-Mistress?- She asked out of curiosity.

-Your aureolas are small but your nubbins are long. I like them.

-Thank you. I sometimes have to put adhesive tape if I don't want to, eh..., flaunt them.

-Then you are wrong. You should flaunt them.- An awkward silence followed.- María wants to see you.- She pointed at her earpiece. Then Azumi remembered that the others could be listening all the time, and making plans behind her back.- As much as I like having your tongue in my pussy, I cannot be a hoarder. And I have work to do.- Pulling on the leash she made Azumi get up. Then she removed her dildo adorned panties.- Clean this.- She put the dildo in Azumi's mouth and she licked it clean, including the area around the base that was also moist. Again the tingling sensation made its presence felt.

With that done Azumi was led downtairs, through the elevator this time. Again she was completely naked except for the collar and sandals. In the beauty salon María was waiting with a stern look, again in her normal uniform. Priya smacked Azumi's buttock softly to make her enter and left without a word. María signaled with a hand for Azumi to sit on one of the chairs. She wondered if her hair was going to be cut even shorter. She started to get real worried when María buckled the leather straps around her wrists, upper arms, chest, waist, neck, forehead, ankles and knees.

-You and Priya get along well, no? I respect that. I'm going to show you how much I respect that.

From a drawer she grabbed a nearly cylindrical electric device that emited a low buzzing. She applied it against Azumi's chest, moving it along its length left to right. With her forehead trapped she couldn't see what it was. It wasn't exactly painful but it stung. It felt almost like a drill. The soft torture lasted a couple of hours. Azumi did her best not to cry, or to show any kind of reaction that a sadist could enjoy. After the drilling was done, she applied a moisturizer on the area and then covered it with bandages.

-Thank you, mistress.- Azumi said sternly, with the aim of upseting María. Instead she grinned.

-If you like it so much we'll do more.- She looked at it for a moment.- Holy shit I was good. Very good. But this job pays better.- She undid the straps and sat on another chair.- Now thank me properly.- She lifted her skirt revealing her lack of underwear. Once again Azumi went at it putting aside her anger. Once again, despite the stinging on her chest, the tingling sensation was there. Right before cumming María grabbed Azumi's head and pushed her mouth tighter, managing to shot her cum in her captive's throat.- Wow, you have learned a lot in a day. Now lick that clean.- Azumi looked in the direction María was pointing at. On the seat where she had been sitting before she had left a wet spot.

Then María led her downstairs to the storage room next to the kennels. From a closet she grabbed two pairs of shackles with about ten inches of chain each, plus four padlocks. She led Azumi back to the kennels and made her get in hers. She noticed that the mattress wasn't there and it was on the bench instead. María joined each wrist with the opposite leg behind her back so she had very little movement. Then grabbing Azumi by the hair she made her turn around and ordered her to open her mouth just to spit in there. At last she slapped her hard on the cheek for no reason, pushed her back in and locked the door.

Azumi, true to her usual self, instead of focusing her thoughs on anger, desperation or negative feelings of the kind, she tried to understand what was going on. She was sure that what was happening to her had happened to others, but didn't know who, why, or how many. If Hans and María were sadists, she wouldn't be able to avoid the pain, but merely attenuate it. Perhaps using their ego against them. Priya seemed mostly concerned about avoiding problems for herself first, and then for others. Luigi was the easiest, just wanted an occasional blowjob and silence.

More confusing was the mechanism of that on and off tingling sensation. She had always been straight but she had never had strong feelings for anybody, nor a strong sexual attraction. She seemed to feel something special for Priya, but the tingling had also been there with the other three. Not when she was alone tho. Neither when she was in pain or scared. There was something about that power unbalance, situation in which she had never been before. Priya was the kind of person she would normally like. That in combination with certain erotically charged elements seemed to do the trick.

After a good while Priya arrived with a big bag, that she placed on the bench next to Azumi's suitcase. Then she opened the box and the shackles, ordering Azumi to get out and put her clothes from the bag in the suitcase. In the meantime she just sat on the bench spread legged and waited. Azumi understood the point and knelt before her after getting her clothes tidy. Priya kindly grabbed Azumi's head and brought it closer to her crotch. Azumi knew well what to do and soon was swallowing the expected outcome.

-You are in for a rough night.- Priya mentioned. She softly caressed her hair and face.- I don't understand why you chose this if it was your first time. - Azumi was certainly regretting having chosen that resort for her holidays. Still something about the comment was odd.- Let's get you dressed. Something appropriate for this weather.

Priya chose a pair of shorts jeans and a tight lycra tank top. The shorts had had the button and the zipper handle removed, and so her shaved crotch was on plain sight. Besides a slit, about one inch long, had been cut just below her pussy. It was easy to guess for what. The top hadn't been altered but as it was white and thin, it looked almost transparent when it pressed against the skin. Also her nipples were pointing forward. At that moment Priya removed the bandages, and frowned. When Azumi looked down she couldn't help but cry.

Across her chest, in big letters said “CUNTLICKER”. It was very big, visible from a long distance. Looking closely each letter turned to be a deformed tree adorned with some leaves and a bit of grass. María musted have been a good artist, if not a nice person. Priya suddenly slapped Azumi. Then she kindly motioned her arms and legs to get her into position, crotch and chest forward, hands behind. Right after she caressed the cheek she had just hit, raising the head up, looking at her eyes.

-Only two days, mistress, and already this.- Azumi complained.

-They want to make you cry. You decide if you want them satisfied or not. To use your tears against them or not. But you are not with them now, you are with me. Be the fast learning person I know you are. Use your brain. Do the right questions. Own the situation. You are wasting your tears here.- Azumi nodded.- Now, before I take you with Hans, in this time we have left, keeping in mind that I've already used you for my pleasure and I'm satisfied, is there something we could be doing?

-Mistress...- She was given a good advise. She gave it a thought.- I like when you are holding the leash and walking me. Please take me somewhere with more light. Were I can better see this tattoo, that will remind me of you forever.

Nodding and smiling Priya led her to the hall, right in front of the main gate, where a porch kept them dry, but were able to smell the forest and the rain. There they stayed, all the time with Priya holding the leash. After a while there Azumi started to rub her thighs together, the tingling sensation having returned. Priya reached down and stuck a finger into Azumi's pussy through the hole on the fabric. Immediately she took it out and showed her captive what she had found there. The finger was coated with her juices. Bringing the finger closer to her mouth, Azumi cleaned it with her tongue. Then Priya stuck it back down there, found more wetness and fed it to Azumi again. The third time Azumi playfully clenched her muscles trapping the finger and startling Priya, who smiled and replied with a soft pat.

-Do you need to pee? I need to pee.- Azumi nodded and she was led to the bathrooms next to the restaurant. She did her businesses first.- Some people will want to watch you to humilliate you, but I don't need it.- Priya said from the other stall.

-Thank you, mistress.

-Come here.- She ordered when Azumi finished.- Kneel and put your chin on the seat between my legs.- She did as ordered.- Clean me.- Azumi retched but hesitatingly stuck out her tongue and got closer. Just before getting there Priya stopped her placing a hand on her forehead.- I was kidding, other people won't. And they will take offense if you retch.- Instead she cleaned herself.- Let's go to the restaurant.

There was Hans already waiting. He laughed noisily when he saw the tattoo. Grabbing the leash he led Azumi rudely to his bedroom, not even bothering to make small talk. No need to pretend anymore. Once in the bedroom he merely tied her hands together behind her back, and then looping the rope around her waist.

-Were are going to play a little game.- He pointed at a tray on the bed with a lot of food. After making her lay on the bed, he undressed and sat in front of her face with his legs open. Then he grabbed a bit of food and placed it on his penis right at the start of the shaft.- If you want to eat, then you have to put all of me in your mouth.- She most certainly didn't want that so she didn't move. He grabbed her hair and pushed himself in her mouth.- And if you don't you'll get another spanking.

Resigned she did her best to reach the morsel. The first ones were easy. Then became harder because his erection made him grow. While she repeatedly impaled herself he just ate from the tray. The food was good but the delivery system was painful and degrading. The last night and that same morning she had enjoyed having a penis in her mouth but not like that.

After he finished eating he cleaned the bed. He didn't bother to ask if she wanted or needed more. Instead he dragged her crotch to the edge of the bed. He put the tip of his penis against her labia, through the slit of her pants. He positioned himself in the right angle, grabbing her thighs.

-Master don't hurt me more, please.- She made a last attempt despite knowing that he specifically wanted to hurt her.

-Of course not.- Even before having finished uttering his lie he entered with one fast, mean thrust. She cried in pain. So brute was he than even hurt himself, but her suffering was worth it.

He kept thrusting deep and hard, the tip of his penis hitting against her cervix. Tired of that position he made her stand and, grabbing her neck, he pushed her against the wall and kept raping her. He liked more that position because he could see the pain in her face and tears. In no time he orgasmed deep inside her and threw her on the bed with desdain. Then he sat in front of her face again and made her lick clean the mix of fluids with the small bits of blood. While she did that he grabbed last night's same book and wrote something else. Then, after a short rest, he raped her again with equal violence, and again made her lick him clean. As a last slight he again made her spend the whole night with his penis in her mouth. For her that was the least bad part, despite not being able to sleep because of the pain.