This really didn’t bother him. It would ruin the whore for resale but still Alex was very loyal and trustworthy and would not be easily replaced. He looked over toward the four women and could see the fear in their eyes. Smiling to himself, he could have picked out the virgin and the reward whore without knowing anything. He had of course been watching Alex as she went through her mental torment from the minute they had arrived. The house had cameras everywhere and nothing went undetected in the house, barn, or pen. In fact, the whole island had top-notch surveillance. He could zoom in anywhere he wanted from his office.
“Any of these whores any good Alex?” His voice was low and very non-threatening.
“I don’t know Master. The crew of course fucked Gina in her holes, so she has had a taste of training. She isn’t a bad looking whore either.”
“Well, let’s start with her then.”
Gina’s heart sank she was the target again. She looked at the Master as he
approached her. She saw the very wicked stick in his hand and made her mind up she could take no more and would obey. There was no point in fighting this anymore. She knew in her heart she would never go home again. He stopped right in front of her then walked around her like he was looking at a price dog.
“Kneel.” He commanded
The chain slackened to allow Gina to kneel which she did without
hesitation. Gina was determined to get through this without any more pain.
“Open mouth”
Gina opened her mouth wide and the Master shone a light in her mouth to check her teeth. He also checked her tongue to make sure it looked pink and healthy.
He grabbed her by the hair and turned her head to look in each of her ears.
Mistress Alex was making notes on her clipboard. Each whore had a file that was carefully noted with everything. Master walked behind Gina.
“Stand.” He ordered her.
Gina with some difficulty stood up again and the chain tighten again.
“Show udders”
Gina was trying to remember the correct action for that. She hoped she had it right when she just lifted her top up but left the bra. The Master reached from behind her and mauled her udders for a bit with his hands.
“Present fuck holes.”
Gina pulled up her short skirt to her waist and pulled down her panties to her knees. She felt his hands on her buttock and then his fingers probing her ass hole. She had to use all her strength to not move. With the other hand he probed her fuck hole and pulled and tugged at her lips and then without warning she felt a hard-stinging blow on her ass. Gina let out a small cry. Then she got two more stingy blows in rapid succession. Gina cried out again.
The pain wasn’t that bad, but she couldn’t help crying out regardless.
“She takes the crop well.” The Master commented.
“How many times where you fucked by the crew?”
“Three times.” “Double fucked.” Gina added quickly.
“Hmmm….well your ass hole got a bit of a workout it looks like.”
“Would you want to be trained as a slave or remain a whore?”
The question surprised Gina. Was there a difference? Was this a trick question?
Gina decided that remaining a whore would probably mean being sent to a
whorehouse, so best to be a slave perhaps.
” I like to be trained Master.” She replied not really understanding what she was asking.
“What type of slave would you like for me to train you as?”
“Type Master? Whatever you think best Master?” Gina replied.
She didn’t know what the question meant but it seemed best to let the Master decide. The Master smiled knowing very well she was clueless. The amusing part was to make them pick without understanding what they had picked.
“I train four types of slaves. Bitch slaves, pony girl slaves, cows, and waste slaves. Since you are first in line, you get to pick. If I decide to train you instead of selling you as a whore that is. So, pick.”
Gina was no wiser from that explanation. Waste slave sounded like a painful
death. She had no idea what a cow slave was, and a bitch slave didn’t sound
appealing either. She had vaguely seen what a pony girl was from talking and surfing on the net. Maybe that was a good choice. She felt the master’s eyes on her and knew she had to decide. He was swinging that awful prod like any second he would put it to her clit.
“If it pleases you Master I would like to be a pony girl slave, Master.” She finally said.
The Master’s faced remained unmoved, turning to Alex he said.
“Think we can make a pony out of her?”
“She seems sturdy enough and she might be able to handle it. She had a good
start.” Alex said.
“True. I’ll give you a month to prove yourself worthy of being a pony girl Gina.
The training will be hard and if you fail, I will send you to a whorehouse
instead. At least then you can work off the price I paid for you. If you do well you’ll be a good pony within a month.”
“I will take no nonsense from you no matter how much you hurt if you fail three times to obey it will be the whorehouse for you. Three strikes and you are out.”
He chuckled at his own pun.
“Yes Master. I’ll obey Master.” Gina told him.
“Thank you Master.”
The Master gave her a smile and a path on her pussy. She would be a good pony girl, she was almost broken by the rape on the yacht. She was so scared that she had the right way to respond etc. down already. She would suffer dearly but in the end, she would make a good pony and breeder. If he decided to sell her at that point she would fetch five times what he had paid for her. The Master decided to do Tina next since she was the one most likely to resist. He wasn’t disappointed.
” Present udders.” He barked at her.
Tina didn’t make a move. She had decided the whorehouse was her chance to
escape. That is until the prod hit her with full force on her clit. At first, she felt nothing. Then her clit exploded in pain. The Master never missed his target even with skirt and panties on.
“AAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEE” Tina’s scream was deafening.
The pain was hard to describe. It felt like she had been hit by lighting and her clit was on fire being slowly cooked. Her whole body shook violently and she lost her balance and was dangling from her collar. She was struggling to find her footing again, when the second way of pain hit her clit. A thousand red ants would have felt better on her clit that the few drops of liquid that the prod had injected into her clit. The burning itching was unbearable. Her knees buckled again, and she couldn’t focus due to the pain. The pain ran through her body in waves and she screamed and screamed.
“AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEE.” Tina’s voice broke and she let out what sounded more
like a gurgle than a scream. Tina felt a prick in her neck. Alex had stepped up an injected a blocker so that Tina wouldn’t pass out. Tina would disobey no more. Once the worst effect wore off in about six hours, she would have lost her voice, but she would not suffer any permanent damage. Alex brought down two more chains from the ceiling and quickly attached a belt to Tina’s torso. She
attached a chain to either side and locked them in place. She released the chain from her collar and let Tina dance with both feet firmly on the ground but even if her knees buckled, she wouldn’t strangle on the collar. Tina tried to scream but her voice was gone all she could was to dance a pretty dance in her chains as wave after wave of pain went through her clit and body touching every nerve ending in her body. The shock waves would subside in about an hour but the burning pain in her clit would last for days.