Day 11
A flash snow storm had cut off all the power at our farm as well as the nearest town to us which meant that we couldn't post updates for a couple of days. It was a real shame as well because we had filmed some of our hottest scenes yet with Tash during the time we were cut off from the sickos and freaks of the dark net.
To celebrate her surviving a week with us, we had given her a bucket of pig slop to eat and even lit a few candles so we could pour some hot wax over her. Actually considering how none of us could find any candles left to light during the storm, it might have been more than a couple that we poured on her.
The next day we found her curled up and freezing on the ground. All she wanted was that old blanket we had given her last week back so she could warm herself just a little bit. The viewers who would watch the footage later when we upload it will just love hearing the way she begged. We instead decided to warm her up by flogging the cooled wax off her body before giving her a nice hard fucking. Amanda somehow managed to stretch her hand into Tash's cunt and fisted the teen into cumming for our amusement.
Yesterday we were expecting the power to be back already but instead the boiler broke and by the time those among us who were better at fixing things than breaking them managed to mend it, we were all in a foul mood. Of course we took out our frustrations out on Tash who we beat with a heavy wooden paddle. Depending on whether you found massive bruises attractive, her perfect ass either didn't look so perfect anymore or it looked better than ever spanked to the point that her skin had started to break. Her tits had also been smashed and had swollen up in a way that if it were not for the brutal reddening and purple blemishes, we would have thought she'd gone up a cup.
Now as we made our way through the snow to the barn, we were feeling bad for not being able to post anything and knew that we wanted to do something special to make up for it. Seeing as how Tash was regaining the ability to walk again, we came up with something that we could do with her before branding her again.
She was on the ground as always, hugging her tits that had marked beautifully. Her living conditions were getting worse as the dungeon stunk from her own waste. We probably should have given her a bucket but it was funny watching her crawl to one side of the room, as far as the chain around her neck would allow and then relieve herself like a barn animal. I wanted to rub her face into it but we couldn't really hose her down at the moment and there was alot of cum covering her. Because of how cold it had gotten, we had spent the last few days watching over her to make sure she didn't prematurely expire. Of course seeing as how we were taking such good care of her, it only seemed fitting that Tash return the favour and have her fuck holes give us some entertainment to pass the time. She received a lot of fucks the first few days but right now with cum plastered all over her face and leaking out of her sore holes, I didn't really want to touch her, never mind fuck her.
I think she knew how disgusting she was right now too and weeped as she acknowledged the camera filming her disgrace. Small clouds of stream formed as her breath met the cold winter air. Seeing Tash like this made Amanda smile and she started the introduction, knowing how much she was going to enjoy what we had planned.
"Welcome to day 11 of sluts torture entertainment's special series starring our dumb little fuckpet Tash. She would like to apologise for us not being able to put up any updates over the past few days by taking one of the harshest punishments we came up over the years."
I mean while was busy helping the crew set up a series of heaters around the dungeon so our pain toy wouldn't die of pneumonia. To Tash, it came as a shock to see us setting up something that would make it easier for her. Despite everything we've done to her, she still thought that we were capable of being nice to her. I showed her the blanket that she had been asking for and I think that she almost cried of happiness.
"T...tha...thank you."
It was genuine gratitude and she was even smiling. She must have been so cold for the idea of warmth to be such a welcoming desire. Too bad this was the opposite of what we were going to do to her. Seeing us turn up the heat and feeling it radiate on her skin, Tash continued to thank us. Hopefully the heaters would prevent her from freezing to death but we were still taking the risk.
"Hold still."
She obeyed my command at first but then nervously cowered away when she saw the needle and ring piercing in my hand. Amanda helped hold her still as I drove the needle through the columella of her nose in between her nostrils which several of our viewers thought were too big. Having a large silver ring threaded through her nose like a cow improved her looks in my opinion.
Blood was dripping from her piercing which I guess meant that I didn't do the best of jobs. I wasn't to disappointed though as the ring sat in the middle of her nostrils and Tash screamed out as I gave her new jewellery a tug. A slap and kick to her gut told her to shut up.
We then tied a thin length of rope to the ring which Amanda took hold of and played with at Tash's expense. I handcuffed her and then locked cuffs to her ankles that had a short chain in between them. They would allow her to walk without too much difficulty but prevented her from running. Releasing her from the wall, a leash replaced the chain that attached to the collar around her neck and Tash was finally ready for her walk. Perhaps being a little too generous, we allowed her to crawl up the stairs into the barn.
It was the first time we had let Tash out of our dungeon of horrors and up here she was greeted by our cattle. Fine animals that were well fed, milked daily and looked after with care and dignity. Crawling besides these beasts, I wondered how Tash felt knowing we were treating her worse than the way we treated animals. Of course the film crew weren't trilled having to dodge the cows as they tried to film Tash's misery. Eventually they gave up and decided to just cut this scene.
Once outside, we made Tash stand and watched agony etched on her face as she took her first step into the icy outdoors. Snow crunched under her feet compacting into ice which was so cold that it felt like fire. The wind blew at her exposed body and sent chills up and down her spine as winter punished her with its merciless embrace. She was shivering in jerky movements and her mind was threatening to shut down due to the cold. Falling to her knees every now and again, her begging became more and more desperate.
"Please I'm going to freeze to death. Please let me back inside. You can fuck me, whip me, beat me. Whatever you want. Please just take me back inside."
Even her tears felt cold to Tash as we forced her back on her feet by pulling on her leash and nose ring. We led her to the middle of the field were I investigated under the snow to make sure we were at the right spot. The snow froze my hand and was about to curse that I hadn't thought to wear gloves when I saw Tash and realised I really had nothing to complain about. We took a couple steps back and tied a thick rope around Tash's ankle. We then told to walk forward.
"But...but I don't understand why are you making me do this?"
A crack of the bullwhip on her ass told her to shut up and obey. As she cautiously inched forward, we made sure we all had a good grip on the rope and prepared to tug on it. For Tash, this was another example of the paralysing fear that she continuously felt around us. She had no idea how limitless our cruelty could be. The question of why we were making her walk here kept repeating itself in her head then the ice broke beneath her and she got her answer. Falling into the freezing pond, the cold attacked her like a swarm of piranhas. It felt like a thousand knives were stabbing into her flesh and a pack of wild dogs were gnawing on her bones. She begged god to let her die as the seconds felt like hours.
When pulling her out, a bunch of us slipped on the snow and Tash got dumped back in before we managed to fish her out again. Screaming like a dying animal, her lips were blue and her skin was wet and ice cold. We quickly dried her with towels before dragging her back into the barn as she yelled out wildly.
Inside we let the heaters do their thing and wrapped her blanket around her. She was staring out to nothingness with her eyes opened wide and her teeth clattered against each other. Unfortunately for her, she would survive. There was a lot more pain installed for Tash and a lot more fun for us.