Welcome to the new Lord Mobius's Dungeon

[Chuckdom19]

A good late night snack! I'm going to scoop out a big dish of ice cream for us, and we can take it with us. We should only need one spoon, though. I'm thinking of feeding you one spoonful at a time. Cost of each spoonful will be one bare-butt spank with my hand. Sound good?

Sir Chksng

(some time later, and the dish of ice cream is empty)

You asked who was here earlier. Honestly, *I* don't believe who it was. But he left me the neatest gift!

"What was it, Sir Chuck? (both hands rubbing bright red cheeks with dimples)"

Keys to a new Catamaran! Rigged to sleep 8, twin inboard-outboard engines with an option to raise sail if I wish. A gourmet's galley, 2 private staterooms, satellite plasma television internet connection to the world. Stocked, fueled, 5 years docking fees paid, and ready to sail. I got these wonderful pictures in the box with the keys, plus this receipt for the boat's services.

He left you a gift, too. You can check it now, or in the morning.

BabySub replied, huskily, "In the morning is soon enough."

[SexSlave]

Hmm all this sounds very intriguing. Love how you have everything under control

[Master13]

Welcome to Master13's Island

It's time for the island slave girls to open their presents. Since your not tied to a tree, you can open your's first learningtopleez. It's a pair of black panties, with "Spank Me!" embroidered on the back.

I suppose I'll have to release e.b. from ornament duty. There you go. Now open your present. It's a short green skirt (to match your hair ). Short may be an understatement. Essentially any position, other than standing strait with your legs together, will reveal part of your ass and/or cunt.

I'm going to make it clear that clothing for slaves, no mater how skimpy, is a privilege. A priviledge that can be revoked at any time, as part of a punishment, or simply because I want you naked. With that in mind, go ahead and try on your new clothes.

[learningtopleez]

Oh goody....presents!! I just love presents Master! Let me try these on for you Sir....so Master13, what do you think?? (Spins around to give Master13 a good look!) They seem a little small, but I'm sure you have a perfectly good reason for getting me panties that are too small AND with "Spank Me" written across my bottom Sir! I hope the panties are pleasing to you Master!

Oh e.b., that skirt looks so hot on you! Didn't our Master do a great job picking out our gifts? Sidles up close to e.b. and whispers to her...."Now e.b., what are we gonna give our Master?? He will be very dissapointed if we don't come through! Any ideas??"

**** After a few minutes of admiring each other's gifts, we both walk over to Master13, and kneel at his feet. "Thank you for the wonderful gifts Master13! Since you own us Sir, and we own nothing here to give you in return, I would like to offer myself to you, to either pleasure or punish as you see fit. Since you can do that anyway Sir, if you would rather I please you Sir, I would be honored to do so! Just name your pleasure kind Master!

[SexSlave]

I would absolutely love to join this place. Sounds very intriguing. I like to wear a yellow collar

[Mobius]

Welcome to Lord Mobius's Dungeon
Sexslave's Abduction and enslavement

Well the first new slave for the new Year. Well we work fast here in the dungeon. she had only murmured the the merest thought that she would like to join the dungeon. and here i am out side her abode.

It is 3am she is sound asleep as I open her door. I sneak inside. Oh shit a Doberman. Quick cheese burger for the dog keeps him busy. I sneak closer.

I palm her mouth with the cloth of chloroform she is out with nearly a whimper.
Now that she is out I check out the merchandise. I quickly get rid of the out fit that she is wearing and place a large studied yellow color around her neck.

I quickly flip her over and put her in a strict hog tie. With her feet touching the back of her head she is not going any were. This little so and so is only 98 pounds so she is easy to transport. She is so small that I just stuff her in a duffel bag. I quickly take her out the back door and put her in the truck. I see that a walking service will come by in the morning to walk and feed the dog. I left a note for them to board the dog for 2 week.

2 hours later and the sun is just coming up as I get to the airport. The private Jet is fueled and warmed up I put her in the Lear still in the duffel bag and off we go.

As I drink my Coka cola with cherrys I spy the now writhling duffle bag. It is now safe to open the bag and I feed her some cherrys. She is grate full and likes my fingers clean. I sit back and think that this one is going to be easy to train....

Couple of hours lator we arive at the dungeon But it is still early in the morning and I dont want to disturge the others after they had there party. There not feeling to well.

So I place the new Sexslave "sexslave" in a holding cell on a new table. I dont want her to get a cramp so I will keep her in basicly the same position that she is in now. It will be a few hours before the staff get to her for in induction and training. I take a moment to check heer out, Nice she is calm and has a look like get on with it already. I check her vally of love and find it wet and inviting. But I pat her ass with my had and say intime little one intime. you have much to lean before your ready for little mobius.

[SexSlave]

Welcome to Lord Mobius's Dungeon
Sexslave's Abduction and enslavement

Well the first new slave for the new Year. Well we work fast here in the dungeon. she had only murmured the the merest thought that she would like to join the dungeon. and here i am out side her abode.

It is 3am she is sound asleep as I open her door. I sneak inside. Oh shit a Doberman. Quick cheese burger for the dog keeps him busy. I sneak closer.

I palm her mouth with the cloth of chloroform she is out with nearly a whimper.
Now that she is out I check out the merchandise. I quickly get rid of the out fit that she is wearing and place a large studied yellow color around her neck.

I quickly flip her over and put her in a strict hog tie. With her feet touching the back of her head she is not going any were. This little so and so is only 98 pounds so she is easy to transport. She is so small that I just stuff her in a duffel bag. I quickly take her out the back door and put her in the truck. I see that a walking service will come by in the morning to walk and feed the dog. I left a note for them to board the dog for 2 week.

2 hours later and the sun is just coming up as I get to the airport. The private Jet is fueled and warmed up I put her in the Lear still in the duffel bag and off we go.

As I drink my Coka cola with cherrys I spy the now writhling duffle bag. It is now safe to open the bag and I feed her some cherrys. She is grate full and likes my fingers clean. I sit back and think that this one is going to be easy to train....

Hmmm,where am I? Thank you for the cherrys sir.

[BabySub]

(some time later, and the dish of ice cream is empty)

You asked who was here earlier. Honestly, *I* don't believe who it was. But he left me the neatest gift!

"What was it, Sir Chuck? (both hands rubbing bright red cheeks with dimples)"

Keys to a new Catamaran! Rigged to sleep 8, twin inboard-outboard engines with an option to raise sail if I wish. A gourmet's galley, 2 private staterooms, satellite plasma television internet connection to the world. Stocked, fueled, 5 years docking fees paid, and ready to sail. I got these wonderful pictures in the box with the keys, plus this receipt for the boat's services.

He left you a gift, too. You can check it now, or in the morning.

BabySub replied, huskily, "In the morning is soon enough."

Mmmm.... the snack was just what I needed Sir Chksng, thank you... and that is the only way to eat ice cream in my very humble opinion, Sir....

Santa was very good to you this year Chksng, Sir.... very nice present indeed. When do you plan on first using it?

But, I can't wait any longer... are you gonna tell me what my present is...? Or show me..? Please Sir..?

[Chuckdom19]

Mmmm.... the snack was just what I needed Sir Chksng, thank you... and that is the only way to eat ice cream in my very humble opinion, Sir....

Santa was very good to you this year Chksng, Sir.... very nice present indeed. When do you plan on first using it?

But, I can't wait any longer... are you gonna tell me what my present is...? Or show me..? Please Sir..?

I liked the ice cream that way too, dear lady. Burned about as many calories spanking you (and holding you down!) as I took in eating it.

Yes, Father Christmas was generous. Seems the gift was from him and his wife. Special gift! I think I'll wait until the football season is over before I cruise, but then I'll see if I can find our kidnapees.

You are a very driven person, BabySub, and are way too assertive to ever behave yourself. If you want your present so much, go ahead and fetch it. It's under the tree out in the main room. I'll wait for you here.

[BabySub]

Chksng Sir... I will always use my new watch. Always!!!! Even though my punishment was well deserved, I still have to say OUCHIES to the lubricants Sir, and the devices used... wow.

Thank you Santa, for that most useful and awesome present! Of course I believe in Santa! He gives wonderful toys after all.

I might sound a little husky just now. I screamed rather a lot last night after all.

Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful 'session' Chksng. Very wicked. ::grins::

[Chuckdom19]

The holiday decorations are coming down, thanks to quick work by A and Dee today. They are redecorating with a "New Year" theme, ready to open up a little Champagne and eat some fresh steamed shrimp Friday night. Those two are so darn efficient, I'm glad I kidnapped them.

Personally, I was a little bored. Not many details to take care of today, as everything is fully stocked, cleaned, and refinished. The floor over in front of the office is still a little tacky, though; that was the last place we put down the new anti-slip flooring coating. Don't want our clients slipping and hurting themselves accidentally, after all. That's MY job. Heh-heh-heh.

I noticed we had yet to really introduce SlaveSmada to the more strenuous activities we offer here, and remembered redEva and I had a little ground to cover as well, so I collected those two ladies and we went into the Ocean room.

"SlaveSmada, dear, just take a seat over there on the observer's chair; I will be with you shortly. redEva, come with me.

"Bring yourself over here, and lay down on this table. Odd, isn't it? I had it specially built for the dungeon after a sub saw it in her nightmare. Right, arms out straight over your head, into the padded cuffs. Legs straight down, same thing. Good. A chest strap just under your breasts, dear, and a final holding strap over your waist, nice and snug.

"Let me get the remote control, here. First, leg spread. Just quiet down, redEva; we haven't started the pain yet. We'll start with a 60 degree spread.

"As to why you're here. The recipes I give you to cook are to be followed carefully. The last two meals you were chief of kitchen for were prepared improperly! First, we have a fine pork roast; the best quality we can buy. What happens? It goes out to the table medium rare! You can't DO that with pork: that's why the instructions state '165 internal temp.' I measured it when I returned the servings to the kitchen; they were barely at 140. The meat was too cold! We do not want to poison our friends here: Trichinosis is no fun.

"Then last night: some prime Angus T-bone steaks, nice and thick. And every one charred on the outside and raw in the middle. Cooked with the grill set too hot. Not an edible piece of meat in the kitchen. Do you KNOW how much the steaks cost, and how much we had to spend to get Kentucky Fried Chicken for the whole dungeon?

"So. To help you remember proper kitchen procedures, we have a little something called 'Hot and Cold' here. The table you're laying on has a few attachments; we'll start at the top. See this faucet? It will begin to drip, slowly, on your forehead. Irregular intervals will help keep you interested. Sometimes a flood, mostly just a drop. Meanwhile, your pretty bust will be getting a slow flog; fifty on each side. But it will take two hours, so it will give you a chance to savor the pain after each stroke. The device automatically moves and changes strength of swing, so you won't be terribly damaged.

"Finally, you will have these two shafts pistoning in you. One is hot, one is cold. Hot will be about 120, not enough to scald or burn. Cold will be about 26 degrees Fahrenheit, about what, minus 4 Centigrade? Close to that anyway. The neat thing is you'll never know which will be hot or which cold. You may just be getting excited with the hot, when suddenly that one changes to cold and 'cools you down', so to speak.

"As I said, two hours this time. Not nearly as much time as I had to spend fixing your errors!" I fitted the equipment to her body, made sure everything was lubed and so on, and started things going. Her pretty melodies started piercing the air of the room as soon as the penetrators started to work.

"Now, SlaveSmada, your turn. I feel derelict in my duties for not seeing to this yesterday, but I was out on my new boat, rigging out her sails, getting her well stocked with supplies, and giving her her first sea trials. A lovely craft! Santa is so kind. Oh, and I christened her! Eh? What is her name? Why 'Christmas Gift'.

"If you could deport yourself in the chair here, and snuggle yourself down on the dildo standing up? Too big? Nonsense. Medico Dee checked that, you can easily handle seven inches by two. Might be a little tough at first, but it's all lubed up and ready. Here, I'll just push down on your shoulders, gently. See? I knew you would fit. And that is a size which will be, er, 'common' in the dungeon here. Yes, and Moebus' as well.

"No back on the chair? Well of course not; you won't be needing that, as we wish you to improve your posture while you visit. Just sit up real straight and you'll be fine. As a matter of fact, that's what this chair is for!

"See this helmet? Kind of like the ones deep divers wear in the ocean, eh? Yes, it is kind of heavy; mostly made of metal to stand the pressure, I guess. Weight? Hummm... feels like about thirty pounds or so. I'll just put this over your head (yes, I'll leave the door open for now) so I can get it adjusted and waterproof. OK. Earplugs, so you can hear redEva's music, eh? Connected to a mike on the outside. Tight rubber gag around closed mouth; should be waterproof. Fasten your feet, so, and hands, so. There! Now what will happen here is that as long as you keep your posture and sit up straight, you'll be perfectly fine. If you allow yourself to slump down, though, additional water comes into the helmet and covers your nose. Breathing becomes a concern. As soon as you straighten your spine and sit up straight, the extra water leaves the helmet and you can breathe easy. Now I know this is a tough one, so the first trial will be only fifteen minutes, then a fifteen minute break without the helmet, and so on, to seventy-five minutes total. So three trials in the water, fifteen minutes each.

"Now this is important: can you feel the button behind your middle finger? That's the 'panic button', so to speak. If you push that button, Dee will immediately empty the water and you'll be released from the training. We don't want you drowning, after all! You haven't been here long enough yet...

"There is, however, a penalty. It will only be assessed if the helmet is not faulty or working incorrectly. The penalty is one stoke of the belt for each minute not completed of the seventy-five. Yes, that includes the two breaks.

"Dee will be in here in a minute, so let's get you started and filled. Straight back, now! There. Just hold still, and you'll be fine. Pardon? Feathers?? Well Dee will be tickling you now and again, while the helmet is full. Have fun!"

I passed Dee in the doorway, and finished instructions. SlaveSmada is perfectly silent, of course, but redEva's screams give me chills of enjoyment.
Now to check the evening meal; can't afford any screw-ups!