Notes From The Underground

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Karolyn shivered in the warm heavy night air. About her she could hear (more than she could see) the massive crowd assembled before her. Bright lights effectively blinded her as she stood dazed, knees shaking, in the Castle courtyard, where only a few hours before she had been married. Her mind whirled with the horrible events that had occurred since that pleasant moment which now seemed so far-off in both time and space. After barging in on her, Headmistress Echo had dragged her before Mistress Prudence, Laura, and other women she had never seen or met before. What followed had been as swift as it had been embarrassing and confusing. Karolyn had been too terrified and upset to follow what had transpired, and before she could recover sufficiently to figure out what was happening she found herself being escorted by two guards to the Castle dungeon, a place she had not even known existed.

What followed was something she could not have contemplated even in her worse nightmares. The woman Susan who now stood next to her, had performed the more horribly unimaginable degradations upon her person, all of which had been excruciatingly witnessed not only by the Headmistress and Laura but compete strangers. Now Karolyn found herself standing near-naked before what appeared to be a huge crowd of exited women, tubes stuck up her pisshonie and ass. Cramps wracked her distended belly and her painfully full bladder ached from all the water that Susan had forced her to drink. Sweat covered her clammy skin and it took all Karolyn's will just to remain standing. Somewhere in front of her she could hear Prudence speaking to the crowd, but her mind was too dazed and preoccupied for her to understand what she was saying. After and interminable period of time that seemed neither long nor short, Prudence stopped speaking and Susan tightened her grip on her forearm and pushed her forward. "You're on slut", she said.

Karolyn staggered forward into the blinding light and noisy crowd which she could sense was not too far away from where she stood. The metal bar draped across her shoulders and to which her wrists were strapped weighed her down with the bags of attached fluids that where hooked-up to the tubes coming out of lower part of her body. Karolyn almost tripped over the rough stones of the Castle courtyard and would have fallen if Susan had not been supporting her arm. After walking about 30 feet or so, they stopped in front of a raised circular area in the courtyard. Pointing to a metal pole on the ground, Susan said, "lay down there."

In the short time Karolyn had known Susan, she had learned not to object or question her. Turning around she knelt down on the ground next to the pole and then sat back. It was difficult to sit and lie down with her arms extended ninety degrees to either side of her body. Karolyn's shoulders and arms moved up and down as if she were pretending to fly in some childish game played on a sunny afternoon in the park with friends. However this was no game nor was she surrounded by friends. As Karolyn struggled to lie back, two guards moved forward and grabbing her arms and legs, placed her on top of the pole. Her back arched as the cold round mental pressed into her spine. But before she could even moan, Karolyn felt her angles being strapped to the circular disk attached to the lower end of the pole. The guard near her head pulled up on the bar attached to her arms and she heard a sharp 'click' as the bar fastened itself to the pole. The two guards then grabbed her arms and pulled her body upright. Moving her slightly to the right, they positioned her in the center of the raised area and Karolyn felt a slight bump as the end of the pole below her feet slid into a hole in the ground. As the guards moved away, Susan grabbed the small white apron that covered her pisshonie and pulled it away from her body. This had been the only garment that had protected what had remained of Karolyn's modesty. She was now naked before the crowd which screamed with excitement. As Susan pulled the apron away she also unfastened the devices holding the tubes in Karolyn pisshonie and ass. These she also pulled free, letting them fall way to either side of Karolyn's body. "Show time" slut she said moving way into the blinding light.

For a moment time seemed to stand still. Karolyn still dazed looked around her but could see little beyond the tips of the fingers of her out-stretched hands and arms. A deafening blanket of noise seemed to surround her and the night air was heavy and humid against her sweating skin. Looking to either side, Karolyn could see that her wrists were still firmly secured to the bar across her shoulders. The bar was in turn was fastened to the pole that ran down the length of her body and into the ground. Although Karolyn could not see her feet she could feel that she was standing on a metal mesh, which uncomfortably pressed into the soles of her bare feet. Between her legs and near her pisshonie she could feel another metal tube. It was impossible for her to escape; she was effectively tied to this strange apparatus, her arms outstretched before a large but unseen crowd. Karolyn could feel her knees shaking as she abstractly reviewed her situation. She casually tugged at the straps binding her wrists and ankles, as someone might tug on a door to verify that it was secure. Nothing seemed real or important; it was as if she were in some bizarre dream from which she would awake in good time.

It was the sound of running water that broke Karolyn's detached reflection. Strange, there was no water nearby, she thought. Where could it be coming from? Then she felt the wetness on her thighs. Looking down she could see that she was peeing on herself. She had forgotten her aching bladder which had involuntarily started to release itself. Karolyn blushed and tried to stop the flow but could not; her poor abused bladder had taken control. It was then that the cramps hit her, violent and strong. At that moment reality rushed back into back to Karolyn consciousness and along with it came the roar and voices from the excited crowd.

"The slut's pissing herself" Karolyn heard someone say as laughter filled the night air.

"Oh god no!" Karolyn moaned. But as these words left her mouth her ass exploded as a jet of warm liquid rushed out of her body splattering the pole and her backside. The crowd roared again and laughter filled Karolyn's ears.

"Oh no! Please no!" she repeated. But there was worse to come. As the last of the fluids Susan had placed inside her left her body a terrible and irresistible itch filled the crack of her ass. Karolyn's pisshonie quivered simultaneously with intense desire and she involuntarily squeezed her thighs and ass cheeks together. "Oh god no! Oh no!" she moaned. Not in front of all these people! How could she? Karolyn had never been so embarrassed in all her life, not even when she had been spanked bare bottom by Headmistress Echo in front of her classmates or even when she had been forced to expose herself during her annual physical exams. The worse part was that, embarrassed and shamed as she was, her pisshonie was wild with desire. She had never been as excited down there as she was now! How could this possibly be? But the physical reality of Karolyn's situation did not permit her time to dwell on these matters; that would come later along with the inevitable guilt and shame for her current behavior. At the moment, the itch in her ass was screaming for attention. Karolyn's entire body shuddered and she wiggled in her restraints as she struggled to find some way, any way, of relieving it. Thrusting her ass backwards she felt the cool metal of the pole against her skin, and from below, attached to the bar between her legs she felt something flexible brush her bottom. Wiggling her ass frantically around, she bent her knees and lowered herself down onto the bar. As she did so, Karolyn felt what appeared to be a thick flexible tube move into the crack of her ass. Lowering herself a bit further, she felt the end of the tub over her anus.

What happened next would have been unthinkable just a few hours before. Karolyn would not be able to explain it or even recall exactly how the flexible tube found its way inside her ass, but that is exactly was happed. The next thing she was aware of was feeling the tube inside her and the shudder of pleasure that swept though her ass and pisshonie. Wiggling around, she moved the tube in and out of her body, scratching the irresistible itch in her ass. As she did so, Karolyn became aware of another flexible tube, this time in front of her that seemed to extend from the bar, like the tube in her ass. However this tube was positioned over the opening to her pisshonie. Whenever Karolyn took the tube behind her fully into her ass, the tube in front would penetrate into her pisshonie. Its first brush with the outside of her pisshonie sent a wave of pleasure through her body and she involuntarily moaned. The unseen crowd surrounding her roared with excitement and she heard someone say "They said she was a virgin, but she sure looks experienced to me!" This remark was accompanied by a bark of laughter and more disparaging remarks from other women in the crowd.

"It looks like the little slut has done this before!"

"Well, she better enjoy herself while she can!"

However Karolyn only half heard these remarks. The itch in her ass was now in her pisshonie also, and her body took reflexive control from her mind. Before she knew what as happening, Karolyn found herself pumping her body back and forth across the bar between her legs, as she tried to satisfy both 'itches'. If she could have seen herself she would have been aghast. From just a few feet away she looked as if she were riding a galloping horse, her pelvis moving forwards and backwards in perfect time to the unseen pony between her thighs. However Karolyn could not control herself, so intense were the urges that drove her. She paused only once, to lift herself off the bar and tubes and to expel the fluids that the tube in her ass had been slowly but steadily injecting into her body. But she did this almost unconsciously, as a jockey might hurriedly scratch an irritating itch, so as not to break focus as she galloped intently towards the finish line in a close and heated race.

The finish-line for Karolyn was just as real and close as it was for the jockey; quivers of pleasure traversed her body from both her ass and pisshonie, traveling downward through her thighs and upwards into the erect nipples of her bobbing breasts and into her neck and the back of her head. Moaning and sweating Karolyn moved her body frantically back and forth, reaching and straining for her goal. When she finally reached it, time exploded into a red haze of pleasure that left her entire body shaking in an intense spasm of physical pleasure. Karolyn heard but did not recognize her voice as she screamed "On god yes! Oh god! It feels so good! Oh god!"

The crowd roared again with delight as they saw Karolyn's body wither and spasm with her intense orgasm. But for Karolyn the crowd had ceased to exist. As the pleasure subsided the red haze that enveloped her vision turned black and unconsciousness wrought from the physical exhaustion incurred by her ordeal enveloped her mind.

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Kathryn's life had fallen into a routine that she had implicitly accepted but did still not understand. She had spent a few more nights with Katrina but ironically these had added more to her confusion than her edification. Katrina was nice enough, and given a little more time, and more frequent contact, Kathryn might even have been able to say that she truly loved her older consort. However she found Katrina both perplexing and mysterious. Their conversations had done little to further Kathryn's understanding of her situation or the exact nature of their relationship. Kathryn knew from talking with Phoebe that Katrina was an extremely important and powerful woman, an exceedingly good 'catch' as Headmistress Echo would have said. She treated Kathryn well (at least as far as Kathryn could tell) but their time together was both infrequent and always occupied by 'wedding night activities', as Kathryn termed them.

Not that Kathryn altogether disliked participating in these kinds of activities (although she still found them intensely embarrassing and too shameful to discuss). Paradoxically they somehow always left her feeling closer and more deeply bonded to Katrina and for this reason part of her secretly enjoyed them. She had even come to understand why married women would do these strange physical acts, but beyond the emotional closeness she felt for Katrina, she knew very little about the older women (other than the few facts Phoebe had told her). To make matters more difficult, Katrina was not much of a conversationalist, especially when it came to discussing herself. More over, when she did speak, it was usually in a frustratingly obtuse manner that always left Kathryn feeling that she had missed something or had not completely understood what had been said. Kathryn had tried to ask for clarification on several occasions, but Katrina usually just smiled and patted her knee saying "don't worry my dear you will understand everything in time." All this of course left Kathryn uncertain and confused about her situation. Was she really married to Katrina? If so, why did she always have to return to the dungeon after a night spent together as a married couple? Was it because Katrina was too busy to spend more time with her? Or was it as Laura hinted, because she needed more training? And why did she still need to wear these awful diapers? And what about her marriage to Alex? These were but a few in a long list of questions that Kathryn had, but it seemed no one could (or would) answer. The net result was that Kathryn understood less about her life in the dungeon now than when she had first arrived. It was only her powerlessness to change matters that had forced her into an implicit acceptance of her current life.

To make matters worse, Laura had insisted that she spend her time 'training' with Phoebe. The training consisted of activities that Kathryn found even more embarrassing and humiliating than the wedding night activities she engaged in with Katrina. Phoebe had started by explaining the various parts of her pisshonie to Kathryn. She did this by pulling up her short tunic and spreading her legs, nonchalantly exposing her own pisshonie to Kathryn. Kathryn had blushed from her hairline to her toes and looked away.

"What's the matter?" Phoebe had asked.

"Its…its….you…." stammered Kathryn.

Phoebe had stared at her incredulously. "You can't still be embarrassed by this, after all this time and after all you've been through!"

"Yes" Kathryn had whispered, still looking away from her exposed companion.

"Unbelievable!" said Phoebe. "Listen Kathryn, you need to get over this extreme shyness. There is nothing to be ashamed of."

"I guess" answered Kathryn, still looking away.

Phoebe sighed then she did something Kathryn had not expected. Grapping Kathryn's hand, she placed it on her pisshonie. "Feel me I'm the same as you, except for the hair."

Kathryn had blushed and had instantly withdrawn her hand, as if she had touched something very hot. But Phoebe had persisted taking Kathryn's hand she placed it on her pisshonie again, without releasing it. Kathryn had cringed, but unable to move her hand she had eventually relaxed, letting her fingertips caress the soft hair between Phoebe's legs. After that, Phoebe had proceeded to name the various parts of her pisshonie: labia, clitoris, and so on. Kathryn had heard these names before, but she had never really learned the terms and had quickly forgotten their various associations to this most embarrassing and taboo part of her body.

Phoebe had forced her to memorize them however, much to Kathryn's embarrassment. When she had done so, Phoebe had then proceeded to discuss their purpose and function. Kathryn of course found this excruciatingly embarrassing and she had difficulty in focusing and listening to her mentor. For her part, Phoebe had found this entire process both perplexing and frustrating. She could not understand or truly believe that Kathryn was so ignorant and naïve as she pretended to be. It took all her patience not to loose her temper and keep the lessons moving along. She knew Kathryn was bright enough, but when it came to simple everyday facts and just common knowledge she was an extremely slow and reluctant learner. As such, training that should have taken a few hours ended up taking weeks. This created a bit of tension between the pair and both women found themselves spending more and more of their free time alone.

For Kathryn this did not work in her favor, since Phoebe was her only real resource in trying to understand her situation. There were many questions that she would have liked to discuss with her mentor and companion, but was now unable to due to her embarrassment. As such, Kathryn found herself suspended in a sort of information limbo, unable to clarify things with Katrina or discuss matters with Phoebe.

This is where things stood when Laura suddenly walked in and said to Phoebe "Prepare her. Katrina has summoned her for tonight."

Kathryn could feel her heart beat faster with both anxious anticipation and excitement. Seeing Katrina would afford her another opportunity to perhaps gain more insight into her situation. On the other hand, these visits always made her anxious since she knew the embarrassing acts she would have to perform, acts that she secretly enjoyed, despite the feelings of shame and humiliation they caused. However, Kathryn was not too unhappy with the sudden summons. A few minutes before Laura walked in, Phoebe had been instructing her in the proper technique for 'servicing' (i.e. kissing and licking) a mistress's pisshonie. She had then asked Kathryn to demonstrate her understanding on her. Kathryn had been embarrassed beyond words and was about to protest her mentor's shameful request when Laura had arrived. Kathryn had been both relieved and strangely disappointed at the same time, for Phoebe's request had also made her strangely excited, a fact she could neither ignore nor reconcile, and this in turn always left her feeling conflicted, just as she felt with Katrina.

Kathryn would have been surprised to find out that Phoebe enjoyed these training sessions even less than she did, since, as she was not allowed to cum, it would mean that her mentor would be left frustrated and on edge. However now that Laura had interrupted them, both women would get a reprieve from training.

Phoebe looked at her and managed a slight smile. She was clearly as happy as Kathryn for a reprieve from their training routine. "Ready?" she said.

"Yes" said Kathryn standing up.

"Let's go then" said Phoebe, getting up.

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Echo looked down at her notes and said "There seem to be no adverse side effects, although no one can be sure what the longer term effects might be. It's just too new to tell yet."

Prudence nodded but remained silent, thinking over the possible options.

Echo's life had started to change now that Kathryn, Karolyn, and Kourtney were no longer her direct responsibility. With the Varinia Affair successfully concluded and only two of the 5K's left, Echo had found herself transitioning from schoolhouse Headmistress into a fully working member of Zax's professional staff. Ostensibly, she would still be conducting research, albeit of a most interesting and unusual kind, but in addition Prudence had expanded her role as a key member of her team.