Kinktober 2023 #9 - Break/Behind

Content Warnings: BDSM Fantasy, non-consensual, F/m, femdom, kidnapping, bondage, bondageslavery, The Kraken Club

“You’re far behind schedule,” Angela informed her subordinate. The blonde branch leader wasn’t looking at the younger woman, but at her charge. The bound and gagged young man on the other side of the glass was supposed to have been delivered to his new owner a full month ago.

The irritating twenty-year-old boy was a custom order. His new Mistress had paid too dollar for him specifically, and had wasted no time naming him to Angela as her desired target. She had even made a very high down payment.

He was currently naked and bound in a ferociously tight strappado position, his arms painfully wrenched together as close to the elbow as he could make it and then raised as straight up to the ceiling as they could go. Angela felt pain in her shoulders just by looking at the way his own were twisted to accommodate the position.

Meanwhile his legs were strictly frogtied. His knees and big toes bound together and resting on a bare wooden table that could not possibly be comfortable to rest one’s knees on, and his bare feet were exposed to a strict regimen of bastinado foot torment.

The tattoo marking him as a Kraken Club product was partially visible from his side profile. A couple of the little Kraken’s tentacles coiled about beneath his armpits.

“Yes, Ma’am, I know. And I’m sorry. But he’s proving to be a difficult—“

“A month, Beatrice. Not just four weeks, but thirty-one full days! Just what the HELL is taking you so long?”

“I think he knows who bought him!”

Angela blinked. “Excuse me?”

“I… I think he’s figured out who bought him, Angela. I don’t know all the details, but his owner clearly has a history with him, correct?

Angela didn’t say anything, but her even stare was a clear enough yes.

“Well, I think he’s guessed who’s responsible for his being here and… and it’s making it very hard to get him to break. I think he hates her just as much as she hates him. Or even more! And on top of that he’s  naturally very stubborn and a genuine masochist. He would make a very tough nut crack under normal circumstances. But as things stand…”

Angela fumed. Those were genuinely difficult circumstances, she herself would have a tough time with the boy. She could see potential avenues towards his breaking point already, but if she dismissed Beatrice from training him he might perceive the change in trainers as a victory. It could give him new resolve and increase the total time it would take to get him ready for his owner. Besides, Angela had a lot on her plate. She didn’t need to add to all the work she was already doing.

“You have one more week,” Angela informed her. “If it takes you any longer than that to break him, I will take over and you will spend every day it took to train him in a collar yourself. We could always use an office slave around here, don’t you think?”

Beatrice blanched. She had friends here, but enemies too. And a nice, big butt that her friends and enemies alike would delight in taking all kinds of tools and implements to. There was a new rubber paddle wielding spanking machine in the punishment room that hadn’t been used on an employee yet.

A temporary punishment, Beatrice would go free by the end of it, but a very serious one.

The black-haired woman gave Angela a stiff nod, and the blonde turned on her heel to march away. She heard the door to the punishment room open and close. There was a brief flash of a high pitched squeal before the door closed.  Beatrice was determined to make up for her slowness, but only time would tell if she could succeed.