Kate Edwards, pain freak.

Broken Mistress

Nora, you look well, out of sorts.

I’ve been flogging Kate.  With out a ball gag.  Bitch doesn’t scream even when you hit her pussy, she just moans. 

Have you tried branding her?

Yes.  I know she came then. 

Needles through her tits?  I mean the big ones, not like a nipple piercing.  Super glue her hands to her tits, then spray it with Zap-Set.  Can the bottom of her feet.  Pierce her cheeks.  The ones on her face, not her ass.  Hell for that matter pierce her ass.  Pull out her finger nails.  Or toe nails.  She’s a practice dummy, use her up if need be.  It’s not like she is any one important anymore. 

<later that day>

Mr. West I was just looking for you.  I’ve had a rather troubling thing happen.  The city council want to see `tapes` of every thing you or your students have done to any practice slaves in the last week.

Oh shit.  The dean doesn’t know who the primary practice slave is now…  This could get ugly.

Did you give them a copy of the files?

Why, yes, I did.  Why does it matter?

Because our current practice slave used to be Kate Edwards,  Damon Edwards daughter.  And I just this morning gave Nora Kennedy some, well imaginative ways to torture Kate.  And I told her that she wasn’t any one of  any importance anymore and to use her up.

Why did you say that?

Because she’s not any one of importance any more.  She’s a slave, she volunteered for this and as near as I can tell has been is a constant state of orgasm from the first time she was lashed up to what ever Nora did to her.  If Nora did all that I suggested to her,  Kate is in the nurses office, maybe even the ER, assuming she didn’t die from shock.  Damon is going to try to get even with me by attacking my students, on the miss guided idea that I care about them.  Half the things I told her to do were way beyond what is in the manual, at least the manual we use here.   I expect to get a call from the arbitrators about this.  Shit.

<The Next Day>

Ah, there you are Mr. West.

It’s never a good sign when the dean starts  off that way.  Actually the dean talking to me about any thing out side of mistress training and the slaver business is a bad sign.

Yes, what can I do for you sir?

You were right, they want to have the arbitration board talk with you, Kate, and that Dora girl.

Nora.  Her name, at least right now, is Nora.  Not Dora.  But that’s not important.  What is is when and why.

The when is tonight and the why is well, make a good guess.

<That night at the arbitration board>

Oh shit.

Now what Mr. West.

That’s Toni Hayes over there.  And Damon is siting right behind her. 

And this matters why?

Because Damon’s 3rd wife was spit roasted at a fund raiser for her.  She’s trying to take his seat on the council .

Well, they appear to be on civil terms right now.

Yeah, that scares me more than it should.

Nora Kennedy, would you please stand and face the board.  Nora, we have reviewed the video supplied by you school.  You seem to have been the primary torturer of Kate Edwards.

No sir, I was not.  I may have been the primary user of practice slave number 7, but there was no one named Kate Edwards in the room at any time.

OK.  I’ll grant you that, but don’t get to cute about it.  What is your current status?

I’m a student Mistress and I’m an intern at Spellbook Slaves.

And your grade in class?

I have a 95% average, I think I am the 2nd highest.

Where is he going with this?

What all did you do to Slave number 7.

Well, if you mean the day I broke her, I started with 50 lashes about her body while she was hanging by her arms.  I concentrated my lashes on her genitals and her breasts when ever possible.

What was the effect of this treatment.

It is my belief that she had repeat orgasms.

After that what did you do.

I took our smallest branding iron, which has a tip about a half a square centimeter, heated it to red hot and applied it to her left breast just below the nipple.  I know she had an orgasm from this.

And after this “failure” what did you do?

Well,  sir,  I left her hanging by her arms with her toes just touching the ground.  I then spoke with Mr. West about my lack of progress with slave 7.  After I finished talking to him I returned to the training area with renewed purpose and drive. Do you want a blow by blow or will the fact that I finally broke her do?

No, I think we have heard enough out of you.  Do you have any final remarks?

Yes, sir I do.  I’m a mistress in training.  Breaking slaves is part of what we are expected to learn.  It’s what we do and it’s why we do the other things, at least for me.

Mr West.  What is miss Kennedy’s standing in your class right now?

She has the highest grade point average in the class.  Assuming she makes at least a 70, or passing grade, on her snuff requirement it will be mathematically impossible for her not to graduate.

Oh, that makes this next bit more telling then.  Bring out the slave.  Ms Kennedy, please hang this slave.

Practice Slave Number 8

You want me to hang my sister?

No, of course not.  We want you to hang practice slave number 8.  Please assume the correct uniform for a snuff requirement.

You want me to strip down in front of you.

Yes, we want that very much.  Or are you only body proud when in your school and are you only cold to other peoples daughters or sisters.

Oh, no it’s not a problem.  If I may ask how did slave 8 become a slave?  Public Drunk and DWI I’ll bet.  Or what ever it was you hauled her in front of Judge Harper.  But I’ll bet she was drunk any way.

You are in fact correct.

Well, slave 8, it’s too bad I didn’t get to flog you first, I’ve really gotten good at it.  Bye now.

My god she just coldly hung her own sister.

No, she didn’t,  sir, she hung Slave 8.  That’s why we have a snuff requirement and why it’s a must pass test.  If she hadn’t been able to do it, she would be a slave some time next week.  She passed the course, even if she doesn’t take the rest of the tests.

Oh shit.  Damon is coming over, with Toni.  This can’t be good.

You think you have won this round, don’t you West.  Well, you might have, but the battle isn’t the war.  Toni and I have been speaking and it seems we have common cause against Spellbook Slaves and well, you West.

You have common cause with the woman who ordered your wife to be spit roasted?

Oh, no, she really didn’t know who she was until it was far to late.  It really was just an ironic accident.  Oh, and you know those three slaves I bought from you?  The red head gives really good head, better than her score would indicate.  I really enjoyed her as a watched “Slave 7” be broken.  Tell me, what are you going to do to her next?

Well, as soon as she heals, if she does, she goes back in the cell of little ease to be used as a practice dummy by our other students.  Normally we would not bother with healing her up, but because of budgets it’s better to heal this one up than buy a new one, particularly given that we just lost one from our stock. Do you want video’s of her next performance as well?   I can arrange a live feed if you want.

That would be lovely.  Come Toni, let us be gone from here.

 

 

 

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