Taming a Tempest

Chapter 12

The next day, Tammy was missing from the class. When Tempest asked about her, the instructor replied that the pregnant girl had been shipped to her new home. Tempest was still fuming over being abused by Elke the night before and hearing that one of them had been ‘shipped' did nothing to improve her disposition. It was all so inhumane! She just wanted to scream!

But she didn't. She wanted to get off this island as quickly as she could. She would act like she was a good little slave until that time.

Her delusions about escaping were quickly fading away, though. She was starting to resign herself to the fact that her old life was gone forever and that she had started a new life as someone else's property. She didn't like it but that was the new reality. Elke had reminded her of that the night before.

Before Elke had started abusing her, Tempest had tried to engage in a discussion about how they would escape once they returned to Chicago. Elke cut her short and didn't want to even discuss it. She didn't want to hear another word about it. She reminded Tempest of the capsule and said she would rather be owned than dead. Tempest argued that they didn't even know for sure if the capsules even existed. They had searched each other's bodies and could not find any sign of an incision. But Elke was adamant. She would remain as a slave and would be the best slave she could be.

Tempest was beginning to realize that Elke was right. The sooner she accepted her fate, the better off she would be. It was just so hard to give up her freedom. Actually, her freedom had already been taken from her. But it was hard to give up the hope of freedom.

Tempest had been right the night before that anal would be the topic of today's instruction. She was pleasantly surprised, however, when the men did not appear in big-cocked waves like they had on the two previous days. Instead, after practicing with the rubber replicas for about an hour, five women arrived. Each wore a latex or leather cat suit and each had a strap-on dildo. These were long, but much more slender than the bludgeons that dangled from the men's crotches.

The five remaining girls were violated while kneeling, while standing and while bent over tables or benches. The women were gentle with the naked students and caressed and fondled their feminine charms as they pounded the dildos into their asses. Each girl received an orgasm with each of her anal lovers.

The last exercise was the most difficult and the most humiliating. The dildo women lay on their backs on the floor with their artificial cocks aimed upward. Each girl had to squat over the woman she was assigned to, facing the woman's head. Then the girl was expected to lower herself onto the plastic spear.

Tempest thought she would die of embarrassment as she supported herself over the dildo with her hands and feet. She was spread lewdly and she knew that, once again, her sex was wet with arousal. The woman would have a clear view of her swampy sex gaping open and Tempest was sure she would be viewed as a slut.

It was also embarrassing because she would have to look into the woman's face. With the previous anal penetrations, she had been facing away and did not have to endure the shame of being watched. Now, the woman would be able to see all of her facial expressions and she would see the woman watching her.

Finally, it was humiliating because she would be impaling herself. With all of the other impalements, the other woman would control everything. Now, she would be controlling the speed and depth of the penetration. It was almost as if she was being forced into endorsing the obscene activity by voluntarily sinking the fake cock into her bowels.

Her ass was already well lubricated from the previous fucks so that was not a problem. She lifted her head and sized up the dildo she was expected to ride. After each fuck, the women had changed dildos, donning progressively thicker ones each time. This one looked like it might be beyond what she could accept. She trembled slightly and then closed her eyes, trying to steel herself for the ordeal.

"What are you waiting for, Tempest?" chided the instructor. "I said begin."

"Yes, Mistress," chirped Tempest. Her cheeks blossomed with a fresh blush.

She slowly lowered herself. She felt the dildo bump against her bottom cheek and then felt the woman adjust it and position it so that, as she lowered herself further, it came into contact with her little pucker. She took a deep breath.

"You can do it, sweetie," said the woman below her. She felt fingers gliding over her slick petals as the woman encouraged her. "You're almost there."

Tempest lowered herself a little more and felt the thick tool pressing harder against her sphincter, trying to gain access. She lowered further and felt the dildo pushing harder, stretching her. She felt pain shooting through her body as the tight little hole was opened more and more. Finally, she cried out as the pain became too intense but it was at that moment that the monster broke through. She took another deep breath and then panted as she tried to adjust to the huge thing that was stretching her.

"Good girl," encouraged the woman with the dildo. She was slowly sliding two fingers into Tempest's overheated sex and occasionally brushing her thumb over the girl's clit. "Now let yourself down slowly."

"Oh god," muttered Tempest as she heard the words. She wasn't sure that the whole thing would fit. But she did continue to sink down on the shaft slowly, feeling it slice into her body. The stretching was over, thankfully. She was already past the thickest part. Now it was just a matter of letting the length of it invade her body.

The woman slipped a third finger into Tempest. Tempest blushed again as she felt her own juices running down from her sex, wetting her bottom. The woman twisted her hand back and forth, rotating her fingers inside the slavegirl. "Halfway there, precious girl. Keep going. You can do it."

"Half way?" thought Tempest. She felt packed full already. She wasn't sure she could do it. The woman helped her by curling her fingers inside of Tempest and pulling the girl downward as her other hand reached up and pushed down on her shoulder. Tempest groaned as she felt it move deeper into her but her arms were already feeling weak from supporting herself for so long. The woman did not move fast but she moved steadily. Tempest felt the log slowly but surely push deeper into her bowels until she was fully impaled. Once again, she started panting.

"Good girl," the woman said again. She pulled her fingers out of Tempest and used them to paint her juices onto her nipples. "Such a pretty kitty. When you are ready, you may begin moving again."

Tempest remained motionless and just panted. She looked down at the woman in disbelief of the situation. A week ago, she never would have done this. She wouldn't have believed it if someone told her that things like this happened. Here she was atop another woman with a huge dildo lodged in her bottom as the woman toyed with her sex and then rubbed her juices into her nipples. The woman stopped toying with the sensitive buds and lifted her fingers to Tempest's lips. Tempest didn't want to clean them but she knew what was expected of her and she obediently opened her mouth, letting the fingers push their way in. Then she used her tongue to bathe them and clean them.

After a minute, the woman prompted her again. "You should begin now, girl."

"Yes, Mistress," Tempest replied meekly. She adjusted her legs, tucking them beneath her so she was kneeling. Then she started her slow up and down motion, feeling every inch of progress that the dildo made deep inside her body.

"Lean forward, pet," said the woman. Tempest tilted her body forward and the dildo shifted inside of her, causing her belly to cramp. "Forward a little more."

Tempest groaned as the pain intensified even more as she leaned forward further. The woman tilted her head up and then propped her upper body up, resting on her elbows. She started licking the generous breasts that were dangling in front of her face as Tempest tried to adjust to the invader in her bowels.

The woman sucked the left nipple into her mouth and chewed on it, sending more pain through the captive girl's body but also sending erotic thrills through her. She shifted her head to capture the other nipple and more pain and pleasure coursed through her body. The woman seemed infatuated with the perfect breasts that she was feasting on. She would suckle the nipples and then draw as much breast flesh as she could into her mouth. Tempest could feel teeth raking along her breast as she withdrew from the hungry mouth until the teeth clamped down on the nipple, nipping at it.

"Lean back now, little one," the woman said. Tempest straightened up again. The whole time, she had been moving her hips, letting the dildo slide in and out of her, feeling the cramping each time it got deep. Now the cramping had stopped.

"Lean back, child," the woman repeated. Tempest leaned back further using her hands to prop herself up. "Good girl."

Her torso was now at a forty five degree angle, exposing her sex to the woman again. Again, the woman slipped fingers into her and again Tempest blushed as she realized how wet she was. Still, she kept her hips moving, fucking herself on the huge plastic cock.

The woman finally decided that it was time to give Tempest pleasure. The fingers started to toy with the slippery, distended clit, rolling it back and forth and pinching it and tugging on it. Tempest felt pain and pleasure mixing in her body again but at least the cramping had gone. The pleasure started to build and overshadow the pain and Tempest started panting again. Little soft moans escaped from her lips as the woman kept playing with the sensitive clit.

Finally, Tempest shuddered and groaned as her orgasm struck. The woman pinched the tender clit again, sending fresh pain through the girl's body and driving the orgasm higher. She shrieked as her climax hit another peak and then groaned. She started to come down from her climax but the woman pinched her clit again, this time using her fingernails. Tempest shrieked again but her orgasm went soaring again. She felt like her heart would pound itself right out of her chest as her body became a swirling hot mixture of pain and pleasure. And then, everything went black. She had fainted.