Fantasy or Reality
written and orgasmed over by poenkitten
27. Another Day, Another Dungeon
NuBaby lay weeping where he had discarded her, the girl could barely
move from the pain in her ass and cunt, but still conscious. Grabbing
her hair, Tony wiped his filthy cock off on her face, being sure to
smear some under her nose. He wanted the girl to know what she was,
less than the filth under his feet, a disposable toy. Once she could
truly know that she would be his, for then her total existence would
center around pleasing him, placating him, if only to survive. He
reached over and spread the sobbing girls ass and smiled down at the
swollen asshole leaking blood and cum. Satisfied that he had hurt her
he wandered off to start setting up supper.
Karen huddled on the platform where her owners had left her, her mind
caught in examining the pain and the need for it. Tom and Mary had
decided to let the girl rest a bit before enjoying her flesh. She was
a bit feverish from her bodies response to the branding and needed a
little time to recover. Mary used the time to set up her surgical
area...there were a few more modifications she wanted to make, to keep
Karen fully under her control. Tom left the basement and returned with
paper and a pen. There was something that needed doing to cut Karen
from her former life. Kneeling by the bitch he handed her the pen and
paper. "Ok cunt....time for you to break your ties. Write what I say."
Karen pulled her body painfully up and bowed her head over the paper.
"The first gets addressed to your employer:"
"Attention Personnel:
This Fax and subsequent letter by post is to tender my resignation
from your firm. I do not expect to return, and will use my vacation
time in lieu of 2 weeks notice. Thank you
Sincerely Karen Parker."
Dutifully Karen wrote what she had been told, her mind numb not
questioning her lack of feeling about leaving a job she had held for
10 years on short notice. Karen handed the paper with her signature
back to her Master, and waited pen in hand as he slid another sheet
before her. Toms hand caressed the girls face and she pressed her lips
to it.
"To: Hudson Management Co.
I Karen Parker of 5492 South Hudson St, apt.10E, do hereby relinquish
my lease to said apartment. Please retain the security deposit in lieu
of the months notice required. I will be sending movers and cleaning
people by during the week to remove my possessions.
Thank you
Karen Parker"
A tear ran down her face as she obeyed, she had grown up in that
apartment, it had been her first since leaving home. She knew that it
was unlikely that she would see any of her things, but that they would
be disposed of or stored. Her hand shook a little as she signed the
paper. Tom placed a last set of papers before her...these already
typed and filled in, requiring only her signature. She read the
heading...Personal Employment Contract. Her flesh goose bumped as she
read the contract. It promised no remuneration, save room, board and
health care to include dental. Moreover she was listed as a personal
maid to Miss and Sir on permanent call night or day, days of rest to
be determined weekly. It agreed to her wearing the uniform selected
for her (she knew that would mean nothing in the way of clothing most
times) and ran in perpetuity until they dismissed her. Karen's soul
shrank, knowing that it might say employment, but it was a slave
contract. It gave her "employers" complete control over her. She
looked down at her burned tit, and knew they already had it. With
shaking hands she signed the contract where Tom indicated....she was
theirs. Karen handed back the papers and the pen and crossed her arms
under her breasts, only to have Tom pull them apart and secure them
behind her. His eyes traced the brand on her tit and he ran light
fingers over the nipple. Gently he raised her face to him and smiled
as her eyes shut automatically, his lips brushing the mouth that
served him and his wife so well. Tenderly he eased her to her knees
and led her over to where his wife waited.
Mary was gowned in green surgical scrubs a tray of instruments
standing next to her. Tom picked up the terrified slave and sat her on
the table. Unbinding her wrists, her forced her to lay back on the
table, listening to the hiss and squeal as the padded brand made
contact. He drew her hands above her head and secured them tightly
with cuffs and then ran other straps across forehead, throat, above
and below her chest. After checking to make sure they were tightly in
place and would hold the girl, he bent to secure her feet, drawing
them back on either side of the table and chaining them to the wrist
cuffs, taking a turn around the table base to meet the other ankle
cuff. Karen moaned under the strained position, her body fully open
and helpless. Her eyes rolled wildly in her head as she tried to
understand what they were going to do to her. Bear and Jessann
watched, Jessann taking quick peeks at her Master to gauge his
reactions.
Tom liberally painted Karen's belly, mons and cunt with alcohol, and
then betadine, finally laying a sterile drape over her body, leaving
only the pubes and belly exposed. Mary had decided that if Karen had
accepted her slavery today and was branded she would complete the last
major modification of the girls body at the same time. This would
allow her to heal all at one time, as she would not be in shape to be
used heavily until she did. Pragmatically she figured why have to wait
twice. Quickly she attached a blood pressure monitor and pulsometer to
the girl, then brought over an IV pole and a bag of ringers and
dextrose solutions. Taking a large gauge catheter, Mary once again
removed control of Karen's bladder from her, leading the catheter down
to a collection bag. Pulling the drape down and exposing the unbranded
right tit, she gripped the flesh firmly and searched for a good vein.
Karen's mind raced, she could see the pole and feel the grip on her
tit . . . God please..tell me...no Mistress...i will be good...not
there
...nnnnnnnnnoooooooooooooooooooooooopllllleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaseeeeeeee...
her body was not even able to move as Mary forced the needle slowly
into her tit to puncture the vein. Karen's scream raced through the
basement as Mary replaced the syringe with a heparin lock and attached
the IV. Picking up another syringe she injected a relaxant into the
join, allowing it to drip slowly into the girl. Karen's mind began to
grow fuzzy as the drug to effect. Her drifting mind struggled to make
sense of the words her Mistress was speaking..."Good bitch..now that
we own you...it is time to spay you. Neither Tom nor I want our
pleasures delayed by your menses or a pregnancy." spay? what is
...pregnancy? The powerful drug pulled her mind under as she tried to
make sense of the words...Tom rolled over and oxygen tank at looped a
mask over her face as the words finally penetrated...
Mary checked to make sure the girl was relaxed but not too far
under...she wanted to enjoy this as she worked. Efficiently she
scrubbed up and checked her instruments. She had done many partial and
full hysterectomies during her training, but had never been able to
indulge herself, with a sedated but conscious female. Picking up her
scalpel she began working, cutting and clamping off bleeders as she
exposed the inside of the screaming girls belly. Karen's mind
struggled to shake off the drug sedating her, as she felt a violation
of her body she had never dreamed of ever feeling. She could feel
every movement as Mary lifted her uterus free and began to separate it
from her cervix and its anchors. Tears streamed down her face as the
pain lanced through her when her ovaries where clamped off and
removed. Her throat was raw from screaming as she faded into
unconsciousness. Mary smiled as her hands nearly operated on their
own, her eyes checking the girls pulse and blood pressure, catching as
Tom replaced the IV bags, and injected various solutions at her barked
command. Finally the pristine uterus and ovaries lay in the steel
basin beside her, and she began to close... checking constantly for
bleeders, pleased to see that her stitching had not suffered over the
years. There would be a barely visible scar, but little else. She
looked down at the unconscious girl and smiled, she could feel the cum
coating her own legs. It had been as satisfying as she had hoped, and
looked forward to other possible procedures in the future. She snapped
off her bloody gloves and discarded them, going to the refrigerator
and bringing back an antibiotic pack to hang. The thicker drug would
be painful entering the girls tit, but...that's what slaves were for.
Mary looked over her shoulder to Bear and turned around laughing. The
huge man had his slave by the hair and was fanning her
frantically...the girl had fainted at the first cut. Mary checked her
toy again and decided to let her come out from under naturally, she
would sleep for a while.
A faint scream made it through the closed basement door. Bear, Mary
and Tom looked up and decided to go and see what Tony was up to. Bear
left his slave laying limp on the floor and mounted the stairs behind
them. Following the screams of pain they found Tony in the playroom
with his slave.
NuBaby was suspended upside down, her legs spread wide apart, her mons
eye level with Tony's face. They could see that Tony had embedded fish
hooks through the labia and stretched a thin wire between them to the
ankle cuffs holding the girls cunt open. Her arms were cuffed tightly
behind her and her body twisted and writhed in mid air as she screamed
in pain. Tony had a look of bliss on his face as he slowly ran skewers
through the girls muscles...a thin line of smoke could be seen rising
between NuBabys legs and Mary had to look twice before she saw the
cigarette resting on the girls cunt. NuBaby looked like a metal
porcupine, the thin wires sticking out all over her body and crossing
through her tits. Tony stepped back and looked over his handy work
then moved away only to return carrying a small battery pack with
alligator clips. Hooking one of the clips to a skewer embedded in her
tit, he touched the other to various points on the girls suffering
body. "Keep the cigarette in place cunt or it goes IN YOUR PUSSY!"
NuBaby's throat was raw from screaming, her body jerking under the
electrical shocks , the cigarette sinking into the tender flesh of her
cunt.....AIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEENNNNNNNNNNNNNN
NNNNNNNNNAOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO,
every muscles jumped in a St. Vitas dance as the pain lashed through
her body, finally she was blessed with darkness, her body hanging limp
and unresponsive. Tony picked up the cigarette and puffed the coal to
red hot. eyeing the sweet oriental flesh hanging before him, he looked
up at the Three sadists watching and ground the cigarette out on her
tit.
Mary wandered over and checked to make sure the girl had not expired.
"Hmmm those cunt lips are going to need a bit of stitching, she did a
number on them. Help yourself to the burn ointment Tony, that is a
nasty nasty burn, and I am sure you want her to heal well so that you
can torture that pretty little snoopy cunt again." Tony nodded and
smiled, his hands playing over the skewers in the girls flesh...he had
been careful to avoid vital organs, but he thought she could use a day
or so to recover...then again...maybe not.
"Karen is going to be laid up for a little and need a bit of
care....chain her to the waterbed in the small bedroom. I don't want
her to pull her stitches out." 'Ahhh then Miss and Sir are happy? She
accepted her slavery...unlike this slut?" Mary Laughed as Tom waved
the papers..."Signed, sealed with a brand...and delivered..."
