-First of all, you better watch your tone. You are supposed to be submissive and obedient, and pretend to have fun.- Raph explained patiently because obviously April was a newby on those matters.- Second, it wasn't me.

-I'm sorry, it's just... Who did that? Why?

-See, in the BDSM world normally a submissive is a person that is willing to have her pleasure under someone else's control. Maybe even more than that. Her body, her mind, her life...- April knew a bit about having other people controlling her life, except that she wasn't particularly willing. At least not anymore.- Rules, routines, tasks... Punishments for failing... The usual.

-But why the..., distortions.- She tried to use a non offensive word.

-Michelle here is not a normal submissive.- He indicated April to get behind Michelle, straddling the bench, and putting the tip of the dildo against the entrance to her pussy. April guessed that she was going to be forced to have sex with a woman for the first time in her life, in such abnormal circumstances. She had kissed her friends on the lips a few times, but no more than that.- What are you, Michelle?

-A masochist.- Michelle sighed when she felt the tip of the dildo on her labia.

-And a very intense one. It means that she enjoys pain and humilliation.- Followed Raph.- That's how she gets aroused. And that creates a conundrum. Because if pain is pleasure, then making a masochist happy would require solutions different to the commonly used in social interactions.

-I guess so, yes...- April was following the explanation but still not getting where it was going.

-So a dom that is given control over a masochist's sexuality, will normally resort to one of this four tactics that I'm about to explain. The first one is separating pain and pleasure as much as possible. In this case, Michelle's arousal is obvious, because pain has been delivered this afternoon.- Indeed her pussy and the chastity belt were producing a distinctive odour.- So she is ready for more normal forms of pleasure.- Raph indicated April to start pumping. She did so slowly, afraid of hurting her, but quickly noticing that Michelle was more than ready for the penetration.

-Oh, yes!- Michelle exclaimed between gasps. It was her first time with a woman too, and April was treating her with a lot of care, sincerely trying to give her pleasure.

-The second type is tease and denial.- When Michelle was in the brink of orgasming, Raph stopped April, leaving the older woman breathing hard and her pussy spasming ready to explode.- It is a unique mixture of pleasure and soft torture, as denying pleasure creates an emotional discomfort, that by itself also arouses the masochist. Therefor it forms sort of a feedback loop. Since it makes no physical harm, it can be done all day long, everyday, keeping the masochist in a constant emotional rollercoaster and begging for more.

-Devious...- April was amazed. When she woke up that morning she didn't expect that she would be helping somebody using sex for torture. Or the opposite.

-The third type is about turning pain and pleasure into a confusing blend of emotions.- He indicated April to start pumping again, after a couple of minutes, once Michelle had calmed down and her impeding orgasm had been aborted.- If done this repeatedly along a long period of time, may come to a point where the masochist cannot tell them appart.- As April pounded into Michelle's cunt Raph started to spank the older woman's buttock roughly with her hand. For each pair of thrusts of the dildo, Michelle got a blow. Still her increasingly intense moans proved that the pain was not being an obstacle for pleasure.

-Keep going! Keep going, please!- Yelled Michelle. April wasn't sure if it was for her, for Raph, or for both. Suddenly Raph indicated her to stop, again leaving Michelle frustrated and in need.

-The fourth type is permanent chastity. The dom understands that the pleasure received through pain is more than enough.- He spanked Michelle a couple more times.- And that normal forms of pleasure are pointless or even excessive. It is rumored that some masochists have managed to orgasm only through the application of pain. Michelle here hasn't.- Raph started to massage the buttock that had been spanked just seconds before.- It is what her lover tried to do. The man that put those rings you were asking about. But that is not what we do here. What tactic do we follow here and why, Michelle?

-The first one, sir. Because is the safest in terms of taking care of the masochist's mental health, and because you are a good man.

-You deserve the best, dear Michelle. Go ahead, please.- He indicated April to resume her attentions. This time she barely needed a minute to bring Michelle to orgasm. The combination of the belting that same afternoon, plus the humilliation of being discovered by a stranger, plus that conversation had her very horny and she easily reached the tipping point. This time nobody stopped April and Michelle enjoyed the powerful orgasm that had been building up all that time.- Again, please.- Demanded Raph. April kept thrusting and in no time Michelle reached another powerful orgasm.

-Thank you! Thak you, darling...- Michelle was not capable of having complex conversations in her post orgasmic bliss. For her part April was also happy because the explanation, if still a bit disturbing, had helped her understand many things. She had enjoyed that sexual exhange much more than those of the last months with her ex boyfriend. She was glad that Michelle had found a partner that had her so satisfied and understood her so well.

While Michelle and April rested, Raph went to another locker to retrieve another item. She handed April a pair of clippers and told her to trim her mound as short as possible like Michelle had had. Since everything seemed to happen for a reason in that fake police station she grabbed the clippers and went to it in the shower room. In the meantime Michelle was led to a toilet to release her bladder. April took the hint and used the toilet too.

When April got back to the dressing room Raph was reapplying Michelle's chastity belt and trousers. A bunch of items had been laid out on the bench for April to use. She was about to check them out but Raph indicated her to wait. As soon as Michelle's pants were in place, but with the horizontal straps unfastened to let her walk, and the leather blindfold reapplied on her head, she was guided towards a wall and told to press her body and nose against it to wait. Then Raph helped April put on the items after telling her to remove everything but the tank top.

First went a lighter type of chasity belt, a narrow waist band and a convex triangle hanging from three cables, one of which went between the buttocks. The metal of the triangle pressed against April's flesh all around her pussy, but the central part was curved to leave a small gap and not touch her labia. Then came a thick grey prison jumpsuit and a pair of slippers. When April tried to close the zipper going from waist to neck, Raph stopped her. He wanted her chest on view. Then he put around her waist a thick leather belt, that had a big D ring vertically on its front and padlocked it on the back, trapping the zipper handle below it, making sure that the jumpsuit wouldn't close, and at the same time trapping the chastity belt under it. From the D ring hung a thick chain that parted in two at ankle height, each end with a cuff. Those cuffs were also padlocked around her ankles, leaving her with no more than ten inches of stride. The length of the chain forced her to bend the knees slightly. Then came a pair of regular handcuffs that were closed around her wrists and then padlocked to the belt. Removing the collar for a moment a hood made of a thick, semi see through cotton-like material was placed on her head, relocking the collar afterwards. At last a chain was padlocked to a ring at the front of the collar. That way April was bound and defenseless but still relatively comfortable.

Pulling on the collar chain Raph guided April towards Michelle. There Raph handed Michelle's neck chain to April. Like that he guided both women to the cell area, a short trip that took minutes because of their limited stride. Michelle was put in her cell first. Raph asked April to help him fasten the legs straps tightly. Then the neck chain was attached to the eyebolt above her on the wall and the leg chain again to the bedframe under the mattress. Michelle would have very little movement along the night. As if she could escape, the door was also locked. Then April was guided to the cell in front, where her collar chain was as well padlocked to an eyebolt above her. April would be able to walk a bit or sit on the bed at least. The door was of course locked as well. After that, without a word, Raph left both women there tied up and blinded.

Laying on the bed April had nothing to do but to reflect on what she had gone through. The last hours of her life had been the more exciting and interesting of her life, getting knowledge of ways of thinking she hadn't heard of. Almost automatically her hands seeked her crotch, to try to rub her clit. Along her two weeks of traveling in solitude she had gotten used to masturbate with her magic wand as much as she wanted, but specially before going to sleep and she missed that. That was not the only reason though. Something about the experiences she had lived through along those last hours, and the things she had heard, had aroused her a lot. As if there were something in the air, that place, that situation, those people... Those rare activities they were partaking in had something. She had found a new and intense type of erotism that had stuck in her head. Of course the chastity belt wouldn't let her masturbate and that handicap made her want it even more.

-Don't try to masturbate, darling. You are a sub now, and therefor your body and pleasure doesn't belong to you. All your orgasms belong to your dom. You will be punished if you steal one.- Michelle advised from the other side of the corridor.

-I cannot know these things if nobody tells me. Do you want to masturbate too?

-Oh, yes, darling. My pussy is gushing right now. This tight bondage makes me very horny.

-May I ask what happened to your labia?- April asked after a couple of minutes in silence.- I don't know if I understand Raph's explanation.

Michelle gave April a brief tour about her life. Her masochistic tendency had made her seek the company of a certain type of men. Usually they were moderate at the beginning but they got more and more dangerous as time passed. Seeing that Michelle didin't defend herself, and instead requested more, they kept going. Eventually they stopped listening to her and became excessively abusive, and so she had to put an end to the relationship. That explained the more severe cuts and burns on her skin.

Her last lover went a bit farther. To humilliate her he started to hire prostitutes, that she paid, to fuck them in front of her. She loved that part, and thought it was a great idea. The next step was forbidding her to have her pussy penetrated by anything shaped like a penis. That happened about eight years ago. To make it so he ordered her to become less attractive. He made her dress worse and gain weight. He forbid her to use make up and beauty products. All to make her feel less. With that she still agreed, as the humilliation aroused her. After that he decided to distort her body with permanent changes, to make her even less attractive. That was when the piercings were applied. She was made to hang ever increasing weights and walk with them for hours and even full days. The constant pulling enlarged her breasts and labia dramatically. One day he went too far when he said that he would have her clitoris removed so she wouldn't be able to orgasm ever again. That was the last straw, she broke up with him and had been single for the last four years.

-In part he got what he wanted. By body is so disgusting now that I wouldn't find lovers, and if I did they will pity me instead of loving me. I haven't had a cock inside in eight years, and my cunt is so ugly that it probably won't happen again.

-Not even Raph?- April was indeed pitying her, even if she respected her resilience and admired her honesty.

-Oh, he has tried. I am very lucky to have him in my life. But no. Too disgusting. But don't worry, he uses my mouth a lot.- April wasn't worried about that specifically.

-But your pleasure...

-Toys, darling. Like the strap-on you so cleverly used. Many thanks by the way. Or dildoes. Or egg vibrators. Or many others. He has me well cared.

-He hasn't given me any.- She complained with moderation because she was supposed to pretend that she was having fun, as they had agreed.

-That's your fault, darling. You've asked him not to penetrate your pussy. That's been foolish, I assure you. You've hurt his pride.- April indeed was seeing her error. She didn't want a stranger man cumming inside her, but a dildo would be most welcome.

Not long after that conversation both women fell asleep. Michelle knew more or less what to expect the next day and had beautiful, horny dreams about a thoughtful dom on top of her fucking her long-suffering pussy. April's dreams were also erotic but she didn't see any particularly pleasant scene. Instead she dreamt about an absence. About an unknown pleasure she was seeking and couldn't find.

The next day April was awakened by alarming sounds. She looked to her left, to the other side of the corridor. Throught the fabric of the hood she saw Raph hitting a kneeling Michelle on the ass with a thin wooden stick, that she later knew was called cane. Michelle was gagged but her whimpers suggested that she was in pain. April sat on the bed and the rattle of the chains was heard by the other two. Raph stopped torturing Michelle for a minute and went to April's cell, where he released her from the wall and led her, pulling on the neck chain, to Michelle's cell. April was shocked when he placed the cane on her hand.

-Michelle has told me that you tried to masturbate last night.- While he talked he removed the collar, and then the hood, only to put the collar on again.- I certainly didn't tell you that it is not allowed, but I thought that the chastity belt would clue you well enough.

-I, eh... I didn't know, I'm sorry.- April was amazed by her own words, apologizing for masturbating.

-No need to apologize. I put the chastity belt in there to protect you from your own impulses. If it weren't there you would have masturbated. I'd have to punish you to prove my point, and then apologize for not giving you a warning.- April didn't quite see the logic of that reasoning.- Anyways, Michelle here kindly offers you the possibily of releasing your anger and frustration on her.

-Eh...- April needed a few seconds to understand.- No! I'm not going to hurt her because I'm horny!- Again she was breaking her rule of worrying only about herself.

-Ok then, you are not that kind of person. I had to check, no?- April nodded.- Then hurt her because I ask you too.- April hesitated and took a step back.- You cane her or I do it and then order her to do you. Your choice. But keep in mind that she likes it more than you.- Seeing the logic April hit Michelle softly, as soon as Raph released her handcuffs from the belt.- Harder.- Ordered Raph. April obeyed.- Harder.- April did so again, but still trying not to hurt Michelle.- I'm running out of patience, and you are offending Michelle by calling her weak. Hit her well.- April hit her with the same strength that Raph had been using before.- Good, again.- April hit her five more times, through which Michelle again showed a great deal of discomfort, before Raph stopped her.- Good. You are learning.- He smacked April's buttock playfully. That was the point then. She was being taught. Though she didn't know exactly what.

-I'm sorry, Michelle.- April apologized for the pain inflicted.

-Don't apologize to her. Right now I'm the top, she's the bottom, and you are in the middle of the hierarchy.- Raph explained.- You must not apologize to her. Even less if you are doing what I ordered. She will apologize to you if she doesn't serve you well enough.- April frowned but didn't reply.