Her Pussycam
by Master Ivan
I had been training her for some weeks now. She had adjusted well to the adjustments she was required to make in dress and availability, in posture and demeanor, in her willingness to serve in the most degrading ways imaginable.
Yet, she still had an edge on her. When she was used by groups of friends I had visit me from time to time, she still seemed reluctant to offer up her cunt and ass for use, as if they still belonged to her. I tried the approach of locking her in a chastity belt for prolonged periods, keeping her denied, then only allowing her pleasure when it was forced upon her at one of these gatherings, usually while she was being subjected to intense degradation. Some improvements, but still not up to my demanding requirements.
She still felt her body was her own. I came up with an idea to change all that.
I made her a chastity belt. Leather, with a mesh screen to prevent any touch to her cunt, yet allow complete visibility of her lower holes.
To the right thigh strap, I fitted a small camera. It included a power supply, with batteries strapped to the back of the waist belt. And it also included a small white LED to illuminate her most intimate areas even in the dark. There was a transmitter, capable of sending the continuous images of her cunt straight to my computer. And it could receive signals as well, signals that would activate either the vibrators in her cunt and ass, or the smaller one set up to stimulate her clitoris.
I had kept her in complete chastity for about a week prior to sending her out on her first test run with the new equipment. After locking it on her body and briefly testing out the circuits, I allowed her to dress in a skimpy red halter that would display her generous udders just barely within the limits of the law, a tiny red microskirt, stockings and a garter belt, and some 5" strapped pumps that could be locked on her feet.
I gave her some money and sent her on a trip to the center of town, where there was an adult store selling some articles I wished to have for her training. She had only enough cash for the purchases--she would have to walk the mile or so to get there and back.
I then activated the camera. There, on my computer screen, was a full screen shot of her cunt in closeup. With each stride of her legs, I was able to watch her cuntlips as they rubbed against each other with her stride. I could see the drops of lovejuice forming at the edges of her lips, the very sweat oozing from her pores.
Next, I activated the new addition to my website. I had already posted pictures of this attractive slavegirl as she served, videos of her naked, bound and aroused body as she labored under trying circumstances to bring pleasure to myself and my friends. And now, her cunt was visible in live motion as she walked.
She was aware of all this, even of my plans to put her cunt online thru a live camera. Yet, I am sure she had no idea of what my next plans were as I called the store and alerted the manager of my plans.
She entered the store, and I was quickly called back to confirm her arrival. He had already brought up the web page displaying her locked cunt behind the screen of her chastity belt--it was visible to the store patrons as she entered. And she saw it herself, knowing that the manager knew her secret. She found the items I had ordered her to purchase and brought them to the counter.
He smiled at her, watching her face as she stared at the clear picture on the screen. She felt her cunt flex in response, then saw the image reflected on the screen a fraction of a second later. Ah, the benefits of broadband!
It was then that the storekeeper dropped the bomb.
"So slut--would you like some pleasure?"
Embarrassed, she replied, "As you can see Sir, that would be impossible for me right now--my Master has me in chastity."
"That would seem to be true, slavegirl. It is not right that a slavegirl should pleasure herself. Yet, it would seem that your Master has generously granted the right to others to give you pleasure."
"Sir??", she asked, wondering.
He guided her hand to the mouse of the computer, then pointed out the options on the screen. For a small fee, anyone could click on icons that would activate the stimulators inside the belt. At his suggestion, she clicked on the anal stimulator--and a fraction of a second later, the anal probe within her began to vibrate strongly. It only lasted two seconds, but it caused her to moan loudly enough to be heard on the far side of the room. A couple people drifted over to observe what was on the screen...
She gasped as she realized what might well be in store for her, then shuddered as his hand took the mouse and clicked on the stimulator for her cunt.
She moaned again as the vibrator awakened her cunt, this time almost causing her legs to give out from under her. And she shuddered as she saw the flow of juice oozing out of her cunt on the live screen.
He moved the mouse to her clitoral stimulator. She stared back helpless, wide-eyed, and quietly begged, "P-please.."
"Please click, or please don't click?", he asked her? Without waiting for a response, he did indeed click on the icon. She felt the incredibly strong vibration directly on her clit, displayed blatantly on the screen as half a dozen people in the room with her cheered and thousands more around the world no doubt shared in her sensations via the live cam. She gasped, cried out, and quickly had a very obvious orgasm as the patrons in the store watched.
There was some laughter as she met the eyes of the people there who had watched her cum. Then, a notice appeared on the screen. : "This slavegirl has taken pleasure--she will no longer be allowed to do so for a few days. But you are welcome to tease her ass--or punish her if she has been a bad girl."
Totally embarassed, she completed her purchase as the storekeeper shut down his computer. He knew that site would be there for quite awhile.
She walked home slowly, her legs still shaky beneath her. She thought, "Punish her??"
Half a block from the store, the anal vibrator turned on again for a couple of seconds. She moaned, trying to remain steady on her feet. Then, suddenly, her cunt lit up with a mild electric shock. She gasped, almost losing her balance again on her heels as the people on the street leered at her.
She continued on, fearful now of what would certainly be in store. Over and over again, as she walked home, the vibrator in her ass turned on again, keeping her juices flowing but never quite enough to allow her an orgasm. And every so often, she would get another jolt as the shock button was clicked on again by some website visitor.
I smiled at her as she arrived home, visibly shaken, and with a few deft moves of her hands she quickly shed the brief clothing she was allowed to wear on the street and revealed her naked body. The chastity cam was still in place and functioning, as revealed on my own computer. She dropped to her knees and crawled to my feet, pressing her lips to my toes.
"Please Master, mercy!"
I looked down at her, smiling, entertained. "Mercy for what, slut?"
"I had one orgasm in the store, Master, and almost a couple more on the way home as people watched me."
"Yes, slut. And do you remember what I told you was the lesson you were supposed to be learning in this?"
She paused briefly, then replied, "Yes, Master--that my body was no longer my own, that I had no right to conceal anything without your permission, that I was to grant access to my body to anyone wishing it, subject to your wishes."
"Indeed, slut. And now, the power to resist that has been taken from you. Anyone who wishes may use the web cam to see your cunt and asshole and see how aroused you are, see the chastity belt that locks your cunt away from your own fingers, see the juices as they drip down your legs. And when you are in public view, I will allow people to also give you pleasure at their option, sometimes even to punish you with shocks at their whim, just to entertain themselves. And you will learn once and for all that a slavegirl's body can be seen, touched, even punished, by anyone, if her Master allows it.
"You will continue to wear the camera and the other attachments for some time yet. When I wish, you may be allowed pleasure, even orgasm, but only in public. And I will also allow you to be punished at will when I feel you have earned it. Even as you sleep tonight, the world will have access to your cunt and ass, will be allowed to give you pleasure at will, even punish you as they watch your cunt respond. They will watch you walking, exercising, serving, even pissing in the bathroom on live camera.
"How long will this punishment be imposed? That is up to you. But I will tell you, when your attitude has changed to the point where this punishment will no longer be necessary, it will be a time when you no longer object to it, and welcome it because of how much it brings me pleasure as well as those who watch you on the live camera. So, how long you suffer is up to you. When the belt is removed, it will be at a time when it is no longer an issue with you."
She moaned, in complete understanding, then moaned again as her anal vibrator gave her another brief jolt.
She knew now--as a slavegirl, her body was no longer her own--by my hand, it belonged to the world.
I used her mouth for my pleasure, then chained her on the floor for the night in her cell so that her moans and cries would not interfere with my sleep. I then spent a bit of time in my workshop, on the electronics that would control a new feeder gag I was making for her, also to be controlled by the website...
Master Ivan
1/7/07
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