep.  Now.  All of you."

We did as he commanded.  As I laid in bed, I wondered if I had been too hard on poor Fuckpig.  And ever since then I've felt some sense of pity for poor little Fuckpig.