Yuu Ch. 02

Disclaimer: This story is fiction cast in the future. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.



Yuu is an eighteen-year-old Japanese schoolgirl who is currently an inmate in the Internet Cybersex Prison. Henry is a seventy-five-year-old retiree and subscriber to the live camera feed from her cell. Jane is the gynoid caregiver assigned to maintain Henry. Mistress Anna is a matron in the prison; Oleg is a guard.

Yuu has failed to perform during her morning wake-up and is scheduled for punishment. Henry is trying to reach the site and log-in, but is experiencing technical difficulties.

"The Internet needs to be improved," the crusty, crass curmudgeon Henry complains.

"Just be patient," Jane advises. "Your site is like in Siberia or someplace similar. Cold and distant."

"I want to watch Yuu's punishment, Jane," Henry interjects. "I'm sure that they will employ a new version of the Virtual Reality helmet!"

"The VR helmet with powerful, variable, directed magnetic fields?" Jane inquires.

"Precisely and exactly," Henry replies. "Now, with the advent of a suitable transfer function, even dreams can be induced, memories reconstituted, and (gasp) a female may have an irresistible compunction to climax sexually. This has been observed in certain cases of brain tumors or brain damage from automobile accidents. The female's inhibitions are overridden by impulse. This requires a powerful, directed magnetic field. Just now the technology to accurately and precisely induce and direct such a field is coming to use."

"Oh," Jane utters. Just then the monitor comes on line. Yuu is already in position, her hands cuffed and above her head via a chain from the ceiling. Yuu shows no embarrassment---the Internet Cybersex Prison permits no privacy. The girls soon learn that they have no expectation of privacy. Worse still is the cell where the girl is afforded no amenities: toilet paper, Kotex, or running water.

Oleg is inserting a blue "saddle" on Yuu. The saddle is a device that fits in Yuu's stride. It has an inflatable butt plug, an inflatable dildo, and an indwelling female urinary catheter. Yuu is doubly miserable as the dildo presses against her tumescent, turgid cervix. This day is the second, and strongest day of her period. She is "flooding."

After a brief commercial message peddling the VR helmet and its robust features, the helmet is placed on Yuu's head and energized. Her vital signs are reported from the saddle and from the helmet. The saddle is a primitive BDSM device, purely mechanical. The saddle can be used to force enemas, distend the bladder, massage or irritate the vagina, or permit the insertion of a uterine catheter. The uterine catheter can be used to inject various and sundry liquids into the girl's womb. Mistress Anna loves to inject the juice of hot chili peppers; today, however, the it is the new VR helmet is to be demoed.

There is the all-too-familiar sixty-cycle AC hum as the powerful transformer generates the necessary power. The dashboard on Henry's computer comes alive. Henry is techno-savvy. Those not familiar with electromagnetic fields and waves find much of the dashboard to be naught but Greek. Henry is fascinated with the complex analysis. It is complex both in the lay definition as well as the mathematical complex variable sense. Transducers indicate the activation and stimulation of Yuu's orgasmic brain region.

"May a girl cum, Mistress?" Yuu begs as the stimulation becomes intense.

"No, Yuu," Mistress Anna replies. "You must hold your orgasm until given permission. Yuu twists and turns, pulling against her restraints, as chemical messengers flood her limbic brain with hormones and endorphins.

Yuu tries to focus her thoughts and mind from the approaching, earth-shattering orgasm. She cannot believe that technology has such overarching control. Her struggling is in vain. She writhes and squirms as she climaxes. The vital signs on the dashboards all confirm the obvious: Yuu is cumming, and cumming multi-orgasmic as well.

"Oleg, cane this girls bare buttocks, back, teats, and cunt. Ten strokes on each." Mistress Anna demands.

"Yes, Mistress," Oleg replies and fetches a large rattan cane.

Yuu feels the ebb and flow of her orgasms. She decides that she will not afford the observers the satisfaction of hearing her cry out or scream in pain. She will stoically endure the canings.

"Is a girl ready," Oleg asks?

"Yes, Master," Yuu answers. The cane strikes her bare bottom. Yuu swallows hard and speaks: "One, thank you Master, may I have another, please?"

The cane strikes her bare bottom a second time. Yuu struggles not to scream in pain. Yuu feels a flow of vaginal fluid as she experiences another orgasm. She manages to speaks: "Two, thank you Master, may I have another, please?"

Oleg strikes harder, fully expecting Yuu to cry out. Tears flow from her eyes, she is drooling, her nose is running, but she does not scream. Yuu speaks: "Three, thank you Master, m... may I have another, please?"

Oleg delivers another stroke to Yuu's carved ivory derrière, which now has four whelps. Yuu counts and asks for "more please."

The fifth stroke is low, near her legs. Yuu is cumming again. The blue saddle, tight in her crotch, holds the fluid in. She utters: "Five, th... thank you Master. May this girl have another?"

Yuu is disgusted at having to thank her punisher and ask for something that she clearly does not want. Moreover, to have to use the P-word (please). She has grown accustomed to the six strokes of the thin, flexible cane. But this is ten strokes with a thick cane. And she will have to endure caning on her back, tits, and pussy as well.

The sixth stroke comes quickly and Yuu loses her footing, being suspended from falling by the wrist cuffs, which hurt her a maximum. She says: "Six, thank you Master, may I have another please?" She seems to be winning the battle of wills with Mistress Anna. Despite her annoying orgasms and the painful strokes, she has managed to respond without giving her observers the satisfaction of watching her scream and beg "enough."

Oleg delivers the seventh stroke. Tears cascade down Yuu's hot pink cheeks. She struggles as if through a cloud and says: "Seven, thank you Master, may I have another please?" Oleg strikes Yuu an eighth time. She counts and asks for another stroke. Oleg strikes Yuu bare bottom a ninth time. She tries to speak but is held back for a moment by a mind-numbing orgasm, induced by a powerful magnetic field. At last she is able to utter: "Nine th.. thank you, m... Master. More please."

"Louder girl," Mistress Anna commands.

Oleg delivers the final stroke to her derrière. Yuu coughs and says "Ten" followed by "thank you" and "another please.

Mistress Anna says: "We need to move on. Cane her shoulders next, Oleg. She doesn't need to count, save time. We have tits and pussy to go."

"Yes, Mistress Anna," Oleg replies. "Are you ready, girl?"

"Yes, Master," Yuu responds. She is unaware of the pain from a caning of her back. Heretofore she has always been caned on her bare bottom.

Oleg administers the ten strokes. Yuu struggles to keep from crying out in pain. At the eighth stroke, she lapses into unconsciousness. Mistress Anna steps forward and slaps her face hard, bringing Yuu back to her physical reality. Oleg quickly finishes up with strokes nine and ten. He then walks around to begin the caning of Yuu's tiny breasts. Mistress Anna smiles, knowing that for sure Yuu will break down crying and screaming and begging for a quick end.

Oleg retrieves a wooden paddle for Yuu's breasts. He rubs her breasts with the paddle before striking. Yuu didn't know such pain exists. Worse than that, she is forced to cum during the entire ordeal.

Caning the pussy is a bit of a problem. Oleg lowers the chain suspending Yuu's arms and has her spread her legs, making her privates available for an underhand swat. He then looks to Mistress Anna concerning the bright blue saddle nestled between her labia majora and held in place by a dildo, butt plug, and an indwelling urethral catheter. His first inclination is to remove the device.

"The saddle stays, Oleg," Mistress Anna commands.

"Yes, M'Lady," Oleg replies and retrieves a riding crop (quirt) for the tasking.

"Keep your legs apart, girl," Oleg directs Yuu. "Is a girl ready?"

"Yes, Master," Yuu replies, "please punish this girl's pussy."

Yuu has no idea of what is about to occur. Oleg serves the first stroke. The riding crop pinches the labia majora against the bright blue saddle on impact and shoots pain through her perineum, rectum, and vagina. Since it is her period, her uterus convulses and cramps, yielding excruciating pain. Yuu screams and brings her legs together.

Mistress Anna is finally satisfied as the girl cries out. Tears are flowing and dripping on her bruised tits. Oleg comes over and pulls her legs apart. Yuu simply cannot take the pain; her legs pull back together. Oleg leaves for a spreader bar.

"Thank you Master," Yuu says. She knows that Oleg can force her legs apart with many strokes. At least she must endure only nine more. On the second stroke, Yuu's comely clitoris is the target. The saddle rocks back, making her anus distend. The VR helmet makes her cum again. She has been having orgasm after orgasm for over half an hour now. How could something so wonderful become such a disgusting torment?

The third stroke is received. Yuu screams: "Ai!"

Mistress Anna feels that at last Yuu has been stripped of her final dignity. She is screaming and crying and struggling. "Beg for him to whip you harder, girl!"

Yuu would like nothing more in the world at this time than to defy Mistress Anna. She is at the limit of her endurance. She can no longer hold back her screams and cloak herself with the dignity and grace of silence. She coughs and pulls against her restraints.

"Please strike this girl's cunt harder, Master," Yuu pleads.

Before Oleg can answer or comply, Mistress Anna makes a remark: "Tell him how much you look forward to your final swats, girl. Make it authentic."

Hatred flashes through Yuu's eyes. She feels that she could kill Mistress Anna and tell God that she died. She works to compose herself and her request. "Oh, Master, this worthless slut begs for you to whip her dirty, ugly cunt. She loves to feel your strength with the quirt. Her pussy needs to be swollen and bruised. Please, Master. This worthless slut begs you please."

Mistress Anna smiles at the request. Oleg obliges her. At the next stroke Yuu's knees buckle. Mistress Anna steps forward and slaps her face again. Yuu smolders inside with rage. Then she feels the flush of an unwanted, induced orgasm. Never could she have dreamed of such torment, torture.

21 June 2014