Positions Training Part 2 “What do you think should happen ..

Positions Training Part 2 “What do you think should happen to you now, Artig?” This was a trick question. I knew my Master would give me a much worse punishment than whatever I suggest. My eyes stayed on the floor as the three of them stared at me. My Sir made another dissatisfied sound while he turned to the Dungeon Master. “She will go through all the positions again, this time by herself, since she is distracted by your Doll.” My cheeks heated up in embarrassment under my latex mask. My eyes trailed behind the latex slave that sat in the corner in the waiting position. This time I really had to focus. I was made to go through all the positions once again, this time holding each of them for a longer amount of time. As we progressed, my feet began to wobble a bit in my heels and I almost gave up at the very end. Heat flooded all over my body as the Doll in the corner of the room watched me intently. I hadn’t even heard her voice; she was like an object in the room that I just wanted to make use of. My breathing was heavy as I flickered between the image of her sitting there and her Master who was standing in front of me. “...A position that is good for punishment,” I heard my Sir contemplating to the Master. Sitting in the waiting position made me anxious. The latex Doll was told to get some items from her Master, leaving me alone with the two men who were eager to punish me, both watching me, knowing what was coming my way, but purposefully not telling me. The slave Doll came back shortly with a flogger in one hand and a whip in the other. My pussy squeezed in anticipation when my Sir nodded in approval. The Dungeon Master suggested we have a photoshoot before we continued. My Master agreed, looking over at me with a hard gaze, stating that it would be best to do it now since I would be too exhausted later. The Dungeon Master proceeded then to placed his Doll and I in various positions once again. I became nervous when she and I were chained together, but was obedient and quiet nonetheless. For one of the photos, we were made to kiss and my heart began pounding in excitement as her lips pressed against mine. After that, we were released from each other. My Master had not said anything for a while, making me shuffle nervously in the high heels that were now making my feet ache, wondering what might be on his mind. “Come here, slave.” The Dungeon Master beckoned for his toy to stand next to him. “Now it is time for your punishment,” he told me, motioning me to a bondage device that I was already familiar with. Memories from the Slave Party flooded my mind. I was then pinned down in the device, watching as my long, latex heels hung over my head. In that position, my holes were f0rced to present themselves and I could do nothing about it as my hands were pulled under me. Now I truly was a real Doll that was ready to be used. For my punishment, the latex Doll had to flog me until my Sir felt satisfied. The Dungeon Master would have the pleasure of using my holes for not being attentive and making him go through training me twice. But first, the latex slave was allowed to eat my pussy. My Master said it had been a special request from the Doll herself. “And since it seems you are so infatuated by her, your eyes have to be open the entire time.” I nodded my head in agreement, observing as she lowered herself onto her knees. I jumped lightly as the latex on her nose rubbed against my clit before advancing to slide her tongue across the inner lips. At times she would look up at me to make sure I was watching. I couldn’t help but moan as she expertly sucked and licked at my folds, my juices wetting the mask that covered her face. I was turned on by the fact that I couldn’t see her body, although it was perfectly outlined in the latex suit. It was extremely hot for me, being that I didn’t even know her voice. She was a wonderful Doll. My eyes rolled back in my head as the Dungeon Master decided to place two fingers in my ass while his Doll was still sucking at my clit. He made a comment about how my asshole was perfectly tight in this position and he would have fun using this Doll. The latex slave stood up on command and went to grab her flogger. In the meantime, the Dungeon Master prepared himself to use my holes. My Sir simply sat back and watched the punishment unravel itself. The Dungeon Master started by f0rcing his cock into my asshole, using only the spit and juice that had been left over from his Doll’s licking. I tried to hold back my cries as he quickly began to pound my ass relentlessly. My eyes rolled back instantly when I felt an unexpected flash of pain on my tits. My eyes opened up to find the Doll fl0gging my breasts with a sadistic smile. She was careful and steady, but would make her lashings harder with every few hits. My nipples were tight and stinging, and at times the other slave would lick her latexed fingers and pinch at my peaks. I couldn’t handle all the feelings at once and, without being able to control myself, I ended up cumming hard, without warning. As they decided then to further my punishment, I watched quietly as the Doll removed the ball end of the whip and placed a condom over it. My eyes widened in shock, glancing over at my Sir, hoping he would reconsider this perversion. But I knew, as the Dungeon Master pulled out of my ass and entered my pussy, that there was no going back. The Doll silently rubbed lube on my asshole and proceeded to f0rce the end of the whip into it. Even with the condom on, I could feel every ridge of the handle. I was stuffed almost completely with the flogger itself. Tears welled in my eyes as my senses were flooded when the Dungeon Master pushed himself deeper into my cunt, leaving me very much aware of how full both holes suddenly were. My mouth opened to cry out but the Doll shoved her fingers in my throat, f0rcing me to stay quiet. I licked at the latex that filled that hole while my other two were being used. This went on until both Masters were fully satisfied that I had learned my lesson. I was carefully released from the bondage device after the Dungeon Master had cum in my mouth and was allowed to relax while everyone prepared to finish up for the day. “Artig, you have to get dressed now. We must go somewhere else.” Confusion was written all over my face. I didn’t remember Sir mentioning anything about plans after training today. I rushed to put my clothes on and followed my Master out to the car after saying our goodbyes to our companions. We took quite a long drive; I didn’t even bother to ask Sir where we were going. Instead, I just took a nap. “Artig! Wake up!” A very eager voice pulled me out of my sleep. My eyes fluttered open and I saw… myself? “Slave S!” I shouted in excitement, hurrying out of the car so that I could hug her. Our Masters watched us in amusement. I was very happy to see my ‘sister’, but was very curious as to why we would be meeting with our counters today. “What are we doing?” I asked Slave S curiously. My holes were still a bit sore from earlier, but I was grateful that I had been able to rest on the way here. Knowing Slave S’ Master, there would be some heavy usage involved. Slave S shrugged her shoulders and followed as her Master guided us into a room that had a group of eager men waiting. “Gentlemen, these are the two slave sisters that you all have been expecting to share.” I looked over to my Master, who was standing next to his friend. They both went through the procedures of explaining how to properly use their Dolls. It wasn’t long until Slave S and I were holding hands while having all our holes used at once. Like a good Doll, I did my best at pleasing all these gentlemen, although I was already sore, especially my asshole. My legs ached as I rode one cock with my ass, while another gentleman got to fuck my pussy and another shoved himself into my mouth. I couldn’t help but love the sensation of having each hole occupied, used like the slut Doll I am. Both Slave S and I were f0rced to cum many times, something that wasn’t even hard to do as we were used this way. But it didn’t matter to the Sirs, as they kept fucking us Dolls until we had tears in our eyes. It took many hours until every single one of the gentlemen had cum in at least one of us – though a few got to compare my ‘sister’ and me, fucking each of us in turns – and was fully satisfied. After all our holes had been used by so many men, and so many times that I lost track of the exact number, Slave S and I both laid on the bed, exhausted from our endeavor. I certainly wasn’t expecting this for tonight but was more than happy to see how proud my Master was of his Doll after such a long day. @lady_o_soraja @artigs_owner