BDSM Boot Camp · Bound · Part 1

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Chapter Ten: Another Day at the Hangar

When the sluts lined up in front of the barracks, it was once again trustee yvonne who awaited them. She waited silently for all twenty-seven sluts to assemble and then gave the “Box in” command.

“Many of you,” she began, “think you know what happened this morning.” Her voice became sharp and angry-sounding as she continued, “… but you don’t.”

She walked up and down in front of the line of sluts. “What happened is this,” she said firmly. “You lost control of the roller and while trustee brenda was giving the commands for you to bring it back under proper control, slut marcie attempted to take advantage of the situation to challenge the authority of the trustees.”

She turned again and faced the sluts. Her hands were at her side. Her voice now sounded pleading— almost desperate— as she said, “That is the way it has to be for now. I can’t explain why, but it has to be. None of you will be punished for what happened, and I will do my best to keep trustee brenda from punishing slut marcie…… but it has to be that way for now.”

She was now looking almost frantically up and down the line of sluts. Tears were causing her eyes to glisten as she almost begged, “Please, will you agree with that story? I can’t tell you why, but I’m asking you, not commanding you, to go along with that story… for now.”

Slut marcie took a step forward. “Ma’am, yes, Ma’am, trustee yvonne,” she said firmly. “For you, we will help cover for trustee brenda.” She paused and then added sharply, “… for now.”

The remaining twenty-six sluts then stepped forward and answered, “Ma’am, yes, Ma’am, trustee yvonne.”

“Thank you,” trustee yvonne said softly. Then, regaining her posture and her voice, she shouted out, “Double time to the hangar for training, four columns!” The sluts immediately formed four columns and began running to the old hangars at the edge of the compound.

When all of the sluts were inside the hangar, trustee yvonne’s voice rang out, “Box in four by seven in front of platform B. The platforms weren’t marked, but one platform was lit from above, and Commander Mueller was standing near the front of it with Mistresses Susann and Tawnya and Masters Edward and Xerxes standing in a row behind him. Trustee brenda was standing at ground level in front of the platform. The sluts formed up in front of the commander. There were seven rows of four sluts each. Sluts marcie, jj, and julia again made up the partial back row.

Once they were properly in place, trustee brenda cried out, “Box rest!” and the sluts went into the at ease position.

“Today,” began Commander Mueller, “you will be learning bodily restraint.” He walked across the front of the platform, slapping his military-style riding crop against the palm of his gloved hand. “Specifically,” he continued in his firm Germanic voice, “sexual restraint.”

Trustees brenda and yvonne walked further back onto the platform and began removing white drop cloths from a row of strange-looking machines. The machines were identical. They all looked basically like black half-barrels with a strange pink strip down the center of the top. Sticking straight up from each pink strip were two matching pink plastic penises, one nearly three inches around and the other only slightly smaller in circumference. Both were about six inches in height. There were five rows of five machines.

“I see by your faces,” said Master Edward in his crisp English accent, “that some of you recognize a Sybian, but for those who do not, Mistress Susann will explain how they work.”

“First off,” Mistress Susann said, “I think I should clarify that sluts david and gerard will be observers this afternoon. It should surprise no one that both of them will be moving into the Master in Training track at the end of this segment.”

She pulled one of the machines forward. It was on a platform which evidently had wheels of some sort beneath it. The top of the machine was slightly higher than knee-high as Mistress Susann stood alongside it.

“The Sybian,” she explained as she ran her hand across it, “is the most powerful female masturbation device in the world. It has a very powerful vibrator.” She twisted a control on the remote which she held in her hand, and a loud hum filled the hangar.

“But the power of the vibration is not what makes it the most powerful,” she continued. “This front dildo also moves and rotates.” She twisted another control on the remote, and the larger of the two dildos began rotating slowly. Since it was slightly off-vertical, it looked almost like someone spinning their finger in the air.

She shut the device off and set the remote into a holder on the front of the platform. Then she straightened the cable which connected it to the machine.

“Normally,” she said with a smile, “each device is separately controlled by its own remote, but for this competition, all twenty-five of these units have been connected to a single controller.”

She picked the remote once again and said with a smile, “Of course, if there is a problem or if you can’t stand it any longer, I or Mistress Tawnya or one of the Masters can override the main control with the local remote.”

Master Xerxes stepped forward. “There is no time limit to this session,” he boomed out in his deep, strong voice. “The machines will run until ALL of you have lost control.” He chuckled and shook his head as he continued, “Everyone, no matter how strong, will eventually lose control. The strongest Master or Mistress has a breaking point.” His voice suddenly became much louder and stronger as he shouted, “But! How long you retain control and what happens when you lose control tells us a great deal about each of you.”

“To encourage you to control yourself as long as possible,” Mistress Tawnya said, “there will be a severe punishment for those who clearly demonstrate that they have no control over their body.” She laughed as she looked out at the confused faces before her. “How will you know whether you are a winner or a loser?” She laughed again. “You will all lose, but the first five of you who lose control of your bodies will definitely be punished.”

“Some of the others will also be punished,” Master Edward said as he, too, stepped forward on the platform. He continued in his clipped, precise, British English, “The four of us will evaluate each of you as you struggle against these infernal machines. Our judgment— and OUR judgment only— will determine who else is punished.”

He harrumphed softly, indicating that he was finished with his portion of the explanation, and then stepped back once again, leaving Commander Mueller standing alone at the front of the platform.

“You sluts will soon come up onto the platform one by one,” the commander explained, “You will stand beside your machine in Display position until trustee brenda or yvonne seats you on your mount.” He paused and then shouted out, “Do you understand that?”

“Sir, yes, Sir, Commander Mueller,” the sluts shouted back.

Slapping his crop against the top of his boots, Commander Mueller said curtly, “Then commence.” He made a military-style right face, walked briskly off the platform, and disappeared into the darkness at the back of the hangar. The sound of boots going up a metal stairway hinted that perhaps he went up to an office or some sort of observation area.

Master Edward waited for a moment and then commanded, “Sluts to the platform, single file.”

The sluts walked up onto the platform as ordered. As slut gerard approached the platform, Master Edward signaled that he should stay at ground level. When slut david approached the platform, he too was signaled to stand aside and then both male sluts were directed to stand next to a small control panel located a short distance to the side of the platform.

Sluts marcie, jj, and julia were the last three to step onto the platform. Slut marcie stepped aside slightly to allow slut julia to pass her so that she was the last slut to step up onto the platform. When all of the sluts were in place, trustees brenda and yvonne began preparing the first two sluts to mount their machines.

“Spread your legs,” trustee brenda ordered and the first slut moved her feet so that she was standing with legs spread. Her hands were still locked behind her head as required by the Display position.

“Are you wet?” trustee brenda asked.

The slut looked terrified, but nodded her head slightly. Trustee brenda reached forward and abruptly thrust two fingers into the slut’s cunt.

The slut flinched, but did not cry out. “You told the truth,” trustee brenda said derisively. Then turning to face the other sluts she said more loudly, “Always tell the truth… because we always double check… and you don’t want to be caught lying.”

She may have expected a response, but the twenty-five sluts remained silent. A look of anger flashed over trustee brenda’s face, but she said nothing. Instead she turned her attention to the slut next to her. The anger was obvious in her voice as she growled out, “Bend over!”

The slut bent at the waist while still holding her hands against the back of her head. She gasped as a large dollop of lubricant was squished between her ass cheeks. She heard the snap of a latex glove and then a finger was pushing into her ass, splitting her rosebud.

“Relax your sphincter,” trustee brenda barked out. “This session is all about control. Don’t make me use my whole hand to open you up!”

The trustee’s angry voice had the opposite effect on the poor slut and she groaned as her anus clamped down on trustee brenda’s moving finger.

“So that’s the way it’s going to be,” trustee brenda said angrily as she pulled back her hand and added a second finger to the assault on the slut’s ass. A third finger soon joined the assault.

“Aaaaah,” screamed the slut as trustee brenda forced her way farther into the slut’s ass.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the platform, trustee yvonne leaned in slightly and said to the slut she was preparing, “Try to relax and push against my fingers like you were trying to shit. Your sphincter will relax and let me in. Then we will put you on the Sybian. It’s really not that much larger than the cleaning dildos in the barracks. You will be able to handle it.”

The slut did as instructed and trustee yvonne’s fingers slid relatively easily into her ass. Another squirt of lubricant as trustee yvonne added a third finger and the slut was ready to be put on the Sybian.

“Put your leg over the machine and settle yourself down onto the dildos,” trustee yvonne instructed. The slut did as she had been told and was soon in place on the Sybian. Trustee yvonne then put a thick belt around the slut’s waist and attached leather straps to the D-rings on the belt. After making sure that the slut was secured firmly in place, trustee yvonne pulled the slut’s legs back slightly and restrained her ankles to one of the leather straps on each side of the machine.

Trustee yvonne then raised her voice and said loudly, “When trustee brenda or I loosen up your ass, push against our fingers as if you were trying to push out a turd. It will cause the sphincter to relax and open up so you are ready to get on the machine.”

“Ma’am, yes, Ma’am,” the sluts responded. “We will do as instructed, trustee yvonne.”

Only the slut next to trustee brenda saw her face flush with anger that the sluts had answered trustee yvonne when they had remained silent to her.

Trustees brenda and yvonne gradually worked their way through the twenty-five sluts, preparing them for the Sybians. Surprisingly, nineteen of the sluts answered “Yes,” when they were asked if they were wet. Sluts marcie, vivian, powers, and three other sluts answered, “No.” Slut jj, the next to the last slut to be mounted on the machines, answered an emphatic “God, YES!” when she was asked if she was wet.

Slut marcie, the last slut to be mounted, answered in proper form, “Ma’am, no, Ma’am, trustee brenda.” Trustee brenda responded sarcastically, “I’m surprised,” and then, after loosening slut marcie’s ass, squirted nearly a full tube of lubricant into her cunt. “That should keep things sliding smoothly,” she said with a laugh as slut marcie lowered herself onto the twin dildos.

As trustees brenda and yvonne walked back to the front of the platform, slut jj leaned over slightly so she could say something to slut marcie. “This is a win-win for me,” she said excitedly. “I get to cum and if I play it right, I get some pleasure pain along with it.”

“It’s a trap,” slut marcie whispered back to her. “I don’t know how, but it’s a trap.”

She took a deep breath and then continued, “After what you said, I’d say it’s a painslut trap. And you are not only walking into it, you are running full speed.”

“Either way,” slut jj responded, “I get to cum.” She sounded almost hurt by slut marcie’s words.

“We all get to cum,” slut marcie said firmly. “The trap is for those who don’t try to resist.”

Slut jj opened her mouth, but said nothing as Mistress Susann called out, “Quiet in the ranks. Hands in Display position.”

All twenty-five sluts straightened their backs and sat at attention in the Display position. A soft hum began to fill the hangar. Several of the sluts gasped as the front dildo began to rotate slowly within them.

The hum slowly grew louder as the power was turned up on the vibrators. The gasps and groans of the sluts indicated that the dildos were also rotating more rapidly and forcefully. The smell of female arousal permeated the air of the hangar.

Slut jj was writhing on the Sybian and crying out in an almost continuous moan, but it was slut julia who climaxed first. Her screams of passion and the obvious actions of orgasm were met with laughter from the Masters and Mistresses. Trustee yvonne hurried up onto the platform. Using a marker of some sort, she wrote a big, red number 1 on the top of slut julia’s right breast.

A few moments later, trustee brenda wrote a similar number 2 on slut jj. Slut paula received a number 3 and just seconds later, slut ellen received number 4. Slut stephanie, a dark-skinned Hispanic, was number 5.

Starting with number 6, the trustees switched to blue markers. At 11 the color became green. And beginning with slut molly at 21, the color became black. There was a considerable pause before slut vivian screamed out in orgasm and received number 22. A short while later slut tracy gave a loud groan and shuddered. She was labeled 23.

Several of the lower numbers were now on their third or fourth orgasms. Some were pleading, “Please, shut it off. Please, I… I mean, this slut can’t stand it.”

The two Masters and two Mistresses were waiting patiently at the front of the platform. Their eyes showed their respect for slut marcie and slut powers who still struggled against the onslaught of the Sybian. Finally slut marcie looked over at slut powers. Their eyes met and slut marcie nodded her head slightly. Both sluts immediately went over the top. Their cries of passion were long and loud, but they held the Display position and their hands never left the back of their heads. Trustee brenda quickly marked slut powers with 24 and slut marcie with 25.

While trustee yvonne walked over to mark slut gerrard with a 26 and slut david with a 27, Master Xerxes began a slow clap, which was joined by the other three Masters.

“Impressive,” he said loudly, looking back and forth between slut powers and slut marcie.

He then made a motion with his hand, and the sound of the vibrators faded away. The only sound was now the gasping and quiet moaning of several sluts who were still attempting to recover from the intense feelings that had just been wrung from their bodies.

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