Xiao once again listened helplessly as Lady Uzume strolled down from the upper reaches of the prison, set down some heavy items, and then stepped out before her captive. Xiao gave a shocked gasp when she saw the plexus of leather straps clutching to the woman’s hips and from her crotch jutted a large black manhood. For a moment, Xiao assumed that the woman had magically conjured herself a real penis but then she saw that it was a separate toy, worn to imitate, but still just as effective on someone as restrained as she.

“Like it, slave?” she purred and grabbed the phallus at its base. Stepping forward, she started to rub the head of the toy around Xiao’s face and laughed as she cringed and whimpered.

With a heartless cackle, she quickly installed a ball gag and then sashayed around the pillory. She leaned down and Xiao heard the rattle of chains before she felt cool steel closing about her wrists. The cuffs clicked and tightened and then a much larger one was installed around the base of her neck. The feel of naked steel was an unusual one. The material was too valuable to waste save on the most important and functional purposes. Squandering it on something as strange as restraint was puzzling to say the least and to Xiao it almost felt like jewellery of the most extravagant kind.

The straps on her left leg were unfastened and her ankle pulled forward until her knee was up by her breast before another cuff snatched hold of it. When her leg went limp, she found that it was connected to another chain, one that reached up and linked her wrists and collar. The other leg was similarly captured and Uzume opened the pillory and hauled her languid form from the padded surfaces.

The tyrant dropped her to the floor and closed the cuffs another few teeth to ensure they were fixed tightly to the areas that had previously been enclosed in leather. She then moved a small switch on the surface that locked them to prevent anymore closure, but only the correct key could coerce them into opening.

A glint of metal caught the light and Uzume revealed that small key in her fingers. After deliberately getting her captive’s attention she stood up and slid the item into the front of her thong. With a slight wriggle she inserted the item and gave a shudder as its chill surfaces entered her body.

Xiao lurked on the floor, remaining on all fours as the five cuffs kept her in a curtailed squat. She stretched out against the impositions and when the chains snapped taut and revealed the maximum degrees of her movement, she instead looked around.

At the base of the stairs was a wooden bucket and a large scrubbing brush. Uzume marched to it and grabbed a leather stem from which a bushel of long thick straps emerged.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Get to it!” snarled Uzume.

The woman gathered the ends of the straps in one fist and yanked to make them snap together with a sharp cry.

Xiao started to scuttle over to the items and gave barks of pain when she accidentally knelt on the trailing chains. Keeping her legs wide and her hands close together, she dragged the weighty lengths beneath her and grabbed the brush as soon as she arrived.

The flogger flew in an overhead arc and descended across her back. The brutal signal made her jolt as heat spread through the assailed region. Uzume let the tentacles loiter on her for a moment and then trailed them aside. The leather slithered against her skin and fell away before being carried in another full circle. This time they swept down into the crease of her rear and the tips spanked to her pussy. Xiao gave a shriek and jumped up, only to be stalled by the collar. She dragged her hands up with her and then collapsed back to the ground, pressing her cheek to the wood and holding to the brush for strength as the scathing fires in her loins made her sob and chew on her gag.

“Get to work, slave!” ordered Uzume, and the flogger dropped across a wide expanse of her back to push her down towards the ground. The straps remained on her as a warning and Xiao humbly reached up, dropped the brush in the water, and started to scrub diligently at the timbers.

“Come on, slut. Faster! I want this done before sundown!” growled Uzume but left the flogger in place. Xiao scrubbed as quickly as she could, throwing her upper body into each shove as she felt the leather shifting on her back.

An arbitrary jerk carried the flogger aside and Xiao cringed in anticipation of another stroke.

“No delays!”

Uzume stepped behind her and after using the side of her boot to offer a light kick into Xiao’s bottom, she laid the weapon to the base of her back. Xiao’s hindquarters sank towards the ground, and she recommenced her work with new gusto.

“Yes, much better. But get that arse up! Show me your pussy!”

Xiao shuddered at the coarse attitude and the derision with which she was being regarded. Nevertheless, the flogger and the woman’s brutal tones were not to be denied and so even though it savaged her with derogation to do so, she brought her legs inward and elevated her rear.

She felt a boot step onto her buttock and then jab the heel into her.

“Legs apart! Nice and wide!”

Scrubbing and weeping, Xiao drew her knees apart and arched her front down towards the ground to comply. It made scrubbing even harder, but she persevered as best she could.

“Yes, much better. Maybe I should fuck this tight little hole,” murmured Uzume.