The Prisoner Pt. 21

"We are honestly surprised that you didn't figure this out sooner. We have seen lots of photos and video of you. You were like a rabbit in the headlights. Clueless!"

Danielle then chipped in.

"Yea. Catherine even made you suffer more than you might have because you were too stupid to figure it out. Hope you enjoyed eating that cum," she giggled as Catherine joined in.

"I.... I," Martin tried to string some words together.

Catherine continued as she started to circle Martin.

"I just couldn't believe you didn't work it out. But I suppose that shows the contempt you had for me, Martin. I don't even enter your mind that what you did to me would be the cause of your confinement and torture here".

SMACK

Catherine hit Martin hard on his bare bottom as her anger grew, resulting in him letting out a scream.

"Please -," he started to beg.

"Danielle here was good enough to help me get my revenge on you Martin. No! Let me correct that. I mean for me to get JUSTICE for what you did."

SMACK SMACK. SMACK. SMACK. SMACK.

Catherine continued to punish him with her hand smacking his bottom as Danielle stood there looking him in the eye, recognising his pain and humiliation. Her taps, plus the smacks from Catherine had made him fully erect, his cock as hard as a rock sticking out from between his legs, adding to his embarrassment.

Danielle then walked to his right hand side and undid the rope holding his arms out. She then repeated that with his other arm. Martin was finally able to relax his arms by his sides.

It was only a small respite though because she then produced from her pocket a controller and pressed the upwards button. Martin felt the chain attached to the ceiling and his balls start to shorten, resulting in him being pulled slightly upwards onto his tip toes with his legs stretched into this stressful position.

"That's better," Danielle said. "No slouching, Martin."

SMACK SMACK SMACK.

Catherine smacked him again, making the rope tug on his balls.

"Do you know how many years I suffered because of you? The humiliation I suffered. The embarrassment," Catherine continued. "You made me feel used, like my body was not my own."

Martin at this point realised what she was referring too. Why had he not worked this out before? In his defence, he never thought as much of what happened as she did. And that is why it never immediately came to mind. What's the big deal? He did it with several women. They enjoyed it. And boys will be boys, right? But Martin now realised that it affected Catherine more than he realised. He was also starting to see that with having big sister Danielle to lean on, it was a massive mistake he had made.

"Well, Martin," Catherine said, calming down and returning to a slower and more measured, more determined voice, "How have you been feeling since your arrival here?"

Danielle chipped in, "I know how he has been feeling, Catherine. Exactly how we wanted him to feel."

Catherine continued. "Yea, have you been feeling embarrassed, Martin? Have you been feeling used? Like your body is not your own. Like you are a plaything for someone else's amusement? Multiple women looking at your naked body and judging you! Photographs being taken and used god knows where. How does it feel Martin? How does it feel?"

Catherine took the controller from Danielle and pressed the up button again to move the chain slightly further up.

AGGGGHHHHH.

Martin yelped in pain as the chain pulled him higher onto his tip-toes.

She pressed it once more.

AGGHHHHHH

"Please," Martin begged.

"Please what? Catherine replied. "Beg me to let you down. Beg me now or I will pull your balls off".

"Please. Please let me down. Please. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. Please. I beg you, Catherine. Don't hurt me.".

Catherine smirked at his submissiveness. This felt good. Really good. Martin strained on his tip-toes not sure how much longer he could hold his balance.

"Tell me that you belong to me," Catherine commanded, holding the controller in front of his face. "Tell me you are my bitch."

Martin wasn't going to argue. "I'm yours," he replied quickly. "I'm your bitch. I'm your bitch. Please."

Catherine smiled and then pushed and held the down button.

The chain above him loosened and he was able to relax and stand flat on his feet once more.

But Catherine kept her finger on the button, which meant the reversal was occurring with the chains attached to his balls from below now pulling him downwards. Martin was pulled towards the floor by his balls and had no choice but to go with it and get down on all fours.

Catherine, satisfied at his new position, then released the button.

"Kiss my feet," she commanded.

Martin hesitated.

"Kiss my feet NOW or back up you go & I will leave you there for half an hour."

Martin did what he was told. He now felt more scared than he had of any of Warden and the Officers. The prison staff were sadists, no doubt, but this felt different. Catherine was angry with him. And it made her more unstable.

"Good boy," she said to humiliate him further.

Danielle took the controller from Catherine who passed it across to her and then looked down at him. Then she knelt down and spoke softly while he was still kissing Catherine's feet.

"I was always going to make you suffer for what you did to my sister! This place is an amazing find. And how long we choose to keep you here depends on your actions during the next few days during our little visit. You had better please us. You had better please my sister. Or when we depart this place we will leave you here for a long, long time."

Martin knew she wasn't kidding. This was his way out. He needed to show them he had changed and was no longer the man he was. He wanted his freedom. He wanted out of this and his normal life back. And these two women had the power to grant him that wish. He made the decision there and then to obey them. Whatever they wanted, he would do it.

Martin continued kissing Catherine's feet, who after a while of enjoying watching Martin know his place, nodded across to Danielle who promptly pushed the up button on the controller. This made the bottom cord go slack and the upper cord go tight as it began to coil together. It now pulled upwards on Martin's balls forcing him into a standing position once again. Pretty soon he was being forced back onto his tip toes. Finally, it stopped and Martin was all stretched out upwards once more, concentrating hard to hold his balance.

"Oooh, I like this," Danielle said. "We have him under full control. Up and down!"

"Well, not full," Catherine disagreed. "Once they give us the control to his balls zapper, THEN we will have full control."

The two women laughed aloud.

Martin felt apprehensive at hearing that. He knew they will both ball zapp him as soon as they are given that infernal remote. Absolutely he was going to have to suffer some more of that now because they will want to have some fun with him.

Danielle went around front of Martin and moved his head into a position so she was looking him directly in the eye.

"Now, boy, you are going to tell us exactly what happened that night with Catherine. I want to hear it in your own words. That you know what you did. Fully know what you did. No excuses. Don't try to be clever with me. Do you understand?"

Martin nodded his head. Although tempted to leave out parts that are not going to get a positive reaction, he felt more scared in trying to play with the truth and then the girls catching him out or getting annoyed with him dancing around the point or outright lying. He decided then and there that he had to be honest.

"Don't play with me on this. Or you WILL regret it," Danielle warned Martin.

"I won't Danielle," Martin said almost panicked. "I will be truthful. I promise."

"Excellent," Catherine said joining in whilst moving backwards to sit on a chair at the back wall of the room, facing Martin.

"I have waited YEARS to hear this. To get the truth! And now, thanks to this fantastic place, I am going to hear it. Every single detail. Don't you dare miss anything out Martin or I will leave you strung up like that for hours!"

Martin gulped at the thought. His arms were already hurting and the balancing on his tip toes meant he had to concentrate very carefully not to slip and the wires cause a painful tug on his balls.

Danielle walked over to join her sister and pulled up a chair beside her. They looked on at a struggling stretched upwards Martin with pure delight. His body couldn't settle from the awkward stretch position he was now in which meant he kept wriggling. Danielle put the controller down on the floor, which Martin noticed and knew it meant they wouldn't be using it for a while. They were clearly leaving him like this to tell his account of what he did and ultimately why he is here.

"Come on then," Catherine said impatiently. "Time to tell us why you are here. I want to hear it, from the beginning. Will you tell me Martin?"

Martin nodded quickly in agreement, still trying hard to hold his balance in this awkward stretch position.

Catherine then looked across at Danielle and said,

"Excellent. We are about to find out exactly what we have been waiting for."

TO BE CONTINUED