0 comments/ 14627 views/ 0 favorites Jade Sings By: Taunus Disclaimer: This story is fiction. No resemblance to persons, living or dead, is intended or should be inferred. Oleg hurries to be at Jade's dressing room. He wants to see her before she has to leave to be on stage. He works as a guard at the nearby Cybersex Internet Prison. The Cyber Prison houses dangerous or infamous girls between eighteen and twenty-four years old. It was in the prison that Oleg met Jade. Oleg taps three times on the dressing room door. Jade hastens to unlock and open it. She has her outfit on with the front unbuttoned, exposing her small but firm breasts. She hasn't put on her underwear either, keeping her privates available for Oleg's use and abuse. "Greetings, Master," she says. Her voice is surely the voice of an angel. She is a popular singer with a secret dark side. In BDSM vernacular, she is a "pain slut." She keeps this as a closely guarded secret. But it is an overpowering obsession. Sometimes, driven by desire and without a Master, she would pinch, pull, and twist her own nipples and clitoris. Oleg closes the dressing room door behind him and locks it with its flimsy bolt. As soon as the door closes, Jade approaches Oleg and arches her back, her hands behind her back, offering her teats. Oleg pinches her dusky areolas between thumbs and forefingers. He pulls, pinches, and twists her nipples. She utters a low groan and whispers, "thank you, Master." Oleg is used to handling girls in the prison. He does the intake and body cavity searches. After removing a girl's clothing, his job is to explore her orifices for contraband or weapons. He always starts with the mouth, removing any partial plates. Although he has been warned that some oriental girls are able to hide a thin blade under their tongue, he has yet to experience that phenomenon. The anal examination follows the oral. The girls' reactions very from acceptance and arousal to absolute refusal, and everything imaginable in between! The shy girl imprisoned for the first time and never having had an anal exam may easily clench her buttocks together. In almost every case a stock statement on the mandatory nature of the thorough body cavity search will suffice. On rare occasions, it may be necessary to strap an recalcitrant prisoner to a gynecological chair and forcefully spread her glorious hemispheres to expose her comely rosette, unprotected, vulnerable, and available. There is always some loudmouth prisoner who insists on privacy and a female guard. Oleg has little patience with such attitude and gives the pouty prisoner a single warning before summonsing back up and dragging the offender to the gynecological chair and the duck-billed speculum. At the other end of the spectrum are those girls who whisper, imploring the guard to be gentle. "Gentle" is a relative term. Ditto for those girls who insist that the examination be done quickly with the insistence to "get this over with." There is time allotted for the body cavity search. Oleg is never in a rush to finish a day's work. The fool hurries; with duties done, the management will simply assign additional work. Tears start to form in Jade's eyes; Oleg releases her swollen breasts. She lifts up her skirt to invite him to pinch, pull, and twist her clitoris and her pussy lips. Oleg obliges. Hurting a girl never gives Oleg enjoyment or satisfaction before Jade. With her, things are different. She is a true lover of spankings, whippings, and pain. But, in a dressing room, the loud slaps of a spanking may alert security at the minimum and give the paparazzi issues for the tabloids. At any rate, his fingers pinch Jade's clitoris and pussy lips, pull and twist. She moans and offers Oleg a passionate kiss. He releases her so that she can fasten her bra and put on her panties. Her stage show is about to begin. "I have something special for you, Jade," Oleg mentions, showing her a huge, black dildo. "Oh, Master," she responds and kisses him again. She slides it into her rectum, stretching and distending her tiny, taut, tight rosette. There is the knock at the door; she is up next on stage. Oleg remains in the dressing room for a while before wandering within hearing distance of her performance. He will not be able to stay for her whole concert; he stays as long as he can before going back to the Internet Cybersex Prison. Back at the prison things go as always: mouth, ass, pussy, always in that order. After the oral and anal exam, Oleg discards his green latex gloves and shoves three fingers into a girl's vagina. On very rare occasions, he may find a virgin. Should that occur, the girl is taken to the gynecological chair and pried open with a speculum. But that's not the case tonight. There is, however, one of the inductees who is on her period. Oleg inserts a long, thin S-shaped probe into her uterus and removes some tissue for analysis. The discomfiture is exquisite and in some cases there is acute flashes of unbearable pain. Tonight the menstruating girl is strong and endures her examination without crying or screaming out loud. One major aspect of the body cavity search is the humiliation and embarrassment of some of the prisoners. They are stripped in full view of the rest of the coffle; they are examined publicly, and their privates and anus are discussed. Oleg smiles as he comments: "Wow. Your Taboo Treasure Trove is tiny, tight, taut, girl. That tiny rosette must drive your mistress wild." Later, when doing her vaginal exam, Oleg will remark: "Hmm, your Glory of Glories is tight, girl, but your Holy of Holies is huge. You know that you have a cavernous cunt." Jade is sent to the prison as an object lesson by her manager. She made no special impression during her intake and body cavity search. Oleg recalls how she cried as he pressed hard on her uterus, ovaries, and bladder. She had a full bladder and had had no opportunity to relieve herself. When prodded, pokes, probed, pressed, and pushed, some girls will wet themselves, adding to their humiliation and degradation. After processing the dozen girls in the coffle, Oleg searched through their discarded mufti. Jade had a remarkable Compact Disk (CD) recording. She was a singer. Over time, Oleg manages to accrue political capital. He is able to acquire Jade as his personal slave. He tells him when she is turned over for his use that "I will run away if you don't whip me." He realizes that this girl is a pain slut who will only submit to pain, humiliation, and control. He knows several of her intense dislikes: being watched on the toilet, being naked in public, and having to masturbate and cum in front of other women. He makes sure that such events will come to pass. Her disgust enhances her physical abuse. Jade thrills the audience. At the end of her performance, she can feel the butt plug sliding out. The mortification of having a butt plug fall out on stage would be intense. Somehow she is able to finish her routine and dart back to the dressing room. There is a note from Oleg: "After one hour the butt plug will self-lubricate and shrink. Good luck on holding it in place." Jade smiled as she read it. Only Oleg would have such a creative mind! 6 May 2013 Jade Sings Ch. 02 Disclaimer: This story is fiction. No resemblance to persons, living or dead, is intended or should be inferred. There are the five "T's" of punishment and discipline in the prison system: Tease, Test, Torment, Torture, and Terminate. Oleg might go so far as to torment, but Jade, the singer, wants to press the envelope. She has said: "I will run away if you don't whip me." Reluctant, but resolute on keeping the valuable slave girl, Oleg sharpens his techniques. Jade's stage concert is over. This evening Oleg is off work at the Cybersex Internet Prison. He is waiting backstage for Jade. As she exits, he calls for a cab. "You did great tonight," he says as they wait for their ride. "Master is so kind," Jade responds. They are silent during the taxicab ride to Jade's apartment. Once inside Jade undresses. Her clothes are damp from sweat under the bright stage lights. She takes a moment to scrub the makeup from her face. Then she takes out her cuffs and cuffs her hands behind her back, making her breasts and privates available. She is expecting to have her perfectly proportioned mammary abused. Oleg wants to keep the girl, so he obliges her fantasy, albeit against his normal nature. Oleg prefers to humiliate, embarrass, and mortify a girl and keep her helpless. He likes to have a bound girl eat from his hand and beg permission for the toilet, always being observed and forced to have eye contact. But this is a special girl. He feeds from her dark side. Grasping her areolas between thumbs and forefingers, he pinches, pulls, and twists her teats. This is the old high school "titty twister" done to girls in a crowded hallway by a jock between classes. The experience is deja vu for Jade. Jade moans and her knees feel wobbly. She puckers her lips and offers a passionate kiss. "I love you, Master," he whispers. Oleg rapes her pink, pouty, puffy lips with a kiss. Her tongue vibrates in his mouth. Vaginal secretions ooze from her pudenda and streak down milky thighs. The pain and pleasure combine to give synergistic arousal. As they separate, Oleg slaps Jades breasts hard. She winces in pain and feels her pubococcygeal muscles tense. She experiences a deep vaginal orgasm. "Put me to the suspension, Master," she pleads. Oleg obliges, first putting padded leather ankle cuffs on the beauty. Then attaches the cuffs to high bedposts, raising her carved ivory derriere six inches above the bed. Cloth restraints pull her knees apart displaying her hirsute hypogastric triangle, vulva, and her tiny clitoris peeks out of its hood between her labia. The urethral orifice is also visible and available for abuse. Jade blushes as Oleg feels her warm, moist privates. Then, without warning, he slaps her pussy hard. She writhes in pain and perverse enjoyment. Oleg fetches a long, narrow flexible cane. He stands between her parted legs and enjoys the view of her vulva and perineum. She clenches her buttocks tight to protect her rosette. Jade is terrified at the thought of having her anus whipped, a punishment saved for a particularly heinous offense. Then the whipping begins in earnest. The sound of the thin cane striking a wet and engorged vulva is unmistakable. Jade hears the slap but is momentary numb to the pain. As the second strike is about to come, she realizes the totality of the caning. Jade screams out loud. Her apartment is soundproof. This is a necessity to practice music. Here it serves a double purpose, concealing her dark, depraved desires and crass carnal cravings. Oleg is careful not to bruise her creamy, soft inner thighs. With each strike of the can, Jade's vulva swells and darkens. Her comely clit is hard and red. The pain is exquisite. She must be able to conceal her stripes and whelps. Oleg notices something unusual. Her hidden veranda, her perineum, has a tiny glyph tattooed on it. This is not usually visible; however, the skin discoloration has highlighted the marking. "What is this on your 'taint,'" Oleg inquires. (The term "tain" is derived from the slang "it ain't" meaning neither pussy or asshole.) Jade blushes. "It is my Yakusa tag, Master," she answers. She is clearly uncomfortable. The tattoo is only supposed to be visible under fluorescent lighting. But the caning has raised her skin. Jade begs her Master not to reveal her slave symbol. She was able to start a new life after serving her sentence in the Cybersex Internet Prison. Oleg removes Jade from the suspension and chains her hands above her head. She expects to have her legs spread apart, but she is allowed to stand with her feet on the ground. Oleg places a brick between her legs. It is clear that she is to keep in from falling. But from what event, is the question. "I have something new for you, Jade," Oleg announces. He shows her a long, black cylinder. "Inside this tube is a bottle brush. The bristles will unfold once inside your pussy. I will attach the brick to it and let you hold the brick between your legs. Then comes the butt plug. You will have five minutes to climax from anal masturbation. If you exceed the time, then you can hold the brick as long as you can. Once it falls, the bottle brush will abrade and scratch your vagina as it makes its descent." Jade blanches pale with fear. She wonders if she will be able to achieve an orgasm from anal stimulation. She focuses her mind on her most pleasurable moments: the roar of the crowd, the adulation of adoring fans, the public accolades and tribute, and so on. Driving herself back and forth on the butt plug is is somehow able to climax. "Good girl," Oleg says as he slides the black sheath over the bottle brush and removes the cruel device from her vagina. "Maybe five minutes is too much time?" he asks rhetorically. Jade wonders just how painful it would be for a baby bottle brush to be pulled from her vagina. She shudders at the thought. And she suddenly realizes that the black cylinder could also be inserted into her tiny, taut, tight anus. How the bristles are compacted into the small cylinder and expand to scrape and scratch. What would be the expected danger of infection? What sadistic mind came up with this device? 9 May 2013