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Chapter 35 – The Punishment
Goddess Phyllis was pissed. The golden rule had been violated: pussies are for sucking, asses are for fucking. Three fingers in the pussy counts as a fucking, and Sarah would indeed feel pain for this. So would KathyJ for not coming forward with the information. Goddess Phyllis was contemplating the punishment. When Geena D, Babe’s girlfriend and a candidate to take over Babe’s group with her dynamic body and excellence with the strap-on to go along with her strong attitude, had committed a worse transgression, that of allowing a real cock to violate her cunt, Goddess Phyllis had her severely whipped. That was followed by a change in her relationship with big Babe. At Goddess Phyllis’s directive, a loving relationship became one of total submission, where Geena became an object of ridicule and emotional abuse as well as being a toilet for Babe and all of her group (Bliss (powerful black strap-on master), Patricia (huge asshole), Jojo (an old school dominant), Clare (Jojo’s slave), Rochelle (a huge black woman), FatAngel (a huge white woman), Peggy (older and mother of Jennifer) and former assmaster Jennifer. Geena ate all of their shit and piss for a good month before Goddess Phyllis allowed Babe to go back to her former loving relationship with Geena.
Goddess Phyllis decided that KathyJ would receive a good, hard whipping from mommy. Elly was a master with the whip and she would give KJ something to remember. Now for Sarah. Goddess Phyllis was going to use Claws and Daggers on her. This was a Goddess Phyllis invention that came about just hanging out and talking with Rebecca and Chemaine. The claws were a glove-like implement that had sharp blades coming out of each of the ten “fingers.” The daggers were, well, daggers that cold be plunged into an area of the body that did not have any vital organs. Goddess Phyllis would administer this herself, along with her babies, Becca and Chemaine. The group leaders (Babe, Ellie, Dottie, Elena) and the other cunts-in-waiting would be the audience.
When the girls assembled in the punishment room, the two victims were already prepared. Both were hanging from chains suspended from the ceiling, arms straight over their heads and their feet chained to the floor, at a wide angle to expose the cunt area. It wasn’t actually the floor but rather a pedestal that could rotate, along with the ceiling part, so that the front and back of the bad girls could be dealt with. Rebecca attached ball gags to both KJ and Sarah. They would need them. Elly stepped forward with her bullwhip, her powerful body glistening with sweat from her warm-up. Goddess Phyllis looked at her mommy with love in her eyes. “Mommy,” said Goddess Phyllis, “teach this girl a lesson.” With that, Elly let her whip come crashing on KathyJ’s back, leaving a diagonal lash that extended from the right shoulder to the left part of the waist. This was followed in rapid succession by four more in the same diagonal manner. KJ was writhing in pain as Elly reined down five more blows going from left to right. When she was finished, KathyJ’s back looked the criss-cross cherry pie that my back had once resembled. Elly spun KJ around so that her front was now facing the whip mistress. Elly switched to a smaller whip and proceeded to whip KJ’s tits. Finishing up, Elly gave KJ a couple of good slashed to the vaginal area. When she was finished, KathyJ was hanging limply, covered with blood and barely conscious. When Elly took a container of pee and poured it over KathyJ, the poor girl mercifully passed out.
Sarah had been watching this with bulging eyes. Goddess Phyllis smiled at her. “Don’t look so scared, Sarah. You’re not getting the whip.” Sarah was still scared as she knew that whatever she got had to be worse than what just befell her friend. The feeling was more than justified when Rebecca pulled back a cover to reveal the Claws and Dagger. Goddess Phyllis put the claws on and moved the fingers with the three inch blades on the end. Sarah eyes were totally bugged out with fright. Goddess Phyllis very calmly touched Sarah’s face with the cold steel, very gently. Goddess Phyllis put the claws below each of Sarah’s shoulders and dug them in. Sarah’s muffled moans intensified as Goddess Phyllis ran her hands down Sarah’s chest, stopping at her tits. The streams of blood were running down Sarah’s body. Goddess Phyllis spun her around and did the same to her back. The claws caused more bleeding than a whipping did and Goddess Phyllis was cognizant of this fact; she did not want to kill Sarah, just torture her. “Chemaine, pick up a dagger. You too Becca,” said Goddess Phyllis. Her babies did this and walked over to their mommy and soon to be wife. “Babies, insert a dagger into Sarah’s legs, right here and here,” said Goddess Phyllis, pointing to areas on Sarah’s thighs that were meaty and where any major arteries could be avoided. Rebecca inserted hers first. Sarah was heaving in pain. One could only imagine what the screams would be like if she didn’t have the gag on. Chemaine inserted her dagger into the other thigh. “Girls, take these claws and run them down the inside of Sarah’s thighs. Goddess Phyllis handed each of her darlings one of the claws and the babies drew deep furrows down Sarah’s thighs as ordered by the Goddess. Sarah was becoming faint from blood loss. Goddess Phyllis had her released from the ceiling and foot clamps so that Sarah was prone. This was a perfect position for Goddess Phyllis, Rebecca and Chemaine to urinate on Sarah’s wounds. As Sarah passed out, Goddess Phyllis was making kissing sounds to her two girls. They were so lovely when they were inflicting pain. She loved them so much.
I had to clean up the mess, of course. Dog Linda, who had been a nurse at one time, was allowed to treat the wounds of the bloody girls. The doggy had not used her hands in so long that she ached as she cleansed and dressed the wounds and gave the girls antibiotics and some pain killers. Both were wrapped in the aloe jackets that helped speed the healing process. Goddess Phyllis came over to them. “KathyJ, your punishment is over. Sarah, yours is not. Babe, come here.” Babe got up, all three hundred and forty pounds of her and her massive 58DDD tits, and walked over to her goddess. “Babe, I am going to have Sarah spend some time with you. I want you to distend her asshole and teach her what it is like to be a toilet. It worked well with Geena and should work as well or better with this girl. While you are working on this, I will take Geena with me and have her teach my cunts-in-waiting what happens when the Goddess is displeased. You will have Geena over in one hour.” Babe repeated the words that all of them said many times for many reasons: “Yes, Goddess Phyllis.”
The cunts-in-waiting were surprised to hear that Geena would be teaching them a lesson. After all, Geena had committed one grave transgression, and besides the punishment mentioned at the beginning of this chapter, Geena was forced to watch as the owner of the real cock, a nice black man, had his shlong bit off by Ellie M and bled to death all over Geena, a long, slow, painful death that Geena never forgot. But Geena had comeback from this to reestablish her reputation as a sexual force. And few could fuck an ass better than Geena.
Next: Life with Babe and Geena