dia said I should post ch 2 of my story of her submission.  Of course the live show in 2 days will be the real thing......

Chapter 2

We led dia into the db set.  Cyd took her over to a corner with her exposed to the crew working setting up the live shoot.  Cyd put her blindfold back on.  The he pushed her down slowly until she was squatting.

"Keep your legs spread," he commanded.  Dia's bound arms pressed against the cool concrete walls.  Her clamped nipples pushed out into space.  As she spread her legs as ordered her shaved cunt was fully in view.

"And stay here until I'm ready," demanded Cyd.  The photographer took some pictures of the squatting dia with her legs spread and her tits and pussy on display.  She could hear the camera action.  Despite the developing stress in her leg muscles, she began to heat up knowing her body was on display and so exposed. 

While we waited for the show to start I walked over to dia.  She was moaning every once in a while from the tight bondage and deep squatting position.  A light sheen was forming as her muscular body began to feel the stress.  Her legs began to close a bit as she strained. 

Cyd glanced over and smiled as he watched me, Master22, helping to control dia before the live shoot.  

"Open those legs," I ordered.  She spread back open.  I took a small single-tail whip and snapped it once against the inside of dia's exposed thigh.  "I'll hit you every time your legs close," said Master 22.  I was enjoying pushing dia hard as her legs muscles strained. 

"We are preparing you dia.  Are you ready to perform for all the members?" I asked.  She nodded her head and then remembered her mantra.  "This cunt has come to entertain," dia said. "Please sir, this cunt has come to be used."

"There is one more thing to prepare you for your shoot dia."  I said.  I reached our and pulled on the chain connecting her nipple clamps.  She moaned as her big beautiful nipples were pulled forward.  Squatting as she was, dia could not move of of the wall to follow my pulling.  She could not relieve the pain radiating from her tits.

"We all know how much you dislike cum dia.  So you will suck me off now and taste my cum throughout your live shoot."

"No, please," dia begged.  Master 22 pulled hard again on her nipple clamps.   "Yes dia, you will obey," he demanded.  I hit her tits with the single tail -- once on each beautiful breast.  Dia moaned as each blow landed on her exposed body.  She tried to move back but was trapped in the corner against the hard concrete.  I hit dia across her tight belly.  "Should I whip your pussy  dia?" I asked softly.    She didn't answer at first so I pressed the handle of the whip against her cunt.  Her wide open legs had made her pussy lips spread too.

"You are wet, dia," I commented as the whip rubbed her pussy.  "Should I hit it?" I asked again.

"No please do not hit my pussy sir," answered dia.

"Then suck dia..."

I stood in front of the straining and bound dia.  She was blind folded still so she could not see be open my fly and pull out my hard cock.  I pressed it against her mouth.  Her mouth remained closed as I rubbed my precum across her lips.  "Why are you here dia?"

"This cunt has come to entertain," dia repeated, barely loud enough for me to hear. 

"Say it all dia my slave."

"This cunt has come to entertain.  Please sir, this cunt has come to be used." She said as my cock rubbed against her lips as she talked.  Dia was moaning and weeping silently, her chest rising and falling as she gasped.

Dia was being humiliated so much.  Even more than when Syd had after their wresting match.  Dia thought being ass fucked by Syd was the limit, but now being forced to suck cock in a room full of people was really pushing her limits.

"Open!"  She did.  I pushed my hardon deep into dia's mouth searching for her throat.  Again as she tried to move back her head could only go as far as the walls.  Her head nestled into the corner as I pressed in and out of dia's sweet mouth.    I kept fucking deep into dia's mouth enjoying both the knowledge that she could have wriggled out of the corner if she really wanted and the wonderful feel of her lips and tongue.  Dia performed her duties on my cock despite her negative feelings.  She remained still against the wall in the corner as I pounded harder and deeper into her mouth.  She was being used and she know it and enjoyed it.

I also was feeling the magic of dia's mouth as she worked my cock.  She was gasping and gagging but did not stop.  Drawling  onto her tits she worked to make me cum.  Dia did not want to taste my cum but she is a trained slave who performs as commanded.

I spurted into her mouth.  Again..   Again...  Dia sputtered and gagged but I pushed harder feeling the wonderful pleasure of her mouth and throat.  "Swallow," I grunted.   She did.  A mix of my cum and her drool bubbled out of her mouth over her face and dribbled onto her chest.  I rested in her mouth recovering from dia's blow job.  As I pulled out I also pulled her blindfold off.

Dia reddened as her eyes darted around the room seeing all the cast watching her performance.  Dia was humiliated that she had been made to perform before so many people.   Yet she could feel how hot she was.  Dia's pussy was very wet from the pain in her legs, from the pain in her nipples, from the force of the blow job, from the humiliation she felt.

"OK were, going live" shouted the crew.  I replaced the blindfold on dia.  But I did not clean her up.   She would go live with cum and drool drying on her face and body.

As the internet feed began Cyd came over to dia.  "Waddle over to the middle of the room," he directed.  He maneuvered dia by her hair as the blindfolded woman waddled from the corner into the middle of the room.  She moaned as her leg muscles began to scream.  She awkwardly movedInto the middle of the room both wanting and dreading the next few hours.. 

Cyd moved her between two upright metal pipes.  Then he attached a tight leather band around her neck.  This in turn was chained to the poles so she could not move sideways. Nor could dia lower herself so her knees could touch the ground without choking herself.   He then placed a strap around each of dia's legs, just above her knees.  These were pulled sideways and attached to the poles to keep her open and displayed.

Cyd removed dia's blindfold.  She looked in shock into a large mirror placed just behind the camera.  She could see herself held wide open on display.  She could feel the pain in her nipples and legs.  Dia was totally humiliated knowing her image was streaming out over the internet.

Cyd moved off to work his magic on charley chase today's other submissive.   This left dia to suffer in pain by herself, naked, sweating, bound and squatting.   She could taste Master 22's cum in her mouth as she struggled to remain squatting and not to fall and choke herself.  Dia watched herself in the mirror, looking at her straining and sweating figure exposed so cruelly.  She could only endure the stress as she listened to Cyd nearby working over charley chase.

After some time, which seemed like an hour or more to the suffering dia, Cyd finished with charley and returned to dia.  Dia was squatting with the pressure on her legs making her rock back and forth trying to find a position away from all her pain. 

Cyd took off one of dia's nipple clamps as she screamed in agony.  Then he rubbed and twisted her big nipple increasing the pain.  Dia wanted to safe-word but knew she had to be strong - for Cyd, for the members and for Master22.  Cyd opened the second clamp and she whimpered, her body shaking in pain.

"What did you agree to do for us today in Master 22's email, dia?"  asked Cyd.  Dia looked at him in a fog, lost in her suffering.  Cyd grabbed both her tender nipples and pulled them hard.  "Dia, what did you agree to!" he repeated.

Dia looked up comprehending his presence due to the pain in her tortured nipples.  "Answer me!" he demanded not letting go shaking her tits back and forth.

"I want to have a spanking, pussy clamps," she whispered, "and a zipper and the sauce." 

Cyd released her nipples and everyone could see her tits spring back against her chest.  Dia moaned out loud.  Also her legs were quivering from the stress and burning pain in her thighs from being in the squatting position for so long.

Cyd went and got some more stuff to torment dia.  He showed dia two large clamps.  "Where should these go dia?" he asked.  She looked at him in a fog of pain not answering.  Cyd smacked dia's tit, forward and then backhand.  She moaned and tried to pull back but her bound neck and spread legs did not let her move enough.  "They go on your pussy."

Cyd attached the clamps to dia's pussy lips.  She gasped as each clamp bit into her tender lips.  Then he pulled her open wide by tying the clamps to her toes.   She was spread open, her knees pulled open and now her pussy lips too.

Cyd now took some of the sauce and rubbed it on dia's spread and exposed pussy.  "This will give you something to think about besides the pain in your legs." he said. "This will begin to burn soon and will continue for quite a while."

Cyd moved off back to charley.  Leaving dia still squatting, her legs still quivering in pain, still exposed for all the members to see, and now feeling the pain of the pussy clamps, now feeling the growing itching of the sauce on her sensitive pussy.  Dia did not know how much longer she could endure all this.  Her senses were in overload.  She was in a painful and also sexual fog.

How long before Cyd came back again?

Chapter 3..   watching the live show and seeing dia's real suffering and humiliation ................

Edited by: master22 on Sep 18, 2008 6:52 PM