June 29, 2011: Mavis Basement with Karen.

When I got there around early afternoon, Mavis had returned from picking up Karen. I stripped in the garage and went inside naked and found both of them in the living room. Mavis had me stand in front of them, hands behind my head, while she talked to Karen about my body and examined every bruise and whip mark left by yesterdays session. Mavis thought I could have taken more and if not for the excessive heat and humidity, she said that would have happened.

We went to the basement and Mavis cuffed me and locked me in the cage. She and Karen went upstairs for a few minutes and returned. She talked to Karen about me and all I’d done for her over the past years. Though Karen may have known pieces of this, she listened as Mavis told her how she’d helped train me, particularly two summers ago when I was over there frequently.

Then Mavis focused on me and had me admit to Karen that I literally had become hooked on abuse and humiliation. She kept prodding me to confess that I had a weakness for the more physical forms of abuse and had me telling Karen that I needed my ass beat and my cunt used. Then she scolded me about my choice of words and trapped me into telling Karen I needed my cunt tortured constantly. That’s not entirely true and I didn’t want to say those words but she kept picking at me and threatening me until I said exactly what she wanted me to say. Karen seemed to get a perverse thrill out of this interrogation and forced confession.

The cage ordeal lasted at least an hour before they let me out. Mavis raised her skirt, spread her cheeks, stuck her ass back in my face and told me to suck her ass. She made a huge production of this whorish display, obviously for Karen’s benefit, and it went on for an extended amount of time. She had me do Karen’s ass, too, and told her there were times I really didn’t deserve to suck pussy.

While I sucked Karen, Mavis told her that sometimes she would cage me for the better part of a day when she felt like it and in her mind; the cage over at their house didn’t get enough use to suit her.

She had me get up on the low table, hands still cuffed behind me, and put my face and shoulders down and my ass up. She ass fucked me for a long time but did not let me cumm. She withdrew and had Karen look at my distended hole. Then just to prove I was capable of more than I got yesterday, she beat my ass again and had Karen use a belt on my ass also.

I wasn’t there more than about three hours. Mavis wants me back next week for some follow-up activities with Karen. In a way today was more humiliating that yesterday because it was more personal … just Mavis tutoring Karen about me.