Chapter Six......A Rest
It was actually a week before he called for her. In that time she had healed
up nicely, and could pull on her rings without pain. Her mother took great
delight in tugging on them often, and seemed fascinated with them. She was
obviously in close touch with Master though, as a new twist was added to her
daily routine. Enemas.
The morning after her piercings, her mother woke her up and led her into the
bathroom. A full enema bag already hung from the shower head. Tammy looked at it
in amazement then back at her mother.
"He wants this done daily Tam. He says that He wants your ass clean and ready
at all times. Men are going to be using you there, hon. He also says that this
is the only way you are going to shit from now on, so you might as well just go
When Tammy started to protest her mother said,
"He said that if you resist, I am to punish you, a strapping, you don't want
that, do you?"
Resigned to her fate, Tammy got in the tub, on her hands and knees, her still
red-striped ass lewdly raised. Her mothers hands were shaking as she lubed the
nozzle and slid a greased finger into her daughters ass. As she slid the nozzle
in she told Tammy,
"Master wants to get you to where you can hold a gallon, but we'll start
smaller until you can. If you start to cramp, I'll stop for a minute."
And with that she opened the clamp and the warm, soapy water started it's
flow into Tammy's bowels. Only a quarter of the bag had emptied, when Tammy
"Oh god, oh god, mom, please."
Her mother stopped the flow, and told Tammy to roll over onto her back. She
slid onto her side, and then onto her back.
"Raise your knees hon," she said.
The sight of her bald, milky white-skinned daughter laying on her back, knees
pulled back, and an enema nozzle sticking out of her ass was getting mom
excited. With her hairless body and the rings in her nose, nipples and cunt, she
made the perfect picture of Master's slave-slut.
"Tammy, you are beautiful" her mother said.
And as she released the clamp and let the water flow into her daughter, she
massaged Tammy's lower belly and could feel the water gurgle into the colon.
The bag was only half empty when water began to squirt out around the nozzle.
Mom reached down and pulled it out and explosion of shit and water blew out of
Tammy's ass. She turned the shower on and let it wash down the drain. Tammy lay
there, holding her stomach, while brown foamy water continued to spasm out of
her ass, in loud farting noises. Her mother was refilling the bag.
"Good girl Tam, now again. You'll be able to hold more this time."
Tammy looked up and saw the bulging bag above her, and felt the water flowing
into her again. Her mother stopped the flow and had her roll onto her left side,
and started the flow again, massaging her colon. She could actually feel her
daughter filling, just as Master had said. Now onto her back, and more water,
then onto her other side, as she continued to take more. Then back onto her
back. Tammy was beginning to sweat now as she struggled to hold the water, and
just when she thought that she would burst, the bag gurgled. It was empty. Her
daughter looked like she was pregnant, with a half gallon of water in her guts.
Again her mother pulled the nozzle out, and again she exploded into the tub.
Still a lot of brown water, but less solid shit this time. After the third bag,
the water was fairly clean.
"One more honey, and you'll be nice and clean."
As Tammy filled with this last bag, her mother got naked and got in the tub,
squatting her cunt over her daughter's mouth. Tammy was now feeling the perverse
pleasure that her mother was feeling, and she began to lick the gaping cunt of
her mother. As mom opened and closed the valve, she bent down and licked Tammy's
cunt. They both heard the bag gurgle as they sucked each others cunts, and when
Tammy started to cum, her mom pulled the nozzle from Tammy's ass. Tammy was
having a mind blowing orgasm, and as her mother watched the water flowing out
her daughter's asshole, just inches away from her face, she came too, grinding
her cunt against her daughter's face.
Tammy would now do this each and every day, trying to take more water into her
body each time. On the second day, she had fished her enemas, and had been able
to take 2 1/2 qts. She was standing in the bathroom looking at herself in the
mirror when her father walked in. He stared open-mouthed at his bald, naked
daughter. He caught sight of the rings that decorated her teen-aged body. He
"Jesus Christ!" and slammed the bathroom door behind himself.
She heard her mother and father in a loud argument, and she heard her father
leave the house. Her mother came into the bathroom a few moments later. She had
Tammy standing against the sink as she rubbed her hands up and down Tammy's
body, gently tugging on her rings.
"You truly are beautiful this way, Tam," she said. "When I think of what
these men will do to you, it scares me, but I wish it were me doing these
things. He says that I'm too old. Hell, I'm only thirty four, but He says that
He has other plans for me, He's going to make me a cum slut and a fuck pig. He
says that men truly enjoy seeing the young girls pierced and tattooed."
"Tattooed, mom?" said Tammy.
"Yes baby, He is going to have you tattooed, to mark His complete ownership
of you. I think someday He will probably brand you, too."
"OH god, mom, no. Please no."
And her mother held Tammy while she cried. She was excited at the thought of
seeing her baby girl with tattoos all over her body. Slutty, obscene tats that
would ensure the fact that she could never lead a normal life again. That she
would be committed to be what Master wanted her to be. A body for hurting and
torture, and a series of holes to be used.
She didn't tell Tammy that after a few years, when He thought that she was used
up, she would be sold, that young trained girls like Tammy would fetch a good
price overseas, and that He would split the money with her.
Tammy, on the other hand, sobbed into her mother's shoulder, and wondered
where her life had gone. It had all happened so fast. She was grateful that her
mother still loved her, even though she knew that she was in this mess because
of her. She also knew that she could not resist Master, and actually felt sorry
for her mother, getting caught up with this evil man. She was also beginning to
realize that her life would never be the same, that her past life was gone, and
her new one just beginning, whether she liked it or not.
After Tammy had calmed down, her mother told her,
"Well now that your bald head isn't a secret anymore, you won't have to wear
the wig around the house anymore. And I don't think that your father will be
around much longer anyway. Fuck him, we don't need him anyway honey. Master says
that if he leaves, He will give us enough money to pay our bills, as long as we
please Him. Plus, He would be able to come right here to the house and see His
girls right here. Wouldn't that be great?"
Somehow Tammy didn't think that would be so great. At least now she had a safe
haven, she could crawl into her own bed and feel protected and safe. She did not
want to be at this man's mercy 24/7.
Her mother interrupted her thoughts.
"We need to go through your clothes hon. He has specific instructions on what
we can wear."
And she led her naked daughter down the hall to her bedroom.
"Master wants his sluts to be open and available at all times Tam. You
especially, because you will be active. Me too, because He is going to use me
later. I can't wait Tam."
She began by opening her daughter's dresser drawers, and dumping the contents
on the bed. She started to make a pile.
"All of this can go to the Salvation Army Tam. What a shame though, I just
bought you those pretty panties a week ago."
And all of her panties and bras were dumped into the pile. Her T shirts went,
and all of her jeans.
"You'll be naked most of the time Tam, so you won't need much. Thigh high
stockings, He's big on those. You can keep all your dresses. He gave me some
money to buy you some more dresses and garters and nylons and heels. Oh Tammy,
shopping will be fun. Buying what He wants to see you in will be exciting."
Tammy looked on forlornly as her mother packed the last vestige of her former
life into garbage bags, and carted them off down the stairs.