Part 2-4: Day 2 THE ULTIMATE PUNISHMENT

kneeling there, thinking how Master is going to administer the highest form of punishment on me was indeed a fearful feeling..

Yes, we did discuss before the session how and what the punishment is about, but being on the verge of receiving it is extremely different from just mere discussion.. More so after all the painful punishment previously.. Knowing this will be worst and the feeling from the past few punishment is so fresh is DEFINITELY THE OPPOSITE OF ANTICIPATION!!

I could only kneel here hoping this waiting time to be prolonged... My last relief before it happens...

But master came back quickly... Pulled my chain ruthlessly and merely dragged me forward.. The jerk on the neck was painful. Once again, I quickly stood up.. Oh boy! the heels felt so unbalanced.. I struggled, in my small steps (due to the heels), to followed him and the chain to the punishment area..

It was the area where there is an overhanging support... Which will be used for some part of the punishments...

There, I was made to kneel again..

Hence he commenced the punishment... Which is divided into few parts:

Part A: Punishment preparation

Master simply plied open my mouths and grabbed hold of my tongue with a pair of tongs and pulled it out. He took a pair of chopsticks and clamp my tongue in between them. Next, he took rubber bends to tighten the both sides of the chopsticks together..

Each time he tighten the chopsticks.. I felt the pressure of 2 chopsticks gripping tighter on my tongue.. Tighter.... tighter until the rubber bands could not tighten anymore..

Now, my tongue is forever sticking out with a BRIDLE.. AND A TIGHT ONE...

And that is not yet done...........

He took another pair of chopsticks and placed them before this 1st bridle, deeper into the tongue and create ANOTHER BRIDLE again.. With this action, I could feel my tongue abnormally pulled out and feel a STRETCHING PAIN ON THE TONGUE.. AS THE TONGUE IS NOT stretched out abnormally and securely held by the 2nd CHOPSTICK BRIDLE..

AND NOT YET DONE...

3RD BRIDLE WAS ADMINISTERED!!! MORE STRETCHED... AND WITH THAT, MY TONGUE WAS PAINFULLY STRETCHED... AND FROM THE REFLEX PULL BACK ATTEMPT BY MY OWN TONGUE, THE 3RD PAIR OF CHOPSTICKS WAS PRESSING HARD ON MY LIP'S COMMISURE.. SHARP PAIN AT THE EDGE OF THE LIPS..

Somehow, I began to droll non-stop.........

And this was only a small part starting...

NEXT, master took the binder clip, NEW ones where the clamp is still extremely tight, clamp one each onto my ear lobe.. It came so suddenly that I SCREAMED in SHOCK!!

No voice came out?? Oh yes.. The bridle was also acting as a semi gag... I was unable to produce any significant audible sound because of the lock-on position of the mouth and the fully stretched out tongue...

Somehow, Master seems to heard so voice...

He remarked: ' Still have mood to make noise arhhh... Goood! Will make it more for you!!'

He instantly stuffed something into the remaining hole of my mouth! And with an instinct suck of air through my mouth, flow of pungentness and muskiness was felt in my nostril.. YUCK!! was my reaction...

It was actually Master's soiled underwear which he has been wearing since the start of the session!!

At this moment.. This feeling of humiliation, combined with the sense of helplessness, plus all the pain... Tears just simply flowed out...

I could only reacted by simply shutting my eye tight....

Master continued by placing a series of binder clips along the ear lope until the upper ears on both the ears.. It was indeed painfully uncomfortable..

Now my eyes was still tearing.. and closing...

Master remarked: Crying ehhh.... Just in Time......

He used 2 fingers to force open my right eyes.. Once opened, he sprayed a sudden generous amount of pepper towards the eyes...

My reaction: UUMMMMMM...
Noise from being well gagged...

Ouch!!!!!!!!! was my actual words in my mind... It really stinged my eyes... Especially when my eyes was well wet with tears... It really soaked in the pepper!!

Next... Master did the same for the other eyes... More STING!!! MORE PAIN!!! OUCH!!

And he said: ' You like it?????... 2 more times.... '

And he repeatedly did the same 4 more times instead... Each time more painful than before.... Until I had to shut the eyes extremely tight to contain the pain... OH NO!! THE STING WAS STILL THERE... PAIN!!!!...

Mastered ordered:: 'Bow 3 times in thankfulness for the punishment thus far..!'

I complied.... And did it with alot of pain...

Then he continued with the punishment... This is still only the preparatory stage... and I am already breaking!!!

Next, he bounded my hands together using the 'bracelet'. He made sure this bound is tight by using 4 cable ties...

He jerked pull the neck chain up.. signalling for me to stand up..

I meekly struggled to stand up.. still shutting eyes tight from the pain..

And thus begins the real punishment-- PART B--- The PAIN PHASE.. (Name we discussed before the session).....

Master took a chair and placed in front of me... with the backrest towards me... There he pulled my bounded hands forward until i bended over the backrest... And finally in a N position...

He tied my hands to some bar across the chair.... AT THIS POINT.. I FELT LIKE AS IF I BECOME STUCK ON TO THE CHAIR KIND OF FEELING.. SECURED TO THE CHAIR...

Master next spread my legs open and secured each legs to the legs of the chair.. (Punning)

Could feel myself still drooling....

He lifted up the skirt, pulled down the panties until right below the butt, hence exposing the butt in such protruding way..

Next, I felt a SUDDEN JAB into my HOLE!!! And INSTANTLY FELT SOME WARM STINGY LIQUID ENTERED... IT WAS ENEMA!!!

But instead of plain water, Master mixed with pepper and chili seeds.. The EFFECT WAS INSTANT!! BURNING & STINGY!!!

I QUENCHED MY WHOLE BODY MUSCLES... INSTINCTIVELY TIGHTEN TO ENDURE THE PAIN... THOUGH MOVEMENT ALL RESTRICTED IN THAT POSITION..

Not over yet!

Master inserted FRESHLY CUT AND SHAVED GINGER (shaped like a small penis) INTO MY HOLE next...!!

Surprising, no additional effect felt.... Just another disturbing piece of foreign object in..

NO OVER YET FOR THE HOLE....

He jabbed in another TAMPON in... and remarked:
' This will keep all the SPICE in place!'

Then he administered the SPICY ENEMA directly on the tampon in the hole.. SOAKING the COTTON with WATER...

This time, I felt the STING ONCE AGAIN AND SOME TIGHTENING from the tampon enlarging, squeezing the walls of my inside...

This is really NOT ANYTHING GOOD... ON THE FEEL....

Then master said: ALL THIS SPICE WILL REMAIN IN YOU, I MEAN REMAIN IN THIS SLAVE, for as long as I like,, even after this ULTIMATE PUNISHMENT...This is for attempting to remove that tampons without permission!  CLEAR???!!??

I could only nod...

THEN, a 'FAMILIAR' tap is felt on the bare butt with THAT sound: Plak!

CANING AGAIN!! NOOOOOO...... bad MEMORY...

Master said: 'REMEMBER this CANE?? your good friend..... IT will BOND with this SLAVE 100 times!!'

100 TIMES???!?!?!

Is my butt going to crack??

Then another: Plak!

And another...  PLAK!! ............. PLAK...... PLAK..... Ouch!! Felt more ttinging pain!

PLAK... PLAK..... PLAK.... PLAK...

I didn't HAD THE MIND to count how many stroke hit me already.. still trying to reconcile the idea of receiving 100 STROKES..

Master continued to CANE, with few seconds interval.. PLAK!! PLAK!!! PLAK!!

VERY SORE...

PLAK... PLAK..... PLAK.... PLAK...

Then it finally stopped..

My mind: I made it?? finish??

Silence.... Nothing happen.. like a sudden froze in time where no activity happening...

Could only WAIT for what is happening next... in an IMMOBILISED POSITION... Only managed to wriggle slightly..

Eyes still not opening because of the pepper sting....

What seems like 30seconds...  1mins... hmmmmmmmmmmm..

PLAK!!........... SENSATIONAL!!!

Too sudden!!
Then another series of stroke...

PLAK... PLAK..... PLAK.... PLAK.....

and more....
and more..... more.....


This time... ... really really painful...

Tears really flowing out like river from my tightly closed eyes..... My only way to manage the pain was to tighten up my muscles....

PLAK... PLAK..... PLAK.... PLAK....

By now.. I was only just focusing on bearing the pain.. Until it finally stopped...

As protocol, Master applied vinegar over the butt, this time it STINGED....... And applied the ointment, Zam buk,  as usual.. This happened quite fast.. 

Then he released all the limps from the chair... although both my hands are still bounded together.. 

MASTER INSTRUCTED: ' STAND UP!' 

I simply obeyed... Felt really like a TRUE SLAVE at this time... Could feel the back of the skirt dropping down.. Gently touching my bare butt... slight stinging pain on the wound..

MASTER continued: ' Enjoying the SPICE??..... NOW NEXT PART.... ' 


Sidenote: Before the session, we did discuss in detail how the Ultimate Punishment is going to be like.. and even came up with names and a structure of how this punishment is going to be carried out in whichever sequence.... Eg... Part A: Preparatory; B: Pain; C; 'Private' pain; D: Endurance.... etc... 


Although we discussed so much, discussing it before the session was really high... But now, less then halfway through, and being aware of the sequence is NOT HELPING....

THE BURNING PAIN, the HUMILIATION, the UNCOMFORT is not making it as high as I imagined.. THIS IS THE REAL THING.!!!.. and is it so different....

I really WANTED OUT.... BUT THIS IS IMPOSSIBLE IN THE SESSION because we agreed there is no way out, NO SAFE WORD.. we wanted to be as REALISTIC as REAL LIFE!!!

Feeling of regret WAS SO RAMPANT!

Amid all regrets... Master still proceed...

He chained to the ceiling me once again such that I could only stand up straight with the heels on... (If ever the heels miraclously dissappeared, I would be choked by the chain).. Hooked my bounded hands up again.. This time ensuring my hands are bounded as high up as possible that my armpits are fully opened...

Master simply lifted up the skirt infront.. and used a clip to clip the skirt at the front of the pinafore so it remained lifted up, perpetually expose my front...

Again, he took the rubber band, this time rubber banding the tip of the penis... And tighten it with many loops.. Until the rubber band is almost fully stretched... OUCH!!.. IT FELT SO TIGHT!!!

Then, he simply pull the rubber band and released it... SNAP!!!!

OUCH!! OUCH!! OUCH!!! I cried....

Then he DID THIS SNAPPING thing a few more times... EACH TIME SENDING THE SHARP PAIN UP!!! I really felt weak at the penis... OUCH...

After about 10-20 snaps.. he finally stopped...

Next, he used 4 pieces of chopsticks and placed it in parallel to the penis.. Then he used 3 more rubber bands to secure it tight ALONG THE LENGTH OF THE PENIS.. and he TIGHTENED the chopsticks with the rubber band until the 4 sticks LITERALLY EXERTED PRESSURE ON THE PENIS.. PAINFUL PRESSURE!!!

Now that the penis is held in place along the chopsticks, like a piece of hotdog straighten by the sticks.. He pulled the whole straight structure in between my legs and TO THE BACK...

THE STRETCH, together with the CHOPSTICKS CLAMP WAS REALLY PAIN!!

I could only continue crying.. muffled though...

Master said: ' HOW YOU LIKE TO BUDGE OUT THAT USELESS PIECE OF THING?? This is what you get in return for budging it out... I PUT STICKS to 'HELP' you secure it now.. ........ GRIP IT TIGHT WITH THE LEGS!!!!!.... He ordered in a commanding manner..

I immediately followed..

OUCH... THE TIGHTENING OF BOTH LEGS TOGETHER exerted the PRESSURE ON THE CHOPSTICKS AND CLAMP THE PENIS HARDER!! MORE PAIN...

I SCREAMED... but due to the gag.. no SOUND came out?......

MASTER don't seems to care anyway... He just simply pulled back the panty in place...

Now, I looked like a female at the panty area at the front.. flat.. without any bludge, esp when the penis will sell pulled back, and secured....

Master said: ' Good! more like a GAAALL... If need be, this will be there until YOU LEARN TO BE A GAAAAL...!! CLEAR!!!!???!!!'

I stood stilled...

MASTER SHOUTED: CANNOT NOD ARH!!

I obediently nodded... Deep inside all the REGRETS, HUMILIATION feelings and any NEGATIVE feel I could imagined.. I WAS FEELING IT!!

' AND MAKE SURE YOU LADY-LIKE AND KEEP THE LEGS TOGETHER!' HE ORDERED..

Then he proceed to tighten the chain above such that I feel a slight pressure on my neck.. IT IS COMPLETELY TAUT!.. so now, any slightest bending down or hunch or anything movement that lowers myself will be RESTRICTED and CONTROLLED by the CHAIN!!
(note: this was done cautiously to ensure I was not choked by the chain... safety)

I could only remain in this position now: STANDING STRAIGHT WITH HANDS WELL LIFTED UP ABOVE MY HEAD AND BOUND TOGETHER... WHOLE POSITION IS WELL SECURED...

Master seems pleased at this moment... From his apparently happy voice: ' Now coming main part.. Good job!! I am enjoying playing you... took me a hard time to find such willing slave...

With swift motion, he lifted up the pinafore and cover over my head.. Then he did the same for the blouse inside.. And lastly the bra... with my bare nipples exposed again...

OH NO!! the DREADED NIPPLE CLAMP!! with BINDER CLIP AGAIN!!!

He did the usual.. using both hands to tinkle the nipples.. SOMEWHAT IT was a reprieve from ALL THE PAIN.. I feel slightly HIGH.. He keeps doing it for prolonged period.. seems to me like minutes.. and felt ticklish..

INVOLUNTARY reflex kicked in.... I BENDED MY KNEES and OUCH! the NECK!! I quickly straightened my knees back..

What made it more mind torture is: by right, once he stopped tickling, he should most likely apply the binding clip on (clamp)... At least somehow I could mentally be prepared for it... BUT NO!.. Master is SMART! after tickle, he stopped.. Then he seems to walk away... and come back tickle again...

He seems to be enjoying playing with that 2 buttons (nipples)...

I couldn't see what he was up to because of the pinafore covering me and as well my eyes are force shutting because of the burning pepper still at work..

He was really keeping me in suspense.... continuing the cycle.... UNTIL....

Least aware.... He CLAMP!!! BOTH TOGETHER!!!

SHOCKED TRAVELED UP MY BRAIN!! SCREAMED...
but SILENT!!

Once again, he simply removed the handle... pulled down the bra back in place, put back the blouse and the pinafore back in position.. He adjusted the uniform properly...

And said: 'You insolent SLAVE, You will be grounded in this position in the next 1 hour! If need be.. more!... and I WANT YOU TO OPEN YOUR EYES!!... No blindfold for you this time.. OPEN!!

I knew i had to obey.. I forced my eyes open.. it was like a fight between my instinct of closing and forcing to open.. Could feel the eyelid shivers when I opened it...

Master continued: GOOD!! STAY THERE..

And suddenly continued: Oh on more thing the EAR PLUGS..

He walked away, coming back with the ear plugs... and placed it into my ears...

The moment it went in... Felt as if I was in some void space kind of feeling... 

He removed his brief from my mouth after that...

Then Master says: Looks good now... my exhibition... does not look good gagged... only the BRIDLE will do.... NOW... STAY THERE!! EYES OPEN!! NO NOISE!! if not, I WILL HIT THE NIPPLE!

I knew the hit on the nipple will be painful, although it is covered with 3 layers of cloth.. Esp with the binder clip there... more so the handle removed.. It cannot 'accidentally' be dislodged... 

I forced myself to obey ALL.. FORCING EYES OPEN and STAY QUIET, not to GROAN, SCREAM or any NOISE... 

Master walked away to do his own things after that...

To be continued.....