The Varden

It had been a long and at times perilous journey. But, now Jake's was nearing it's end, he had gone from The Coastal planes, to the mountains of The Highlands, to the desserts of The Alusk Valley, to the tropics of The Lakonti Islands. It had been difficult but he had limited himself to no more than two to three slaves in most regions. Of course their had been other attempts on his life. One of which would have been successful, however the poison tipped dart that struck his neck bounced off of it. Deamon's last gift, having made him impervious to harm. Now along with his slaves twenty captured cultists awaited their fates in the cargo hold in strict and uncomfortable bondage.

What fate awaited them? One or two he might keep for his own collection. He might send some, or all of them to the stables to join Miranda as pony girls. Some might be sent to become puppies. Some could be sent to the mineral mines of The Highlands, or the gemstone mines in The Alusk Valley for hard labor. Then of course, he could send them to The Lakoni Islands to serve as ores women on fishing boats. He could even breed one or two of the more large breasted cultists, keep his daughter or daughters and send the cultists off to be hu-cows.

At the moment however, his focus was on Celene. She whimpered as yet another of her orgasms was ruined by the control belt. Much to his amazement in just short of two months her hair had regrown to the required length. He had been advised of course that if cut short, a Staphosian Woman's hair would quickly re-grow on the aspect that most males likely found longer hair attractive.

"Have you learned your lesson Celene?" Jake asked as he gently stroked Adriana's hair. The queen knelt beside her master, chained to his seat as she would have been his throne. Pepper, whom had quickly proven to be a devoted puppy was curled up by Adriana with her head in the queens lap.

"Yes Daddy, I'll never ever make you cum before you want to again," Celene said clearly fearing when the belt would start again.

"I'm glad to hear that," he said as he unbuckled Adriana's dildo gag, "But, I'm afraid you have another punishment coming."

"Daddy?" Celene asked nervously as he shut off the belt and began to remove it.

"Tell her Adriana."

"Celine, because you begged him to remove your belt early, your daddy has decided that I will give you a punishment of his choosing, under his supervision."

"Adriana, I know you know I brought your least favorite implement that I've actually used on you. Go get it," Jake said as he removed the chain from her collar. "Now! Or you'll get it too!" he yelled when Adriana stared at him in shock. Adriana rose as quick as she could and went to get what her master required.

Soon after she returned with a long handled whip roughly four feet in total length. Half of that length was the handle, making the whip easy to handle and control. She looked at Celine with an apologetic look, then at her master as if pleading with him not to make her do it. He gave her a cold glare. Usually when he looked at her she could see and feel the love he had for her. But, not now.

"The whip you requested Master," she said as she knelt down and presented the whip to him.

"Get her into position, and whip her until I tell you to stop," he ordered coldly.

"Yes Master," Adriana answered as she rose back to her face and approached Celine. "Stand up, bend over and grab your ankles."

"Yes Mommy," Celine said her voice cracking with fear. She knew she was in for a painful experience. Celine quickly took position.

"Whip her hard, or as I promised, you'll get a whipping too."

"Yes Master," she said, her own voice quivering. Her master had used a whip on her only once when he had caught her masturbating without permission. After that, she quickly developed a hatred for the whip, and oddly a deeper love for her master. She had misbehaved, and he punished her without hesitation, as it should be. She gently flicked the whip once against Celine's ass making sure she had the proper distance. "Are you ready Baby Girl?"

"Yes Mommy," Celine said closing her eyes.

"Eyes open and on me Celine," Jake commanded. Cline slowly opened her eyes at met Jake's icy gaze. "Whip her Adriana!" Adriana drew her arm back as far as she could. _CRACK! _Celine breathed in in a sharp hiss as pain flooded her brain.

"I'm sorry Baby Girl," Adriana said drawing the whip back again. CRACK! Adriana gave Celine a second lash, and this time she screamed in pain.

"Don't be sorry Adriana, she's learning to take her punishment, like a good girl. Aren't you Celine?"

"Yes Daddy," she answered as she waited for the next lash. "Please Mommy, I deserve the whip, I need the whip."

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Pride had welled in Adriana just before she began to freely let the whip fly. Each lash was met with cries of pain, her daughters pain. But, it was pain her daughter admitted she needed. She would learn from it, just as Adriana knew she would learn from whipping her own daughter. They would learn, and better serve their master.

"Enough," Jake said after the eighteenth painful lash.

Adriana lowered the whip and walked in front of Celene. She knelt down and hugged her weeping daughter. "I'm so proud of you Baby Girl, you took the whip better than I did. So much better," she said as she stroked Celine's cheek.

"Guard, see to Princess Celine's welts, and have her dressed. When we arrive at Governor Webber's estate, both she and her she'll be joining her mother and the rest of my slaves for the procession."

"Yes Your Majesty," one of the Royal Guard said as she walked over to Celine and clipped a leash to her collar. "Come with me Princess."

A little over an hour later, Jake's procession made it's way to the estate of Governor Sabrina Webber. With Celine's punishment over he had quickly replaced her with a brunette cultist with dark brown hair named Evelyn. The cart had been modified with a thin pad near the rear for her to kneel on and a stock near the front for her hands hands and neck. In it's entirety, the cart had been modified so that Evelyn's bruised ass would be on display for all to see.

"Welcome to my home, Your Majesty," Sabrina said trying to hide the venom in her voice as she addressed Jake. She was good, he would give her that. If he didn't know better, he would have almost believed her. He glanced around and smiled at what he saw. Sabrina and a handful of other women knelt on one knee. Every other woman, including Sabrina's triplets knelt on both.

"Thank you for opening your home to us," he said with a smile. "Guard please leave Adriana and Celine with me, and take the rest of my collection back to the ship."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"This way please Your Majesty, lunch should be ready," Sabrina said with a smile.

A few minutes later they all sat down for lunch in the dining room, save for Adriana and Celine whom would have been eating off of the floor. However, Jake, Adriana, and Celine did not eat. While he knew he and Adriana could not be harmed, Celine was a different story. He would wait for Sabrina to make a **** move.

"Is the food not to your liking, Your Majesty?" Sabrina asked.

"I don't much care for poison, even if I am immune."

"What?" she asked nervously.

"I'm sorry. Which part has you? That I know about the poison, or the immunity?" Jake asked leaning back in his chair.

"Get him!" At Sabrina's command a scant few of her guards began to move. Jake smiled and clapped his hands twice. Every other guard in the room moved with purpose. Some cut off the few guards that had moved against their king. The others surrounded Sabrina, cutting off any hope of escape. False confidence overcame the governor as her daughters moved towards Jake completely unopposed. "Yes, yes, make me proud girls."

Confidence turned to horror as Cynthia, Morgan, and Kayley quickly undid the clasps to their dresses and fell to their knees as the fine delicate garments fell to the floor. "Master, we have waited so long, please use us for your pleasure," Cynthia pleaded.

"Wh...what!?" The look of pure confusion on Sabrina's face made Jake laugh.

"Oh, I will Cynthia," he said as he gently stroked the eldest triplet's cheek. "But, first, I have to deal with your mother. I want you to know that why I will cause you pain for my pleasure and amusement, I take no pleasure in what's going to happen."

Not long after Jake was in the estate's dungeon along with the triplets, Adriana, Celine, and Sabrina. Sabrina had been stripped naked and placed on a bondage horse that hung from the ceiling by chains attached to the base of the wooden device. Her knees had been bent until her calves touched the backs of her thighs, and then tied preventing her from straightening her legs. Her arms were tied behind her in a tight reverse prayer. All of this working with gravity meant that she could get no relief from the dull wooden point digging painfully into her pussy, and any movement caused the horrid device to shift. Each shift brought more pain to her pussy. With her otherwise in place Jake locked a posture collar on her neck forcing her to look straight ahead, and shoved the horse forward, causing Sabrina to scream in pain.

What did the collar **** her to look at? Her three daughters. Cynthia was strapped to a spanking bench, her ass in full view of her mother. Morgan laid on top of a leather top table, her arms above her head in built in leather sleeves. Several sticky pads with wire leads coming out of them had been stuck to her breasts, stomach, and thighs. A small stand held a wand with a large glass ball at the end of it against her pussy. Kayley hung from the ceiling in tight uncomfortable bondage so that she was **** to look down at the floor. Aside from the exceptionally tight and painful crotch rope that dug into her pussy the long nipple clamps pulled painfully at her tits, one side of the two clamps bit into her nipples the others were clamped to the floor, the long thin chains pulled painfully taught.

"I know you gave the order for my ****. Are you Avina, or is Ducessa Aldano?" Jake asked, holding a wide leather strap in his right hand, and his left hand on the switch that wold cause electricity to flow into Morgan's body. Sabrina gave no answer. "The longer it takes for you to answer, the more your daughters suffer," Jake said with a shrug as he flipped the switch causing then Morgan to scream in pain. He then took his place by Cynthia.

"Please Master, don't hurt my sisters," she pleaded.

"I don't want to Cynthia, but, it's the best way to make your mother talk. I don't think she's Avina, I think Ducessa Aldano is. Would you like to know why?"

"Yes Master."

"You're mother and Ducessa Aldano, by all accounts have been good friends for their entire lives. You are named after her. I highly doubt your mother would be involved with this cult if she wasn't."

"A wise deduction Master."

"Are you ready to help break your mother?"

"Yes Master," she said her voice quivering with fear. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!! WHAP! Jake began to deliver lightning quick lashes to Cynthia's ass causing her to scream in pain as well.

Much as she wanted to, thanks to the collar Sabrina couldn't look away. She couldn't even bring herself to close her eyes. Even if she did, she would still hear Cynthia and Morgan's cries of pain along with Kayley's pained moans.

"Stop! Stop! Ducessa Cynthia Aldano and I run the cult!" Sabrina yelled after watching her daughters suffer for nearly half an hour.

"See that wasn't so hard now was it?" Jake asked with a laugh as he shut off the electricity that tormented Morgan and began to untie Kayley. "The real question is: What to do with you?"

What fate awaits Governor Webber? Answer in comments.

A) Life in a control belt, licking the pussies of Jake's slaves.

B) Life as a pony girl

C) Life as a puppy

D) Bred and sent to be a hu-cow

E) Life in a mine doing hard labor

F) Life on a fishing boat

G) Jake shows mercy and puts her in his harem

H) Some thing else. What?