By Trice-Cummings

I found an a in the paper for a job, and it sounded to good to be true, it read: Females 21-45 wanted. Make up to 100K per year working a few days a week. Call for a appt, 555-2233. I called right away and the man told me how to get to the place. He wouldn't give me any information over the phone.

When I arrived at the large one story building it gave no clue to what it was. There was no name on the buildings front and I had to knock to be let in. A man led me down a hall and into a office. I sat on a bench by a desk for some time.

"Hi my name is Tommy... I own this place...You're inquiring about the job?"

I offered a hand as well as a smile. "Yes could you tell me what the job will initial."

He sat down behind the desk. "Well let me tell you a little about this place...It's a Dominate club. We have about 150 members and they enjoy to dominate women. It's membership only and the members are screened before able to join. Just nobody can walk off the street." I nodded my head to tell him that I was listening. This already sounded very interesting and exciting.

"The job runs from Friday morning to Sunday night each week. The right person or persons, I actually need three girls, will have to reside here from that time....Members come here to play out there fantasies. There's allot of S&M and we provide this service to our members....do you have any questions so far?"

I squirmed in my chair and I was sure he could see my excitement as I listened to him. " No not really" I said and he went on.

"This building house's the rooms in which we have set up for scenarios. We have three dungeons, Three bedrooms, Two large baths, and two medical rooms for those of our members that like to play doctor."

My breathing quickened as he talked about the rooms and I could feel my pelvis tingle as he went on. "Each weekend you will be given a room. You may have one master for the whole three days or many. You will be providing a service to these members. They will have total control over your body to a point....Each room is monitored by camera so that we can make sure that no true harm comes to my girls. There is also a way for you to let us know when and if the scenario has gone to far....Not one of my girls has ever had to use that feature as yet." He sat back in his chair and placed his hands behind his head in a proud fashion.

"This job is for special girls...just nobody can do it...and there will have to be adjustments and a training period to ensure that the applicant will be able to handle the job...questions?"

"And how much does the job pay...I think there was a typo in the paper?"

"No typo...We start our subs out at fifty grand a year plus tips....The better the sub you are the more you make....We have had girls that make even more than the paper said after just a few years of being here."

My mouth fell open, to have a three day job and to make that kind of money was insane to me. "Well...do I have to you know....have sex with them?"

"There is sex involved...but let me assure you that protection is provided and is strictly used....Most of our members though like to squirt there ejaculate onto there subs rather than in them."

I know my face flushed as he talked about some mans seed being dumped on me. My tingling in my pelvis became hot throbbing as I sat there. " What kind of training?"

"The training is very extensive...I have learned through the years not to put girls on the floor without it....it just doesn't work...In training your limits will be tested. You will need endurance to do this job. Some girls go out on the floor and don't get a break until it's time for them to leave Sunday night. They don't eat and only get water to drink. So the training has to reflect this type of stamina. Most girls don't even make it through training for good reason. I pay half the salary for the five day training sessions. You will be housed here for those five days....Part of the training is preparing your body to be a sub...certain modifications will be made... Most women put a halt to the interview right here." He sat and leaned over his desk and folded his hands together.

"We require your nipples and clit to be pierced." Is all he said. My body shook as I made a loud groan. This was to much, I wasn't sure that I would like that to happen, but I thought that once it was over it would be over and for the money he offered I could do it. I just nodded my head.

"Well I guess that can be done." I said.

"There's one other thing...every Thursday you will need to come in for waxing."

"Waxing...what do you mean?"

"We wax our subs of all body hair except face and head of course...you see we use allot of latex garments and the smoother the body the easier it is to dress into the latex." He looked at me as I took this in.

"So what do you think...would this be something that you want to try?"

I looked at him for a bit and nodded my head. "Ya I think I can do this and the pay seems to be right…sure… why not ?"

"Well alrighty then I will get my interview people in here and we can start the interview."

He left the room and I sat there. I could tell that I was wet between my legs just from listening to him talk about the job, I squirmed in my seat a little as I sat alone. The door opened and he along with two other men walked in along with a woman. He introduced me to each of them and we all stood looking at each other.

One man had a clip board and him and the others sat on the bench. looking at me from toe to head and then back down. Then the man with the clip board spoke.

"A big part of this job Mrs.. Bryan to be able to take orders....You may be called nasty names and told to do things that you would normally not have to do in a regular job interview."

I nodded my head as I stood there in front of these people.

"Ok strip yourself bare please."

I looked shocked at first then started to undress. I know my face blushed as I took my clothes of one piece at a time.

"Come on ...come on....get it off, we don't have all day." The woman yelled at me. I soon stood naked.

"Turn around, spread your legs, squat, bend over, open your bottom." Were the next orders that I was given and I performed each of them. My face blushed red as I was made to show these people my body parts. The people talked and wrote as I performed for them.

"Touch your nipples and make them erect slut." The woman said and I started to touch my nipples that already stood out some from the cool room.

"Lay down on the floor and part your legs bitch." The woman was starting to call me names and my face blushed more as I felt humiliated to be called such things.

"Stick your finger up your twat....play with yourself...more slut play more."

I laid there and they watched me as I had my finger in my own vagina playing with it. I was very wet and my finger sloshed around inside me. I was so embarrassed I wasn't sure I could go on. But the whole thing was making me quite aroused.

"Play with your ass hole bitch...fuck your own hole." I hesitated and she yelled at me to do it now. My finger felt my hole and I slipped it in. I didn't like doing it but it seemed that it made me more aroused, the feeling was funny and great at the same time.

"Play with your clit at the same time....do it NOW…"

My other hand reached for my clit and I started to massage it. I was now pushing my finger deeper into my butt hole and massaging my clit. I was starting to bring myself to orgasm and I blushed even more.

"STOP…" My hands stopped and held still. I could feel my anus pulse around my own finger as I was so close to orgasm. A low groan escaped me and I looked up almost panting.

"Open yourself and show us your naughty clit bitch." The woman said and I separated my lips so that my clit stood out. I was sure it was red and swollen as it felt hot. Each of them came over and peered down at it to see it's erectness.

I blushed even more as the men came over and saw my body struggle with its frustration to have orgasm. "Resume...your masturbating…" I started to massage my clit again and push my finger in and out of my anus until my head tossed back and forth and I orgasm. I laid there with my eyes closed feeling the rush of my efforts. When I opened my eyes I realized where I was. The men and women looked down and stared at me. I thought I would die as they had just seen me play myself into a frenzy.

"Get up on your hands and knees with your butt to us your naughty slut."

My body shook as I got up and got on my hands and knees and faced away from them. They started to whisper to each other as I kneeled there. Some time went by and the people behind me got up and left the room.

"You can dress now...we will be in touch." Tommy said as he too left the room. As I dressed I felt bad about what I had just done. I felt like I might have been used and that these people wouldn't call me for nothing. I wondered if it wasn't all a put on for there enjoyment. I left the building and went home. I was mad and extremely embarrass about what I just experienced.

I hadn't forgotten about the interview but tried to but it in the back of my mind. I went to my no end job and look around some more. The phone rang three days later.

"Mrs. Bryan, this is Tommy." My heart sank and I got flutters in my stomach.

"I would like you to start training three weeks from now...Are you still interested?"

"Oh yes...yes I am...when do you want me there?"

"Well I have a few more interviews to do...How much time do you need to give notice at your other job?"

"I wanted to tell him that I would quit tomorrow but I said two weeks."

"Good ok well I'm going to send you some forms to have filled out. Most of them are the regular stuff W-2's and so forth along with some insurance stuff. You will need to show a physical and a dental exam, those papers would be included...I hope that's not a problem?"

"Ahh..no not at all...I had a physical just a few months ago...will that do?"

"Just have the doctor sign off on it and we will except that." He said.

He told me when to come to the club and that I wouldn't need to bring anything. I was too excited to even sleep that night. I played with myself just thinking about the club.

On Monday morning three weeks later I showed up. There were about five of us in all. Us girls stood in a circle talking about the job and telling each other why we would go for such a thing.

"I think I'm going to love it I said. I am always out for new experiences."

"Well I sure hope so slut...because were going to make you really think about this one." A man came up to us. He held a clip board in his hand and called our names.

"Vicky?" He called and I raised my hand. Good...room number seven. Down the hall to the right. He nodded side ways with his head. I walked down the hall and found the room. I entered a medium size room that was crammed with stuff. There was a flat board table. Chains that hung from the ceiling there were numbers things hanging on the walls. And a small cot in the corner. There was a sink and a toilet as well.

My heart started to pound as I looked around at all the stuff. There were a set of cabinets over the sink. Just then a man walked into the room. He was big like a bouncer type but he was handsome as well. He stood over six feet towering over me and he had wavy brown hair.

"I'm Master Ben...I will be conducting your training for the next few days...I want you to be comfortable with me so I will tell you a little about myself."

He went on to tell me about where he was from that he was single and that he was a member as well as the trainer of the club. He told me of what he liked and disliked in his subs and that I would be trained in all aspects of submission.

"Allot of the training is around your stamina...you will be left for long periods of time restrained...I will feed you and let you drink and sleep when I see fit. During training you will have to endure being silent and sometimes gagged for long periods. I will prepare your body to take punishment. This will help when you get onto the floor. This is a long painful process and I expect you to do as I say. I will not abide with any non cooperation. You will call me Master Ben or Sir for the next five days. I will tell you what I'm going to do to you and why. You will be able to ask questions but only when I ask you if you have any. In all sense you will be mine to do with what I want .....Now strip for me."

I started to take off my clothes as he put down the clip board. I was able to look around more as I undressed. I could now see that each thing had many straps on it to tie me up and it made me tremble inside to think about being restrained.

When I was done he told me to place my clothes in a bag and he sat it by the door. He then brought a funny harness to me. " This is a gag. we use many different gags here, but this is a ball gag. It's inserted into your mouth and tied behind your head. He made me open my mouth and the ball widened it so that my teeth dug into the ball and it stretched the sides of my lips to slight pain. I reached up and felt it in my mouth when he turned away form me and I wasn't sure I liked it. He then brought over black leather restraints and placed them around my ankles and wrists. My body broke out into goose bumps as he did this. He told me that if whatever he was doing got too much I was to scream into my gag three times. he would then give me a break. He made me practice this so that he could hear what my screams would sound like if he heard them.

"Now I want you to lay on the table on your back." As I made my way onto the table he explained. "This is what I call the rack. You will be spending some time on this. I will be able to position you in many different ways to access your body parts." The table was big and I was sure that my body looked small on it. He told me that he was now going to restrain me to the tables top. Soon I was spread out tight. My arms way out to each corner so that I couldn't bring them back toward my body at all. My legs were straight out to each corner as well so that I was now stretched tight.

This made me feel scared but aroused at the same time. Master Ben had a calm voice and did as he said. He told me what he was doing and why each step of the way. He placed a signal leather strap around my waist and cinched it tight. It almost took my breath away as the leather seemed to almost cut into me. He then walked away and I tried to move my head to watch him, but with my arms stretched out so tight it hurt my neck and shoulder muscles to move.

"In training, your nipples need to be prepared. Many of our members like to play with subs nipples. They may take some abuse so we get them ready to take some of that. After this week your nipples will be quite callused you should keep them that way at home as well."

He came up beside me and took hold of my left breast and held it tight, almost squeezing it. There was little pain as I watched him play with my nipple to erection. He then brought over a small hand held brush and started to scrub my nipple hard. It didn't hurt at first but then my skin started to get tender as he continued to scrub it with the plastic bristles. After ten minutes or so it was now raw and I was crying. As this happened though he made me feel good inside and I could tell that my vaginal juices were creaming. He then picked up the other breast and did the same thing. When he was done they were both red and raw from the scrubbing and I thought they would never be the same again.

He then took hold of each one and squeezing my raw tit he explained that he would have to pull and tug on them. He started to lift each breast out and away from my body. It truly hurt but made me more and more aroused as well. This was new to me feeling both pain and pleasure. I would wine and cry in my gag as he pulled and tugged on my sore tits. I so wanted to touch myself as he did this I knew that if I had just a bit more stimulation that I could orgasm. But I was bound tight and couldn't move a inch. I watched on as he would pull my tits higher and higher making them stretch farther and farther. The pain went into me and down into my pelvis where is stirred within me. He then let my tits go and they stood out red and very erect.

"That will have to be done daily through your training." He said as he left my side. I closed my eyes as I laid there panting. When he came back he stood close to my hips. He now wore gloves as he touched between my legs. I almost came to orgasm right then as he told me that my little clit would have to take the same treatment.

I made a loud groan as he parted my lips to see my little clit that l knew was red and hot. He then brought the brush to it and started to scrub it gently. My body tightened and pumped out it's orgasm. He didn't seem to notice as each of my muscles tightened against there bonds. He continued to scrub and I orgasmed a few more times until my clit got raw as well. My body now laid in it's own sweat as it fought the pain that was in my aching groin. He scrubbed my clit until I was crying and sobbing. He then massaged it with two of his fingers pulling and tugging on it as well. My body orgasm a few more times until he was done.

I could hear him pull off his gloves and he explained that he was going to position me a little different. He went around the table and pulled on something. I could feel my arms start to move and a bar came up over my head raising my arms out over me so that they stretched up and out making a large V. My upper back arched a bit as the bar pulled on me and my head feel back so I was almost looking behind me. Pain shot through my shoulders until I could relax my muscles. I then felt my legs also being raised up so that they too made a big V . This caused pain to go through my hips. Not extreme but aching as my bottom was now lifted off the table just enough so that my weight hung from my wide legs.

I didn't like this position at all, I couldn't raise my head to see what her was doing. He talked in a gentle voice as he told me that he would now be scrubbing my vagina.

"Many members like to use lips clamps, clips or even clothes pins. I will be preparing your vagina to handle some of that pain." He said. I felt the brush between my legs and he started to scrub. It didn't take long for them to become tender then sore then raw. I cried and sobbed again as my body took the scrubbing and my pelvis screamed for release again. Just when I didn't think I could take anymore he stopped. My legs were then moved again so that I was now almost bent in two. My bottom jetted out from me and I could tell that I was open back there so that he could see my hole.

Once again he explained that this part of my body would be taking some type of abuse from the members and that it would need to be prepared as well.

"I will first start the stretching and then the scrubbing....your hole will need to be stretched wide. Our members like to use big dildos up here and I suggest that you keep your hole well open for your scenarios."

He explained to me that he was going to use some type of lube that would burn and sting me and this would help me to stretch. With my head still partly back I felt his gloved finger on my anus. it burned right away as he smeared some thing onto me. My hole pulsed and I grunted as I tried to push and open it to get air. It made me feel as if I had to go to the bathroom and he said this as I was thinking it.

"You're going to feel the urge to have a bowel movement...But don't...As a sub you will have to learn to control your body functions. Maybe holding your urine or bowel functions for long periods of time....Many subs give themselves enemas before there scenarios...even though large enemas are used here by members." He said as he globed the burning stuff onto my now scorching hole.

"I'm going to insert the balloon now." The insertion felt funny as the thing made it's way into my pained anus. I then heard a series of hissing pumps and I felt my hole start to widen. Just when I was about to scream the stretching stopped and I felt my hole beat around the object. This guy was good he knew exactly how much I could take and he didn't push it. After a few minutes of me wining I felt the thing deflate and blow up again. This time I was stretched a little wider and I was on the verge to scream again. This went on for a long time. The balloon would inflate stretching me just to my limit then stopping then a little more. As the burning subsided my body started to feel aroused once more.

I sighed relief when he pulled the thing out of me. I was starting to feel very uncomfortable hanging from my arms and legs. My shoulders and hips started to ache as the treatment went on. My anus was scorching after he scrubbed it raw and I wondered how much longer I had to take this. Master Ben then told me that my butt would take many spankings form different objects during most of the scenarios. He was now going to prepare me for this by rubbing my bottom with some lotion that would make my bottom feel red and hot.

For the next hour or so he smeared my bottom with the lotion and it did become hot and sore. I couldn't think that a spanking would make my bottom feel so painful. When he was done he told me that he was going to insert a plug into my butt so that my anus would stay stretched. I felt the large object invade me and it seemed like it hung out of my hole. My legs were then brought back up so they hung over me. I heard the door open then close.

I laid there for hours with my body hanging from my arms and legs. My extremities went from painful to numb. I tried to call out through my gag. I must have fallen to sleep a little because my body jerked a little as I heard the door open. I was so sore all over as Master Ben released me from the table. He helped me down and placed my hands behind my back and attached my wrists together. I was then led over to the toilet and he made me bend over so that he could take the thing from my butt. My bottom screamed as it touched the seat, but I was grateful to go.

He took the gag out of my mouth and let me have some water. I was then placed on the table again and this time laying on my belly strapped down tight. He made me set my head on my chin so that I looked in front of me. This was extremely uncomfortable as it pulled my neck muscles to have my arms so spread tight. I felt the hard wood on my raw nipples as he left the room. I was glad that the gag wasn't in place at that time.

The time crept by. I just laid there waiting for something to happen that never did. My chin and neck hurt and screamed to be positioned differently. Master Ben came back after I don't know how long and he massaged my bottom with more of the stinging lotion. I had no idea of time. The room stayed lit the whole time I was there. I would moan and cry sometimes enduring the silence and the pain from having to be in the same position for long periods.

I knew after five days of this three days would be a walk in the park. I continued to endure the long time alone hurting in all my muscles knowing that I would be paid good for taking this treatment. When Master Ben came back hours later he got me off the table once more. He allowed me to eat and potty. He then explained that he was going to hood me. This would place me in the dark and gagged. This time the gag went way down my throat and I couldn't see at all. I had to trust him to move me around the room. He stood me up and he raised my arms over my head. My wrist were bound together and now hung just over me. I jumped as I heard some loud clanking and my arms started to raise. My arms were pulled up and up as my body started to dangle. When it stopped I was only able to touch the floor with the very ball of my feet and my toes. My body hung from my arms in a painful way swaying a little from side to side. I heard the door open then close and I was left alone in darkness. After a long while I started to doze hanging there. my head would bob forward or back and my body would jerk awake and cause more pain in my arms and shoulders.

The stamina I thought...I had to have stamina...I would tell myself as I painfully hung there. Then I would doze again. This went on for almost to long. I didn't know if it was night time but I had a feeling it was. Finally when Master Ben did arrive he helped me down and to the toilet and then to the cot. My body ached as I laid there.

I was awoken way to soon and I felt as if I hadn't slept at all. Master Ben put me back on the rack and started to scrub my body parts once again. The process took a long time and I felt worn and beat. When he made it to my anus to stretch and scrub it I was crying all the time. I never screamed though as I took my treatments.

When he was done with everything that he had done before he told me that I would start enema therapy. He told me that I would be given a large enema and that it would have to be held to stretch my colon. Many members like to fill there subs up as punishment, he explained.

He let me off of the table and then placed a wooden block on it. He then made me get on the table with my pelvis over that block. My legs were then stretched out to each side and restrained. My arms were taken to each corner so that my upper body stretched over the table with me on my knees. The block held up my bottom and dug into my very low abdomen. Master Ben told me that he would insert a retention nozzle into my already sore rectum. He would then fill me up in timed intervals. I bit into my gag as he inserted the tube into my hole and I heard some hissing like with my stretching. I felt a deep fullness inside me that almost got painful. then there was some pulling as I felt something grow big on my outer anus. I groaned as I felt like I was being stretched from deep inside.

A gush of warm water or something flow into me and it felt soothing at first. I made a slight moan as my body relaxed. I had never had a enema before and it felt almost good. My wetness returned as I took in the water. The enjoyment was short lived as a cramp twisted me and I grunted. I could feel more pressure like I had to go to the bathroom but couldn't. I moaned a little and then heard the door open then close.

I was breathing hard as the water turned within me and soon my body started to hurt with the position I was in. Master Ben would come back after long periods and give me more and more water in me and soon my belly hung down from my body. This took hours and I would cringe as I heard the door open and Master Ben tell me that I would have to take more of the fluid inside me to stretch my colon. I felt my skin on my belly was now taunt as I received even more and I was now panting and grunting with each breath as the pressure was almost unbearable.

I cried out through my gag that I had to go pee but my calls went unheard. With the mass amount of fluid I held, my bladder couldn't and I was soon peeing onto the table. Master Ben was very upset with me for that and said that on punishment day I would pay for my inability to control myself. He got me up from the table and made me kneel in the corner of the room. I sobbed as I saw my extended belly slosh around as I moved. I felt like I had a ton of water in me. I looked into the corner as Master Ben said and I wondered if I would be able to do this. My body hurt and I was tired and just wanted relief and sleep. When Master Ben was done cleaning the table. he took me to the toilet and pulled the thing from my bottom. I blushed as he watched me expel the mass amount of water that was in me. I could tell is demeanor was changing. He was starting to call me slut, maggot and bitch. Even his voice was having more authority as the session went on. I was placed back on the table and was slowly filled up again with the mass amount of water. Hours went by with him coming in and draining more and more water into me until I was again bolted and full. I had a bad taste in my mouth, almost like lye, or soap or something.

I endured the long enema treatments and I was then fed and told to go to the bathroom. Master Bed then introduced me to nipple and clit clamps and placed them on my already tender body parts. The hood was put back on my head and I was stood up and stretched with my arms over my head again. after the long night of me hanging I was exhausted and crying. I didn't think I could take another day like I had just did. Master Ben let me sleep for a short time then I was back on the table getting scrubbed. My body parts were screaming as he abused them. The orgasms didn't come as frequently as he scrubbed me and I felt worn out and starting to fatigue.

I hesitated to get on the table for my enema and Master Ben yelled at me. I broke down and sobbed and just stood there. My emotions were a mess and he man handled me onto the table. When I was filled he made me get into the corner. I had the hood on along with nipple and clit clamps. I was restrained with my face between the two walls. I kneeled there for a long time until my knees were sore and hurt. I couldn't doze in this position and my tummy felt so tight as it hung down below me. I think I stayed there through the night but I wasn't sure if it was night day or what. When Master Ben came back he let me expel, as he called it, and eat and I was given permission to lay down on the cot.

When I was awoke I felt better like I had gotten enough sleep. Master Ben led me out of that room. How long had I been in there I wondered. I was taken down a hall and led into another room. I gasped as I looked around. It looked like a delivery room with a big table that had big rods that would hold my knees with molded plastic and then a molded plastic hung farther out from the table to place my feet. The whole thing had straps hanging off of it.

My eyes teared as Master Ben led me to the end of the table. I had to mount a small stool to help me get up and sit on the tables end. He talked bad to me as he made me lay back and he fitted my feet into the hideous stirrups. My bottom was off the padded table and hung wide out and stretched as my legs were pulled to each side to fit into the stirrups. Pain shot through my hips as Master Ben explained that this was exactly like the table they use in the medical scenarios. My body heaved with my sobs as Master Bend strapped me tightly down to the table from my feet to my head. I was totally immobile.

He then started the ritual of scrubbing my breast. They were so sore and I cried out as he worked. I had no gag on but I couldn't see much with my head strapped to the tables top. When he was done scrubbing I waited for him to pinch and pull my sore tits but he didn't, instead he reached up and pulled on a metal bar that was over head. I could see a stretchy cord pull down as well, It looked like a bungy. I then felt two clips dig into my sore nipples and the bar was let go. I cried out as I felt and then by looking down could see my breast being pulled up by the bar. They were now in a constant state of stretching, the cord trying to recoil back to it's original shape.

Master Ben ignored my cry and continued to work on my clit, vagina, and then stretching my anus. I was in constant sobbing as he now scrubbed my ass hole. A few times I was ready to call it quits and say it's not worth it let me up. But I was able to search deep and think about the money that I was going to make.

Master Ben then got the first of my enema's ready. He explained that He was going to use a special tube so that he could pump the enema into me. This way he would be able to force the fluid in when I had filled, stretching my colon even more. I took the first of the two enemas alright but when I heard him make the third I cried. With my tit's stretched out I took on more and more fluid. He then left me and let me lay there with a balloon at my anus and a tube hanging from me. My tits still stretching upward to the ceiling. Once I started to relax a bit I was able to sleep some. I would then get very uncomfortable as Master Ben would come in and give me more fluid to hold then leave. It seemed just when my body started to get used to it's fluid he would come in and give me more. I would just gulp in air and try and relax as he did this.

After a few hours or so of laying there my legs started to fall asleep. I hated doctors offices as they were but this table was the worst. This time Master Ben didn't let me up to expel. He let the fluid in me drain out through the tube. I sighed a few times as the pressure in me subsided.

"Slut you will need to pee soon...I can't have you urinating all over the exam room...I will have to put a tube in your bladder so that you can urinate into a bag....slut wont even to control her own body functions."

"NOOO...OHHHH...NOOO...WHAT are you going to do?" But Master Ben didn't say anything. He parted my sore vaginal lips wide and I felt the sudden painful urge to go pee. I could feel something being forced into my pee hole and I cried out. My bladder then felt like it was emptying as I felt the urgent need to pee allot. The urge didn't go away as my bottom was starting to fill again. This went on and on as I laid in the stirrups. I felt like I had been there for a week. I would be filled to over composite then drained. My pee hole would fight against the strange urge to pee all the time, and my tits and breast hurt from the constant pull the cord had on them.

When I fell to sleep I would have bad dreams about being pregnant and not able to get the baby out. I would wake myself up with my own screams and words " I Can't...I can't do it ...please don't make me" I would hear myself say. I really don't know how long I was on that table....Two days...three...I wasn't sure. This time when Master Ben came back he talked a little calmer.

"You have done well getting through your training....today is punishment day... If you pass that...you will be able to work here at the Dom Club." He talked as he let me up from the table. He had to hold and steady me as my legs couldn't function at first. He let me eat and talked to me a bit.

"So what was the hardest thing for you to take?"

"That table I said nodding to the stirrups."

"Well your punishment will be moderate...Remember though that you are here for the members pleasure...you may have things done to you that are very uncomfortable...and may even hurt....Me saying that this punishment will be moderate is truly what I mean. Some members will really give it to you."

I was taken down a hall and led in. There were allot of people there to witness our punishment. Only one other girl made it through training. That was Lisa she was a nice looking timid type girl. I would have never thought she would make it.

In the middle of the room was a funny looking table. Lisa was to go first, and I sat by Master Ben. I felt allot better now that my body didn't hurt as much. My nipples though had scabs on them where they had been trained. I watched as Lisa's Master placed some nipple clamps onto her swollen scabbed breast. She winced as this was done. A chain went from one to the other and just hung down a bit between her two breast. In the middle of that chain was another chain that hung loose down by her shaved pelvis.

I looked around to see some women and the men were the same one's that I had seen at my interview. Lisa was led to the funny low table that had a place for her head and then a wide space and a placed that she leaned over. She was knelling on the hard floor. The chain now hung from her and her bottom was well in the air. Her Master placed her head so that it laid on it's chin and strapped her head down. He opened a curtain and behind it was a mirror. She looked into the mirror at her upright bottom. her back slightly arched. Her Master made her spread her legs out and he attached her restraints to metal thing tin the floor. I could now see that her knees barley touched. He reached between her legs and I saw her wince again and moan as he placed a clip on her clit, under the thing she was over.

He then moved to a door and opened it and rolled out a pole with a huge bag on it. I could see Lisa's breast hanging down from her body. In fact I was in position to see the whole thing. The Master brought a large hard nozzle to her and Lisa watched as it disappeared behind her. He pushed it into her with firm pressure and she cried a little as the huge nozzle disappeared into her hole.

Lisa took the first quarter of the bag, but soon she was whimpering as her belly inflated. I could see from under her the chains start to tighten and her face scrunched up and she started to sob. She tried to move against her bonds but couldn't as the large bag got smaller and her belly got bigger and pulled her little tits and clit.

"OH Mama...Oh mama." She cried out as the last of the enema went in her.

"Your mama's can't help you now you slutty bitch." Her Master said to her.

"Now, you hold your enema...slut....hold that punishment firm...don't let a drop escape or you will be severely punished." He said as he took the nozzle out of Lisa's bottom. I could see her struggle to hold the massive amount of water in her as her Master started to spank her bottom with a large round paddle. her butt cheeks turned bright red as her master spanked her.

"You're leaking bitch...you're getting my floor all wet." He said to her and she sobbed and cried as she tried to hold the fluid. He continued to swat her until her bottom went bright red to deep red. He continued to tell her to hold her leaking enema.

"I CAN'T...I CAN'T HOLD IT ANYMORE…" She screamed out with her chin to the table.

"You can and will you...maggot…" He master then took hold of a leather strop and started to land it on Lisa's behind. My body ached just watching her. The leather left some welt lines across her bottom as her Master called her names and told her to hold. The whole thing went on for about a hour as the puddle under Lisa grew. I looked at my master for something and I whispered to him.

"I won't be able to hold that either I don't think."

"You're not suppose to." Is all he said.

Lisa was released from the table and led out the door. Everyone clapped as she got up. I was so frightened as I was clamped and led to the table. I got the same as Lisa plus some my master said for peeing on his table which he told the hole room that I couldn't control myself. For that incident I got the cane across my back side five times. I had never felt such pain in all my life as that cane hitting me and the shock going through my full belly and into every part of my body. When the last stroke was cast on me I orgasm. I orgasm so hard that I thought I wouldn't be able to stand.

When I got home I slept but from there on I was ok...I made sure that I rubbed a starched towel over my breast to keep them callused and hard and I would wear a butt plug at night to keep my hole stretched. Thursday I used my key to get into the building. I was told where to go and went down the hall. When I walked into the room there was four girls there. Men were waxing there legs and arms and stuff. There were table with small stirrups on them.

"Hey...you must be Vicky...I'm Kalin...I'm your waxer for the day." he led me to a table and after getting undressed he started with my arms. he then did my back and down the back of my legs. I watched as the other women got there waxing as well. Kalin talked to me and said that I couldn't shave anymore...I would only get waxed every week. When I asked why he said for waxing to work I needed hair to grow back.

"OH Shit David..." I heard one girl scream. I looked over to see her feet in the stirrups. The man was putting wax on her then the cloth. He ripped it from her and she grunted.

"You're not going to wax my pubic area are you?" I said with wide eyes.

"Yeppers ....the whole body."

Other women would grunt and moan as they got there pubis waxed. One girl looked at me.

"Don't worry sweetie after a few weeks it's just part of the job." She grunted as the guy between her legs ripped the clothe from her and took her small nubs with it. I watched more as the girl got on her chest and knees and pulled her cheeks back so that the hair around her anus could be waxed. He hissed in air and frowned as he ripped the clothe from her.

" See not bad at all....The first time is the worst because you have so much hair down there" She said as she held position for the treatment.

David first took sheers to my pubic hair as I laid in the stirrups. He then smoothed on the wax on one side of the top of my mound. He rubbed it there and I started to get hot with his touching. He then ripped the thing from me and I screamed out and rolled out of the stirrups to my side reaching for my crotch.

"OWE...Damn...go...ugh." I said as I rolled around out of the stirrups and onto my side Everyone in the room laughed except Lisa...she came in a while after me and she watched with wide eyes.

"Does Vicky need to be restrained so I can wax her pussy ?" David said in a childish way.

"Oh come on David...you should of known better."

David smiled as he went around and restrained me to the table.

"After a few weeks you won't be needing these." He said. I felt like the brunt of there joke and I guess I was because when it came time for Lisa's waxing the man restrained her. We were now both yelling as the hair was ripped from our bodies.

I enjoyed my days as a sub. I knew why it was only for three days a week though. By Sunday night I would fall into bed and sleep through Monday. The waxing took almost half day and so it was more than just three. The training was the hardest part I think but like Tommy said for good reason. Sometimes I would have five or six clients for three days. This would give me a break in between but if I had just one or two it was allot harder.

I loved most of the scenarios except could never get used to the exam room. I hated the stirrups and the way the men would look into my privacy. They would push tubes in me and give me enema's and make me expel them in front of them and sometimes pee as well. I really disliked the tube that some just loved to push up my pee hole. But for the most part it was fun and I would have orgasm after orgasm.

Most of the men would shoot there wad on my face, or breast or ass, There favorite hole was my bottom. Most of them liked to take there subs in there bottoms...I never knew why...must be a guy thing. I made good money and paid good taxes as well and I saw allot of women come and go. I loved it and stayed until I reached the age....Tommy didn't like his subs over the age of forty five...but he was good at helping us girls invest our money and retire if we stayed long enough. So now I'm retired at the age of forty six. I do some work once in a while for Tommy like interviews or waxing but for the most part I put in my time and hundreds of thousands of orgasms.