Zoe was so happy when she first moved in. I love having my slave here all the time. But occasionally she is difficult to deal with.
When she is being difficult she must be whipped.
I hate whipping her bottom right now as her brand is still red and appears to be sore but whip her I must, she is still learning about being my property.

I decide we shall go to this weekend’s BDSM party.
The slaves arrive first by themselves, remove their clothes and sit in a corner of the room.
There is an elevated stage in the middle of the room that allows all members of the audience to see what acts are being performed.
The masters and mistresses arrive later by their self.
The purpose is to ensure no one knows who owns which slave.

Slave’s names and written on a piece of paper and placed in a bowl. The same is done with the names of the masters and mistresses.
First a name of a slave is drawn then a master’s name is drawn. They both come onto the stage where the slave submits to a master’s commands.
A master may not perform with their own slave.
There are no safety words! If a slave runs away from the stage, as has happened in the past, the master is disgraced amongst their peers.
There is a twenty minute time limit on each performance as there are several masters and slaves at the party and all wish to have their turn.

After the party is finished the slaves are dismissed to return to their residence and the masters and mistresses have their own party, usually lasting well into the next day.

As the night progresses several couples both male and female are called to the stage to perform the master’s commands.
The masters act quickly since their time is limited. Some commands are terribly brutal.
Several of the slaves cry for mercy but of course none is coming. Their begging for mercy only arouses the masters and the audience.

Finally Zoe’s name is called. As she walks toward the stage a master’s name is called. The master called must be someone new as I have never heard of him before.
His name is “Torture.” It is very vain to give yourself such a name. He is either a beginner in the BDSM world or he is a very experienced master.
He removes his shirt and walks onto the stage. His arms and torso are covered with tattoos of Chinese symbols. Obviously he is very proud of them as he is making every effort to display them to everyone.

He orders Zoe to stand with her hands clasped above her head. Then he proceeds to whip her. “How blasé” I think to myself. He is an amateur and Zoe will be getting off easy with this fool commanding her.
But he gets a little more daring; he place nipples clamps on her while he continues to whip her. I think he needs to stop before he clumsily hurts Zoe.
Finally he is finished with the whip and puts it away only to return with large hypodermic needles. Uh-oh this master may know what he is doing.

He removes the nipple clamps and grabs Zoe’s left nipple. In one fast smooth move he pierces her nipple horizontally with the needle.
Then he grabs another needle and pierces her nipple vertically. She now has two large needles piercing her nipple. He grabs her right nipple and does the same.

He then orders Zoe to lay down on her back with her legs spread wide open while he grabs other items.
He returns with a set of ben-wa balls and another needle. A chill of horror runs through me when I notice it is a suturing needle with a length of suture material attached.
He shoves the balls into Zoe with ease. It appears she is very excited and wet.
He then takes the needle and proceeds to sew Zoe’s two pussy lips together!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Torture is sewing her pussy closed with the ben-wa balls inside her!!!!!!!!
I look to her face. She is crying yet she doesn’t move or beg for mercy. I am terrified at the act being performed on her and at the same time proud of her for she is enduring the most painful command of the party.

He finishes sewing her lips completely together. Her pussy is completely sewn shut!!!!!!!!!
Torture dismisses her and she returns to the corner with the other slaves. They all gather around her and hug her as she continues to cry.
I can only imagine how excruciating the pain must be.

The next names are called. A stunning beautiful Asian slave with golden skin walks onto the stage as my name is called.
I am still furious at Torture for the way he treated my slave. As I have her turn around so that I may see her body better I notice a tattoo on her bottom. It also is a Chinese symbol.
It is identical to one of the tattoos on Torture’s body. She MUST be his slave. I have his slave naked in front of me!
The time for retribution is now!

Although she is innocent of the way her master treated Zoe she must pay for what he did.
My mind reels with thoughts of how I can introduce her to new levels of pain…