PUNISHED!

I knew it would not be long - all the older chattels had told us that after our first month in service it was certain that punishment would become a regular part of our harem lives because we no longer had the excuse of being new and our Lords and Ladies would have short tempers if we displeased them.... very often the first sign would be having our faces slapped...which nearly always would lead to punishment!

Even if we got on our knees to have our mouths used and try to placate one of the gentry, the inevitable would eventually happen...

Punishment...

We knew that punishments were always severe and painful in order to teach us the lessons we deserved and surpass the pain we had been trained to tolerate in our daily service, as we were slapped for fun and while we were penetrated.

We all knew punishment was awful...and those girls with five and more years experience even said the Trainers made it especially agonising the longer time you had served!

The screams of the older chattels often ringing out dreadfully in the basement punishment chambers as they were mercilessly flogged, more often than not by Officers from the Aristocratic Punishment Office, instead of our Trainers...

I had just completed an hour with a little blonde chattel and a fit and muscled Count, he had used our bottoms as we took turns to lay underneath and lick each other (carefully not to orgasm lest we were whipped) - thus providing him with a mouth to ejaculate into once he was ready...

This is a common form of service and he dismissed us happily. We walked back to the harem to clean ourselves and afterwards I was sent to serve a well known obese Contessa from the alpine regions.

It was soon obvious that I had upset the fat Contessa Zdrogha. I was serving her in one of the less tasteful suites of rooms reserved for very lower status aristocrats from the cantons, and as soon as I started licking and tasting her I couldn't help coughing and gagging - she had terrible body odour due to her rolls of fat and clearly had not washed for a week. I did my best of course, as my duty demanded, burying my tongue inside her smelling vagina and sweat soaked bottom and sucking her fat clitoris until she did eventually orgasm.

She almost suffocated me with her stench before she kicked me off the bed and ordered me out. But even before I had left the chamber she was calling the harem to report her displeasure.. I knew I was about to be punished...even though I had tried my best, as always, to worship her horrid body!

As soon as I was back in the Harem a Trainer grabbed my arms, tightly tied them behind my back, collared and leashed me and marched me, still covered in her stinking juices, to the lift that took us straight to the punishment chambers. I was marched down the dimly lit passageway past many heavy steel doors until he chose one and pushed me through - inside four chattels were being punished, clearly I was to be the unfortunate fifth!

At one side a beautiful chattel was bound to a hard wooden frame and having her pudenda and thighs flogged by a female Trainer, squirming and moaning as she was whipped continuously, the fierce woman paying no need to her cries. Apparently this girl had served for two years and so was experienced enough to realise that spitting out a Grand Dukes urine as he used her mouth was not very wise...

she'd be flogged until covered in red welts and then she'd be taken back to his chambers to be used as his urinal again - she'd be kept in his private bathroom for five days, her mouth always available for him and his guests to use as a urinal...as a reminder of her duty..

In the middle an older chattel was tightly clamped to a wooden dias, her arms beneath her and a muscular Trainer was relentlessly whipping her exposed round bottom, she gasped at every hard loud blow. I do not think she had been there long as her cheeks were not that red; clearly she had a lot more to endure...

On the other side, bound to the wooden floor, her body held in an open X so that her vulva was on full display was another chattel. Her anal hook was tied to a ring in the floor, constantly applying pressure to her poor bottom, which was covered in dark bruises and welts. She had over ten years of experience, (I knew this because of her pierced nipples, a privilege allowed for those who stay on in service) and so her punishment was especially designed to be very harsh indeed. She'd been in punishment for 4 hours now (she was also very dirty, as the floors were rarely cleaned in these rooms), bound in this exposed fashion for 30 minutes every hour and then flogged with paddles and canes. After each flogging she'd be released, allowed to lap water from a drinking bowl and made to lie on the cold hard floor, her anal hook constantly inside her. She'd spend another 4 hours here after which she'd be sent back to her service, bruised from four hours of floggings and oh so very stiff and sore but having been reminded that even after years of service a chattel must never be late to an important royal orgy - she was still wearing the stockings she had been issued for it!

She looked sideways at me, in sympathy or boredom I couldn't tell, but clearly I meant nothing to her as she lay there waiting for the sting of the wooden paddle on her poor cheeks once more..

The fourth girl was also clamped into a very stressful position, it looked awful; her hands strapped to her ankles in metal cuffs she was bent double with a metal clamp around her neck so that her head was below her waist. But the worst thing was that her mouth was **** down upon a thick (and no doubt cold and awful tasting) metal dildo, stretching it wide and making it impossible for her to move her head at all. She was squirming and gurgling in what must have been a most painful position. My Trainer laughed and told me that she'd be kept there for two hours before being released for a caning... she was actually an aristocratic chattel who had complained about the food in our refectory (it being wholesome peasant fare). I have little doubt she would never complain again!

I was now thoroughly terrified of what was to follow, as the flogged girls screamed I was bent double in the middle of the room, tightly bound with coarse rope so that my arms were raised above me and my waist connected to the floor. Very uncomfortably stretched and immobile my cold steel anal hook was roughly pushed into my bottom... it had already been sent to this room and, though we were used to having our bottoms penetrated, our hooks were specifically designed to be very bulbous and heavy and thus to cause us constant discomfort. I was left for 90 minutes, listening to the others being flogged, my legs and arms burning from the position I was in and my mind thinking of what was to come...

I couldn't help moaning as my limbs tired, my legs almost folding so that my arms hurt with supporting me and then, just as I thought I couldn't take much more a fierce looking female Trainer walked in (dressed in black leather),

stood behind me and without any warning started to lash into my poor exposed, and taut, bottom cheeks with her heavy whip. We are used to being flogged for pleasure, but the **** and speed and the weight of this whip was like nothing I had experienced in the harem or palace...O Dear God it hurt so very very much as it lashed and stung into my exposed cheeks and I howled and screamed in pain. It was awful, each powerful lash adding more burning pain to my poor bottom and then, with sadistic skill, she brought the whip into contact with my inner thighs and exposed labia, calling me to scream and howl with intense pain as the thongs wrapped around me, seeming to slice into my poor cunny.

I felt feint and was making so much noise I could only hear my breathing, then the swish of the whip though the air and then more screams from my mouth. Now almost collapsing, my legs buckling and my arms struggling to support me, the anal hook seemingly increasing in weight with every heavy blow she eventually stopped. I moaned and writhed, my bottom and labia burning intensely, I could feel some wetness where she'd split my poor skin. She'd beaten me for just 15 minutes and it was so very awful, I couldn't imagine more (but I knew in my future there would be lots more). I was left in the same position for a further 15 minutes, my bottom red raw, my heart beating, my body aching; two hours was the maximum in a stress position in the harem and so, the minute the time elapsed they simply untied me and I collapsed with a hard and painful thump onto the concrete floor.

The Trainer who had brought me in walked over with a bucket of freezing water and threw it over me, making me shriek and gasp once more, then he grabbed my arms and pulled me to my feet, still trembling from pain, he stood me into Position One (arms on my head, breasts pushed out, legs wide) and cleverly tied the ring of my anal hook to my hair, pulling both painfully. I was not allowed to go back to service (a welcome respite) and so I'd wear my hook inside me like this for the rest of the day, a simple reminder and a warning to all as I stood in silence in the courtyard and the halls, and ate standing up in the dining hall my flogged bottom on full display...

And now... now I have to service the stinking obese Contessa Zdrogha and her equally awful sister with my mouth... every day for a month...

When I'd so rather be serving any perfumed, lovely slimmer Contessa!

(with pictures of her torment, Dear Readers: https://tatyanas-story.blogspot.com/2019/10/punished.html)