Welcome to the new Lord Mobius's Dungeon

[jenny]

today I have on a white collar.

Thank you so much for that idea and since you are so kind may we
also have some "white collar" pictures, if possible, by that talented
artist. Some of the lighter kind, not so graphic, more salacious; but
of course, post as you have, as it is both your decision and dungeon.

But to appeal to a broad base of fans of your dungeon this may be
a consideration...please...

Jenny

[e.b.]

Master13 Sir, it seems that sweet nibbles has outsmarted the island, having made a bamboo raft and sailed off to adventures elsewhere. She will be missed but learningtopleez and I will be sure to pass the legend of "the mermaid that got away" down to new generations of island girls in honor of her time with us on the island. We luv ya nibbles and thanks for the fun!!

Mobius, thanks for the collar system!! If we island girls ever are "freed" and brought back to the main dungeon, I believe I will be happy w/ the polka dotted collar. This thread is all in good fun and I am glad to be of service, so torture away, lend me to males or females, just please no animals, scat, or extreme gore. Oh, and congrats on a continually great thread!

eb

[Mobius]

Well the collar system seems to be a good Idea

To make it easer what I would like to see is in your control panel change the
discription under you name to the color of the collar you want to use.

If you want to use a color that discribes an activity that you want no part of feel free to list it in a post and the collar will be respected.

thanks

[Chuckdom19]

I apologize to any and all whom I may have inadvertantly offended. No slurs on anyone's characters were meant.

I thought this was just fun, and just fiction.

Chksng19

[jenny]

[QUOTE=chksng19]I apologize to any and all whom I may have inadvertantly offended. No slurs on anyone's characters were meant.

I thought this was just fun, and just fiction.

{Of course we know this is just fun and fiction!!! Goodness, your punishments, tortures and sex were far less graphic than others (why
just a mere comment about such a thing got me in here in this
dungeon).

You do not need to apologize and after all you even took us out to
dinner one night...

I am sorry, but I guess secretly I was jealous you ignored me only giving
me brutal workouts...yet now I have on a white collar, such is life...I
certainly hope you have not been demoted.

And, fellow readers, dungeon dwellers, etc. a minnow is just a fish...it
is not anything bad at all...

Please, Lord Mobius, don't demote Lord Chnksng, this dungeon would
be so boring without him and we would starve without him. He is such
a creative writer and furniture designer....

My humble apologies, Lord Chksng and to whomever I have offended by
using the word minnow.

Jenny

[learningtopleez]

I thought this was just fun, and just fiction.

Chksng19

It is fun Lord Chksng19, as well as fiction, but like you Sir...er...Lord Chksng19, I also like to respect others wishes. So as Lord Mobius has requested I have changed the description under my name so that when I return to the dungeon, the spankings can begin or anthing else he or you choose! As for now, e.b. and I are enjoying the sun, but we do miss nibbles. And it seems we have not heard from our new Master in quite some time. Maybe he too left with nibbles ! That would mean we are stranded....two polka dot slaves all alone on an island! Well at least we should be able to find some ways to keep each other entertained ! Or maybe we should go and look for him....he could be hurt! Nahhh....he is the Master, surely he is okay! So what do ya say e.b.?? Lets look through this luggage and see what we can find. We already have champagne glasses, so maybe we can find something to put in them!

Time passes as e.b. and I look through luggage for toys, walk around the island (just to make sure Master13 isn't stranded somewhere), and splash around in the ocean. As evening falls we open the bottle of wine we found and enjoy it with some fruit and cheese (found in Master13's luggage). We wonder if our Master has really left us and if so how long before we are finally rescued and brought back to Lord Mobius and Lord Chksng19's Dungeon. I tell e.b. about all the pleasure and pain she can expect upon our return. I tell her of some of the things that have happened to me and we both become aroused thinking our own thoughts, but soon the wine takes over and we are sleeping soundly dreaming of our rescue or the return of our Master here on the island!

[learningtopleez]

You do not need to apologize and after all you even took us out to
dinner one night...


My humble apologies, Lord Chksng and to whomever I have offended by
using the word minnow.

Jenny

LMAO Jenny @ "to whomever I have offended by using the word minnow." But you are quite right....Lord Chksng does not need to apologize and he does feed you all well! Could use a dinner myself right about now....still eating banana's on this island!!

[jenny]

I actually trumped up every charge against Lord Chnksng (except the er
prowess, stamina and carpentry knowledge) because I was
jealous that I was left out of the great jungle Saturday night.

The steamy heat, the plants, the atmosphere, the furniture, the chair...
the moans, screams of passion I missed out on all of that and am
now repentant that I did that post in haste (although mean't in fun).

Please, Lord Mobius and Lord Chnksing, I am so sorry and you are
doing an excellent job, too good, if you make a slave jealous...
watch out!

But I have repented, and maybe next time you all go to great jungle
I will not have on my white collar...

Jenny

[wannabeXopsed]

I was poking around the dungeon, making sure all the hatches were battened down for the night, everything tied down and put away safely. Listening to the sounds of a happy dungeon; the keening breathing of someone doing involuntary exercise to the edge of exhaustion (that was jenny; she didn't get home from work in time yesterday, and is paying for it tonight), the heavy breathing from some of the cells where slaves were asleep already (breakfast duty tomorrow, no doubt), the sound of splashing from the pool (Lord Mobius doing a little water torture on a visitor-friend of his), soft talking from Dee's area --- soap operas again, or Lifetime movies.

Wait a minute; hushed whispering in the last cell, giggling. NOW what.

"Good evening, ladies. Have we forgotten rule 23? No talking after lights-out as a courtesy to the early-risers? On your feet, women. Come along and put out the cell lamp."

The three moved into one of the specialty rooms at the other end of the dungeon. These were extra soundproofed, so they would not bother the rest of the folks who might be around. This one was the "Deep Jungle" room; kept hot and humid to preserve the plant life inside, all kinds of tropical plants and a few animals. Some insects as well; many of the biting kind.

Once the door was securely closed, I grabbed slavelucy by the hand and moved her to a palm tree segment fastened to one of the walls. I slipped her hands through loops which looked like palm fronds but cinched tightly around the wrists and were strong as carbon fiber. The device spread her arms widely up and out, putting her shoulders under some strain. I pulled wannabeXopsed close, and fastened her cuffs to slavelucy's with a couple snap clips.

"Now that we can talk, ladies, I demand an explanation for why you both were breaking the rule."

slavelucy spoke first. "It's my fault, sir. We were having a nice visit, talking about men and schooling and the new girl and jenny's punishment and I guess we were having fun and the lights out signal came and we just ignored it, sir. My fault, sir." She talked so quickly, it was almost a babble.

"No, sir," said wannabeXopsed. "It was my fault too, sir. I just didn't go back to my own cell, sir."

"Thank you for both being so honest, ladies. Everyone does get to make mistakes now and again. At least we humans may; I'm not sure about slaves, though. For slaves, Newton's law about equal and opposite reactions comes into play," I said.

"And for your reactions," I continued, "we'll see how we can help you remember the rules next time. First, wannabeXopsed." I released her from her bound position. Moving over to the observation chair, I settled myself in comfortably, grabbed a short cat-o-nine, and had her kneeling facing me between my legs. I pulled the chair's feature, a restraining collar, out from under the seat and slid it around her neck, clicking it shut. This placed her face up against my crotch while holding her tightly.

"Don't wish to squirm now, girl, because the more you move, the tighter the collar gets. The floor is padded with soft natural fibers so you won't have sore knees. I am going to lash your back and behind with this little toy. While I do so, you are to get my cock out, provide me with clean balls and a wonderful orgasm, clean me up once again and tuck me safely away. I'll have to be 100% soft at the end, you see, so if I stay hard, you may need to do me again and maybe even a third time. I'll stop stroking as soon as that has been done. Your time starts now!" She started quickly getting my fly open, and pulled my gear out of my trousers. Quick mouth action started, while I languidly delivered the first stroke. This was going to be a long-lasting punishment, as I usually can last 30 minutes to an hour hard.

45 minutes later, she was still working on a third cum, but she couldn't make it happen, and I had delivered 40 strokes, well distributed over her back and bottom. At this point it seemed logical to stop her.

"All right, girl, I'll give you credit for a job well done." I released her collar and placed her in a discomfort chair in the corner. The discomfort chair was made out of rough wood and coarse burlap; difficult for her to sit in with her sore back and bottom. Bindings on the arms of the chair restrained her from moving those limbs, but I left her legs unrestrained so she could squirm. I reached over to the storage shelves and grasped a large jar of honey, pouring it liberally over her entire body, neck to toes.

"There are a number of different crawling lizards and such which live here, many of which enjoy a sweet now and again. I'll also add a little fun here (grabbing a large box from the storage refrigerator at hand) and give you a few ants of various types, some crawly things I have no idea the names of, and even some jungle flies. Large, eh? Well, if you feel like chatting, you can do it with these creatures, but they really don't get active, most of them, until it gets dark in here. Which it won't, as long as I'm here in the room and one other circumstance takes place." I turned away from wannabeXopsed, and walked over to slavelucy, releasing her from the wall.

"Now lucy dear, I'm so disappointed in you! A trustee making a mistake is much worse than poor wannabeXopsed over there. Well, let's perform a little exercise here in memory enhancement."

I moved her over to what looked like an exercise bike with a thyroid problem. The saddle had a cable and two clamps, and the cable-end was a clip that formed a suction to pull in her clit. The clamps held her lips still on the saddle, with a little give to allow for pedaling. I fastened her hands to the handle bars, and her feet went into booties on the pedals. Double-checking the bindings, setting the machine's output and demands, and she was ready.

"slavelucy, it will be your job to make sure wannabeXopsed doesn't get eaten alive by bugs and such tonight. As long as you keep up a steady three miles per hour, the lights will stay on --- keeping all those bugs and lizards and such at bay. If you stop, a timer begins; I'm not all bad, you see. When three minutes pass, a fairly gentle 'wake-up call' will be delivered by that cable and those clamps. If action resumes right away, the shock stops and the lights go back on. If it takes a while, the level of the call increases. The more often the stops, the more likely that your power level increases. Catch on? Now, I've got some bug-spray here for you; close your eyes so I can spray it on you. There, lift your arms now, OK. Got your legs and feet, there you go."

"Pardon me? Odd smell? Oh! The bug spray. That's the natural pheromone of the insects all mixed. How does that chase them away? It doesn't! This bug spray is a bug attractor, not a repellent. Hope you both have a nice night here. And slavelucy, leave the light on for us, eh?"

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Sir Chksng sealed the door tightly, turning over the 'occupied' sign. He also opened the doors to the fly storage area, so the ladies could have a little to keep them busy. Thinking about 'leaving a light on', he fondly remembered a night at a Motel 6 with a wench whose name escaped him now.

He moved directly to the exercise cell, undid the fastenings holding jenny to her machine, and accompanied her to the decadent group shower and hot tub area near the sleeping areas. A long, lazy time later, the two collapsed into the bed, made the two-backed beast for a while, then fell deeply asleep.

Oh Sir Chksng, i beg of you please do not leave us here for very long, the thought of bugs and ewww all that stuff. I promise i will behave and keep my chattering to you and Lord Mobius and then you can keep a ball gag inside of my mouth, but please do not punish Slavelucy, she is quite innocent and does not deserve it. It will soon be morning and we will be release to be clean up and released to other fun in the dungeon. I am so sorry for the lose of your football team, i was disappointed myself Sir. Go Bronco's. I also think i would like to wear a polka dot collar Sir, (maybe pink) tee hee only kidding. I'm pretty versatile so anything goes Sir. Screaming at lucy to keep peddling. I am sorry Slavelucy.

[bisarah]

love the collar-collar suggestion! and i love love love being part of the stories!!

[yellowrose]

A White callor means no sexual contact of any kind. They don't mind paddling or a light whipping but don't want to be indulged sexually.

Yellow Sexual contact but only with the opposite sex

Red No torture but heaver wipping no sex with any one

Properly docile (for the moment at least) after Lord Mobius visit she steps up to the table and ponders the array of collars. Scratching her head she ponders cutting up several of the collars and making a nice striped one.

Finally shrugging she reaches down taking the yellow collar and with some whiteout she "borrowed" from the infirmity she adds white stripes. Holds it out to the Lords.

[SlaveSmada]

To avoid this happening in the future I hear by request that all slaves and subs use a collar color coding system.

A White callor means no sexual contact of any kind. They don't mind paddling or a light whipping but don't want to be indulged sexually.

Yellow Sexual contact but only with the opposite sex

Red No torture but heaver wipping no sex with any one

Green Does not mind Sexual contact with the same sex but does not want to be used sexualy by males

poka dots any thing goes

if you want to formulate any other collor let me know

Ok I hear by call the roll

anounce your slave name and your collar collor
Thanks

im just observing for now, the color system was a very good idea.. but i think u may want to move the color coded system to the begining of the tread for anyone who is just starting to read... if that is at all posible

[Mobius]

Properly docile (for the moment at least) after Lord Mobius visit she steps up to the table and ponders the array of collars. Scratching her head she ponders cutting up several of the collars and making a nice striped one.

Finally shrugging she reaches down taking the yellow collar and with some whiteout she "borrowed" from the infirmity she adds white stripes. Holds it out to the Lords.

Ok yellow Rose if i interpet your color code corectly you do not want any sexual contact and only light wipping and paddling.

Your wish will be granted and respected.

[Mobius]

love the collar-collar suggestion! and i love love love being part of the stories!!

Ok Bisara your wish is my comand you are the any thing goes Girl.

You and Baby sub. After mobys physical tomaro I think I have some work for you 2 in the after noon. Bra ha ha

[Mobius]

im just observing for now, the color system was a very good idea.. but i think u may want to move the color coded system to the begining of the tread for anyone who is just starting to read... if that is at all posible

Ok SlaveSmada your wish will be respected. Do you also request sub status having the right to come and go as you please or would like your stay to be more permanent?

[Chuckdom19]

Oh Sir Chksng, i beg of you please do not leave us here for very long, the thought of bugs and ewww all that stuff. I promise i will behave and keep my chattering to you and Lord Mobius and then you can keep a ball gag inside of my mouth, but please do not punish Slavelucy, she is quite innocent and does not deserve it. It will soon be morning and we will be release to be clean up and released to other fun in the dungeon. I am so sorry for the lose of your football team, i was disappointed myself Sir. Go Bronco's. I also think i would like to wear a polka dot collar Sir, (maybe pink) tee hee only kidding. I'm pretty versatile so anything goes Sir. Screaming at lucy to keep peddling. I am sorry Slavelucy.

It has been a long day for Chksng, tired and feeling his age today. Started out this morning releasing slavelucy and wannabeXopsed; helping them to the showers and treating both to a quick massage afterwards to loosen up those tight muscles. Chased them off to catch a nap, and wandered over to the jungle room, flooding it with bug spray first to get rid of the flies. Ten minutes with the hose flushing everything down, wiping down the equipment used, and I left the room ready for next time.

Poked around the dungeon here and there, not much going on and lots of ladies absent in addition to our kidnapees on that silly island. Decided to go for a float in the big pool, just relax the muscles. Just after I got in the water and got into a comfy floating position, something hit me in the stomach (a fairly easy target). Turned out one of the little mynxes I don't see often had accosted me with a beach ball. When I turned to respond in kind, she squealed and tried to duck, to no avail. After tossing the ball for a while, I got out of the water and stretched out on one of the air-mattresses next to the pool, and set the comfort switch high, to about 85. I like them firm. My friend joined me on the other side, set hers for 50, and we put our heads together to just talk and get to know each other better.

A pleasant afternoon's respite. Well, maybe a little tickling, but not much.

[Chuckdom19]

Ok yellow Rose if i interpet your color code corectly you do not want any sexual contact and only light wipping and paddling.

Your wish will be granted and respected.

since she wanted a yellow and white striped one, she wants contact with opposite sex only, and only light whipping or paddling. Is that correct, yellowrose?

Chksng

[yellowrose]

since she wanted a yellow and white striped one, she wants contact with opposite sex only, and only light whipping or paddling. Is that correct, yellowrose?

You're correct Sir. . .erm, Lord Chksng. I thought about adding a red stripe to the collor also but I was afraid the colors would clash.

((Color coding is a great idea. I knew when entering the dungeon that it was pretty much in an "anything goes" area. I am not bi so contact with other females isn't of much interest to me but then as a slave I wouldn't have much choice in that area. It is after all just fiction and to have a bit of fun with creative interaction.

None of the color coding really fit so I would prefer contact with opposite sex only but you guys have fun and be creative in the other area.))

[Master13]

Welcome to Master13's Island

I've been off building a few things, out of bamboo of course. Just some essential structures, such as whipping posts, racks, cages... Wait a minute, didn't there used to be three of you? I guess this just proves the necessity of the cages.

Anyway, building implements of subjugation is hungry work. So I'll get to you girls after I had some... What happened to my fruit and cheese?! shake:

learningtopleez! e.b.! In front of me, on your knees, NOW! Am I to understand that in my brief absence, you not only allowed erotic_nibbles to escape, you also riffled through my luggage and ate by food? Does this seem like acceptable slave behavior to you? I didn't think so. You will of course be punished.

As for the nature of your punishments, I can't be sadistic on an empty stomach. I'll think of something suitably unpleasant after I've :sigh: had a coconut. In the mean time, you two are staying in your new cages.

[BDSM_Tourguide]

Master13,

If you want, I can seperate your "island" thread from Lord Mobius' Dungeon and put it over in Sexual Fantasy, if you'd like. You can have a thread all your own for your "fantasy island."

[e.b.]

learningtopleez! e.b.! In front of me, on your knees, NOW! Am I to understand that in my brief absence, you not only allowed erotic_nibbles to escape, you also riffled through my luggage and ate by food? Does this seem like acceptable slave behavior to you? I didn't think so. You will of course be punished.

As for the nature of your punishments, I can't be sadistic on an empty stomach. I'll think of something suitably unpleasant after I've :sigh: had a coconut. In the mean time, you two are staying in your new cages.

*kneeling naked in bamboo cage and trying to glance warily in Master13's direction while keeping my eyes lowered like a good little slave*

Yes, Master13, you are correct of course, we should not have eaten your fruit and cheese, Sir. We do apologize and accept punishment as you see fit.

*whispers to l2p very, very quietly about the lack of thanks a slave gets after trampling all over the island looking for fruit, bamboo, and such for her Master*

eb

p.s.--TG, Sir, please don't move us...that would make it quite difficult for Lord Chksng to come to our "rescue". And yes, I know, I know, moderating is tough when we all insist on putting pics in the discussion forums and then start putting more dialogue than pics in the picture threads. C'est la vie, n'est-ce pas?

[BabySub]

Entertain? How can someone who misbehaves so much, so often, and so purposefully be entertaining?

Sorry...

Sir Mobius... could I have a purple collar please? There are a couple of areas I just won't go. Animal and scat. Not a chance.

And Lord Chksng19, Sir... that was some experience, thank you! And thank you too, BiSarah...

[Mobius]

Welcome to Lord Mobius's dungeon
Having passed the Dot Physical Lord Mobius wants to play

Oh Bisarah baby sub were are you. Well since you are the 2 slaves that are free to be used as a master see's fit I think I will use the 2 of you together. Turns around and finds them in a saphic embrace. Bisarah on her back legs spread wide with baby sub on top with her head between bisarahs legs.

What are you 2 up to. They were to deep into what they were doing to pay any attention to the towering figure before them.

"oh god bisarah that was the 20th you gave me I feel like a monkey masturbating in a zoo" Baby sub said in between slurps and gasped. "I know what you mean with all the new activity, the masters have not been paying any attention to us" Bisarah said in an orgasmic wine.
"First they get us acclimated to a much higher sexual drive then they ignore us" Baby sub said as she clenched in another tremmor.

Well I will put a stop to this bitching by the bitches as Lord Mobius picks up an extrectric cattle prod and rams it into Bisarahs asswhole the 80 thousand volts erupt to her lower orifice and causes her to tense into a board. The currant came though her clitorious and froze babysub in place.

I grabbed Babysub by the ponytail and pulled her catatonic form off bisara.

I pulled her over to the corner and placed her into an strict hogtie. I will get back to you lator, minx. I then went to bisarah and placed her into a hogtie as well.

Now that I have these two mischievous urchins subdued I went to seek out my Partner and tell him of there misdeeds.

I told him that I think these broads should ride the board for a while to learn from there mistakes. He agreeded and helped me to set them up.

3 hours lator I found my sadistic tendances some what subdued. I went back to the dungeon home theator to watch that new Tom cruse movie Calatoral. Last I saw of the trio Chksng was still trying to pull bisaras nipple off her breast with a pair of needle nose pliers. Poor Babysub is still half coverd in red wax from her shoulders down.

But becouse of the way they are tied if one sag they bolth choke. And if they trie to relieve there position by raising then they ride the board into there love vallies. I think I will let it go another hour or so then I will let them rest in there seperate cages. After medical attention of course.

[Mobius]

Baby sub your wish has been granted. But it is not realy nessisary. Lord mobius is not into animals or scat. He finds them rebugnant and discusting.

He may dally into a little watersports but does not go to far into the dirt path.

Since you are on a 4 times a day enima regiene and the strict liguid diet you have no scat to scat with. None of my slaves do. I will fire any master or minion in my employ that I find deficating on or neer a slave or sub.

So If you would like to keep your poka dotted collar You may with the reasurance that you will not experiance those things in this dungeon or you may have your purple collar it is up to you.

[BabySub]

Congratulations on passing the Dot Physical Sir... I know you must be very pleased. It is a relief to know there will be no animals or scat here, thank you for reassuring me on that, Sir. ::smiles sweetly::

I think I would still like a purple collar however. Purple is one of my favourite colours. Thank you, Sir.

::hangs head:: I am sorry for bitching however, Sir Mobius, and I have truly learnt my lesson. I think. I have never, ever experienced a shock quite like that one before Sir, it was quite.. shocking. <gg>

::winces as another drop of wax lands, rather painfully::

no scat to scat with. - LOL.

[Chuckdom19]

A delightful morning. Wind chill of -15 f, air temperature of 3 above zero, bright sunshine. Actually cold enough I could change to regular sweat pants for my run. Slowing down as I got back to the dungeon, I started breaking the ice out of my moustache and goatee. On down to my office and a nice hot shower, then out to a busy day scheduled in the dungeon. Now that the day-to-day operations have been handed off to responsible trustees, I actually have time for a little fun now and again.

Aha! jenny has off today, A is due for a little something, and Dee likes to get involved now and again. A great day for a foursome... without golf to spoil things. Heh heh heh.

Gathering the 3 ladies, we headed off into the Middle Ages room. (I had even modified the door a little, loostening hinge screws so it would squeek). Closing the door with a hollow slam, I carefully locked it with a skeleton-shaped key. No detail unnoticed here!

I turned to talk to them. "Today, ladies, we have a long lazy day planned. Since we're coming up to the holiday celebration, here, I planned a pleasant day for you to relax and enjoy. Dee, I know your back hurts today, so I'm going to let you lay and rest on the rack. A little stretching will do you some good. Just stretch out here, dear heart. Into the straps, a little tension, a couple of these little nibblers on those perky nipples of yours. Hmm. Something missing. Maybe five or six clips on your pink lips. Oh, you're really in good voice today!"

"Now, A my dear, I must say I'm so happy to see that polka-dot collar. Since anything goes, my dear, today we go whole hog. Come along, dear."

"Here you see a little something from the German Middle Ages. Yes, it does look a little bit like a pot bellied stove. It IS one. And we fasten you on the top, here, with this little fist going up inside. Not real large, but it's the idea, eh? Scary? Yes, a little I guess. But it's only 3 inches around, so not too much bigger than what you're used to taking. Cold metal? We'll take care of that real soon. Now notice the footrests: covered with tiny bits of needles, just about an eighth of an inch long. The needles will hurt if you put your weight on them too long, but they won't cut deep. And of course, we'll spray them with a safe sanitizer so you have no risk of infection."

"Over your head, here, we'll plait your hair into this rope coming down from the ceiling. That will help you have a third alternative: y'know, heat, pain, or hang. We'll even leave your hands loose, so you can grab onto these handgrips here, which are attached to the other end of your hair-rope. Makes protecting your feet and love tunnel a little more painful. But hair is strong! It will take a little more consideration about the decision."

"Just two burning coals in the stove here, dear lady. And 20 unlit ones. The heat will build slowly here, so you can have a good long time until you have to make the first decision. A long, lazy day, as promised!"

"And jenny, last but not least. Over here we have a very old device; a water powered spanking machine! Bet you've never even THOUGHT of something like this. The water fountain over there in the corner isn't just decoration, that water-wheel is designed to provide power for this device. Just lay down over the saddle, hands on the grips there, feet on the footrests. Now to strap you in, hands, feet, and a strap over your back to keep you steady. No gags for anyone today! I want to enjoy your melodies of screaming. Now we cut in the clutch in the gears, and every minute or so the belt swings and swats your fanny. Fairly hard, dear."

"Dee, a couple more clicks here, some tighter. Too tight? Good."

"Now, anyone thirsty? You each get a drink now." A few squirts in each mouth, and a loving pat on some exposed body part.

"See you all in an hour or so! I'll bring a little more water for you then."

Giving Christmas gifts is so much fun! Just pay attention to what people enjoy, and get that for them.

"Christmas is coming, the goose is getting fat, please put a penny in the old man's hat....." he sang off into the distance.

[Master13]

Welcome to Master13's Island.

It seems we won’t have to resort to a coconut only diet after all. I found a substantial supple of caned food stashed on the ship. Enough to last us three months, longer now that nibbles is gone. It’s almost as if being stranded here was planned for. That of course is a ridiculous notion.

This does not excuse the fact that you went through my things without permission, and ate my food. It’s time for your punishments.

I’ll start with you e.b. I haven’t yet inflicted any pain on you, during your stay on the island. An oversight I shall now correct. I tie you spread eagle to a bamboo table. Now, with the same bamboo cane I used on learningtopleez, I’m going to cane your tits. When I hit your right tit, you will say “My body belongs to you Master.” When I hit your left tit, you will say “I’m your plaything Master.” Each time you fail to do so, or use the wrong phrase for the side I struck, I’ll give you a stroke between your spread legs.

As for learningtopleez, you get to be the first to try the bamboo sawhorse. After you straddle it, I secure your wrists and ankles to its legs. Now your ass is open for me to play with, and your totally helpless. I begin with a few light playful slaps with the palm of my hand. Then I start caressing the curves of your ass. My hand works its way down, until my fingers can slip into you pussy. Just as you lose yourself in the pleasure, forgetting this was supposed to be a punishment, I strike with the bamboo, leaving a bright red line across your ass, and coaxing a lovely scream from your lips. The caning that follows pales in comparison to that first stroke.

Afterwards, I release both of you from your bonds. So you can kneel at my feet, and thank me for punishing you. It’s good to be the Master.

[Master13]

Master13,

If you want, I can seperate your "island" thread from Lord Mobius' Dungeon and put it over in Sexual Fantasy, if you'd like. You can have a thread all your own for your "fantasy island."

It really doesn't make a diffrence to me if the island has its own thread or not. However e.b. has expressed a desire to stay. So since she has an opinion on the matter and I don't, I'm going to follow her lead on this. Besides there is always the possibility that we will be "rescued" and return to Dungeon HQ some day.

[Mobius]

Welcome to Lord Mobius's Dungeon
The Dungeon Charisma's Party

Just a little informal office get to gather just me and my senior staff.
Time to reflect on a year spent with joy torment and anguish. Fun terror and profit.
Millie Moo I have neglected you for over 2 months I am sorry. Now that you have joined my dungeon I am going to breach protocol and offer you trustee status. You may come and go as you please. You may choose a collar code of your liking or design one for your self.


Be so kind as to pure me another goblet of JB. Thank you

Gentle and watch your hands Red eva you are not respecting her collar. Yellow Rose is not like that. Please stop palpating her breast. And whipe that smile off your face.

Baby sub you need to get her hair up higher so it will not stick to her back when I whip it. Make sure that ball gag is tight. I dont want her screems of anquish to spoil the bing crosby white chrismas playing in the background. I know that look, you'r jeolus but your turn will come. Mind your manors or it will come sooner than you think.

A your doing a very admeral job pulling her thong down with your teath. I do
like your formal Iron Collars, wristlets, and anklets. They match the ones that you all wear for this event.

I just wish that the other slaves subs and Masters would get done with there dutys soon and join us.
You all have little moby's interest.

Ok time to play with Yellow rose. I think it is time she learn the pinyata game First tie her wrist to this chain hanging from the cieling until she is 2 feet off the floor. We will keep this short becouse she is new and not use to such an intence suspention.

Now each of you pull a slip of paper out of this bowl on it there is a nunber from 1-45.

Each of you will strike her with the crop the number on the slip or until she drops the ball she is cluching in her hand. But if she does she has to pay the penelty. That will determind lator. If she make's it through the four you. Then the next older slave takes her place. You may strike anywhere but if you break the skin your turn is over.

Now lets have fun and please remember your turn may be next...

[jenny]

Why your ideas are turning this into the best dungeon ever!

First the brilliant collar coding system. And did I read mention of Standards
in Torture (SIT for short). Thank you for what you will not allow! Whew!

And here is the best part: 4 enemas a day and liquid diet. In the real world
that is actually a cleansing spa. People pay high dollar for colonics and are
put on a (medically supervised!) diet of wheat grass and vegetable juice. I
thought my skin had taken on a more dewy glow!

And some of these torture positions we are forced to hold are so calishthenic, my body is more toned than ever! BDSM can = Beauty Demanding Strict Maintenance! But, I know, I know we like what it really
stands for!

Now we need to order the what grass juicers, ouch on the coffers, but will
be worth it, such healthy, fit, glowing, beautiful slaves! Do you realize what
this would cost us in real life?!!! And Lord Mobius is giving this to us for
free?

Lord Chknsng so glad to have you back! And I sure hope everyone understands that there is now way you can reach Lord Mobius if a "situation"
arises.

And can you believe it, an offer of a Fantasy Island? I personally prefer
the darkness of a dungeon, but be sure to pack your SPF 30 you island
hoppers. And who is going to fly the plane to get you there and who will
shriek "zee plane, zee plane" as you arrive?

Lord Mobius may I have permission to post a recipe for 'blood' a juicer drink,
hint: contains beet juice, yummy! I just know the slave will love it.

Also, I happen to have Hollywood special effects recipe for 'blood' (and tastes
good, too). Great for playtime!

Jenny
White Collar (or for this post bloody collar)