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Chapter 7: Pussy Training
The following morning came much too quickly for Barbara's taste. A nurse came, freed her from her restraints and took her to a shower room.
After the shower, Barbara was taken to a room called 'Pussy Training Room'. The only piece of furniture in this room was a gynaecological table standing in the middle. Barbara was strapped on this table. Her wrists were cuffed at either side of her body and leather straps at the waist, below the breasts, at the throat and forehead were used to maintain her immobile. Her legs were strapped in stirrups protruding from the end of the table. The table was short enough to allow complete access to her crotch.
After a few minutes, the door opened and six strangely-clad women were led into the room. Three of them were nurses. The others wore a leather harness made of crisscrossing straps. There was a wide horizontal strap at the waist, two narrower ones above and below the breasts, all of them circling completely the body of the wearer. A wide vertical strap was fixed to the horizontal ones. It went from the waist-strap upwards to the highest horizontal strap where it divided into two shoulder straps that rejoined the horizontal strap in the back. The vertical strap also went downwards from the waist strap, covering the crotch and going up the back. The women also wore a ring-gag and high-heeled boots. Their wrists were secured in their backs by leather cuffs fixed to the waist-strap. They were collared and were led by a leash fixed to this collar.
One was led towards Barbara's crotch. The others were pulled towards Barbara's breasts. The nurses stood behind their charges and briskly ordered:
"Get to work!"
The three women leaned. The ones at Barbara's breasts put their mouth over Barbara's nipples. Their tongues began playing with them. Barbara, knowing the effect it would have on her now super-sensitive breasts braced herself. At the same time, the woman at Barbara's crotch put her mouth over Barbara's pussy. Her tongue began to lick Barbara's outer lips. Barbara whimpered. Her pussy was now much more sensitive than before. She could almost feel every asperity on the woman's tongue.
As Barbara began to get used to the feeling of having her pussy licked, the woman shifted tactics. Her tongue slid inside Barbara's pussy. It came as a shock for Barbara. Despite herself, she moaned. The combined attentions of the three women began eroding her resilience. Her arousal was mounting higher. As she resigned herself to the unavoidable orgasm, the final blow landed. The woman eating her pussy withdrew from her snatch and attacked her clit. Caught unaware, Barbara screamed into her gag. The sensation was overwhelming. When she had fucked a man, it had never come anywhere near this. She was now positively mad with arousal. She tried to wiggle her hips and get even more stimulation on her clit. The woman, understanding what she wanted, complied. She licked harder. After a few seconds, Barbara came. The women went on for two hours, during which Barbara had about twenty orgasms. When the nurses pulled the women from her and untied her, she was totally delirious. She let herself be washed, fed and led to her cell. Before leaving her for the night, the nurse turned to Barbara and said:
"Tomorrow, you will have your last surgery, at least for the time being. Afterwards, you will have behaviour modification therapies and lesbian training sessions. Sleep tight!"
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