As I wrote in my last blog I was given the bad news by the owner of the pub about no potential job opening unless I became his full time mistress with major body modifications.

I was so depressed about not getting the job that I really did not feel like serving dinner to Master and Mistress and then to be the entertainment to some guests later in the night. I was in my maid's uniform, suspender belt, stockings, high heels in plenty of time for their arrival and dinner was also ready. I got through serving them and also Master's inspection of my caged cock, plugged arse and confirmation that I was not wearing panties.

The guests arrived, namely another Master and his rather large female bimbo who is his wife. The bimbo loved my Master and would do anything for him. Master does not like her much due mainly to some of the barbaric tortures that she has put some slaves through.  While Master would let her suck him as the passive partner instructing her what to do, he would refuse to enter his cock into her. She would beg him to fuck her and hurt her with his cock. The bimbo would egg on her Master to hurt me as much as possible and push his cock as far down my throut as possible. This night was no different except that after about 15 minutes I removed his cock from my mouth and apologised to him that I felt unwell and could not continue.

My action drove the bimbo into a fit of rage and she started to call me names and general insults. His wife's ravings got her husband all upset and they were both giving it to me verbally. I was just lieing on the floor wanting to hide. The man I had just insulted demanded that my Master comply with club rules that state if a slave fails to complete their instructions, the slave is to be immediately punished in a manner agreed to by both Masters, and secondly that the slave is to be made available to the Master who has been agrieved for a 4 hour period within the next 14 days and that Master can carry out any punishment to the slave that is laid down in the rules.

While the 2 Masters were out of the room discussing tonight's punishement, the bimbo pulled me to my knees by the hair. While keeping a grip on my hair she asked my Mistress to help pull my arms behind my back, secure my wrist with a self locking plastic strap around my wrists turning my palms outward and another strap securing my elbows. These straps are similar to the ones used by police rather handcuffs. With me securely restrained she let my hair go and then proceeded to pull each of the straps as hard as she could to inflict the most pain possible. The straps were cutting into me, they were burning me. My shoulders felt like they were going to be pulled out of place. I was crying hysterically and begging to be released. Mistress just sat there and watched.

Luckilly Master came in and instructed the bimbo not to touch me anymore. Master came over to me and smacked me heavily with a couple of strokes to my cheek, both breats and my cock. He told me that the punishment had been agreed on and he had rung Jacques to come over to carry out the job. That meant something very heavy being done to me. I begged for the bands to be removed as my wrists were going dead from the tightness and my elbows were burning.

My request was denied and I was further instructed that I would be delivered to the bimbo on next Saturday week for my 4 hour punishment. The bimbo loved to really hurt femmy boys so I could expect a very tough time. Just to re-inforce that threat the bimbo pushed down to the floor again so that my arse hole was on show. Without taking it off she used her 9 inch heel to roughly enter my arse hole after removing the plug. She then took great delight in grinding it into me until I screamed and begged for it to be removed.

Jacques was coming in the front door as the bimbo and her Master left. Jacques did not say anything. He stood me up, released my wrists and elbows, and tied my wrists to my ankles. Next he hammered a plug at least 2 sizes larger than any other that I had experienced before. This made me forget about the pain inflicted by the shoe rape. After removing the plug that had obviously spread my arsehole wider, he then proceeded to feed anal beads into me making sure that I was totally filled, and only one remaining bead was hanging limply outside. As each bead went in and being bent over in such a helpless position, the feeling was so arousing that I was wiggling my arse and swaying back and forward as they went in. Master suddenly jumped up and hit me with 3 downward strikes of his can. The left cheek, followed by my right cheek and then one down the centre where the beads were being inserted. He then yelled at me calling me a stupid and selfish bitch and that he should piss me off to the streets for every low stuff to fuck me silly at a price. I did not move again.

Once my arse was filled my wrists were released from my ankles and I was instructed to stand to attention. My arse was extremely heavy as Jacques' beads are special ballbearings with the added weight putting extra pressure on the victims anal area. Standing straight he applied the plastic bands to my breasts. I had never experienced this before as the breasts are only in the development stage. Next he attached clamps to my nipples. He has a distinctive style for this as well. First attachment is at the very tip of the nipple. Huge pain. He then removes them. Even though they have only been only for a short time when he removes them there is a searing pain goes through the body. If the victim does not display sufficient evidence of the agony experienced he will repeat the job. Luckily he is content with my anguish and places the clamps at the base of my nipples. The clamps are held together by a chain which he pulls down to make sure they are securely on. I am in extreme pain and it will continue. These are times when I wonder why I got my nipples pierced and Master preference is usually the clamps. My little breasts are much more puffier with the plastic cords wrapped around them . Jacques is able to grab a decent part of the top of the breast to attach a clamp to each one. The pain coming from my breasts and nipples is extreme- how long am I to suffer for. I am helped to sit on the floor and am told that I am to have a cock ring attached. That is not too bad as I previously used to wear one regularly to stop me from cumming.  From the little tool box that Jacques brought with him he removes a leather strap similar to a cat's collar. Jacques fills my mouth with a cock ring and then pulls out my tongue in order that he can remove my first piercing and replace it with a hook. I need to keep my tongue out as I am scared that the hook might come off and I swallow it.

Jacques shows me the cock ring. I nervously shake my headfrom side to side begging him to to put the ring on me. As I previously said it is a piece of leather but when I look closer it has a number of small tacks stuck alomg the strap and a buckle to do it up. Through the other preparations, while it has been scary and at times painful, it has also aroused my little cock. Jacques wraps this instrument from hell around the base of my cock and does it up tightly. The full diameter of my cock covered by the band has sharp little needles sticking into me. I am crying uncontrollably as I don't know what is hurting more, my cock, my breasts, my nipples. My arse is also startimh cramp up from the weight of the beads.

I am lead to the centre of the room that has a small padded bench. It is a steel rod secured into the floor and a small rubberised seat attached to the top. I am laid across the top with my waist on the bench. I am in my highest high steels and my legs are spread around 3 feet from each other and a chain is feed through the locks at the back of the shoes. There are metal rings also attached to the floor on each side of me and the chain is secured to the rings either side in order that my legs are secured. Next I am fitted with a belt around my waist. Although my arse is pretty well full with the beads a sharp arse hook is connected to the rim of my arse and feed up to the waist belt and attached to a hook on the belt. Next the nipple clamps with the chain attached are fed through a rope hanging from the ceiling so that the nipples and breasts are pulled upwards. My wrists and elbows are again secured tightly behind me and attached to the rod secured in the floor. The positioning of the rod with the restraint straps is slightly out of my arms length which means I can not rest my head on the carpet. The restraints are just far enough way to keep my head about 6 inches of the floor. If my body relaxes even a small amount there is potential for the clamps to tear my nipples.

Next the hook previously placed in the hole in my tongue is attached to a chain that is inturn attached to the same support that is holding the chain for my clamped nipples. Mistress now helps by feeding a chain through each of my large hoop earrings and those chains are also attached. I have been given the choice of remaining awake all night or risk falling asleep and potentially ripping out most of the girly accessories that turn me on so much.

I then find out that Master has filmed the whole thing when he brings the camera around to face me. He makes an announcement that the preparation of my punishment in full has been filmed in order to substantiate the pain inflicted on me and the ongoing punishment that I will suffer. Prior to my release tomorrow I will receive the added punishment of receiving six cuts of the cane on  each of the bare souls of my feet. My apology is a joke. I am gagged with an o ring and my pierced tongue is hanging out with a hook pulling on it. I mouth the apology as best as I can do.

Before he leaves for the night Jacques strongly suggests that I use the time in bondage to consider my position and that I have a much better life if I am faithful to this one Master and do my best to please him. He is right and I do spend a lot of time thinking about.