Wheel of Torture FOR HER

Slave must put on her Sunday best for church.

In front of the entire congregation, Master bends her over the pulpit, raises her skirt and pulls down her knickers (presenting her round, ripe bottom to the local gentry.)

He gives her twenty firm lashes with a whicker cane. With her bare bottom thus exposed (and covered with painful red stripes) she must then take the collection plate around and ask for donations from the stunned congregation.

Master strips Slave absolutely naked, sprays her down with potent monkey pheromones and throws her into the gorilla enclosure at the local zoo.

A local team of anthropologists films what happens next for the National Geographic channel.

Master collects the messy, exhausted Slave the following morning.

Master dresses Slave in the tiniest short skirt (barely covers her rump) and slinkiest tank-top (lots of cleavage) with a pair of knee high ‘F-me’ boots and, of course, no knickers or bra.

At the greasiest, sleaziest local dive bar, he stands her on the table and holds an impromptu auction.

The three highest bidders (out of the dozens of rough, tough, tattooed bikers in the bar) are allowed to take her ‘out back’ for two hours.

Slave must willingly submit to whatever they desire.

I love the idea of the Wheel of Torture! But I would probably not dare doing so etreme ways of torture... I'm too much of a prude I guess. Though I was actually thinking of putting in some BDSM-scenes in my novel as well.

One way of torturing her might be using ropes of some kind.... Tie her up somewhere and let anyone who want punish her as they find suitable.

Or invite another male. Could be fun if one man spanks her while she gives the other a blow-job. If she hurts him accidentally because of the spanking, well, tough luck, that's going to be one punished girl, with a butt burning red and impossible to sit on for days.

Those things are at least some things that I'm thinking for my novel.

tiny clamps (or clothes pins) on sensitive areas. A spanking via a belt. Being kept sans clothes for an extended amount of time. Confinement in a cage when not serving for a set amount of time.

Charles R. Brentner

"Tie her up somewhere and let anyone who want punish her as they find suitable."

Ohh! I'm liking that.

Master takes Slave down to the rough end of town (on the wrong side of the tracks) and leaves her blindfolded and chained to a lamp-post outside the rough biker bar we mentioned earlier. Slave is dressed in stockings, suspenders and lacy bra - but no panties, of course.

Master sits in the car, parked across the street. Drinks coffee and videotapes the results.

Master sends slave off to work in a "hair shirt" bra and panties.

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Over said panties is a chasity belt.
Possible vibrator being held in place by panties.

Slave not allowed to orgasm until Master allows. MANY hours later.

Vibrator controlled remotely. Or like a pager. Dial a number and it runs for a set time.

Madness takes it's toll, Please have exact change.
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04, 06 winner.

I thought I'd add something for today...

How about the naughty slave getting punished by having to answer the front door naked - and when the pizza delivery boy comes, give him an enthusiastic 'tip' on her knees?

Or if Master is particually upper-crust...

On a particually cold and windswept night, Master strips Slave naked and locks her in the hunting kennels, with the twenty big bloodhounds. She's to spend the night there.

Make of it what you will - at the very least, she'll have to sleep curled up in the pile of big, shaggy, smelly, hairy, licky dogs...

Not really the same if Master doesn't have his own ensuite kennels...

If Master's invited the lads around for a high-stakes poker game...

Slave has to stand by his side, dressed in a black silk negligee and blindfolded.

Master will be betting with 'services' performed by his obediant slave.

A $20 chip is worth a blowjob.
$50 is worth sex.
$100 for sex with the 'no holes barred' rule in effect.

At the end of the evening, when all losses are counted up, Slave must obediantly and enthusiasticly perform all required duties until Master's debts are paid.

How about if she has to sleep at the foot of his bed in the nude with a single thin blanket and a pillow (her bed) while chained to the bedpost so that she has to use a chamberpot (for obvious needs) if she wakes during the night. She of course would have to empty and clean it first thing the next day.

Charles R. Brentner

lol I have almost the exact same thing in one of my WIP, except it's pretty much anyone who wants her, not just highest bidders...

I loooove some of these ideas! They are a little too intense for the story I'll do for NaNo, but for my current WIP I think I'll be stealing some ideas from this thread. *evil laugh*

Heather

Some people hear voices.. Some see invisible people.. Others have no imagination whatsoever.

Since Little Slave Kitty has definately set the bar on this one...what if the Wheel of Torture was, as the first post suggests, a religious absolvement of sin. The entire congregation is in on this and the "sinner" must be secured to the wheel. I even like the ideas of the auction, the poker game, etc. Perhaps, the "Elders" of this church could be the one's that must decide the pentinence this little sinner must pay. Her master is briefed on the suggestions and he must decide. Of course, this could cause either an emotional or physical disagreement with the congregation....

Definately some ideas that could be worked out.

Keep 'em coming Little Slave Kitty....or shoot a PM.

I'm loving your work!

Today the wheel of torture has landed on a new avenue of agony.

Poor Slave is whisked off to a sleazy tattoo and peircing parlour in the rough end of town.

Master starts off with a pair of silver rings through her little pink nipples. Then maybe another through her labia. Then Master advises her to thank the parlour owner with a VERY sloppy and enthusiastic blowjob or else he'll have him tattoo 'Cumslut' in large letters across the small of her back.

So Master is in a generous mood.

He's willing to gamble today's spin on the Wheel of Torture. The bet is, Slave can't wriggle through the new doggy-flap on the back door. It's wide enough for a collie. She should fit, right?

Unfortunately not - and stuck half way isn't a very fun experience. Poor little Slave's front half is poking through into the kitchen, while her hips, bottom and legs are hanging out into the yard. She can't go forward and she can't go back.

Master's not completely heartless, though. He'll grease her up and push her through. First thing to do is yank down her jeans and panties and...

Oh dear! Now she's totally naked from the waist down, with her beautiful round bottom poking out of the doggy-flap, Master realises he's got no grease.

Not to worry. He'll drive down to Home Depot to get some. It shouldn't take him more than half an hour or so - and so she doesn't burn in the sun, Master's even considerate enough to slather her round, ripe rump with coco-scented suntan oil, plus her thighs and legs.

So leaving her back half glistening, naked and helpless, he swings open the gate, jumps in his truck and heads down to Home Depot.

Poor Slave squirms and wiggles, but can't get out. And what's that creaking?

It sounds like Master left the gate open.

And that panting? And the clacking of claws on concrete?

Slave suddenly realises that next door's doberman has come running into the back yard, attracted by the chocolatly cocoa-butter suntan lotion.

You can imagine the rest...

Last one for today...

Slave has been particually naughty this evening, so Master dresses her in a tiny lace teddy and drives her down to the local sheriff's office.

It's mayhem down there, of course. A fight at the local biker bar (which we're already familiar with) has broken out and the drunk-tank/bull pen is heaving with frustrated, testosterone (and beer) filled bikers.

In return for certain legal favours, Master agrees to defuse the situation - by ordering Slave to enter the cell and locking the door behind her. She won't be allowed out until she's calmed down the entire lot of them - with her fingers, lips and any other orafice they deign to plunder.

Last one for today...

Slave has been particually naughty this evening, so Master dresses her in a tiny lace teddy and drives her down to the local sheriff's office.

It's mayhem down there, of course. A fight at the local biker bar (which we're already familiar with) has broken out and the drunk-tank/bull pen is heaving with frustrated, testosterone (and beer) filled bikers.

In return for certain legal favours, Master agrees to defuse the situation - by ordering Slave to enter the cell and locking the door behind her. She won't be allowed out until she's calmed down the entire lot of them - with her fingers, lips and any other orafice they deign to plunder.

*winks at you* I really like the way your mind works! lol I've never written any beastality before, but I read it, and now I want to incorperate some into my novel..... *thinks*

One that I'm planning on including in my NaNo novel:
slave takes horseback riding lessons twice weekly, and Mistress works at the stable. Mistress decides to make the lesson a little more.... interesting.... one day by having slave wear a harness trapping a dildo inside of her, and the lesson consists of lots of trotting and jumping and things that make her bounce around a lot.

Heather

Some people hear voices.. Some see invisible people.. Others have no imagination whatsoever.

My, my, what deviant little tortures are in store for our Heroine! I can practically hear the ideas flowing from the NaNo Eroto authors.

How about our little Slave spins the wheel and it lands on "Wild Card". She is then offered her choice of 3 fiendish tortures as punishment. 1. Medical punishment requiring a thorough cleansing (if you catch my drift) while undergoing the water "procedure" under the watchful eye of the "Doctor". 2. Being used by a trio of Masters-in-training and the day's lesson covers how to use all the toys in the toy chest in the well-appointed dungeon; and 3. Clips, clamps, chains, straps, and oh, my, oh my, is that a F-I-S-T?

I actually wrote a story about this one once.

Master accepts a suitcase of cash from a mysterious Japanese businessman in return for helping him pick the candidate he should promote to Vice President.

Japanese people apparently rate virility very highly, so the most 'virile' candidate will be given the promotion.

The virility is to be proven through Slave.

She's preened, pampered and powdered and splayed out on a big bed in the Bridal Suite of her local luxury hotel. Then the six, ten or twelve Japanese executives arive, shrug off their armarni suits and proceed to halve their wicked ways with her.

Slave enjoys/endures unprotected sex with each of these men in turn (or sometimes at the same time) until each of them has spurted into her at least once (extra points to the ones who managed it a second or even a third time.)

A sticky, slimy Slave is then roughly trussed up with her hips in the air so 'gravity does it's work.'

Five or six weeks later, when the pregnancy test comes up with that little smily face, a quick DNA test will reveal which of the Japanese businessmen is the most virile (their sperm fought off the rivals) and they get the promotion.

And poor knocked up slave?

Well, that's a whole other story...

Short and simple.

Slave comes in to find Master there with one of this friends.

"Jack's wife has been ill with the flu all week," Master explains, "and he's REALLY got a bad case of blue balls. So I told him I had just the solution for that."

Slave must then drop to her knees and alleviate Jack's problem - which is such an arousing sight that by the time she's finished (with salty lips and a chin dripping with saliva) she then has to take care of Master too.

Time for a game!

Slave gets trussed up like a thanksgiving turkey, hogtied over the back of the sofa so her bottom (and it's two shaven orafices) are displayed to the public.

And there is a public. A bunch of friends (both male and female) are invited around for wine and nibbles.

Instead of 'pin the tail on the donkey,' it's pin the whatever in the whatsit.

A table is laid with all sorts of objects. A vibrator. A banana. A carrot. A beer bottle. An ice-dildo. About thirty of them.

Guests take it in turns to penetrate blindfolded Slave with any of the objects (round one in her prime pussy. Round two in her adorable arse.) If she guesses correctly what the object is, the next guest has his turn. If she gets it wrong, the guest gets to give her a wicked lash on her defenceless rump with a cane.

Round three is slightly different.

Blindfolded and still tied up, she has to guess which of the guests is taking turns to take advantage of her talented lips and tongue. If she can't match the c*ck (or c*nt) to it's rightful owner before she gets a mouthful of sperm, she loses and gets another red stripe lashed across her bottom (which is started to resemble a tic-tac-toe board.)

If she CAN guess the owner of the genitals before they orgasm, the round immediately ends and the unsatisfied c*ck (or c*nt) must be withdrawn from Slave's sucking mouth and the next competitor can press his penis or pussy against Slave's lucious lips.

But in this game, nobody's a loser.

Now that round one and two are over, both Slave's moist and lubricated pussy and ass are available to anybody who needs to use them. She might have accurately guessed who the previous c*ck belonged to - but it's not so easy to identify the next one when the previous competitor is distracting her with a hard, fast (and ultimately messy) reaming in her tight little backside.

Good God.

That last one...*shivers*...even without the actual description, HOT.

Sounds like a great read. After you're finished, may I?

Brenda

James has got his head stuck in a window, what the hell - Shoebox Project, Part 1

If I can accomplish it, Brenda!

I got inspired for this one by driving past a sign I saw. A local college basketball team is called the 'Raiders' and they have a fundraising drive called 'Rent A Raider.'

Master obviously cares about local fundraising a lot, so he 'rents' the entire basketball team to come over to his house and give Slave a very busy afternoon, one at a time, or as many can fit inside her at once!

On the same theme...

It's the big game tonight, with the Raiders against the Cougars. Master has a lot of money on the Raiders, so to make sure they pull a win out of the bag, he sends Slave to the Cougar's locker room during half time.

Slave has a tight schedule to keep, draining a load out of every player with her mouth, pussy or tight little butt in the twenty short minutes before the game starts again... But if she manages, the exhausted and drained Cougars won't be able to put up much of a fight against the detirmined Raiders.

And if the Raiders do win?

Well, they'll find an already well-f*cked, sticky, salty, sperm filled Slave waiting for them as their reward, with strict instructions not to rest until every victorious team member is completely satisfied.

NOw this is one very busy...very sore...very used up Slave Heroine. I see a whole, deep/dark novel resulting from these ideas. I definately think you have the forum's attention now Kitty Slave.

What does the Wheel of Torture come up with today?

Well, how about Slave gets stripped naked and thrown into a nearby forest, having to make her way home barefoot and naked through the trees and bushes.

Except she isn't alone.

Chasing her through the woods are men in camoflage and plastic masks, with guns!

Paintball guns.

IMAGINE how much those sting against the skin.

so Splat! Slave gets a paintball in the ripe, round cheek of her butt and suddenly gets an enormous incentive to make it home as fast as she can.

The hunters pursue her through the undergrowth and Splat! Splat! hit her several times with the paintball guns. She manages to escape her pursuit before they catch her (and presumably ravish her.)

However, when an exhausted, panting, scraped, scratched and stinging slave makes her sweaty way home, Master quickly cuffs her hands behind her back, slings her over the table and opens the front door.

The paintballers stomp in, pulling off their masks and kicking mud off their boots.

Each of the paintballers had a different colour ammunition. Master examines the three paint splotches on Slave's sweaty, muddy body and then allows each of the victorious paintballers the chance to unbuckle their flies and skewer slave roughly from behind.

The paintball bullet closest to her round rump (actually on one of the ripe cheeks) gets the 'special' prize. Since he hit her closest to her tight little butthole, that's where he gets to cram his swollen cock. After he's filled her bottom with a hot spurt of fluid, the other two 'hunters' get to take their turns with her pussy.

The three unsuccesful paintballers are allowed to watch the cuffed slave get pulled off the table and dropped down to her knees (fresh cum dribbling down her thighs) and then she is forced to perform a sloppy, lingering blowjob on Master's magnificent erection. The three voyeurs watch, wanking slowly.

When her talented lips and tongue finally tease an enormous spurt of Master's cum down her eager throat, the three unsuccesful hunters - plus two of the victorious ones, who've got hard again - jerk their straining cocks off until five hot, salty loads of cum splatter Slave's face and drip down onto her heaving breasts.

She has seven flaccid cocks to lick clean before Master uncuffs her and allows her to wash the mud and cum off her body in a hot, foamy bubblebath.

Very hot ideas, everyone - I'm definitely feeling, um, ... inspired. But tell me. Are these little scenes actually supposed to be actual *punishments* for bad behavior? Because if they are, I think you're just asking for more of whatever 'bad' behavior caused them to be given.

In my book, a proper punishment should be something hot for the master, but also something the slave would rather *not* actually go through. Here are a few ideas from the story I plan to write, which involves turning a rather bratty smart-ass masochist into a proper service slave. Given that I much prefer punishments that fit the offense, rather than random ones, they aren't quite proper for a 'Wheel of Torture', but I thought I'd toss them in anyway.

Too focussed on her own pleasure, as opposed to her Master's? Chain her up, invite over another lover, erotically 'torture' her to almost but not quite orgasm, then force her to watch and clean up afterwards, without giving her any sort of orgasmic release.

Caught pleasuring herself without permission? Chastity belt for a week, while arousing her daily without release, should cure that...

Not a good enough job cleaning dishes? After next one, nude and bound and hobbled on all fours, forced to watch silently while Master and company eat, then told to lick each dish clean, like a good puppy. (Probably as part of a whole evening of staying voiceless and on all fours for company).

Ate secret snacks, instead of staying on diet? Forced to eat dog food from dish, without hands.

She protests against wearing exactly what Master laid out for her? Master takes one her favorite items of clothing (probably a pair of shoes, knowing my own slave's preferences), cuts it into pieces in front of her, then changes the outfit to something even skimpier. Any protest now?

Hesitant about stripping down instantly when ordered, probably because it's a semi-public place like a sex shop, with strangers around? Strip her, bind her, give her a quick caning in front of everyone, attach a leash, and make her crawl around on hands and (unpadded) knees at heel while Master continues talking and shopping.

Sometimes forgets protocol when in public with Master? Radio-controlled electrode in sex, probably also wired to various piercings, triggered at high voltage for errors, at lower (and far more pleasurable) level for rewards.

I think you get the idea. But now I have to go off and do something with all the ... inspiration ... that this thread has given me.

Ciao,
Galen

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