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In terms of continuity this chapter covers what happened to slave David which happened as the events in Chapter 4 were occurring .
Adopted slave
Chapter 5 -- Training slave David
A month after I had last seen slave David, it arrived in the same cage but looking very different from our last meeting. It was brought down to my cellar by the previous handlers and left there. All of the physical changes that were necessary had now taken place. Starting from its head, it now had `slave' tattooed on its forehead and "paedophile" on the back of its head. All of its teeth had been removed and its vocal cords cauterised (both of which were done at the same time under anaesthesia). Its tracking chip had been inserted on the surface of the skin and was clearly visible. It had a posture collar locked on so it could not lower its head. It had multiple piercings including its tongue, a PA and nipples .
The right side of its body is now completely covered in black ink so the previous tattoos could not be seen on that side of its body. However, the left side of its body needed to be covered up as well. Its back now had a chess board tattooed so it could be used to play chess on as its new Master was a chess player. It had ball weights on, which of course could be removed if I wanted to torture its balls.
It was ordered out of the cage, well that is an exaggeration as the door of the cage was opened and it was prodded, and I shouted at it to get out. It had not done so quickly enough, so we started again and I gave it a longer prod before I started the task as an incentive to be quicker. My focus over the next week was hurting it as much as I could.
I had a new device installed which was a lock for the cock and balls which had small piercings inside so if the slave moved while being used it would hurt. Its arms were extended upwards and chained; its legs were stretched downwards and chained. It was left there until we were ready to fuck it. On our return, its old Master, Master Jones, said that it would spend two/three weeks here and then sent on to its new owner. We then connected a large screen to the computer, and its new Master came up on the screen. It said that it had ordered all of its modifications and the next period would focus on improving its love of pain. It then of course asked the slave if it had any questions and with no reply (obviously), watched it being raped by us both and then caged. The slave's only purpose now was to be a commodity which gave its Master pleasure .
For the next three days the slave was ignored apart from basic grooming. It was fed and watered and douched once a day but ignored. On the screen were videos of its transformation and other pain being inflicted on slaves. It was also used to clean all the fetish equipment occasionally though most of the time it was ignored and locked in its cage. We did make it do daily exercise to make sure it stays fit and healthy.
We talked to the slave but obviously it could not respond as its vocal cords had been cauterised, the only sounds it made now unless in pain was one grunt for "Yes Master". It definitely did not need to learn the grunt for "no" as that is not in a slave's vocabulary. Later on, I was to hear it make various forms of grunt and cries when it expressed pain but I could not tell if any were pleasure at all, not that it matters.
Master Jones then explained that following the week-long no limits pain session, it would spend a week in recovery, where a new slave was joining it. Master Jones would be joining us for the tenderising process today and then leaving it in my capable hands. I left the slave in its cage to think about what slaves think about, which is obviously not of interest to us. The tattooist arrived as planned and joined us for a drink and a meal. We confirmed what we wanted the tattooist to do and this was agreed .
We all changed into our leather outfits and went into the cellar. The slave was told to come out of the cage and chained tightly by ankles and wrists so it could not move . We then moved some mirrors so it could see what was happening to it . The Tattooist inserted thin circular rings, about 15 of them, into the skin all the way along its spine, with at least 15mm entering the skin. It was obviously in a lot of pain during this process. As the rings were inserted, Master Jones told it that there would of course be permanent marks as its new Master had ordered this.
Basically, Master Jones and I flogged it methodically on its front and back until its body was bright red. This was an enjoyable process as we tried to match each other, stroke for stroke, and then stopped once we had done all of one side of the slave's body. Three times the slave seemed to lose consciousness, so three times we pressed a button and it automatically had a cold shower. Its new Master ordered it to be caned six times on its buttocks, which we told the slave was a direct order from him via the video link. Before removing it from the chains the tattooists re-pierced the rings that had come off. We lowered it to the floor and ordered it to crawl in to the cage.
Master Jones then left but it did say goodbye to the slave which I thought was a thoughtful gesture as they would not see each other ever again. I could not decide if I would tell the slave the pain plans each day but decided in the end to surprise it. Tomorrow was to be pegging which was a favourite of mine. Before I left, I replaced the ball weights on the slave and put a full water bowl inside the cage. I made sure I drank lots for the next 18 hours and pissed into the slave cage every time I needed to piss.
Bastinado
I got the slave up, got it out of the cage to douche and gave it its cereal mush and two tablets of "vitamin pills" (one of which was Viagra). I strung it up and hosed it in cold water then put antiseptic on its cuts which all looked to be okay. I got a message from the slave's new Master that it wanted the slave to only crawl from now on. We discussed surgical changes but agreed that a good bastinado session would stop any attempts at walking. We also discussed adding chains to its collar and cuffs and thus restricting movement even further. Its new Master liked this idea and I agreed to get it done in next few days. I reminded the slave that there were more tattoos to come and this would be done after recovery week. The advantage of this of course would be that the adopted slave would see modifications being done in real time which from my perspective could only have a positive impact upon it. It would see that once owned, a slave has no choice but to accept its Master's design.
I was in the mood for a fuck and I wanted to reinforce to the slave that I didn't need its permission to use its holes. As I fucked it, I kept calling it "Paedo". As I came, I rubbed the new tattoos on its head, which was a really positive idea in its training. As I fucked it, I could see the slave looking sad in the mirror. This is of no interest to me of course, as I have no interest in the slave's emotions and experience as long as they serve me well.
It was time for the bastinado session and so I had changed the fuck bench into a different position, ready for use for the session .The slave was ordered onto it and strapped in tightly. I informed it of what I would be doing but dimmed the lights and left it with some faint illumination. Before I left, I wanked the slave's cock. I told it that its new Master wanted it edged all week, but it was not to cum. I gave it five or six strokes then left it until I was ready for the bastinado session.
It was to be three hours before I returned as I see that the bastinado session was important to its new Master. I agreed that we would use the cane but not too hard, before switching to a rubber flogger made up of a thousand rubber strings. It would end with some more caning. With bastinado normally you build up slowly, but as the aim was for the slave to no longer walk I applied full force right from the beginning. By the time I finished, the slave had many surface cuts on the soles of its feet.
Three times its Master told me he wanted the soles of its feet redder. Before I released it, I added chains which were cut to specific lengths so that its movements could be further restricted. Once released the slave would spend an hour crawling the cellar before being caged for the night. The slave's wounds were tended to and fresh water and food given to the slave. I fucked it at least twice a day over the next week, so it always got its protein whenever it was kneeling on the floor.
Day 3: Pegging
This was a very simple day; I pegged the slave all over then pulled them off by my fingers or with a paddle. I just continued all day so that the pain was relentless. It just went on and on. For the final session, I attached 234 pegs connected by strings and I did this in waves over two hours. I removed the pegs from its cock and balls in one go, then re-pegged them to start again. I enjoyed fucking the slave halfway through and pulling a peg off now and then. Obviously, pain causes the slave's cunt to twitch which was a great sensation, again with it being fucked on its knees.
Day 4: Dildo play
On day 4, I did some extended dildo play: 2 hours per session repeated three times. I did not want to damage the slave's cunt so when I tested out what size it was now comfortable with (i.e. no resistance on entry), I settled for a 7 inches long, 3 inches wide dildo and then gradually increase the size from there. From the time it left my cellar onwards, it would always have a dildo in its cunt. I planned the next size of dildo for the next two days and showed these to the slave. Between each dildo replacement, it was fucked each time.
Day 5: Restricted bondage
I rotated the slave through three stations, one involving rope bondage, another one where it is hung by its ankles, and one where it is locked into in a metal case. At each station it had nipple clamps and CBT torture devices attached to it. By this point it was truly a slave as its only purpose was to take pain. I suggested to its new Master that this should be added to the slave's tattoo.
Day 6: Whipping
Basically, I whipped the slave seven times or until first blood. But I cheated as I used nonblood implements such as rubber paddles and floggers which did not draw blood so I could do extended sessions. After each session it was edged but not allowed to cum.
Day 7: Multiple Pain
We began the day with 1 hour of intense electro, followed by deep heat sounding, then a special paddling which involved a paddle twice as wide as normal , this was followed by 50 surgical piercing pins . As I sensitised a body part the pain was deepened by use of heat spray or more paddling or a good pin wheel. Its new Master wanted the cuts on its body to scar more so after each session saltwater spray was used to add to the agony.
By the end of day seven the slave would crawl into its cage which it would not leave for seven days. It was fed by bowls of mush and water initially twice a day which it then pissed and shat into. I would then drop the mush and water in every day to the nearest bowl so water, piss, mush and shit all got mixed up together. Over that week, I would also drop my piss and shit into the bowls. I found it easier to fill a bowl upstairs then just come down to the cellar and drop it in. By the end of the seven days the bowls were rank, but it was not as if the slave had a choice to which bowl it used.
The slave was told that it had more tattooing to come and then it would go to its permanent Master. It had not been branded but the Master wanted to do this himself as part of the slave's initiation. I must admit that after the slave's training, I was very tired and looked forward to a slow week before Albert arrived. Frankly, I had no interest whether the slave enjoyed the experience or not.
Similarly, I had no interest in whether Albert enjoyed the experience or not. I am a high protocol trainer, I give contract-like clarity on slaves' purpose to serve and listen and the positions and routine they are expected to perform. There is absolutely no `love' in the playroom and there are clear roles and expectations. I felt that you could layer on a relationship to Master/slave training but not the other way around.