Standing at the foot of the bed, facing its head, he tied her ankles to the legs well spread. Then her wrists to the same legs. That way her head rested on the mattress while her ass and pussy was well exposed. Then he undressed and sat in front of her. With no more ceremony he stuck his penis deep in her mouth and ordered her to get it hard and coat it with saliva. Then he went behind her.
To her utter terror he put his tip on the entrance to her anus and gripped her thighs hard. She was fearing that she would die then and there. He entered her slowly but steadily as deep as he could, barely half of the distance he aimed for. For him was enough to enjoy it, while she was in terrible pain and screaming accordingly. He started to piston in and out trying to go deeper but finding the same resistance. Once that he had made his point clear he went back to her front and sat again.
-You have already guessed which of your holes I'm going to destroy next. Now clean me.- He gave her no chance to say no and stuck the foul smelling penis in her mouth. She tried to avoid touching it with her tongue, but a pair of hard slaps changed her mind.
After having it clean he went behind her again and put his penis on the entrance to her pussy. This time he did what she had feared before and entered with all his strength in one quick thrust. Repeating the process of last night he raped her several times in her pussy and mouth aiming to hurt as much as possible. Again he came deep in her pussy. Again she thanked him his attentions with a conviction that was most certainly not true. The only difference was that she was forced to sleep in that posture, with only her upper chest and head in contact with the mattress. To keep with the tradition he wrote something in the book in his nighstand and put his penis in her mouth before going to sleep. She indeed felt like a cockholster, like the last tattoo said.
The next morning she awoke when he was already dressed and about to leave. Due to the uncomfortable posture her body ached all over, specially her lower back and groin. He complained about her having slept so much because he had the intention to have his moring pee in her mouth. As being asleep she wouldn't be able to swallow, he would have stained the sheets, upsetting Priya. Azumi's opinion, of course, didn't matter. He slapped her hard on her well exposed and already aching pussy, promised that the next day he would make use of her human toilet and left.
Not much later the door opened. She hoped that it would be Priya, but it was María. Without uttering a single word she positioned herself in front of Azumi with her legs spread clearly expecting to be pleasured. Azumi dutifully did so and thanked her as usual, to which she replied slapping hard her cheek and leaving. Not long after arrived Priya, untied her and put her on the bed on a more comfortable position to let her rest a bit while she did the cleaning.
After a while Priya sat on the bed next to her. Azumi knelt in front, and hugged her leg, resting her head on her mistress' thigh. Priya didn't say anything and just caressed her hair softly. With that tiny bit of regained self-steem Azumi got between Priya's legs to give her her usual morning orgasm. Just then her appreciated tingling sensation came back, confirming that at least that part of her hadn't been ruined.
From there all started to become somehow a routine. Everyday her intimate bits where publicly exposed most of the time. Everyday Luigi made her feel useless by putting her against the wall. Everyday she helped Priya with her excess work, who in turn helped her release tensions by making her orgasm at least once, and providing some sort of emotional support. Every day she spent several hours in the kennel, in complete silence and under some kind of bondage, that made both masturbation and comfort impossible. Every night she went to Hans' bedroom.
Other things did change. María's games of tease and denial got more elaborate, confusing and cruel. During the gym hours Azumi got subjected to more strict forms of bondage that both made movement more difficult and stretched her limbs on more extreme forms. It came to a point that she had to crawl on the floor, with her arms tied in a reverse prayer, palms together between the shoulder blades, while her back bent in a bow, and her feet were pointing towards her head.
She also visited the beauty salon many times. A couple of times with Priya to shave her armpits, legs and crotch, and to keep her hair short. The rest with María who wrote more foul things on her skin. Most of them were made with a permanent marker that would last weeks at most. Others were tattooed.
Around the thickest part of her left calf she got a daisy chain made of a bunch of men and women alternatively performing oral sex to each other. The drawing was made with a lot of detail and Azumi would find it beautiful if it weren't on her damn skin. “PLEASURE IS PAIN” was written along her waistline, about one inch tall. With that María meant to tell Azumi yet again that she shouldn't seek her own pleasure. Those two were shameful.
The other two were more bearable. Chosen by Priya under María's insistence a possible quote from Buddha was written along her right arm, on the inner side, where she would be able to see it “EVERY PLACE IS HERE AND EVERY MOMENT IS NOW”. The other one was a stave, starting on Azumi's asscrack and going up to the top of her neck, that she wouldn't be able to cover. Along the stave where the notes of a part of a song that María had written in her teenage years. The sentence of the original song said “Do my butt, I'm a horny slut”, where the word “slut” matched the notes of the arpeggio visible on the neck. Fortunately for Azumi the words were not shown, only the notes. If she knew she would have hated it. Ironically when María wrote it was intended to be a romantic song for her boyfriend at the time, and so for her it was beautiful.
Hans didn't fulfill his promise of using Azumi as an urinal, but did manage to get all of his penis into her ass. The first nights with him were hell for her, but within time it got better. In part it stopped hurting so much, which wasn't good in Azumi's opinion, because it meant that her insides had been severely distended and any possible future lover would notice it. But most importantly he calmed down and started to be nicer. He didn't put any effort into giving her pleasure, but he did stop being intentionally cruel. After he had accomplished his main goal of making her feel like garbage, he just started to fuck her in the fastest way to reach his orgasm and nothing else.
One day he showed Azumi his book. In each page there was a caricature of a woman she had fucked, and even some men. Each person had a buch of medals hanging from their necks, as if they had won them in a sports game. Each medal had a date and a small group of random letters such as “Dt”, “Abd”, “Def” or “Impr”. Azumi's drawing had more medals than average. When she asked about the meaning, his exlanation left her in shock. “Dt” meant deep throat, “Abd” for ass balls deep, “Def” for deflowered, “Impr” for impregnated, and so on. With Azumi he had accomplished a bid deal of feats, his favourite being “Abd”.
When two weeks had passed and Azumi had already lost all hope something incredible happened. Her big escape plan of getting aboard the boat that had brought her into the island was impossible, because the driver only stopped in the island for about twenty minutes at around six pm and she always was locked in the kennel at those hours. She had already assumed that the rest of her live would be constant torture except for Priya's occasional generosity. Though the fourteenth day at exactly 11.01 am the impossible happened.
Azumi was at that moment in the gym with María. She was tightly bound with ellastic bands inside a duffel bag, trying to advance in a direction that she couldn't see, following her torturer's orders. Suddenly María undid all her bindings, including the ever present collar and helped her on her feet.
-Ma'am, your time is almost up. Please, go to your bedroom and grab all the items you may have left there. It must be emptied before midday. The boat will come around six pm. Until then you can wait in the restaurant or other public areas, but you will have to pay for any consumption. I will be at the check-in counter at that hour so you can retrieve the contents of your security box. If you are still here when the boat leaves you will have to pay another week of stay, with this arrangement or any other. Thank you for coming. Come back any time.- Azumi was shocked. She didn't understand what was happening. She was sure that it was one of María mind games and that she was going to be beaten up no matter what she did or said, so she just stood there, waiting.- Ma'am? Did you understand what I said?- Followed María after an awkwardly long silence.- Ma'am?- She pressed a button of her earpiece.- Priya, please, come to the gym, we have a problem.
-What?- Priya ran there and arrived soon.
-She's not reacting.
-Ma'am? Are you ok?- Priya was starting to worry. She looked at María who shrugged her shoulders.- Holy shit!- Priya grabbed Azumi's hand and took them to her bedroom.- Do you remember your password?
Azumi didn't react. Priya didn't use to take part in María's sick games, but it wasn't impossible, so she assumed that it was the case. As there was no response, Priya typed the master password of the day to open the door. There, in the bed, Priya had put her suitcase, with what little remained of Azumi's belongings, after María had destroyed most of it.
-Mistress, please, I don't like this game.
-Ma'am, this is not a game and I'm not your mistress.- Priya opened the closet where, on the first day, Azumi had saved the part of her belongings that would be safe from any alteration because she wold use them for the trip back home.- You only saved this?- Only a t-shirt and jeans, because she didn't actually knew what she was doing.- Okey...- She put them in the suitcase, grabbed Azumi's hand again and led her upstairs, to her own bedroom.- Maybe you should take a nap, ma'am. Is that ok?- She guided Azumi to her own bed.