The Casino Chapter 14 by Master Ivan
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THE CASINO
by Master Ivan
Chapter 14
Nubia was now in regular service. Not familiar with European or Western culture, she was useless at the gaming tables. Still, she was sexually competent. She assisted in rewarding winners, sat on the losers' faces, served as a maid and performed menial chores. She put in a double share of time on display in bondage, showing a high degree of endurance and desirability.
A common duty for her was to be chained in or near the Casino on her knees for oral service. When so restrained, several guests each hour would come and use her mouth for their pleasure, at usual rates. It was, in fact, a substantial part of Nubia's "Room and Board", although she never fully understood the concept herself.
Naturally, when problems arose in her performance in this area, her Mistresses were anxious to correct her.
When the cock or cunt presented to her mouth was clean, she performed flawlessly. If they were a bit sweaty, any difference in her response went unnoticed by the guests.
If a cock tasted of pussy, due to a recent fucking, she was visibly reluctant, finding it somehow distasteful. Similarly, if a cunt she was being forced to clean tasted of a man's come, she was also reticent. Such shortcomings were reported occasionally, and she was punished regularly with whippings and extra service requirements in the specific area of failure.
Her biggest problem, though, was piss and shit. If a cock tasted like it had recently penetrated a woman's ass, or if there was a piss taste on it, she was visibly repulsed. In the same way, if a woman's pussy bore similar tastes, she would not extend her tongue until her own ass was seriously welted. This pattern had to be stopped.
Her chief Mistress had a conference on the issue with Morgan. Mei-Ling was also brought in to consult.
"She does have a bit of an arrogant edge on her, but it's subtle enough to be an asset. She needs something strong enough to bend her, but I don't want to break her altogether."
"Certainly, Mistress," Mei-Ling responded. "The whip is the wrong approach. She must simply be forced to submit, repeatedly, to what she resists. Beyond that, she must be immersed totally in it, until it supplants her entire reality."
The solution was obvious, and Morgan verbalized it. "The restrooms. In fact, the mixed restrooms, so she can serve both males and females. Bind her onto a T-bar, complete with rubber wedges in her mouth. Leave her there at least two days running, and chain her on the floor at her T-bar overnight so she'll sleep right there."
"Good. Any corporal punishment?"
"Not by the staff. Just leave a cat-o-nine available for customers' use. Agreed?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Yes, Master."
"It's settled then. Start her tomorrow morning."
The Mistress had a sadistic streak that both made her a natural for her job and occasionally was her own worst enemy. Sometimes she went a bit overboard in punishing an errant slave, and it was not unusual for it to come back on her.
Once, a slave with newly-pierced nipples showed reluctance in properly exposing her breasts. The Mistress punished her in a typical fashion for such an offense. She was bound naked, kneeling at a T-bar, her arms pulled back over the T section, her waist strapped to the vertical. The Mistress then subjected her to the standard breast-whipping, with a small cat-o-nine tails.
Unfortunately, the cat tore out one of the slave's new nipple rings.
The doctor was summoned, medical attention provided. The girl's breast was repaired. She was out of service for two weeks and could not be subjected to any abuse of her tits for a month.
Morgan supervised the punishment of the Mistress, personally. Although she was technically an employee, she was so intimately involved with the female slaves that she functioned more like an enslaved girl herself. So, her punishment was severe.
He had the Mistress' own nipples pierced, with heavy rings. The rings were welded closed, immediately cauterizing the piercings. Weights of some four ounces each were then welded in place hanging from the rings by two inches of chain.
She had to wear the weights constantly for the entire month it took for the slave's nipple to heal. During that time she was forbidden to cover her breasts under the threat of more weights and additional time. She still had to train and punish slaves; but now, whenever she swung her own whip, she also caused her nipple weights to swing, reminding her to be accurate with her whipstrokes. Worst of all, she had to work an extra shift each day, replacing the slave she injured by serving in her place.
Nevertheless, her sadistic streak remained, perhaps even more imaginative than before.
When she first noticed Nubia's reluctance toward the taste of piss, it was when she had been commanded to suck off another female slave who had been given a golden shower. Interpreted as simply a refusal of an order, she had been caned while hung by her wrists, then left in suspension for four hours.
After two more similar incidents, the pattern became obvious. The Mistress fitted Nubia with a feeder gag.
The slave was caged, kneeling and bound, the cage hanging some inches off the floor. She wore a penis gag, with a feeder tube leading to it from outside the cage. The other end of the tube connected to the bottom of a plastic container. Guests were invited to piss into the container which would then drip-feed the piss through Nubia's gag into her mouth.
The guests were most cooperative in keeping the bag filled. Each second, some two or three drops of piss would be fed into her mouth, the flow continuing throughout her twelve hour punishment shift. She was given no food or water that day.
Following that punishment, she no longer refused service of that variety. Still, she had a visible reluctance which several more feeder gag sessions did not correct.
So she was chained in the restroom. The night before, she was stripped naked, handcuffed behind her back and her collar attached by a mere foot of chain to the base of the T-bar at which she would serve.
At sunrise, her Mistress came to chain her for the day. Nubia had, in fact, pissed on the floor during the night, bathing herself in her own fluids.
Her back was placed to the bar and strapped tightly at the waist. Her wrists, still locked behind her, were draped over the bar and padlocked to an eyebolt at the rear of the bar, drawing them down sharply. Her knees were spread and bound. This lowered her body somewhat, causing her weight to be supported by her shoulders and the bonds at her waist. A posture collar was locked on, which caused her head to remain facing straight ahead and tilted back at a slight angle. This would make it easier for her users, particularly females, to drop their loads of piss entirely into her mouth. As a final touch, rubber wedges were inserted between her teeth, forcing her mouth to remain wide open.
Under the usual program for such a punishment, that would suffice. But Nubia's stubbornness, coupled with the Mistress' sadistic streak, called for still more.
She took a strip of rubber, thin and flexible, about half an inch wide and a good six feet long. She wrapped it several times around Nubia's chest, alternating above and below her breasts, until her breathing was severely restricted and her breasts, distended by the rubber straps, protruded obscenely away from her body.
Even now, with Nubia already straining against her bonds, breathing only with difficulty and already sweating in her discomfort, the Mistress felt something was missing. She stared into Nubia's eyes. Nubia was now truly afraid, so she did not challengingly return the stare. At first, she looked down, not wanting to arouse her Mistress' wrath. In seconds, the pain of her bonds demanded her attention, so she looked to either side, as far as her eyes could travel with her head and face immobilized. By distracting herself, perhaps she could occasionally forget the pain.
Now, the Mistress knew. She took a small, rubber blindfold and covered Nubia's eyes, while leaving the rest of her face exposed.
With her sight denied, Nubia could only feel the pain of her bonds, feel hands or whips upon her flesh, feel the cocks and cunts which would force themselves into her face, smell the smells they would leave behind and taste and swallow what they would deposit in her mouth. Beyond that, she was utterly helpless. Now, she could not even use her eyes to plead. She would simply be the tortured receptacle for the piss or the lust of anyone wishing to use her. Now, Mistress was satisfied. There was only one thing left to do.
She sat hard on Nubia's face. She maneuvered herself so that the proper portion of her anatomy was firmly seated on Nubia's mouth, then she began to piss.
It was difficult for Nubia to swallow fast enough with her head tilted back and her mouth forced open. Quickly, as she tried to swallow, the piss filled her mouth and ran down the sides of her face, dripping down her body. She began to sob.
Mistress finished her piss but remained in place, taking a firm, painful but unnecessary grip on Nubia's hair. Obediently, Nubia began to lick her Mistress clean.
The grip remained in her hair, so Nubia continued licking, arousing her Mistress and in a few minutes, brought her to orgasm. Nubia swallowed what she could of her juices before she felt the grip in her hair released and heard footsteps walking wordlessly away. She had been used and remained helpless, in painful bondage, with only the remaining tastes and smells to keep her company.
It was hard to keep track of time. Twice, she heard voices, male and female, walk by her. There were nearby sounds of other slaves being used and abused. Each time the sounds came close, she froze in fear, awaiting abuse.
Suddenly, a whip sliced across her bound breasts. She screamed, as her whole body flexed against its bonds in response to the pain. She heard a male laughing, then felt his cock, soft, enter her mouth. He pissed; she swallowed what she could. He started becoming erect near the end of his piss, but withdrew. Apparently, her mouth was considered unworthy to suck his cock; she was only suitable to be his toilet. Nubia cried, quietly, not yet understanding why. It was still early in her day; she had only been bound half an hour.
Some time passed. Again, she was surprised. This time, a cunt was pressed onto her mouth. There was no piss yet, just a movement and taste indicating her arousal. Nubia licked.
As she served, another female straddled her from above, her cunt resting on Nubia's forehead and hair. They both started sawing back and forth, fucking her face and the top of her head. As their flow of juice increased and their moans of pleasure became more pronounced, the one on her upper head began pissing. Nubia groaned loudly in despair as the piss ran down her face, into her mouth and over her lower body. She heard laughter from her abusers.
Now, the cunt in her mouth became even more forceful, even as its combined tastes humiliated her. She licked energetically, trying to please her. Soon, the two women both came. Quickly, they were gone, leaving Nubia again with nothing but tastes and smells and now a head of hair saturated with piss.
One more man used her, then a woman, then two more men. The crowd was picking up. She knew she could be seen by a large number of people in the Casino if they cared to look. She could not look back. She could only lick, taste, smell and swallow.
A stream of piss hit her in the face without warning; no, two streams. They filled her mouth from a distance and covered her body, laughing throughout at her degradation. She was truly a toilet-mouth. She swallowed, and cried.
More time passed. Her arms grew numb, her shoulders were wracked with pain. A continuous stream of people passed by her. She knew they could see the piss soaking her body. Her pussy was open and exposed, yet had not been touched for twelve hours. Her tits, now aching in their rubber bondage, remained obscenely exposed, and were also untouched, except for an occasional nipple-pinch or a stroke from the whip. To her horror, she was getting aroused!
Another cock was driven into her mouth. Her mind was slowly isolating. No longer were there personalities involved. Her mouth became a cunt, her arousal was responding to her mouth. When the cock drove deeply down her throat, she found herself being further turned on. Her hips could not move in her restraint, but the muscles were unconsciously flexing, pumping in response to the cock she was sucking.
He withdrew for his orgasm. She felt it hit her face and tits. Quickly, he re-entered her mouth as she moaned, near orgasm.
Suddenly, he began pissing down her throat. Now, she began moaning even louder, just a step away. Then, a single finger touched her clit.
She came explosively, still swallowing the man's piss. There was laughter from several voices which added to her humiliation and degradation. Which, in turn, intensified her orgasm even more.
As she came down off her peak, the man withdrew and a female mounted her face. At first, she just accepted Nubia's lips and tongue. Nubia found herself, to her own surprise, wishing for more piss to drink, to renew her arousal. She wanted to hear the laughter as she was humiliated.
She was not disappointed.
As Nubia remained blindfolded, on two occasions Morgan, Mei-Ling and her Mistress came together and used her, both as piss-mouth and suck-slave. After the last use, they withdrew out of her earshot and compared notes.
"She's certainly progressing!", Morgan began. "She's actually responding sexually to the piss."
Her Mistress responded, "True enough. I almost feel a second day would be redundant. I think she's cured."
"No!" Mei-Ling was emphatic. "She is in the right place now, but releasing her too soon will cause her to revert. At the close of her shift, she must be rechained as last night and fed, with no conversation. Tomorrow morning, rebind her, again wordlessly. Do not remove her blindfold. Tomorrow night, let her again spend the night chained there. The next day, free her of all bonds. Her Mistress can test her servitude by starting the day pissing in her mouth without restraining her. She will submit, and do so gladly."
Morgan and the Mistress agreed. It was done.
Mei-Ling was proved correct.
Copyright © 1999
Master Ivan Press
by Master Ivan
Chapter 14
Nubia was now in regular service. Not familiar with European or Western culture, she was useless at the gaming tables. Still, she was sexually competent. She assisted in rewarding winners, sat on the losers' faces, served as a maid and performed menial chores. She put in a double share of time on display in bondage, showing a high degree of endurance and desirability.
A common duty for her was to be chained in or near the Casino on her knees for oral service. When so restrained, several guests each hour would come and use her mouth for their pleasure, at usual rates. It was, in fact, a substantial part of Nubia's "Room and Board", although she never fully understood the concept herself.
Naturally, when problems arose in her performance in this area, her Mistresses were anxious to correct her.
When the cock or cunt presented to her mouth was clean, she performed flawlessly. If they were a bit sweaty, any difference in her response went unnoticed by the guests.
If a cock tasted of pussy, due to a recent fucking, she was visibly reluctant, finding it somehow distasteful. Similarly, if a cunt she was being forced to clean tasted of a man's come, she was also reticent. Such shortcomings were reported occasionally, and she was punished regularly with whippings and extra service requirements in the specific area of failure.
Her biggest problem, though, was piss and shit. If a cock tasted like it had recently penetrated a woman's ass, or if there was a piss taste on it, she was visibly repulsed. In the same way, if a woman's pussy bore similar tastes, she would not extend her tongue until her own ass was seriously welted. This pattern had to be stopped.
Her chief Mistress had a conference on the issue with Morgan. Mei-Ling was also brought in to consult.
"She does have a bit of an arrogant edge on her, but it's subtle enough to be an asset. She needs something strong enough to bend her, but I don't want to break her altogether."
"Certainly, Mistress," Mei-Ling responded. "The whip is the wrong approach. She must simply be forced to submit, repeatedly, to what she resists. Beyond that, she must be immersed totally in it, until it supplants her entire reality."
The solution was obvious, and Morgan verbalized it. "The restrooms. In fact, the mixed restrooms, so she can serve both males and females. Bind her onto a T-bar, complete with rubber wedges in her mouth. Leave her there at least two days running, and chain her on the floor at her T-bar overnight so she'll sleep right there."
"Good. Any corporal punishment?"
"Not by the staff. Just leave a cat-o-nine available for customers' use. Agreed?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Yes, Master."
"It's settled then. Start her tomorrow morning."
The Mistress had a sadistic streak that both made her a natural for her job and occasionally was her own worst enemy. Sometimes she went a bit overboard in punishing an errant slave, and it was not unusual for it to come back on her.
Once, a slave with newly-pierced nipples showed reluctance in properly exposing her breasts. The Mistress punished her in a typical fashion for such an offense. She was bound naked, kneeling at a T-bar, her arms pulled back over the T section, her waist strapped to the vertical. The Mistress then subjected her to the standard breast-whipping, with a small cat-o-nine tails.
Unfortunately, the cat tore out one of the slave's new nipple rings.
The doctor was summoned, medical attention provided. The girl's breast was repaired. She was out of service for two weeks and could not be subjected to any abuse of her tits for a month.
Morgan supervised the punishment of the Mistress, personally. Although she was technically an employee, she was so intimately involved with the female slaves that she functioned more like an enslaved girl herself. So, her punishment was severe.
He had the Mistress' own nipples pierced, with heavy rings. The rings were welded closed, immediately cauterizing the piercings. Weights of some four ounces each were then welded in place hanging from the rings by two inches of chain.
She had to wear the weights constantly for the entire month it took for the slave's nipple to heal. During that time she was forbidden to cover her breasts under the threat of more weights and additional time. She still had to train and punish slaves; but now, whenever she swung her own whip, she also caused her nipple weights to swing, reminding her to be accurate with her whipstrokes. Worst of all, she had to work an extra shift each day, replacing the slave she injured by serving in her place.
Nevertheless, her sadistic streak remained, perhaps even more imaginative than before.
When she first noticed Nubia's reluctance toward the taste of piss, it was when she had been commanded to suck off another female slave who had been given a golden shower. Interpreted as simply a refusal of an order, she had been caned while hung by her wrists, then left in suspension for four hours.
After two more similar incidents, the pattern became obvious. The Mistress fitted Nubia with a feeder gag.
The slave was caged, kneeling and bound, the cage hanging some inches off the floor. She wore a penis gag, with a feeder tube leading to it from outside the cage. The other end of the tube connected to the bottom of a plastic container. Guests were invited to piss into the container which would then drip-feed the piss through Nubia's gag into her mouth.
The guests were most cooperative in keeping the bag filled. Each second, some two or three drops of piss would be fed into her mouth, the flow continuing throughout her twelve hour punishment shift. She was given no food or water that day.
Following that punishment, she no longer refused service of that variety. Still, she had a visible reluctance which several more feeder gag sessions did not correct.
So she was chained in the restroom. The night before, she was stripped naked, handcuffed behind her back and her collar attached by a mere foot of chain to the base of the T-bar at which she would serve.
At sunrise, her Mistress came to chain her for the day. Nubia had, in fact, pissed on the floor during the night, bathing herself in her own fluids.
Her back was placed to the bar and strapped tightly at the waist. Her wrists, still locked behind her, were draped over the bar and padlocked to an eyebolt at the rear of the bar, drawing them down sharply. Her knees were spread and bound. This lowered her body somewhat, causing her weight to be supported by her shoulders and the bonds at her waist. A posture collar was locked on, which caused her head to remain facing straight ahead and tilted back at a slight angle. This would make it easier for her users, particularly females, to drop their loads of piss entirely into her mouth. As a final touch, rubber wedges were inserted between her teeth, forcing her mouth to remain wide open.
Under the usual program for such a punishment, that would suffice. But Nubia's stubbornness, coupled with the Mistress' sadistic streak, called for still more.
She took a strip of rubber, thin and flexible, about half an inch wide and a good six feet long. She wrapped it several times around Nubia's chest, alternating above and below her breasts, until her breathing was severely restricted and her breasts, distended by the rubber straps, protruded obscenely away from her body.
Even now, with Nubia already straining against her bonds, breathing only with difficulty and already sweating in her discomfort, the Mistress felt something was missing. She stared into Nubia's eyes. Nubia was now truly afraid, so she did not challengingly return the stare. At first, she looked down, not wanting to arouse her Mistress' wrath. In seconds, the pain of her bonds demanded her attention, so she looked to either side, as far as her eyes could travel with her head and face immobilized. By distracting herself, perhaps she could occasionally forget the pain.
Now, the Mistress knew. She took a small, rubber blindfold and covered Nubia's eyes, while leaving the rest of her face exposed.
With her sight denied, Nubia could only feel the pain of her bonds, feel hands or whips upon her flesh, feel the cocks and cunts which would force themselves into her face, smell the smells they would leave behind and taste and swallow what they would deposit in her mouth. Beyond that, she was utterly helpless. Now, she could not even use her eyes to plead. She would simply be the tortured receptacle for the piss or the lust of anyone wishing to use her. Now, Mistress was satisfied. There was only one thing left to do.
She sat hard on Nubia's face. She maneuvered herself so that the proper portion of her anatomy was firmly seated on Nubia's mouth, then she began to piss.
It was difficult for Nubia to swallow fast enough with her head tilted back and her mouth forced open. Quickly, as she tried to swallow, the piss filled her mouth and ran down the sides of her face, dripping down her body. She began to sob.
Mistress finished her piss but remained in place, taking a firm, painful but unnecessary grip on Nubia's hair. Obediently, Nubia began to lick her Mistress clean.
The grip remained in her hair, so Nubia continued licking, arousing her Mistress and in a few minutes, brought her to orgasm. Nubia swallowed what she could of her juices before she felt the grip in her hair released and heard footsteps walking wordlessly away. She had been used and remained helpless, in painful bondage, with only the remaining tastes and smells to keep her company.
It was hard to keep track of time. Twice, she heard voices, male and female, walk by her. There were nearby sounds of other slaves being used and abused. Each time the sounds came close, she froze in fear, awaiting abuse.
Suddenly, a whip sliced across her bound breasts. She screamed, as her whole body flexed against its bonds in response to the pain. She heard a male laughing, then felt his cock, soft, enter her mouth. He pissed; she swallowed what she could. He started becoming erect near the end of his piss, but withdrew. Apparently, her mouth was considered unworthy to suck his cock; she was only suitable to be his toilet. Nubia cried, quietly, not yet understanding why. It was still early in her day; she had only been bound half an hour.
Some time passed. Again, she was surprised. This time, a cunt was pressed onto her mouth. There was no piss yet, just a movement and taste indicating her arousal. Nubia licked.
As she served, another female straddled her from above, her cunt resting on Nubia's forehead and hair. They both started sawing back and forth, fucking her face and the top of her head. As their flow of juice increased and their moans of pleasure became more pronounced, the one on her upper head began pissing. Nubia groaned loudly in despair as the piss ran down her face, into her mouth and over her lower body. She heard laughter from her abusers.
Now, the cunt in her mouth became even more forceful, even as its combined tastes humiliated her. She licked energetically, trying to please her. Soon, the two women both came. Quickly, they were gone, leaving Nubia again with nothing but tastes and smells and now a head of hair saturated with piss.
One more man used her, then a woman, then two more men. The crowd was picking up. She knew she could be seen by a large number of people in the Casino if they cared to look. She could not look back. She could only lick, taste, smell and swallow.
A stream of piss hit her in the face without warning; no, two streams. They filled her mouth from a distance and covered her body, laughing throughout at her degradation. She was truly a toilet-mouth. She swallowed, and cried.
More time passed. Her arms grew numb, her shoulders were wracked with pain. A continuous stream of people passed by her. She knew they could see the piss soaking her body. Her pussy was open and exposed, yet had not been touched for twelve hours. Her tits, now aching in their rubber bondage, remained obscenely exposed, and were also untouched, except for an occasional nipple-pinch or a stroke from the whip. To her horror, she was getting aroused!
Another cock was driven into her mouth. Her mind was slowly isolating. No longer were there personalities involved. Her mouth became a cunt, her arousal was responding to her mouth. When the cock drove deeply down her throat, she found herself being further turned on. Her hips could not move in her restraint, but the muscles were unconsciously flexing, pumping in response to the cock she was sucking.
He withdrew for his orgasm. She felt it hit her face and tits. Quickly, he re-entered her mouth as she moaned, near orgasm.
Suddenly, he began pissing down her throat. Now, she began moaning even louder, just a step away. Then, a single finger touched her clit.
She came explosively, still swallowing the man's piss. There was laughter from several voices which added to her humiliation and degradation. Which, in turn, intensified her orgasm even more.
As she came down off her peak, the man withdrew and a female mounted her face. At first, she just accepted Nubia's lips and tongue. Nubia found herself, to her own surprise, wishing for more piss to drink, to renew her arousal. She wanted to hear the laughter as she was humiliated.
She was not disappointed.
As Nubia remained blindfolded, on two occasions Morgan, Mei-Ling and her Mistress came together and used her, both as piss-mouth and suck-slave. After the last use, they withdrew out of her earshot and compared notes.
"She's certainly progressing!", Morgan began. "She's actually responding sexually to the piss."
Her Mistress responded, "True enough. I almost feel a second day would be redundant. I think she's cured."
"No!" Mei-Ling was emphatic. "She is in the right place now, but releasing her too soon will cause her to revert. At the close of her shift, she must be rechained as last night and fed, with no conversation. Tomorrow morning, rebind her, again wordlessly. Do not remove her blindfold. Tomorrow night, let her again spend the night chained there. The next day, free her of all bonds. Her Mistress can test her servitude by starting the day pissing in her mouth without restraining her. She will submit, and do so gladly."
Morgan and the Mistress agreed. It was done.
Mei-Ling was proved correct.
Copyright © 1999
Master Ivan Press