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Chapter 4
Katie was weak and hurt from the violent vaginal torture she had endured, so Maggie had given her some time to recover.
A week later, after being treated for her wounds and returning back to full health, Katie was in her cell in the playroom. Waiting for her mistress.
Maggie got to her house in the late afternoon, after having gone out with her friends. From the outside, the house was massive, dominating the entire neighborhood; but not one person would have guessed what horrors that magnificent opulence hidÉ
Slamming the door behind her, Maggie removed her jacket and backpack, throwing them on the floor. Behind her, she could already hear the butlers and maids silently picking up her things.
Entering into the enormous living room, Maggie saw her mother stretched out on the couch, resting comfortably while reading a book.
As Maggie drew closer, her mother's eyes snapped up to look at her daughter. Standing, she set down the book she was reading, "Techniques of Sadism: How to Bring S&M Into Your Sex Life."
"Maggie, dearest!" Her mother cooed. "How was your day, darling?"
Maggie's mother spoke with the inflection of the super-rich, that distinctive tonality that just seemed to ooze wealth.
"Fine, Mother." Maggie responded curtly. "What was that you were reading?"
"Oh, just looking up some new ideas for that cute little slave of yours, darling. She really is quite a gem. I was just washing her up earlier todayÉ What a figure!"
"YesÉ" Maggie said, drifting off. She could already feel a wet spot building at her panties. "She is something, isn't she?"
Maggie's mother nodded enthusiastically. "Dear, have you tried anything else with suction on her yet?"
"Not yet," Maggie responded. "I have a few ideas, why?"
"Well, have you gotten a chance to use that milking machine that your father and I got you for Christmas, yet?"
Maggie's eyes lit up with excitement. "Oh! I completely forgot about that! It would be perfect!" Suppressing a giggle of girlish delight, she ran to her room.
A day later, Maggie approached her mother again.
"Mother, would you like to join me in the playroom? Katie has got her strength back. I think I'll start her on that milking machine tonight."
Maggie's mother gave her dominatrix daughter a kindly smile. "Dearest, I love to watch you work, but I just have far too much on my plate at the moment. Perhaps another time?"
Maggie was already halfway to the library in the house by the time her mother finished speaking. "Absolutely!" She shouted back as she ran.
Maggie entered the dark, velvet covered room that was the library. She approached the bookshelf on the far side, and ran her hands over the spines of the books. Her hand came to rest on a blood-red volume entitled, "A Study of Pain."
Maggie grabbed the spine of the book and pulled it out until it stopped suddenly. Maggie heard a small click, and then watched as the bookcase swung out to reveal a small elevator.
Maggie closed the case behind her, and stepped into the elevator. It had only one destination. The playroom.
Five stories below her home, the doors of the elevator opened to reveal the enormous dungeon that Maggie's parents had built for her.
Moving fast, and disrobing as she walked, Maggie approached the young girl bound to the table in the center of the room.
By the time Maggie had reached her slave, she was completely naked. Her nipples were like two small bullets, and her tight pussy was dripping with cum. She breathed heavily as she looked down at her slave with a smile.
Katie looked up with wide eyes at her young mistress. Her mouth was blocked by a ball gag, and her anus and pussy were both filled with tubes to remove waste from her. She took, deep, controlled breaths, trying to focus her mind and not be intimidated by the thought of torture.
Transcending words with her venomous grin, Maggie removed the tubes from Katie's nether regions and undid the gag from the girls soft mouth.
Maggie then strode briskly to a corner of the dungeon where a machine sat idly on a cart.
The thing looked bizarre to Katie, who breathed faster in fear. On the cart was a box with two cylinders protruding from the top. Within the glass cylinders were two back accordion-like pumps. The face of the machine was littered with dials and buttons. The side closest to Katie had three tubes sprouting from it. Two were topped with cylindrical attachments, while one had a more triangular shape.
Maggie took the tubes with the cylinders on the end and lowered them onto Katie's breasts, directly over her nipples. Maggie pressed the two cylinders into the soft flesh, and Katie could feel the adhesive sticking to her skin. Maggie then pushed a button on the side of the cylinders, and Katie screamed painfully as a small array of very short needles penetrated from the base of the suction cups into her breasts, holding them in place.
Katie's chest heaved in pain. A tear ran down her cheek as the two tall cylinders swayed on her chest.
Maggie then took the triangular attachment and covered Katie's pussy with it. It encompassed her mound to her perineum, and a moment later, Katie screamed in pain again as the needles locked it in place.
Maggie panted with excitement as she watched the bound girl whimper in pain, with the tubes attached to her breasts and pussy gently swaying with her frenzied breaths.
Maggie adjusted a few knobs and dials on the machine, and then pushed a green button in the center.
Katie arched her back towards the suction, moaning in pain and pleasure as the milking machine gently sucked on her breasts. She could feel the sensitive tissue of her nipples pulled into the vacuum, and could feel the same happening with her extremely engorged labia.
Maggie watched Katie with extreme horniness. In fact, she was so desperate to get off, that she took a electrical wire from the ceiling and screwed in a small anal probe on the end. She pushed the small nub into her own anus, and put it on a low setting on the computer, while Katie writhed in pain and pleasure on the table.
Maggie threw back her head and purred as the nub came to life within her, vibrating the back of her g-spot, while emitting just a tiny charge to stimulate the sensitive tissues in her rectum. She plunged her fingers into her pussy, and rubbed her clit furiously.
As Maggie got close to her orgasm, she reached over towards the milking machine, and set the power to the highest level.
The pleasure Katie had been feeling instantly evaporated as the machine began to suck much harder on her tits and pussy. As the suction increased to almost unbearable levels, Katie began to scream in pain.
"AAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!" Screamed the writhing young girl as the machine demanded fluids from her teen body. The suction was so intense that she could feel the breast milk that was hiding in the recesses of her chest slowly make its way out of her strained nipples.
Listening to her slave screaming, with one hand pushing on her g-spot, another pinching her nipples, and the anal probe gently vibrating her rectum, Maggie suddenly screamed in pleasure and went weak at the knees in the throws of an orgasm. She grabbed the edge of the torture table to steady herself as she regained her composure, a small stream of cum running down her inner thighs. Meanwhile, Katie continued to thrash about on the table as the suction pulled on her.
Maggie's carmel skin was drenched with sweat from her orgasm, and she removed the anal probe from her tight butt cheeks while she decided what she would do with the convulsing girl in front of her. She knew that Katie would squirt for her, but how would she make it happen?
Suddenly struck by an idea, Maggie placed her palm on the girl's shaking stomach, and began to gently massage the area right above where the suction cup was attached, pressing firmly into the soft flesh.
Katie moaned in pleasure as her g-spot was stimulated just enough for her to go into the convulsions of an orgasm. She began to spray her juices from her vagina, which the milking machine greedily sucked up. With the suction applied, she squirted much more than usual, filling almost a cup before she finally stopped and went limp.
Maggie turned off the milking machine, and watched Katie try to recover. Her deep breaths shook the tubes attached to her body.
Maggie took the suction cup off of Katie's now slick vagina. The girl's labia was engorged to at least twice its normal size, and her clitoris was tall and stiff. She then removed the nipple cups, and observed the girls now ridiculously swollen nipples, which protruded from her chest like two thimbles. A small dot of blood was on the tips of each of the strained orifices.
While she let Katie catch her breath, Maggie observed the collection tanks of the milking machine. Katie had produced, surprisingly, almost a quarter of a cup of breast milk. Which was quite surprising seeing as she hadn't ever been pregnant. The amount of cum she had produced was impressive, as usual.
Suddenly feeling quite kinky, Maggie took out the two containers from the machine and brought them over to Katie, who was now slightly recovered from her ordeal.
Maggie took the container of breast milk and held it to Katie's lips. She forced the edge of the container between them, and made the strapped down girl drink her own breast milk, before she took the container of cum and poured it all over her chest, making her swollen nipples slick with her own juices.
Looking at the wet girl with the trickle of milk running from her lips strapped to the table before her, Maggie laid down on top of her slave, feeling the girl's sweet, sticky cum against her body. Straddling Katie, Maggie moved her hips down so that the two girls labias were touching each other. Then, Maggie began to lovingly hump her slave, tribbing her engorged pussy lips.
Maggie ran her body up and down the immobile girl. Suddenly, her clit became lodged between Katie's labia, and the two girls, one out of intense horniness, and the other out of sheer sexual stimulation, came on each other.
Maggie's carmel form fell forward onto Katie, and the two girls lay on the table, exhausted, thinking about what might come next.
TO BE CONTINUED