PAIN has an element of blank;
It cannot recollect
When it began, or if there were
A day when it was not.
It has no future but itself,
Its infinite realms contain
Its past, enlightened to perceive
New periods of pain.
Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
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The car arrived at 9.00 am as she had been told it would and though she was reluctant to leave Eric she knew he too needed to be on the move so she steeled herself and headed out. Agnetha was already in the large limousine with blacked out windows and after hugging her she used her professional name and said "Dear Isabeau, I have been given clear instructions - I am to collar you, remove your underwear and blindfold you. I'm afraid you are also required to be silent from now on and only speak when asked a direct question. Finally will be referred to as Slut during the stay - a shame because your given name is so much prettier - now do as you are told."
Agnetha was not someone whose instructions were taken lightly. They had met in New York and worked together a few times when Monica put them in touch with a client who wished to be "persuaded" by an attractive woman he would meet in a bar to submit to an erotic BDSM session before "discovering" that he had in fact been kidnapped in order to satisfy the needs of a woman who was going to subject him to to a punishment caning that would leave him bruised and bleeding.
After that first time they had discovered that they enjoyed each other’s company and developed such a good understanding that they worked together again whenever the chance arose. Agnetha was 6ft tall, perfectly proportioned and Isobel had once been on the receiving end of Agnetha's cane in order to satisfy a switch client and therefore knew just how skilled she was - it had been painful and produced clear markings but with relatively little damage done. She really hoped that most of her punishment would be delivered by Agnetha rather than Eric over the coming week. Nevertheless, as the silent journey continued, she found she was dreading what was to follow once they arrived.
After what seemed like hours they reached their destination and Agnetha led Isobel into the house while the chauffeur followed with their luggage. They were shown to a lounge and Agnetha was told to take a seat. Moments later Eric entered the room alone carrying a leather case. He welcomed Agnetha and said "Help me prepare the slut please". Isobel bridled at this but knew that she needed to play the part of the submissive and do it well. The case was opened to reveal a number of straps with D rings attached. Isobel was quickly stripped and the straps placed on ankles, wrists and around her waist. "Please take her into the next room and secure her there" he instructed.
Once Isobel was secured Agnetha used the pretence of checking the bindings to whisper in Isobel's ear "I will take care of you" before re-joining Eric in the lounge. Eric began to explain what he had in mind for the next 7 days. It was his intention to mix business and pleasure it seemed. The business was to be a series of experiments examining how the human body responds to both pain and pleasure. He would be using electronic equipment to measure physical reactions in great detail. The pleasure was indulging himself by attempting to take the submissive beyond her limits physically and mentally. He required Agnetha to coach him during this so that he could refine his skills with the whip and cane as well as learning more about psychological dominance techniques. They would be joined by his lover, Cassiopeia, for most of the sessions and he expected Agnetha to also teach her how to inflict pain effectively.
"We want you to deliver a preliminary whipping immediately so we can get some base line readings about the slut's response's to pain" he said heading toward the other room. Agnetha was surprised to find a woman whose stature was similar to her own already there and realised that there must be a second door. The woman was busy attaching sensors to various parts of Isobel's anatomy and ignored their entry until she was satisfied with her work. "Give her fifty strokes today, 25 with the cane to her arse and the 25 with a whip to her back." she said directing Agnetha to a collection of canes, whips and floggers racked up on the wall. "I prefer to use my own tools" she said.
Once Agnetha's case had been brought to the room she began her work. She prepared Isobel's behind using a leather paddle and once it was warmed up moved on to the caning. Marks quickly appeared and such was her skill that they rarely intersected. Isobel was taking this well so far but began to struggle to avoid crying out as they moved into the final 5 strokes. Once these were delivered the nurse who had been waiting quietly examined Isobel and applied liberal quantities of ointment before stepping back and nodding to Agnetha. This time she gagged Isobel and chose a single tail whip. As she began she could see Isobel pulling against the restraints as the whip bit into her flesh but she seemed determined not to show how much pain she was experiencing. Again, on completion the nurse applied ointment and stood back.
It had been hours since Isobel had spoken and the pain demanded that she vocalise - and somehow this denial seemed only to intensify her pain. As she tried to regularise her breathing she heard Ethan say to Cassiopeia "Do you want to fuck her or shall I?" before catching a response “You may while I observe". Without being asked Agnetha spread and lubricated Isobel's cunt and as an afterthought also lubed her anus. Ethan stepped forward his cock now in his hand and thanked her. He chose her cunt and carefully inserted himself then held her by the shoulders. As he began to thrust, he softly said "I hope we haven't hurt you too badly my dear. Perhaps I can make you come and take your mind off the pain."
All the women in the room heard this but their reactions differed greatly. Isobel felt repulsed and had to work even harder to keep her cunt loose while Agnetha merely felt a little soiled by the notion of someone apologising for her work. But Cassiopeia reacted most strikingly telling at Ethan to stop snivelling and treat her like the slut she was and now fuck er annally. The nurse gave no indication of how she felt at all. Despite her disgust Isobel thought she should at least give the impression of having an orgasm even with the his cock now thrusting into her anal passage. She did this well enough to fool Ethan as he expelled his cum into her but she didn't fool Agnetha or, of course, the sensors recording her physical responses.
Agnetha was asked to take "the slut" away which she willingly did accompanied by the nurse. Back in the bedroom she whispered to Isobel "Assume we are being overheard" as she began to prepare her for the night. Once she had emptied her bowels and bladder and been cleaned more ointment was applied. After she had been secured and made as comfortable as was possible in the circumstances Agnetha gently kissed her forehead and whispered "Try to sleep - tomorrow is going to be a big day."
Agnetha returned to the lounge where she found Ethan alone. "Cassiopeia is processing the readings in the lab" he said. "and I want to talk to you alone - what would I have to do to be able to fuck you?" Agnetha smiled "25 strokes of my favourite cane then a pegging - If you can still get a hard on when I've finished you may stick your tiny dick in my cunt. Many have tried but few have managed it but you're welcome to try. If you are serious we'll start with your enema"
Moments later he meekly followed her out of the door.
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