The Conquest Chapter 4

One week later

When he goes downstairs he notices that Becki is quiet. He approaches the cage concerned that something could be wrong. As he gets closer to the cage, he sees that she is awake but quiet for the first time since he took control of her body. He smiles as he unlocks the cage, steps back as she crawls out and kneels at his feet. She looks up at him with fear filled eyes. He places her bowls on the floor in front of her, stepping back to allow her to eat. He had even added some extra meat in her stew as a reward for her behavior over the last few days.

Once she finished eating, he pulled her up and took her to the corner where the shower head was. He attached chains to her collar which kept her from moving away from the water knowing she was not going to appreciate what was coming. He reaches over and turns the handle, causing the cold water to flow from the shower head over her body. He begins to scrub her body with a loufah and soap, getting every nook and cranny clean. He even washes her hair enjoying being able to manhandle her body. Once she is clean, he unhooks the chains and takes her over to the chains in the middle of the room, hooking her wrists in the cuffs and raising the chain. He adds the ankle restraints pulling her into his favorite position, an X. He adds the nipple clamps and labia clamps, then heads back upstairs as he hears the door bell.

Running up the stairs and moving to the front door, he opens the door and greets his friend.

"Thanks for coming and doing this favor for me. Remember, do not speak to the bitch, she has no say in what is about to happen."

"Yes Sir, I understand. We are doing a total of 5 piercings, correct?" the young man says.

"Exactly... nipples, labia and septum." He states. "She is waiting for us in the basement, let's go."

They head down the stairs, the young man's eyes widening as he takes in the entire room but especially the nude slut hanging in the middle of the room. He begins to set up his tools near the slave then looks over the canvas he will be working on. As he walks around the woman, he runs his hand over her hips, turns toward his friend saying "You know, she would look really good with your mark of ownership right here on her hip."

"Oh, I plan on doing that in the future. I need the piercings done first as I am still thinking about how I want to mark her, and what the design will be. I will say I am leaning towards branding as that is permanent."

"Yes Sir."

The young man pulls the labia clamps off quickly, laughing as the woman cries out in pain. He then places the piercing clamps in place, picks up the needle and pushes it through her skin, threading the ring and locking it. He repeats the process with her other labia, then removes the clamps. He tugs on the rings to make sure they are secure. She moans in pain with the movement. He then stands up and takes her chin in his hand, moving her face so he can check out her septum.

"How big of a ring do you want in her septum? We can go with a small one that won't be as noticeable when out in public, or a larger one that will allow you to attach a leash to it and direct her where you want her to go."

"The large one, I believe. I don't expect her to be out in public much. My ultimate plan is to move out to my country estate and add her to my slaves there."

She screams hearing his plans for her. "You are crazy, you cannot keep me locked up forever!"

Angrily, he grabs her hair pulling her head back and speaking very softly in her ear - "You will be punished for speaking, but not until our guest is finished with his job." Go ahead and do what you need to do. I will hold her head still for you so it is completed properly."

The piercer selects a large ring and proceeds to add it to her septum, ignoring her tears. He then looks over her nipples to see exactly where to place the rings. He places the clamps where he needs them, picks up the needle and evilly holds it up so she can see it. Slowly he pushes the needle through her nipple, grinning as he hears her scream. He adds the ring, and sadistically solders the ring closed. Turning to her other nipple, he repeats the process. Stepping back, he looks over his handiwork with a smile.

"Does that meet with your approval, Sir? The young man asks.

"Yes it does, I am going to enjoy torturing her with those rings. Now, I must punish her. You are welcome to stay and watch if you wish, but understand her punishments are not for the faint of heart."

"With your permission, I would love to watch how a real Master punishes his slave. Thank you Sir"

"Very well, pack up your things and settle down in that chair over by the wall." He then walks over to the table and picks up the single tail whip. He moves to his slave, showing her the whip.

"Bitch, you remember why you are being punished?"

She stares at him defiantly, refusing to answer his question.

"Fine, you want to be stubborn and not answer the question, I will have to add that infraction to your punishment."

He moves behind her and flicks the whip to test his distance from the target, her shaking body. He begins to throw the whip with all his power. She takes two strikes before she finally begins to scream in pain. He continues to whip her, leaving marks up and down her back and thighs. Once he has her back marked to his satisfaction, he moves around to her front and begins to whip her again. Occasionally, he will hit her newly installed rings causing even more pain. Once he is happy with the amount of marks on her body he puts the whip down and motions to the piercer to follow him up the stairs.

Becki hangs in the chains sobbing, her body covered in whip marks and her tits, nose and pussy throbbing in pain from the piercings.