Chapter 24
The Finale

Fang and Nana had entered. Following them were two men, and behind the men came two Whites pushing Aishwarya on a stretcher. Yana entered last, looking a bit of a mess.

“I thought you girls would be aslee… WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?” Nana roared. The other men halted, and the girls couldn’t make out their faces in the shadows. 

“Daphne, what are you doing with David? And why is Princess pinned down like that?” Fang asked coming forward.

Karish signed desperately to the five girls to release Amrita, and then putting on her most sweet smile, she said: “I can explain sir…” 

“Fours SLAVE!” Fang ordered. Karish dropped to fours immediately. She knew she was in trouble. Not being called Daphne meant trouble. Then turning to Aditi Fang asked, “Gyni what was going on around here?” 

Aditi described what had happened. Karish noticed both Fang and Nana getting angrier and angrier. This was definitely not boding well for her. Once she had finished, Fang and Nana spoke among themselves for a minute or two. They turned to one of the Whites and he left the room.

Seizing the moment, Urmila put on her most cherubic tone, and said, her head bowed: “Daphne also told lies sir. She said you gave her David as an award for having screwed the maximum number of times…” 

“She said WHAT?” Nana said surprised, then to everyone’s surprise Fang and he looked at each other and began to laugh loudly. “Man Daphne, you really are good at inventing stories… Award! Oh my god!” Nana just couldn’t stop laughing. All the girls were giggling as well; only the new comers seemed bewildered. 

Fang saw Amrita’s face. “Oh I forgot, you don’t know the story of David. You must hear this one… it’s one of the legends of the BSA. But we must attend to your ass first. I’ve sent down a White to get you some lotion, but till then Czech can help out. Czech get your plentiful ass here!” 

Yana came forward immediately. “Czech, Princess’ ass is very sore. Lick it and make it feel better.” Fang told Yana. For the first time Yana seemed a little unsure. 

“Licking ass ees duhrtee…” she muttered. 

“No sir, its okay…!” Amrita said, horrified at the idea of having her bum licked. 

“Let me decide what’s good for you pet. Now Czech… are you going to do as I say or…?” Fang asked Yana sternly. His tone was enough to send Yana scurrying towards Amrita. Then dropping to her knees behind her, she began to lick Amrita’s ass in right earnest.

“It’s so nice to have obedient slaves…” Nana said, “Now I’ll tell you how Daphne got David. Mind if I tell it Fang?”

“Not at all… It was your idea after all!” 

“Great! So yes… this was a little while after we added Daphne to our club. It was somewhere in Europe. Daphne wanted membership really bad, and so we told her she could join if she could prove her worthiness. Since the BSA is primarily for men, she had to prove how well she could go down on a man…”

“We were touring some deserted ruins and came across an old statue of a Greek God of some kind. But some miscreants had planted this enormous phallus that you see here, onto the statue. Have to admit I found it very funny. Here was this statue made of pure white marble, and this concrete dick stood out at right angles. It was like a white man with a black penis… A Michael Jackson from Greek times! Suddenly Daphne spoke: ‘Reminds me of David’. ‘David, like the God?’ ‘No!’ she giggled, ‘David like David Dhawan! Then it struck me… I told Daphne that she had to demonstrate her oral skills on the concrete prick. If I was satisfied she’d be in.  Well, all I can say is, Daphne tried so hard to please us that she managed to yank this off the statue. What she didn’t know was that she was being filmed… I’m sure TV channels would pay millions for that tape…”

One of the two men who had come with Fang and Nana suddenly came out from the shadows. To her horror Karishma recognized him as did Kareena. He grinned widely at both of them and then asked: “So does she keep that as a souvenir?” 

“Oh no, she quite hates it! To keep us assured that she is still feminine, she must demonstrate on it once every month. You should see how wide she has to spread her lips to swallow it! Quite amusing! But Frog, you spoke without being told to! Fours!” Nana ordered. 

The girls looked at the man. They had never seen a man being dominated before at the BSA. Also “Frog” was rather queerly dressed, with a pair of suspenders holding up his leather underwear. The underwear was pretty queer as well, with only the testicles hanging out from below. In a moment they realized why this was done. With Frog on all fours, his balls hung behind him and made him look exactly like a dog. 

The White had returned with a tube of medicine in his hands, and to Karishma’s utter horror, three Schockers as well. Fang asked Yana to stop licking (a fact that made Amrita glad!) and instead to apply the soothing ointment over Amrita’s butt. 

The girls were looking pointedly at Frog. So Fang took the initiative: “This male-slut is called Frog. He came here originally as a Bogey, but then requested Nana to take him in as our first male slave. I was against the idea, but Nana seemed to like it, so we’ve taken him in. You girls don’t know him, but Daphne and Poop do. His real name is Sanjay Kapur, and he’s their childhood friend.”

“Now since he’s a man, he’ll be above you girls in hierarchy. So any orders from him must be obeyed by you all. But he must obey orders from all the other males in the BSA and any Trainers.” Nana cut in. “But we must get on. We have five slaves to punish. Bimbo shall be sent for Den duty for a week.” 

“NNOOOOOOOO!!!! That’s for Aunties!” Riya squealed.

“Not anymore! I heard they’re testing the Electric Chair this week.” Fang smiled wickedly, “And what’s more, for speaking out of turn, it’s another Freebie for you next week.” Riya opened her mouth to protest, but Fang snapped at her: “I wouldn’t speak if I were you. You’ll be inviting even more Freebies!” 

“Oh, I forgot, Daphne is now removed from her post as a Trainer. She’s demoted to the rank of a common slave. So we’ll need a new Trainer…Someone who will not misuse their power, but be effective nonetheless.” Nana said.

Almost immediately Amrita spun around and stood up, toppling Yana who was squatting behind her. “I’ll do it! I’ll do it! I’ll be a Trainer. I’ll teach these bitches how to behave!” Aditi looked at her in wonder. This was a stark contrast from the little girl she had seen just an hour or so ago. 

Fang smiled at her. “That kind of language doesn’t suit you Princess. Remember, noblesse oblige. When you are a noble, act like one! In any case we can’t make you a Trainer, at least, not just yet. You see, rules of the BSA demand that you have a minimum Fuck-perience of 250 hours. Since you haven’t even opened your account yet, you must wait.”

“But you could have a chance…” Nana said slowly. Fang looked at him, surprised. “Yes, I think we should have a Trainer-Apprenticeship program. That way we’ll have a steady flow of Trainers. So yes, if the Trainer we choose now accepts you as her Apprentice, you could have a go at commanding part of the Training.” He then bent towards Fang and whispered something in his ear. Fang nodded. 

“Gyni, come here please.” Fang ordered. Aditi got down on all fours, and crawled up to them. Fang and Nana looked at each other and smiled. They loved such an impeccably obedient slave. Aditi reached the men and then getting up; put her hands behind her head and waited for instructions with a bowed head. 

Fang and Nana both unzipped, and their cocks sprang out. Yana had been a perfect tease all thru dinner, and they we almost fully hard. In unison they tapped Aditi’s head with their cocks thrice. (1)

“You are now declared a Trainer Gyni. Only the second female Trainer the BSA has ever had. You may now rise.” (Trainers were not generally expected to crawl, unless specifically asked to do so.) Before standing up, Aditi planted a kiss on the tips of the cocks. Then she rose, standing almost level height with the two men.

“Gyni, you’re given additional charge of Frog here as well.” Nana said.

“Thank you, sir” Aditi responded.

“Gyni, you’ll be grossly overworked. Maybe you should get a little help…?” Fang suggested, throwing a very strong hint.

“Yes sir. I wish to take Princess as my Trainee. May I?”

“Of course you may. Remember, you have all the rights of a Trainer, except those of disobeying or contradicting a male Trainer’s orders. So you may take anyone as an Apprentice.”

“Thank you, sir. Princess, come here please.” Aditi ordered.

Amrita strode up to her. Almost immediately she cried out in surprise. Aditi had slapped her hard. “Always crawl up to your masters and mistresses. Don’t start imagining that you’re some kind of hot-shot around here, or you’ll lose you apprenticeship just as fast as you got it.” Aditi’s tone was flat and commanding. Quite unlike Karisma, who always shouted and bitched while acting the Trainer. 

As Amrita dropped to fours Aditi looked askance towards Fang and Nana. She was a bit apprehensive about what their reaction might be since Amrita had been proclaimed as their common favorite. But she needn’t have worried. It was always a pleasure to see the slaves being taught proper behavior. 

“Gyni, proclaim punishment on Daphne!” Nana said.

“Well, since she was so eager that David have his first piece of ass, she is going to stick him up her butt.” Aditi declared. 

“No sir! Nooooooo!” Karish wailed, “I can’t do it sir, it’s too damn big!” It genuinely was! It was over a foot and a half long, and 5 inches in diameter. Since it was made of cement, there was no way of lubing it up. If it wasn’t for its end, it wouldn’t even go in. But the end that went in was wicked. Maybe it was because the original ‘artist’ had no time to refine his piece of art, but that end was narrow and funnel shaped. It was just about narrow enough to invade the ass hole. Thus by the time it started being too wide, it was almost three or four inches in already. 

Aditi walked up to Karishma and caught her hair in a bunch. And dragged her to where David stood on his non tapering end, near the bed that Amrita had been forced down upon. “You didn’t think twice before wanting to rape Princess’ butt with it did you? Now have a taste of your own medicine! Squat down on David. Do it now or I’ll have you tied up and force it in myself. Now bitch! NOW!” 

Karish knew she had no choice. Aditi and she had had always had a battle of nerves. She knew Aditi would show no mercy. Very slowly she began to descend down on the concrete phallus. 

Almost as soon as the tip touched her shitter Karish began to complain. She hoped this way she’d earn a reprieve from Nana. After all she’d been Nana’s favorite since the beginning. Surely he wouldn’t let her down now. 

But even Fang and Nana weren’t prepared for what happened next. Within a flash she was up on the edge of the bed, and then she climbed down onto Karishma, forcing her down onto the concrete monster. 

“Since you were having so much trouble sitting…” Aditi said. But the rest of her words were drowned in the horrified scream that emanated from the pit of Karishma’s stomach. It was as mad as the mad cry of a creature being skewered alive. Indeed she hollered so loudly that all the Aunties came out to the girls section, and then turned away in disgust. For, a trickle of blood now stained the fake penis. It was still nowhere near being completely in, but it had had its effect. 

Karish fell backwards. Her legs flew into the air, and David stuck out obscenely from between them. Karishma, erstwhile Trainer of the BSA, source of terror for the other girls, had fainted, her butt-hole irreparably torn. 

Aditi walked away as if nothing phenomenal had happened. 

Suddenly they heard claps. The other man, who had waited patiently until now, came forward clapping. There was an audible murmur, and some of the girls gasped: the older slaves of the BSA because they feared him and the newer ones because they couldn’t imagine that a film-maker of his repute could be in such a place. 

“Badhiya! Badhiya!” he said, still clapping. “Aisi Trainer par to hajar dil qurban!”

“Girls, meet Mr. Dutta!” Fang said, “He’s here to cast for his new film.” 

It would seem funny for an outsider, to see the girls scurrying away as if a cat was out on a mouse hunt. The reason was quite simple. Dutta was simply the worst ‘renter’ a slave could ever have. Life could then be a continuous nightmare. 

There were sinister reasons to why he shot in remote locales cut off from humanity. In these places, without the fear of any authorities, the girls would be made to commit unimaginable acts of debauchery. Every male from a spot-boy to the makeup artists, to the bigger stars would have a go at the actresses. JP claimed this made the pathos on the faces of his female characters seem real. And why wouldn’t it? After being screwed in every possible hole, in every conceivable way, the actresses would begin their actual shots. And a mistake here often meant severe flogging with a bullwhip. (Is it any wonder now how you saw more tears than smiles in LoC?) 

Now the girls were all moving in random directions, some trying to hide behind beds, some jumping into them, trying to act asleep… But JP was quick too. He ran after the girls, and catching up with Kareena he caught her by the hair, and made her turn around. 

“Pakkad liya Poop!” he said mighty glad.. Then switching to English he added: “Why are you running away from me? Arre teri meri kahani to purani hain! Don’t you remember that I was the first one to ever screw your pussy?” 

“What?” asked Fang, unable to mask his surprise, “You popped her cherry?” 

“Jee haan! Of course! She was just so fuck worthy! And when we started shooting for that song, where she was inviting Abhishek to fuck her, I couldn’t stop myself. I stopped the shooting, took her to a back room, and finished off the job. I mean some one or the other would break her open one day… so why not me?” JP said sounding rather pleased with himself.

“I’ve always wondered why she looked so fucked in the second half of the song.” Nana said, “Now I know!” 

JP smiled widely, then said: “I need this cunt for a month. Put it on my a/c. I’ll teach her some new tricks when she’s with me. Does she know how to gargle with cum? No? I’ll teach her! And oh yes, I want that bitch Esha as well. Old score to settle with her! And Rani too. We need a heavy duty slut on board. Lots of actors in this movie, plus it’s based in Kashmir, so my men will need something extra to keep them warm. I’ll send you my complete list later. Loan me the girls, and I’ll pay you handsomely! Maybe a video or two of this bitch,” he twisted Kareena’s nipple making her scream loudly, “of this bitch fucking a Yak or something!” 

“That’ll be most kind,” said Fang, “but we draw the line at humans. No bestiality at the BSA.” 

“Your loss my friend.” JP said, shrugging his shoulders. He walked out dragging Kareena after him.

“That leaves us with you two to take care of…” Nana said, speaking to Tara and Shefali.

“Sir may I suggest something?” Aditi asked.

“What?”  

Aditi moved towards them and they spoke together in a huddle. Aditi then spoke to one of the Whites and he went away. 

“Sir, why is Ashwhoreya here?” Aditi asked.

“Oh yes, we’d almost forgotten about her!” said Nana, “Fang thought you should take a look at her holes before she was carted off to his personal training centre.”

“Ashwhoreya is going to be trained elsewhere sir?” Aditi asked, visibly disappointed. 

“Yes, too much attitude. I think she needs personalized attention.” Fang grinned adding: “so I’d like you to take a look at her PUSSY, do a ‘CAT’ scan. I need to know how long it’ll be before she can start receiving things in that hole. And check the other one too. That’s the one I’m going to concentrate on.”

Aditi bent over the limp form of Aishwarya. Ash had been given mild tranquillizers and her face now had a peaceful smile on it. A smile that was replaced by a pained groan as Aditi held her pussy lips ever so lightly and parted them. Aditi peered in. She was now checking Ash as passively as a doctor would, without any feeling. Next Aditi pushed her index finger into Ash’s ass. This made the Sleeping Beauty wake up with eyes torn wide open.

“Naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!” she cried. Aditi paid no attention, but Fang who was now by the side of the stretcher held Ash down. “No one’s fucking your ass dearie. We’re carrying out a few tests. Now relax and lie back.”

But Ash wouldn’t lie back. She struggled and fought. Aditi’s finger was probing her ass, and her ass was complaining horribly.

At length Aditi pulled her finger out. Fang looked at her expectantly. 

“Sir, the orifices have been thoroughly worn out. I think it will take about a week for them to heal. In the mean time I’d suggest a liquid diet, as passing solid feces could prove difficult. In addition, I’d recommend that she be kept in the H-Wing, where we can take good care of her.” Aditi gave her report.

“Hands off this one Gyni. I’m taking her home. Since you seem so interested, I may call you over one evening, just to check on her progress. It sounds like her holes are out of commission, so I guess I’ll give all my attention to her tits.” Fang told Aditi.

“Hey Fang, can I have Whoreya blow me one last time before you take her? She’s your property now, so I must ask permission!” Nana said.

“Oh sure, go right ahead!” Fang said cheering Nana on.

“Ummm, sir, I wouldn’t recommend that!” Aditi said, almost shouting. Nana stopped. Aditi spoke again: “Her buccal cavity has been scrapped raw from the inside sir. Using it at this point in time may cause severe infection.”

“You mean I can’t use her mouth either?” Nana said irritably. “Fours slave! For giving me bad news, and speaking out of turn. Remember, even though you’re a Trainer to the girls, you remain a slave to us. And slaves must not speak out of turn. To make you remember that, you’re also going to be part of the punishment you thought out for Barfee and Thorny!” Nana bellowed. 

Aditi looked at the men in abject horror, but fell to her knees immediately. 

“Come on now Nana, wasn’t her fault yaar!” Fang said smiling. “Listen, why don’t I get Ashwhoreya to jack you off with feet? She’s got very pretty feet, see?” Fang said, and then tickled the sole of Ash’s right foot. Ash who was still wide awake, withdrew the foot with a start, and then groaned because of the pain she felt in-between her legs. 

“Ashwhoreya!” Fang snarled at her, making her stop moping, and look at him immediately. 

“Yes master?” Ash said meekly.

“Jack off Nana with your feet! You should be thankful to me for saving your holes. This is the last thing you’ll be doing with Nana for a while, so do it well. Muck up and I’ll hang you up by your tits. Is that understood you lousy lump of shit?”

“Yes master!” Ash said immediately. She was now sure that pretty much anything could be done to her, and hanging up by one’s mammies wasn’t quite an enthralling prospect. She lifted her legs with a groan and wrapped her feet around Nana already semi-rigid cock. 

“That’s it bitch! Seems like you’ve done this before!” Nana said. Ash said nothing, sticking to her task. 

Fang now turned his attention to Aditi who was still on all fours. “Alright, I’ll revoke your punishment if you can come up with a creative pre-punishment for these wenches. You know, something to get them warmed up before the actual action?” 

Aditi kept staring at Fang’s feet, and then slowly said: “Shoes…” 

“What?” Fang asked, “Speak up louder!” 

“Shoes…” Aditi repeated. 

“Yeah I’ve worn shoes. Brilliant observation Gyni!” 

“No sir… I mean they aren’t polished…”

“Yeah, I’m not all that dandy. So shoot me!” 

“Sir, would you like to have them polished? By Barfee’s and Thorny’s bush brushes? Their cum could serve as the fluid!” Aditi spoke fast, everything at once, as if she’d forget if she didn’t say it fast enough. 

Fang clapped his hands. “Brilliant Gyni! Brilliant! Stand up! Oh wait. First, take off my shoes. I’ll sit on the edge of this bed.”

Fang sat himself, and Aditi soon had his shoes off. Then carrying them to where Tara and Shefali were, she threw the shoes in front of them. 

“Polish Master’s shoes! With your cunts!” Aditi shouted.

Tara and Shefali both baulked at the idea. Surely she couldn’t be serious! They kept looking at the floor, as askance at each other, trying to avoid looking at Aditi. Not for long though! Aditi held their hair in a bunch and yanked their heads backwards. They faced her now screaming in pain.

“Are you bitches deaf? Do you think this is some king of joke? You had better believe otherwise! I’ll have no qualms pulling David out of Daphne and letting you both have a go at it! You can choose. Either you can begin polishing the shoes or you can face David!”

“I’ll do it! I’ll do it!” screamed Shefali.

“What about you Barfee? Want to try out David?” Aditi screamed into Tara’s face.

“Noooo!” Tara begged, “I’ll also shine the shoe!” 

“Begin then bitches! And lick the shoes before you start polishing them. That way there’ll be no dust!” 

Fang got a boner as he saw the two young waifs put out their pink tongues and lick the shoe. They reminded him of puppies. He wished they had tails they could wag!

As soon as they finished licking the shoes, Aditi took them away. Tara and Shefali were both surprised. Could Aditi have gone soft? Aditi was now moving behind them, but they dared not turn back. Aditi had suddenly become a terror to them. 

The next second both of them yelped almost simultaneously. (Which, incidentally, made them seem even more like puppies to Fang) Aditi had roughly shoved the narrower end of the shoe into each of their cunts.

“Cream, you bitches! Cream! How else will you make these shoes shine?” Aditi barked at the two quivering girls. She now proceeded to rub the end of the shoe in between their pussy lips so as to get the girls a little wet. 

This worked both ways. Shefali began to lubricate somewhat, but Tara was as dry as a desert. Aditi gave it a little while. Soon the shoe in Shefali’s cunt was glistening with pussy juice. “Here,” Aditi threw the shoe in front of Shefali, “Polish it with your bush. And make it shine!” Shefali picked up the shoe and started ‘working’ on it vigorously.

Aditi now turned her whole attention to Tara. “Princess, hold Barfee’s hands so she doesn’t move!” Aditi ordered her apprentice. Amrita came forward, and then going down on all fours, held Tara’s hands firm to the ground. Soon she faced the full blast of Tara’s screaming as Aditi began to force the shoe deeper and deeper into Tara’s pussy. 

“Let’s see how deep I have to go before you cunt is wet bitch!” Aditi shouted. 

“Aaaaaaaaeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiiioooooooo!!!!!” Tara hollered in pain. Amrita had to work hard to keep Tara from moving. This effort was rather a turn on for Fang, who had a full view of Amrita’s naked behind. Surprised a bit, he noticed that Amrita’s cut was shimmering. 

“Hey Gyni STOP!” he shouted over the din created by Tara. Aditi stopped immediately, and Tara stopped screaming too, looking up at Fang. 

“Guess who’s getting all wet because of this?” Fang chuckled. 

“Who is?” Nana shouted from a little distance. Aishwarya was working hard, but she couldn’t really get Nana to cum. Instead of helping Ash, he was making her life more miserable by pulling apart her pussy lips, and then nodding his head with mock sympathy. (“Your cunt looks as red as freshly butchered meat!” he told her.) 

Fang got off his perch, and came near Amrita. He ran his finger thru her cut, and then held it up against the light. “Why our Princess dear!” he shouted back. “Princess is enjoying this quite a bit!” 

“I say let Tara go, make Princess polish your shoe!” Nana shouted again. 

“Splendid idea!” Fang said. Then turning to Aditi he said “Get the shoe out of Barfee. Princess will polish it now.” Turning back to Nana he shouted, “Is it okay for Princess to do that? I mean she’s a model, so we can’t fuck her too much, but she can polish shoes I suppose?” 

“Hey, we’ll just add a rule to the Red Book (2): Models are allowed to polish shoes, even other than their own. Go right ahead my man!”

Fang noticed that while Aditi had removed the shoe from Tara’s insides, she seemed reluctant to give it to Amrita.

“What’s the matter Gyni? Must I remind you that in spite of being a Trainer, you must obey orders from me?” Fang asked, a trifle peeved.

“No Sir, but…” Aditi began.

“No buts my dear. You know how we deal with disobedience here. Any buts, and your butt goes on the line! Besides it’s not like I’m asking you to polish the shoe! Since Princess was getting so turned on, I thought she’d perhaps like to try it out! Won’t you Princess?”

Aditi expected a vehement refusal from Amrita, and expected further than Amrita’d earn her first bad punishment for disobedience. Quite truly, Aditi had developed a kind of elder-sisterly love for Amrita, and was now out to protect her. So now Amrita’s answer quite stumped her.

“Yes Master. In fact I’d quite like to polish it for you, Master. You can ask me to do whatever Master, and I’ll do it. I’m your true slave!” Amrita said. Aditi looked aghast. 

Fang simply smiled. “Give her the shoe Gyni. I do believe Princess has found her true nature.” he said. But he made a mental note. Amrita was faking it all. It didn’t seem so to the others, but to his trained eye, her sudden change of tone meant only one thing: she was trying to butter him up and get on his good side. Poor girl, she didn’t know. For Fang had NO good side! This was going to be fun in a few days time…

He heard a heavy groan from Nana. Ash had managed to get him off finally. Now she lay spent, her legs lying listless on the table, spread out obscenely. Her belly had a pool of cum on it, deposited freshly by Nana. 

Fang ordered Bipasha to do a clean up job. While he was still ordering her, two whites walked in. Looking at what they had in their hands made Tara’s and Shefali’s eyes go wide. 

One of the men had a big double ended dildo, about two feet long, and 2 inches in diameter. It was heavily ridged and looked pretty scary. In his other hand he carried large lengths of rope. 

The other man was pushing a rather sinister looking machine with multiple tubes coming out of it. Above the machine were large plastic bags of white fluid. At the side, large letters declared the machine to be the “PURIFIER”. 

Before they realized what was happening, Shefali and Tara were held immobile. Both of them were still on their fours. 

Tara screamed as she felt the dildo being pushed into her un-lubricated hole. The ridges on the plastic invader made it even worse, making Tara feel as if her cunt was being cut up from the inside. She howled in pain, but the Whites paid no attention. More and more of the dildo was thrust into her uninviting cunt. At last, about half of it was in. 

Then she felt new pain. Something was being pushed against her resisting ass-hole. She shouted long and loud and by now all the rest of the slaves were gathered around in a large circle, watching her ass being invaded by a large rubber butt-plug. This wasn’t an ordinary butt-plug though. It had a hole through the middle, and the outer end of the butt-plug had a plastic tube running to it from a ‘T’ joint. At the T, another tube hung loose with a similar butt-plug at its end. The third arm of the T was connected by another tube, of a larger diameter, to the Purifier. 

Tara hollered as the butt-plug was pushed deeper and deeper. Finally the White pushing it in seemed satisfied. He tested the butt-plug to make sure it wouldn’t slip out. 

It was a sight. Tara on all fours, held down tight, with a foot long protrusion from her cunt and a tube running out of her ass. 

Now it was Shefali’s turn. For Shefali, the order was different. First the butt-plug was shoved up her ass. This made Shefali scream no lesser than Tara. She had complained about pain just when her “renter” was about to screw her ass. So she had been an ass virgin till this moment. 

Now she screamed bloody murder as her last unexplored orifice was invaded brutally. The particular White working on her was known to have no mercy. He just went about his job, whether or not the girl could stand it. He completely ignored Shefali’s wailing protests. In fact the went one step further with the butt-plug, pushing its wide end completely into the shitter, and pushing it in further by inserting his glove-covered finger behind it. Shefali’s shitter was now a widened brown star, with a tube coming out of its centre. 

Next, Shefali was roughly picked up and as if a plug was being fitted into a socket, the dildo extending out from Tara’s cunt was inserted into Shefali’s cunt and she was pushed backwards, so that her ass now came closer and closer to Tara’s.  To facilitate the “plugging in” process, Fang and Nana stepped in to help. The girls were now pushed closer and closer to each other, eliciting loud screams from both. 

“Dum laga ke!” Fang now shouted with new found fervor. Inspired, the men pushed harder, till with one mighty shove, Shefali’s and Tara’s asses were glued together.

“BSA ka majboot jod hain! Tootega nahi!” Nana grinned.

But the two tortured girls had nothing to smile about. They were now both sweating despite the air-conditioning. Their throats were hoarse because of their screaming, or otherwise they’d have continued screaming just as loudly.  Their butts touching and their thighs lined up, each could feel the other’s pulse. 

But they didn’t have much time to contemplate over their condition. They were hauled up into the air together, so that their legs were now in line. A White soon bound up their legs together. 

The girls were now looking like an exhibit. Looking from the side it seemed as it two torsos were emerging from a single stalk. Both Tara and Shefali were held down so that they were at right angles to their feet. 

Then suddenly their world turned. Quite literally. One second they were standing on their legs, and the next they were laying on their backs, with their legs high in the air. Both combined, they looked like a fleshy inverted T. Fang and Nana were on either side. Fang holding down Tara’s hands, while Nana held Shefali’s. 

“Why are you both screaming so much?!” Nana bellowed, “Your punishment hasn’t even begun yet! Fang I think we need to gag these bitches. They’re as noisy as Nagma’s ass after a meal of Chanas! Guys hand me a ball gag!”

The ball gags were quickly put in place, and the complaints of Tara and Shefali were now muffled mumbles. Fang and Nana who were to handle the Purifier, were replaced by Urmila and Rani. 

“Used one of these before?” Nana asked Fang. 

“I invented it! Or have you forgotten?” asked Fang testily.

“Oh of course you did. But I had the R&D dept. make a few additions.” 

“Additions?” Fang asked.

“Yeah! In addition to your temperature and pressure control, we now have a flavor chooser.” Nana replied triumphantly.

“Flavor Chooser?” Fang asked, surprised. 

“Yeah! Instead of the boring old standard enema, we can now give a flavored enema. My favorite is Whisky. Gets the slaves so tipsy that they don’t even mind a fuck on a ‘full stomach’. If you know what I mean!” Nana winked.

“What other flavors do you have?” Fang asked, quite interested now.

“Well, there’s Chocolate, which was Daphne’s favorite, and there’s Coffee, which we’ve never tried out, and there’s Lemon, and there’s mint... combine Mint with a cold enema and they’re more frozen than Madonna! And then there’s Tea, and Peach…” Nana counted on. 

“Let’s go with the Coffee today! Inhe Jagao! Nescafe pilao!” Fang cut in. 

“Alright! Coffee it is! But cold or hot?” Nana asked.

“Hot! About 40 degrees, and keep the Pressure high. It’ll be morning soon, and I haven’t even slept yet! Let’s give it to them quick!” Fang said.

“Alright. 40 degrees, pressure 5. Coffee flavored. Let me punch that in!” Nana was beaming. “Oh how much? Any figure between 1 and 10 litres.” he said. 

“Set it to manual. We’ll stop when we’re sure they can’t take anymore!” Fang said.

“You seem to be feeling rather wicked!” Nana smiled. 

“Nothing better than disciplining two hot assed babes!” Fang replied. The impatience in his voice was obvious. 

“I’ve keyed the stuff in… It’ll take about a minute to prepare the solution. Hold on.” Nana said, now suddenly the grim technician.

One minute isn’t that much time, but it was the longest one minute of Tara and Shefali’s lives. The Purifier did nothing to inspire their confidence either. The minute Nana had pushed the start button, it had started to shake, and make a loud din. 

The minute was up, and Tara and Shefali’s world exploded. Nothing could’ve prepared them for this assault. A scalding hot (3) jet of water exploded into their asses, making them both convulse involuntarily. The strong aroma of Coffee filled the room. The Purifier was now hissing, letting out a bit of steam, and pushing more and more brown liquid into the semi-transparent tubes.

Shefali and Tara were struggling crazily. The coffee enema was not only hot, but incessant! Their bowels griped, their stomachs churned, but the water filling up their ass wouldn’t stop. 

Fang and Nana watched in silence as the girls fought hand to break free. The more interesting sight was to see their tummies gradually expand. 

“Shouldn’t we stop?” Nana asked Fang, “They seem pretty full already!” 

Fang said nothing, and waited another 30 seconds before turning the flow off. By now both Tara and Shefali looked several months pregnant. Nana was a little amazed. No girl had ever been flooded as much as these two. 

“Will their bellies ever go back to normal?” he wondered aloud. 

Fang had already moved towards the two tormented girls. He first went to Tara’s side. He took off her ball gag. Instantly the room was filled with Tara’s rants. She was screaming loudly but her talk was incomprehensible. She screamed unintelligible gibberish. 

“FROG!” Fang ordered Sanjay, “You have been totally useless all evening. Have the balls to silence this bitch! Stuff her mouth with your nuts, and keep her quiet!”

Sanjay waddled up to Tara. Tara suddenly realizing what was about to happen, stopped shouting and clammed her mouth shut. But Frog had a remedy. He squatted down till his balls were directly above her mouth. Then he pinched her nose closed. As soon as Tara opened her mouth, gasping for breath, quick as a flash, Sanjay filled up her mouth. Tara was now effectively gagged. Frog giggled like an idiot, feeling her screams tickle the underside of his testicles. 

Fang now moved to Shefali, but he did not remove her gag immediately. He bent down over her and spoke in a low but firm voice: “Learnt your lesson Thorny?” Not getting any answer from her, he slapped her hard. Shefali’s chalk-white cheek assumed a deep shade of red. “Answer me you whore! Answer me, or I’ll pump your guts with another litre of coffee! Have you learnt your lesson?” Without waiting for an answer he slapped her other cheek hard. Before he could slap her again Shefali shook her head vociferously indicating she had learnt her lesson. 

“Good! Now I’m going to take off your gag. I want you to remain silent. No screaming like Barfee, or I swear I’ll make your stomachs burst with the enema! Absolute silence, is that clear?”

Shefali shook her head affirming. 

Very slowly Fang took off the gag. Shefali fought off an intense urge to scream out loud. 

“Good girl!” Fang appreciated. “No screams from you. How divine! Now here’s what you’ll do. You will apologize to Princess was troubling her. Then you will ask if you can make amends by licking her pussy. Now will you do that?” 

It took a gripe in her bowels for Shefali to make up her mind. 

“Y e s Master…” she said, her throat gone dry.

Fang now turned to Amrita. Amrita was now perched by Aditi’s side, kneeling. Aditi had her hand running through Amrita’s curly hair. 

“Princess, Thorny will now apologize to you, and to prove how sorry she is, she will lick your cunt.” Fang said. He noticed that for a split second a malice filled fire passed thru Amrita’s eyes as she stared at him, but the next second there was a wide smile on her face. 

“Yes master. Thank you master!” said Amrita, brightly. Then she crawled up to Shefali’s side. 

“I… I… I’m ssorry!” Shefali managed to stammer out.

“Apology accepted!” Amrita said, still upbeat. Then without having to be told, she put a leg across Shefali’s face, and squatted down so that her pussy was inches from Shefali’s puckered mouth. 																	
“Aren’t you supposed to lick me, bitch?” Amrita directed her question towards Shefali. “What are you waiting for? Start already!”

Fang just stood by with a wide grin on his face. This babe was trying so hard! Then noticing that Shefali wasn’t really doing what she was being asked to, he gave a sharp twist on her nipple. 

Shefali started a scream, but then stopped abruptly and swallowed it. Nana looked at her appreciatively. Nana had now come near, to observe the show from closer. 

While Shefali had not screamed, the message seemed to have been conveyed. Very slowly her pink tongue came out and brushed against Amrita’s cunt. 

Amrita gave a moan of ecstasy as her cunt was licked over and over again. She now closed her eyes, and bit her lip. 

“Princess! Spread out your pussy lips so that Thorny can probe deeper!” Nana ordered. Fang noticed a moment’s hesitation, but then Amrita did as she was told, pulling her labia aside with her fingers. Shefali’s tongue now probed the softer insides. She could now taste Amrita’s juices that were slowly beginning to flow. 

Nana was now kneeling beside Shefali. As if to test Shefali’s endurance, he began to lightly rub her expanded belly. Shefali groaned but continued the task at hand. 

Then all of a sudden three loud screams filled the room. Frog had shot up into the air hollering at the top of his voice. His hands were down at his nuts as he bagged them with his palms still screaming. Tara had practically bitten his balls off. The second terror filled shriek was from Tara herself. She tossed her head from side to side in terrible agony, as tears flowed down her eyes in rivers. The third less loud scream came from Shefali, the pumping of whose stomach was the cause for all the excitement. For Nana had suddenly pressed down on Shefali’s belly with both his hands. The fluid filling her stomach, having nowhere to escape to except from the tube up her ass, flowed down that way with a great pressure. The displaced fluid had then forced itself up Tara’s ass and into her already enormously bloated belly. 

Nothing in Tara’s life had ever been so painful. Her body fell into spasms as wave after wave of pain filled her entire body radiating from her swollen torso. She wished she’d die rather than feel such pain. 

Then there was another loud scream. But that was from Shefali this time. Fang had decided to join the show, and now he pumped Tara’s stomach, allowing Shefali to suffer. 

“They must exchange body-fluids!” Fang said sadistically and then proceeded to press the stomach even more so as to cause Shefali maximum agony. 

“Princess!” Fang now shouted for Amrita. “Princess, she’s supposed to be licking your pussy, and you’re supposed to make sure she fuckin’ well does that! Hold her head in your gams and smother out her screams! One more scream from Thorny and I’ll strip you of your Model status and throw you onto the Freebie table.”

Amrita didn’t know what a Freebie meant exactly, but she did know Ash and Isha were part of it that evening and looking at their condition she was pretty sure that was one thing she wanted to stay away from!  She pressed down her pussy onto Shefali’s mouth, muffling out her screaming and tightened the scissor of her thighs so that Shefali could no longer move her head, she could only scream loudly into Amrita’s pussy. To add to her torture, Amrita pinched her nose closed. Shefali’s chalk white face turned red. For a brief second Amrita rose, letting Shefali breathe with her mouth, but the next moment Shefali could feel Amrita’s coarse pubic hair in her mouth and her pubic bones grinding against her jaw. 

The ‘Exchange of body fluids’ continued as Fang and Nana alternately pumped the girls’ stomachs. Tara, now not gagged by anything was hollering like there was no tomorrow, but Fang didn’t allow her to be gagged. He liked to hear the snotty bitch scream. 

Then they heard a man scream in pain. (Yes, it got pretty noisy that night) Everyone turned around to see a sight they had not often seen, and definitely not at the BSA! Frog was making a desperate attempt to run, but Aditi held him back by his balls. 

“Where do you think you’re going Boy Toy?” she snarled at Frog and then twisted his nuts viciously make him scream louder.

“My balls hurt! That bitch almost bit me off! Let me go you slut! I’ve changed my mind. I don’t want to be a male slave. I have my own companies, I’m a rich man, I have my ego… let me go you Doc-whore.” Sanjay ranted and raved.

Nana stopped pumping Shefali’s stomach temporarily. Rising he said: “Now, now, Frog, that’s no way to behave for a slave. And that’s definitely no way to refer to your Mistress! About your leaving, see… the BSA is a little like Hotel California, but also a little different. Because here, you can ‘check in’ any time you like, but you can never leave! Not unless one of us founder members sets you free, or decides that the club doesn’t need you any more. Not even the Trainers can set you free. Of course, you could be bought off our hands… but I wouldn’t expect much freedom at your new owner’s place either.”

Sanjay now fought with new passion. He was desperate to get out of this place. It had turned nightmarish! His hands were now working furiously trying to release Aditi’s grip over his balls.

“This is why I was against male-sluts… too damn violent!” said Fang, and then turning to the Whites he said: “Cuff him and put him down on the floor!” The Whites moved quickly. They always carried a pair of cuffs with them. Some of the girls lost their sanity temporarily when exposed to too much torture, especially the newer ones. At such times they had to be silenced and cuffed, because they were likely to cause other girls or themselves harm. 

The Whites moved quickly, and soon over powered the puny man. His hands were cuffed behind his back and he was forced face down on the floor. Aditi now stood over him, and pushed down his head with her foot. 

“Don’t try anything funny!” she bent and snarled at him, “I was planning on being a vet before I became a doctor… I wanted to handle some aggressive males! Do you know what they do to aggressive males at a vet’s?”

Sanjay didn’t need to be told. He had a couple of tomcats whom he had had neutered. But now sensing that his nads could go under the scalpel as well, he went absolutely silent. 

“That’s more like it! Now let’s resume the pumping!” Nana said. And then the screaming began again as Shefali and Tara screamed out alternately. Amrita had been ordered off Shefali’s mouth,(Much to Amrita’s frustration, she was so close to an orgasm!) so that the other girls could take a cue and keep from doing mischief. 

But five minutes later, both of them slumped off, fainted. The pumping finally ceased.

“Do you think we should give them a ‘horse-ride’?” Nana asked, as both Fang and he rose. 

“Nah… enough for tonight. Not so much for them, but because I have to have my rest!” Fang said yawning. 

“Gyni, take care of these two will you? Separate them, butt-plug them, and keep them that way till morning. I’ll see you in the H-Wing in the morning. Good night girls.” Nana said.

“Good Night Masters!”the girls sang in chorus.

“Let’s go Czech!” Fang told Yana, adding “I need a soft pillow to rest my head on tonight. You may walk for the present. Whites, take Ashwhoreya back to H-Wing. She’ll have to be packaged and sent across to my place after two days.” 

“Nooooo sir, don’t package me… I’ll come by myself! Please…” Ash squealed, coming out of her stupor.

“Ashwhoreya…!” Fang gritted his teeth. Ash knew she had no way; she shut her mouth and looked away.

Fang and Nana began to move out. Aditi spoke up: “What about Daphne and Frog, Sir?” 

“Hell, what do I know? They’re your slaves now! You decide what to do with them. Get them married if you want, what the fuck do I care!” said Nana irritably, walking out behind Fang and Yana.

So it came to pass that Aditi (not very much unlike our Titty-Spears) decided to do something crazy. She decided Karishma had finally found her ‘Frog-Prince’. The next day, while both Frog and Karishma were still on their beds, a Trainer who was also an ordained pundit, got them married off. Nana acted as the father of the bride, which was weird, because it was probably the only time in recorded history that the father was dildoing his ‘daughter’s ass while she was being given away. (“Gotta keep it nice n’ roomy for their honeymoon” he explained, adding: “Here!”)

This was but one night in the hallowed Bollywood Slave Academy. And that too is not fully told. Whether we shall hear any more of this dastardly place, one cannot tell, but this reporter will keep digging. So till the next girl screams, watch this space!

End of Chapter 24.

 

  

       

End of Chapter 24. 

(1) The procedure for officiating male Trainers was quite different, rest assured. That ceremony will be documented some time later.

(2) Red Book was the official Rule Book of the BSA.

(3) The temperature of the water wasn’t so much as to really scald them, but that’s how you’d feel if you were in their position!