'I will not tell you exactly when I am going to return; you will have to estimate that for yourself, I will tell you though it will be between two and four hours from now. Just so that I can ensure you will behave, you are to place an ice block between your legs as I did yesterday. I am aware of how long it will take to melt, and I will be able to tell if you have sped the process up.'

'Yes Master.' I answer him quietly. How am I going to tolerate that chair again, the dildo and the ice nearly sent me insane.

'Oh.. and by the way Sub, you may orgasm on the chair, I know it is hard for you to resist, but there is a penance for the amount of juice I find on that seat.'

'Yes Master.'

He turns and leaves me. Naked, wet with anticipation, shaking with trepidation.

The next two hours pass quickly as I tend to my chores about the house. There has been an accumulation of dust since we were gone, so I clean every bench top and ledge.

The sensation in my breast is changing. They are more sensitive that ever before and I feel that I am imagining, but I think that they have grown. They are still swollen; my nipples feel huge and tight under the bands.

I venture into the dungeon. The room is cold and dimly lit, there is space for a lot more equipment in here, and Master will purchase it over time, but for now it's the chair that will be my best friend.

I return to the kitchen, tentatively opening the freezer door I remove one of the blocks of Ice that Master has prepared. It is a perfect 2-inch cube; he made the tray for the water himself.

Back into the dungeon I proceed, I place the ice on the arm of the chair as I liberally lube the dildo. I tie the gag around my neck before turning and standing on the step. I lower my arse slowly onto the dildo. My arse hurts, the thing feels twice the size as yesterday, I have no idea if Master changes the dildos on the chair, but this was uncomfortable. My pussy was heating up already with anticipation. Once impaled, I lean forward to fasten the straps on my ankles. The dildo pushes deep inside and I groan loudly., Hurrying to finish I am gently rocking my hips up and down on the chair, bringing my pussy even more to life. Both legs are firmly strapped in place, and I reach for the ice. Lifting my arse slightly, I slide the frozen block between my legs, my body comes down onto it, pressing it inside my pussy.

I scream out with the sensation, quickly reaching my arms up and cuffing my left then right wrist into the cuffs. My legs strain against the straps and my arms immediately pull against the cuffs.

For the next.. one hour and twenty minutes, I endure the agony of the ice, the pain of the dildo and the ecstasy of orgasm after orgasm. My body rises up and plunges down on the intrusions, sending pulsating waves of sexual pleasure through me.

My mind is blurred, as if I have been flogged. My breathing is heavy and I am dribbling hard into the gag. I notice that my breasts are also damp, fluid seeping from them as yet another orgasm builds. The slowly melting ice has frozen my genitals; my clit is swollen beyond belief, and every move or tensing on my muscles cause irritation to it. I have no idea of time; I can only think about what is happening to my body.

I hear the door. He is home. I am waiting for him.

He enters the dungeon.

He smiles. Pleased with the sight of his Slave, tightly restrained by her own hands, tortured and teased also by her own hands. He knew she was learning from him, he knew she was truly submissive to him.

I am moaning into the gag, a steady stream of dribble cascades down my chest as my body still jerks and thrusts against the intruding dildo and freezing ice.

Master moves close to me still smiling. I moan to him, beg for release as he inspects my sorry state.

He fondles my breasts, they are swollen and tender, as he squeezes them from base to nipple, I can feel the nipples growing under his touch.

‘Well, well, well. You have impressed me Sub.'

He moves behind the chair and checks the timer attached to the handcuffs.

‘1hr 21 minutes and 43 seconds. Not too bad, not too bad at all.'

Still I moan at him, my senses have re ignited, my clit resting on the remainder of the ice is now pulsating. I move slightly, upwards on the dildo and down again as my arms and legs strain against their locks.

Master moves and squats in front if me, he reaches under and removes the ice. I sigh deeply with thanks as he drops it to the floor.

‘I see that you have cum.. This does not surprise me, but the amount of moisture that is visible to me shows that you have not yet achieved total control Jenny, and this is not pleasing.'

‘Mmmppphhh, I moan at him.' Pleading with him to remove the gag so I can explain.

He pushes his hand under me, fingers entering my frozen, wet pussy, feeling for my clit and rubbing it hard.

My head falls to the back of the chair.

‘It is very wet under there,' Shaking his head at me.

‘I will have to see to your punishment immediately.'

He unties my legs from the metal stirrups attached to the chair and applies the leather cuffs to each ankle.

He retrieves some rope, threads it through the cuffs and loops them through a ring above the head of the chair.

‘Noooo' I scream pathetically into the gag..

Pulling swiftly, my legs are hauled upwards towards my shoulders, driving my arse harder onto the dildo chair, impaling me even further.

My pussy is fully exposed, clit swollen and protruding clearly for Master.

Master leaves the room as I gasp for breath and the terror fills my body. This only fuels my sexual organs more and my pussy is moist yet again. The air on the frozen lips and clit send tingling sensations through me as I wait for his return.

He returns very soon, moves close to me and I feel a warm cloth wiping over my pussy. The feeling of blood returning to the area is calming, but the sight of the single tail whip in his hand is not.

I scream at him, squirm against my restraints hard as Master takes aim.

The first strike is across my arse cheeks, sending me bouncing on the dildo as my senses career into orbit.

Strike after strike hit me, I continue to flinch and wriggle for an eternity as he whips me, across my buttocks, up and down my pussy, the backs of my thighs, even the balls of my feet are whipped without respite.

Hundreds of cracking noises ring in my head, never able to anticipate when or where it will strike, no rhythm, no pattern, just random whipping of my body and I am totally powerless.

The screaming subsides, I breathe more lightly as I begin to fade as with the pain.

Just as I lose sense of where I am, the cold water brings me back to reality.

He has thrown a bucket full of water at me, stunning every nerve in my body to life again.

‘Stay with me… no fainting here, I want you to feel all of this Sub.'

He puts the whip down and moves close to me. I am shaking violently, the pain is intense and his soothing hand rubs my arse and legs to sooth it.

He talks quietly and calmly to me.

‘That's the girl. Take it all in Jenny, let the pain teach you how to please me. Let the pain remind you that I own you.'

‘Shhhhh. Relax Sub, relax and I will show you how much I love you.'

His hand moves across and back from side to side, caressing and massaging my buttocks, legs and feet.

Soon I am relaxed and he moves to my pussy lips. Gently inserting two fingers inside me as I moan into my gag. Slowly, gently he moves them in and out, slowly taking my mind back to pleasurable times, the rubs my clit gently, stimulating it with circular movements before inserting another finger.

I begin to move with him, my head is buzzing with pain and pleasure as he leans his face towards my reddened sex.

He kisses my pussy, licks the welts that he placed on me, nibbles on my clit forever as I journeyed into my own area of enjoyment.

My hips are moving, I realize that he is pulling my arse gently up and down on the dildo as he continued to suck on my pussy.

My breathing quickens, I begin to panic as the sensation grows. Tightening my muscles I try to prevent the feeling of the orgasm but it is building.

I struggle again, Master pushes his face harder into me, licking my clit hard, slurping on my juices whilst bouncing me on the dildo that impaled my arse.

‘Mmmm.'. I scream between pants.

Oh.. god… its coming…I scream in my head.

I tighten again, my toes, knees, thighs all squeeze hard as I try to move him away, my arms are pulling, jerking on the cuffs to signal to him to release me.

He pulls away and looks at me…

‘I am panting hard, the waves are almost on me and I struggle hard to stop them.

Without a word he reaches into his pants and removes a condom.

He unzips his pants, applies the condom to his erect cock and moves closer to me. I close my eyes and wait.

He plunges inside me, I feel his cock ram into the dildo, pressing it harder inside me and his cock squeezed hard onto my clit.

He fucks me hard, grunting as I piston on the dildo, breasts bouncing and breath grunting out of me as he has his way.

Faster and faster he fucks me, my orgasm is there again, this time I cannot stop it and as if he senses this, Master cums at the same time.

I scream into the gag and my body cramps as he explodes inside the shield that he wears.

My juices flow out of my pussy, stinging the welts as it pours down my arse onto the chair. He pumps hard to empty every last drop of himself into the condom..

I am limp.

Master regains his composure, removes the condom and discards it.

He releases my legs, arms and gag, and assists me from the chair.

We do not leave the dungeon however.

Master lays me on the massage table as he gets us both a drink from the kitchen.

While we sip our drinks, he props the top of the bed up so I am almost sitting and pushes my shoulders back against it.

I want you to relax here sub. We have work to do.

I relax on the bed. Master moves about the room, I can hear him moving a trolley around, unpacking boxes and clinking instruments.

My mind is wandering, my arse is sore and swollen, my pussy has thawed from the ice and is swollen from the fucking that he gave me.

Master moves beside me, he has wheeled the trolley beside the bed, there is a machine on it, tubes are protruding from the machine and Master attaches the familiar fluted glass ends to the tubes.

He places each tube against my nipples and instructs me to hold them.

He pulls me so that I am sitting upright, bending slightly forwards on the bed as he starts the machine in motion.

The suction on my breasts is immediate and intense. The fluted ends suck against my skin as my nipples are pulled out and into the tubing.

The machine pulls and relaxes on the nipples in a sucking motion as Master kneads the tops of my breasts.

There is no pain with this procedure, just immense pressure on each nipple as the machine pumps them.

A small amount of clear fluid oozes from my nipple, a slight drip as it drizzles down the glass into the bulb. My first breast milk gathers in the bulb, there is a tiny amount but Master is pleased.

After about ten minutes, Master shuts the machine off, removing the flutes from my nipples. The tiny amount of milk in each bulb is poured onto a spoon before Master tastes it. His face tells the story that this is not a sweet taste, but he is satisfied that we are making progress.

He smiles at me, patting my leg as he wheels the machine away to be cleaned.

My nipples are swollen and tender. I lay back on the bed and wait for him to return to me.

It is mid afternoon and I wonder what the rest of the day will bring for us.

Master finishes up with the machine and packs it away. I am dozing on the massage bed, exhausted for the day, drained of energy and feeling totally used as my position dictates.

‘Sub. Move up to the bedroom, we will shower together.'

‘Yes Master.'

I gingerly make my way up the stairs behind Master. I prepare the shower as he strips and we enter together.

The water stings my body, Master gently rubs the welts with shower oil before I wash his body.

We finish, leave the bathroom and enter the bedroom.

‘Lie on the bed on your stomach.'

I obey him immediately.

Master then oils my welts, gently massaging them and soothing my skin as I lay there. There are only a couple of areas that are still very tender. One across my buttocks, one on my thighs and one area across my pussy where the single tail cut a clear painful path.

When he finishes, we retire downstairs to prepare the evening meal.

Over dinner we discuss the milking process and what he wished to achieve.

‘You must use the machine three times a day from now on.'

‘Yes Master.'

‘I am pleased with the increased size of your breasts, we will go to town tomorrow and purchase new bras for you.'

‘Thank You Master.'

‘Think about some new clothes as well, you will need them for the cooler weather that we are getting.'

‘Yes Master.'

‘Jenny, I am prepared to modify the house rules during the winter months. You may dress when I am not present, but be naked in my presence at all times as before. That way you will not become ill.'

‘Yes Master.'

‘I also wish for you to masturbate yourself in my presence on command. This will help stimulate the milk. I want you to use this as a training exercise for yourself as well. At times I will command you to cum quickly, other times I will command you to hold on and wait to cum.'

‘Yes Master.'

‘There may also be times when I command you to orgasm in silence. This will be a real test for you Sub as you are rather loud, but you will obey me or be punished if I feel you do not try.'

‘Yes Master.'

I am looking forward to this. My training is stepping up all the time and I wish to please Master more and more. This will be hard, but I will do my best for him.

‘When you are producing more copious amounts of milk, I will have friends around to share you.'

‘Yes Master.'

I look down at the table. This does not please me, I only want to be touched by Master, but must obey him of course, Deep down I keep the feelings of dread to myself.

‘Something wrong Sub.'

‘No Master.' I answer him slowly.

‘Good, finish up here. I wish to check some things in my office before watching some TV. You will clean up, and kneel at my chair waiting for me.'

‘Yes Master.'

‘Oh, bring the clit chain too, have it in your mouth for me.'

‘Yes Master.'

I wash up and proceed as Master instructed. Collecting the clit chain from the dresser upstairs, I kneel at his chair and wait for him.

The house is warm the cozy rug warms my skin as I wait for Master.

I wait…

After what seems an eternity Master returns to the room. The open fire crackles in the background and Master places his favorite music cd into the player.

I am kneeling as instructed at his chair, the clit chain in my mouth, hands behind my back, legs spread.

He fetches himself a drink and sits in his chair without a word.

My body has recovered from the torture of today. It seems that the more torture I am given, the more I can withstand and my body returns to normal very quickly. I know this pleases Master as he can continue to train me as he wishes knowing that my recovery is swift.

‘Sub. Finger yourself but do not cum, when I feel you are stimulated, I will instruct you to place your fingers in your mouth.'

I obey, reaching down between my legs I feel my moist pussy welcome my fingers inside. I insert two fingers, pushing them lightly in and out, rubbing against my clit while the moisture builds up. Adding a third finger, I use my index finger from my other hand to press on my clit, rubbing it in a circular motion, while plunging the fingers deep inside me.

I begin to curl them up, reaching for my G Spot, groaning loudly with the chain dangling form my mouth.

My eyes are closed tight, I imagine that this is Master and the tension builds even more. I am rubbing hard, my clit is swelling and the sensations are building as I pump my fingers inside me.

‘Withdraw.'

I remove my hands, bring them straight to my mouth and put my fingers inside.

Master reaches down and feels between my legs. I jump as he presses my swollen clit and plunges his fingers deep inside me.

He removes the chain from my mouth as he speaks.

‘Lie on your back, legs up and apart.'

I obey. Laying down in front of him, legs upwards and wide apart.

Master reaches down, rubbing my clit again as the orgasm builds, quickly applying the chain to my swollen sex.

I groan loudly and squirm a little.

‘Still Sub or be punished.'

I am panting, lying there trying to be still, with my legs pointing to the roof, open wide and my clitoris clamped tightly, wanting to explode into orgasm.

Master sits back in his chair and sips his drink as I lay there as still as I can.

My legs begin to rock as they tire under the strain. They have been straight upwards for many minutes, my clit is now swollen and sore under the clamp, and my arms are gripping my hips trying to give relief to the weight that they are holding.

Master has the chain in his hand. He tugs it lightly and I gasp the air in.

‘Bend your knees, keep legs apart and masturbate again. Stop when I tell you.'