Day 23
I took a sip of my coffee and relaxed for a while enjoying my break. Amanda and the film crew were busy filming Tash as she improved her living conditions. We were letting her clean up dungeon we kept her in as a reward for being such a good slut. The smell and sight of her own waste was reminding her of her time serving as a human toilet at the club. The look of utter misery on her face made even us feel sorry for her.
A loud scream came from underground and the lights inside the barn flickered reminding me to check the wiring. The last thing we wanted was for a fuse to blow out. The lights flickered once again and Tash let out another tortured scream. It got my attention to the hidden hatch that led down to the dungeon where the screams were coming from. We didn't even bother locking it anymore, escaping wasn't a thought that entered my pet's mind. Freedom was a concept that was foreign and scary to her. Tash would simply wait obediently for us to come down to beat, fuck and do what ever we wanted to her. Of course we always make her beg for it first so she's reminded of her place and to get our blood pumping. There's nothing hotter than a girl begging you to hurt her while her eyes plead for mercy.
I finished my coffee and went to see how everyone was getting on. Tash was in the middle of the room trying to clean the filthy disgusting floor. A dirty rag was in her mouth between her teeth that she was using to mop the ground. Her hands were handcuffed behind her back and the feather duster I forced deep into her asshole was there more for decoration than anything else. She slowly knelt up from the ground to dip her face into the dirty water in the bucket we had given her to use. The murky water soaked her hair and spilled down her chest. Her breasts were squashed by two brushes that were tied together by rope as if it were some sort of bikini. She winched as they touched the ground, pain flooding her face telling us that the thumbtacks glued to the other side were digging into her as she swept the floor with her tits.
"How's she doing?" I asked Amanda.
"Being a lazy fucking slut like usual. I still think we should have made her lick the floor clean with her tongue rather than giving her that rag to use."
I smiled at her telling her that I had something planned. She smiled back before turning her attention back to motivating Tash. The cattle-prod in her hand buzzed once more in a low electric hum. Sparks lit up and frizzed at the thongs like fireworks and Tash whimpered knowing how much it hurt. She screamed once again and spasmed at Amanda's feet as a thunderstorm blazed inside her body.
"You know Tash, we got that thing specially for you. Do you like your new toy?"
It was so easy to make her cry. I loved seeing her as miserable as it was humanly possible.
"Shock her again."
"No don't please! It hurts so much! No AAAHH! AAARRGH!"
It took her another half hour to finish mopping the floor during which Amanda would mercilessly shock her with abandon. The prod left these pretty little burn marks that decorated Tash like love bites. Some of the guys were now holding her still while Amanda zapped Tash right on her clit over and over again.
"No please stop! Please not again!"
Bloodcurdling was the only way I could describe the sound Tash was making. Her body tried to throw up but there was nothing in her stomach to puke. She fell silent and her body went limp spoiling everyone's fun.
"Fried slut sure does smell nice."
A couple of hours later
Tash slowly opened her eyes and looked up it the ceiling. Suddenly something stung her eyes and she turned her head away to avoid the stream of warm piss from landing on her face. The cattle-prod zapped her on the clit again forcing Tash to open her mouth and drink. She coughed as she swallowed gagging on my piss.
The cunt then tried to see what we were doing to her. She saw her legs spread open with bondage cuffs bound to her ankles. A wrench pulled the chains attached to her cuffs upwards. Tash panicked as she was suspended upside down by her ankles, tears filled her sad blue eyes knowing that she was in for more pain.
"Please I'm begging you, no more torture. Please I can't take anymore."
Laughter at her pleas surrounded her as we circled our pet like hungry wolves. We were all so addicted to hurting her that I didn't think we could stop, even if we wanted to.
"Why don't you understand how much it hurts?"
Oh we understood, that's why we did it so much. Of course we didn't really need to do it, Tash would probably eat her own shit if we told her to but hurting her was two thirds of the fun.
We dragged a heavy glass box underneath her and then emptied the dirty water she had used to mop clean the dungeon floor. The box filled just above the half way mark and I then opened up a bag of ice cubes making sure that Tash saw what I was doing. I grabbed a couple cubes and rubbed them on her breasts. She grasped as the ice started to melt on her body. There were little holes poked into her tits by the pins that lined the underside of the brushes that we had made her use to sweep the floor. I made sure to rub the ice there and across her nipples that had been biten and pinch a million times. The cold didn't soothe her, it just reminded her of the time they had drunked her into that frozen lake.
I stuffed the cubes in my hand into her cunt and watch as the frost caused her to shriek. The ice felt like it was burning her there and the room she was in narrowed and darkened. The rest of the ice was emptied into the glass box along with the murky cleaning water. Tash looked at the ice box that awaited her and knew what we were planning. She saw each of us grab a whip and realised that it was much worse.
"Every time we let you breathe Tash, I want you to tell me the story of how you lost your virginity."
Was hurting her not enough? Did they really need to humiliate me like this as well? This was so degrading for Tash as she was about to be forced to share one of the most private and precious memories of her life with a whole community of sickos who ravelled in her suffering. She didn't have much time to think as her head was quickly lowered into the box.
Tash held her breath but the sheer cold slapped her and smothered away her air. We let her struggle for a bit enjoying the show before he decided to join in. The whips striked her without mercy. Their bite covered every part of her body and were all cruelly vicious. Water flooded Tash's lungs as she screamed, we were drowning her.
I whipped her one last time before lifting her out of the box. She coughed and spat out water from her lungs before panting for air. Her body reacted on its own accord before she regained control.
"So Tash, tell us a story and make it hot or we might just decide to let you drown."
She cried not wanting to die. Not like this.
"It was in high school during my prom. I had been dating my boyfriend for a couple of months. At the end of it we were the last ones there and he danced with me."
Amanda was relentless.
"I bet he was a jock, I bet a bimbo like Tash couldn't keep her hands of him."
"No he wasn't a jock. He was quiet and shy. Kind and smart, I thought I was in love with him."
We lowered her back into the water once again before she could finish. No point rushing the game.
"No please I'm doing what you want me to..."
We didn't whip her this time, we didn't need to. The icy water did the work for us burning her in an unimaginable sea of darkness. Her lungs felt like they were on fire and her body thrashed about as she tried to get free. Only when she opened her eyes staring at death did we pull her out and let her breathe.
Tash started to hyperventilate going into shock. She completely shut herself down to everything exempt surviving. The look of horror on her face as she thought she was about to die was angelic and the cameras zoomed in to make sure every moment of filming gold was captured for all eternity. It took ages for her to calm down and get enough air to muster a scream.
"Please stop doing this. You're killing me."
She was about to lose all sanity. Her mind and body weren't functioning properly and she was praying for herself to lose consciousness but hanging upside down meant more blood was going to her brain, we wanted her to feel every second of what we were doing to her.
"So after prom, where did he fuck you?"
"He took me back to his place and we had sex."
"That was a little disappointing, I want details Tash. Let's dunk you back in to see if you remember anything."
"No no please I'll tell you whatever you want."
I knew she would but I just wanted to whip her again. The way she was crying made we want to hurt her even more. She screamed as her head was submerged into the ice and the torture continued. We took our time whipping her, bubbles spilled from her mouth as the lashes landed on her skin. Air was replaced by relentlessly crushing water once more.
"Please stop... I...can't..."
She couldn't even manage to put a sentence together. Beautiful red welts lined her defenceless body once more as we admired our work of beating Tash senseless.
"Did you like it?"
"Yes I...I never had anything like it before."
"Did it hurt?"
"At first but he was really gentle, he didn't want to hurt me."
"How cute, it's a shame we didn't get our hands on you then Tash. We would have made sure your first time was as painful as possible. Afterwards did you suck his cock to thank him?"
"Yes."
"What a slut."
Hearing us laughing at her was extremely upsetting to her. We had taken one of her most cherished memories and destroyed it for our own amusement.
"Just one last question, why didn't it work out between the two of you?"
She didn't answer. I sighed and she cried seeing the disappointment on my face.
"Lower her back in."
"No don't please! He cheated on me with my best friend."
We laughed at her even louder and she looked away. There was nothing more that she wished for than to be left alone.
"I don't blame the guy, I mean Tash is a decent fuck but can you imagine having to spend time with her when we're not beating or raping her? I wouldn't be surprised if the guy was poking around the minute after he started dating her. Just look at her now, I bet her friend was hotter and smarter. Who ever it was that cheated on her, good job."
The verbal assault continued longer than anyone found the joke funny but after being given another method of torturing Tash, none of us wanted to waste it.
"Okay okay that's enough, can't you tell it's upsetting her. Let's just dunk her in the water so we can whip her again."
"But I told you what you wanted!"
"Yeah but we're not finished hurting you yet. Don't worry I'm sure we'll get bored after an hour or two."