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Chapter one
To lovely young Faith Prudeaux, the well furnished foyer of Vanessa Fairc***d's notorious Clinic of Torment gives a deceiving impression. Little does she know of its bizarre and terrifying reality. The Clinic is a place where the treatment is worse than the affliction. Because she is carrying a suitcase, it is clear that Faith anticipates a long stay.
„I've read about your program, Doctor,“ she says to the tall, handsome brunette, as Doctor Fairc***d arrives to greet her. „And your success rate is amazing. I sure hope you can help me.“
A gleam forms in the tall woman's eyes, but is it a sign of hope or a warning?
„I've read your file, Miss Prudeaux,“ Fairc***d says, „and I'm happy to say that I think the odds are very good. Your particular personality profile suggests that you will respond quite well to my treatment. That's why you were accept as a patient here.“
!I sure hope you're right, Doctor,“ the other says hopefully. „You don't know what it's been like living with my condition.“
„I can imagine. After all, my clinic specializes in treating women with your condition.“
„Of course! I didn't mean...,“ Faith replies, her words training off nervously.
„Quite allright, Miss Prudeaux. You've come a long way. You must be tired. I'll show you to your quarters, and you can rest. Tomorrow we'll begin your treatment.“
„If you don't mind, Doctor,“ Faith suggests, „I'm much too curious to wait. Your brochure was very informative in most respects, but it didn't say anything about your methods. I'm dying to know what your secret process is.“
Stroking her chin as if in deep thought, Vanessa studies Faith for a long moment. Gradually, a smile transforms the brunette's handsome face; she speaks.
„Very well, Miss Prudeaux. I see no reason why we can't get you started today. Come with me. You can leave your bags here. My assistant will pick them up for you later. Come!“
As Vanessa leads Faith from the foyer, the newcomer gazes around in wonder. She senses that she is about to enter a world that will provide experiences totally new to her...but what kind of experiences will they be? And will they provide a cure for her sexual frigidity?
Presently, she finds herself seated in a small observation booth, staring at a pane of glass. It is the type of arrangement found in psychology laboratories ans psychiatric hospitals, wherein the staff is able to monitor the patients via see-through mirrors, while the subjects of an experiment or of a full-fledged treatment are unaware of the spectators.
„Before we begin,“ Dr. Fairc***d says, as she and Faith take chairs, „I'm going to show you something. On the other side of this one-way mirror is our main treatment center. Another patient, a young woman named Rikki Cummings is being treated right now.“
„Is she...like me?“ Prudeaux asks. „You know...frigid?“
„Of course,“ Vanessa replies matter-of-factly, as if every woman in the world has the same pussy problem. „Frigidity is what we specialize in. This facility has been designed specifically for this purpose. Miss Cummins's session is being conducted by my assistant, Cecily. Cecily, by the way, was once a patient too. One of our success stories. Now, I want you to observe carefully. This is Miss Cummings's third day here, and she's making significant progress. I'll dim the lights...“
The bizarre scene Faith beholds gives her a sudden cill. In the inner, darkly illuminated therapy room of the clinic, a naked woman kneels on a small rug of back fur that has been placed on a low table. This is the patient, Rikki Cummings. Before her, in a white laboratory coat, stands a medical assistant, the beautiful, red-haired Cecily Jones.
Faith shakes her head at the strange sight. The patient is chained in place; tiny metal clips appear to be digging into the sensitivr flesh of her nipples. From these, fine chains drop to the table. Before the newcomer's eyes, the assistant is working on the patient...with a cat-o'-nine-tails whip.
Whap! Whap! Whap! The heavy leather lashes glance off the smooth cheeks of the girl's upturned backside. Varying her technique and target area, Cecily whips away at Rikki's breats and pussy. Horrified, Faith turns to Dr. Fairc***d in protest.
„It looks...it looks like she's being...tortured!“
„That's because she is being tortured,“ Vanessa replies coldly. „Be quiet now. I'm going to turn up the sound.“
Dr. Fairc***d manipulates a dial; as the shocked Faith turns again to the panel of one-way glass, she hears what is going down insinde the therapy room, even as she ses the horrors with her shocked eyes.
At that point, Cecily is whaling away with a short horse whip on the tender flesh of the patient. She tattoos the titties, then directs her aim at the soft mound of the squirming girl's cunt. Rubbing the pussy with her hand, she manages to turn gasps of pain into the soft sighs women make as they approach the pinnacle of pleasure. The assistant's lips also find Rikki's skin, brushing and then warmly kissing the plump breasts.
„You're responding so well,“ Cecily says, mopping a fine film of sweat off her brow. „I'm going to take you to the next level now.“
With that, she releases the captive patient from her bonds, but only to turn her onto her back on the low lable. Restraining her once more, Cecily gets comfortable by removing her white lab coat. Underneath, her brief, black patent leather outfit seems more appropriate to the treathment she is about to admister.
Now, the short riding whip slices through the air with greater speed and power.It reverberates off the victim's skinwith startling force and a loud cracking sound. The cunt is the prime target, then the rest of the writhing body. The beating goes on and on until, at last, the whip is laid aside. In it's place, two dildos are brought out: one of lifelike fleshtone, the other of vibrating crome.
Loud mooans fill the heavy air of the terapy room. Her cunt already enflamed with hot desire, Rikki feels it titiliated and thrilled with the dildoes. She screams for release. Smiling with satisfaction and flushed with pleasureof her own, the assistant gets the girl kneeling with her mouth up close to her own pussy.
Then, as an aghast Faith Prudeaux gapes through the one-way mirror, Cecily forces the gasping Rikki to eat hot cunt.
As the action comes to a head – literally – and the lights come up in the observation booth, the astounded Faith Prudeaux really lets Dr. Fairc***d have it.
„I don't know what kind of facility you're running here, Dr. Fairc***d,“ she says to the bemused Vanessa, „but I don't want any part of it. You call that treatment? It's sadistic! Perverse! Sick!“
„And arousing?“ Fairc***d adds with a knowing gleam in her dark eyes.
„I'm sorry, Doctor, but this just isn't for me. I'm leaving now. Aorry to have wasted your time.“
She rises and stalks out of the booth. Vanessa makes no effort to stop her, just watches the blonde stride away, but as soon as she is out of sight, the doctor pushes a button and says a few words into the intercom.
„Cecily? I need you in the foyer immediately. Our newest arrival has a case of cold feet.“
Seconds later, Prudeaux is intercepted. With her suitcase in tow, she tries to swing around Cecily and get to the front door, but the other girl is too quick.
„Going somewhere, Miss Prudeaux?“ Jones asks.
„Get out of my way, Flunky, unless you want to eat my luggage.“
„Flunky, is it? You're going to pay dearly for that remark, Prudeaux. Put the bags down now and go with the nice doctor. I wouldn't want to have to hurt you.“
At that point, the doctor's voice is heard. She has slid in behind the retreating visitor.
„Do as she says, Miss Prudeaux. Your treatment will go much more smoothly cooperate.“
„What is this?“ Faith demands. „You can't force me to enroll in your program. I know my rights!“
„Of course you do,“ Vanessa offers in a soothing voice. Of course you do. Come along now...“
At that point it is not a matter of choice. Both women move in on the wide-eyed Faith Prudeaux; with powerful hands, they seize her.
Chapter two
Faith finds herself in a huge basement chamber of strange, dark design. Strapped securely to an upright pillar, she has no alternative but to watch even more excruciating horrors – and weirder perversions.
„Comfy?“ Dr. Fairc***d chides her. „I hope so. Before we begin, there's something I want you to watch.“
Bound to the post as she is, the new patient has absolutely no choice in the matter. Staring ahead, into the murkiness of the huge room, she sees Vanessa stroll over to where her smug looking assistant is taking in the scene. There is something ominous in the way the doctor approaches her: Cecily suddenly straightens up fast.
„Cecily, darling,“ the doctor says, „tell me something. Who's in charge her?“
„You are, Dr. Fairc***d,“ the girl replies.
„And when we are treating a patient, Cecily, who decides when the patient is reda to give pleasure to others?“
„You do, Doctor.“
„And when a patient is ready,“ Dr. Fairc***d continues, „who, may I ask, receives pleasure from the first, before any sneaky little assistant gets her pussy licked?“
Cecily's expression betrays her fear. She has done something wrong and knows it. Moreover, she has gotten caught. How could she know that Dr. Fairc***d would choose that particular moment to monitor the progress of a patient through the one-way glass?
„Oh God,“ says Cecily. „I'm sorry, Doctor. I knew I should have waited, but I got so hot during the session.“
„The only thing you're sorry about is that you got caught. It didn't occur to you that I might be watching through the mirror, did it? You know I've had my eye on Rikki Cummings. One more day and she'd have been begging to pleasure me with her tongue.“
„I'm so sorry, Doctor. I swear it'll never happen again.“
„Damn right it won't!“ Fairc***d shouts angrily.
„Strip! Now!“
As the bound Faith Prudeaux looks on in awe, the doctor's assistant follows orders. When she is naked, she is forced to stand on a leather-topped pallet, her wrists bound and drawn toward the ceiling by a chain. The doctor begins to give her a spanking on the shapely cheeks of her bare bottom and, as she does so, her white laboratory coat flies open to reveal that, underneath, she is wearing a fetching but utterly dominating outfit consisting of a black patent leather miniskirt and matching brassiere.
The next thing the new patient sees astounds her: The „doctor“ gets a different whip from the ones she saw the assistant use. This is also a horsewhip, but it is several times the length of the other – and thicker. With this long whip in hand, she approaches her assistant, sttod up on the pallet and stark naked.
Dr. Fairc***d swings the long whip. It not only lashes the other girl's flesh, it wraps around and stings her on the side. Vanessa wields the whip again and again, striking various parts of Cecily's twitching body. As she does so, whimpers turn into cries – which, in time, become shrieks of deep pain.
Back, ass, tits and pussy, all come in for their fair share of the punbishment. Even as Faith looks on in terror, however, she feels a hot sensation coursing through her loins. Never before has she seen anything like this – and never before has she experienced these strange feelings. A thin film of perspiration forms on her upper lip as she watches, and then a trickle of moisture ekes out from between the hot lips of her cunt.
Vanessa has now gone to the flogger, a multi-lashed leather whip. With this in hand, she retraces the areas of sore flesh that have previously been worked over with the horse whip. Cecily gasps and cries out as she is beaten, turning this way and that at the end of the chain. Her white skin is streaked with red marks now, and beads of sweat glisten in the eerie light of the big, cold basement chamber.
When, at last, the whipping has ended, Dr. Fairc***d lets her assistant down. Cecily crumples to the leather top of the bondage pallet: her Mistress crouches before her. The girl knows just what to do. She has eaten the patient's pussy and, in so doing, has deprived the doctor of her just due. That means that someone is going to have to serve Vanessa Fairc***d.
Faith stares in hypnotic wonder at the sight before her. Though she has just seen one girl service another, through the one-way mirror (and that was arousing enough), this is a sight that melts every fiber of resistance in her own body. Dr. Vanessa Fairc***d is a very beautiful and very domineering woman, and the sight of her assistant kneeling with her face between the woman's thighs is the most wildly exciting thing she has ever seen. Moreover, it is accompanied by any unmistakable feeling of envy.
To her surprise, however, Faith doesn't see the culmination that she anticipates. Suddenly, Vanessa pushes her assistant away. She is not, the woman tells her, worthy of bestowing such an honor. The doctor then sends her assistant off, ordering her to her quarters. Obediently, Cecily sulks from the chamber.
Then, Vanessa Fairc***d strides over to where Faith Prudeaux stands strapped to the upright.
Someone must service the Mistress.
Chapter Three
„I hope you learned something from that,“ the doctor says to the bound patient. „Theree was a lesson there, you know.“
Faith screws up her courage and speaks: „Don't shake the pedestals of tin goddesses?“ she asks sarcastically.
„Cute. No, it was a lesson in obedience. Disobey me, and something similar could happen to you. Now. Are you ready for your first treatment?“
„Would it make any differences if I said `No´?“
„Not the slightest,“ the bitch replies. „Now let's see if we can't make you a little more accessible.“
So saying, Vanessa begins to unwind the strap that binds the blonde to the post. As she does that, she undoes a single button at the top of the girl's blouse.
Inevitably, Faith finds herself stark naked. To her horror, however, she also finds herself on her stomach – bend over a contraption the likes of which she has never seen in her life. It is made of heavy tubular steel, black painted and fashioned like some sort of ultra-modernistic chair. Clearly, on a thing like this, a girl could be positioned in almost any way a Mistress desires – and punished with a variety of implements from almost any angle.
The punishment on the „love machine“ begins. It starts with a sound spanking, interspersed with thrilling caresses of the tenderest sort. Swinging an elegant, blue cat-o`-nine-tails, Vanessa continues the therapy by slashing away at every part of the other girl's body. Her ass, back and thighs take a savage beating. Wild surges of erotic excitement shoot through Faith's body, vying with the maddening pain that fills her.
After the softening up on the black steel chair, Faith is hauled to the pallet. First her wrists are bound to its leather top: then her ankles are strapped and winched upward on chains from a block-and-tackle in the ceiling. Once pulled upside-down, she is wickedly paddled, then given relief with a vibrating dildo that has her moaning – and coming closer and closer to her first orgasm.
Suddenly, waves of pleasure wash over her. It's happened! Faith has had a climax.
„God, I think I'm cured,“ she gasps, when able to speak. „Yes! I'm cured. Thank you, doctor. You cured me!“
„Oh...not quite yet,“ Vanessa purrs. „You still have three more weeks of the program, my dear.“
And with that she squats over the girl's face to get the pleasure she have coming.
To lovely young Faith Prudeaux, the well furnished foyer of Vanessa Fairc***d's notorious Clinic of Torment gives a deceiving impression. Little does she know of its bizarre and terrifying reality. The Clinic is a place where the treatment is worse than the affliction. Because she is carrying a suitcase, it is clear that Faith anticipates a long stay.
„I've read about your program, Doctor,“ she says to the tall, handsome brunette, as Doctor Fairc***d arrives to greet her. „And your success rate is amazing. I sure hope you can help me.“
A gleam forms in the tall woman's eyes, but is it a sign of hope or a warning?
„I've read your file, Miss Prudeaux,“ Fairc***d says, „and I'm happy to say that I think the odds are very good. Your particular personality profile suggests that you will respond quite well to my treatment. That's why you were accept as a patient here.“
!I sure hope you're right, Doctor,“ the other says hopefully. „You don't know what it's been like living with my condition.“
„I can imagine. After all, my clinic specializes in treating women with your condition.“
„Of course! I didn't mean...,“ Faith replies, her words training off nervously.
„Quite allright, Miss Prudeaux. You've come a long way. You must be tired. I'll show you to your quarters, and you can rest. Tomorrow we'll begin your treatment.“
„If you don't mind, Doctor,“ Faith suggests, „I'm much too curious to wait. Your brochure was very informative in most respects, but it didn't say anything about your methods. I'm dying to know what your secret process is.“
Stroking her chin as if in deep thought, Vanessa studies Faith for a long moment. Gradually, a smile transforms the brunette's handsome face; she speaks.
„Very well, Miss Prudeaux. I see no reason why we can't get you started today. Come with me. You can leave your bags here. My assistant will pick them up for you later. Come!“
As Vanessa leads Faith from the foyer, the newcomer gazes around in wonder. She senses that she is about to enter a world that will provide experiences totally new to her...but what kind of experiences will they be? And will they provide a cure for her sexual frigidity?
Presently, she finds herself seated in a small observation booth, staring at a pane of glass. It is the type of arrangement found in psychology laboratories ans psychiatric hospitals, wherein the staff is able to monitor the patients via see-through mirrors, while the subjects of an experiment or of a full-fledged treatment are unaware of the spectators.
„Before we begin,“ Dr. Fairc***d says, as she and Faith take chairs, „I'm going to show you something. On the other side of this one-way mirror is our main treatment center. Another patient, a young woman named Rikki Cummings is being treated right now.“
„Is she...like me?“ Prudeaux asks. „You know...frigid?“
„Of course,“ Vanessa replies matter-of-factly, as if every woman in the world has the same pussy problem. „Frigidity is what we specialize in. This facility has been designed specifically for this purpose. Miss Cummins's session is being conducted by my assistant, Cecily. Cecily, by the way, was once a patient too. One of our success stories. Now, I want you to observe carefully. This is Miss Cummings's third day here, and she's making significant progress. I'll dim the lights...“
The bizarre scene Faith beholds gives her a sudden cill. In the inner, darkly illuminated therapy room of the clinic, a naked woman kneels on a small rug of back fur that has been placed on a low table. This is the patient, Rikki Cummings. Before her, in a white laboratory coat, stands a medical assistant, the beautiful, red-haired Cecily Jones.
Faith shakes her head at the strange sight. The patient is chained in place; tiny metal clips appear to be digging into the sensitivr flesh of her nipples. From these, fine chains drop to the table. Before the newcomer's eyes, the assistant is working on the patient...with a cat-o'-nine-tails whip.
Whap! Whap! Whap! The heavy leather lashes glance off the smooth cheeks of the girl's upturned backside. Varying her technique and target area, Cecily whips away at Rikki's breats and pussy. Horrified, Faith turns to Dr. Fairc***d in protest.
„It looks...it looks like she's being...tortured!“
„That's because she is being tortured,“ Vanessa replies coldly. „Be quiet now. I'm going to turn up the sound.“
Dr. Fairc***d manipulates a dial; as the shocked Faith turns again to the panel of one-way glass, she hears what is going down insinde the therapy room, even as she ses the horrors with her shocked eyes.
At that point, Cecily is whaling away with a short horse whip on the tender flesh of the patient. She tattoos the titties, then directs her aim at the soft mound of the squirming girl's cunt. Rubbing the pussy with her hand, she manages to turn gasps of pain into the soft sighs women make as they approach the pinnacle of pleasure. The assistant's lips also find Rikki's skin, brushing and then warmly kissing the plump breasts.
„You're responding so well,“ Cecily says, mopping a fine film of sweat off her brow. „I'm going to take you to the next level now.“
With that, she releases the captive patient from her bonds, but only to turn her onto her back on the low lable. Restraining her once more, Cecily gets comfortable by removing her white lab coat. Underneath, her brief, black patent leather outfit seems more appropriate to the treathment she is about to admister.
Now, the short riding whip slices through the air with greater speed and power.It reverberates off the victim's skinwith startling force and a loud cracking sound. The cunt is the prime target, then the rest of the writhing body. The beating goes on and on until, at last, the whip is laid aside. In it's place, two dildos are brought out: one of lifelike fleshtone, the other of vibrating crome.
Loud mooans fill the heavy air of the terapy room. Her cunt already enflamed with hot desire, Rikki feels it titiliated and thrilled with the dildoes. She screams for release. Smiling with satisfaction and flushed with pleasureof her own, the assistant gets the girl kneeling with her mouth up close to her own pussy.
Then, as an aghast Faith Prudeaux gapes through the one-way mirror, Cecily forces the gasping Rikki to eat hot cunt.
As the action comes to a head – literally – and the lights come up in the observation booth, the astounded Faith Prudeaux really lets Dr. Fairc***d have it.
„I don't know what kind of facility you're running here, Dr. Fairc***d,“ she says to the bemused Vanessa, „but I don't want any part of it. You call that treatment? It's sadistic! Perverse! Sick!“
„And arousing?“ Fairc***d adds with a knowing gleam in her dark eyes.
„I'm sorry, Doctor, but this just isn't for me. I'm leaving now. Aorry to have wasted your time.“
She rises and stalks out of the booth. Vanessa makes no effort to stop her, just watches the blonde stride away, but as soon as she is out of sight, the doctor pushes a button and says a few words into the intercom.
„Cecily? I need you in the foyer immediately. Our newest arrival has a case of cold feet.“
Seconds later, Prudeaux is intercepted. With her suitcase in tow, she tries to swing around Cecily and get to the front door, but the other girl is too quick.
„Going somewhere, Miss Prudeaux?“ Jones asks.
„Get out of my way, Flunky, unless you want to eat my luggage.“
„Flunky, is it? You're going to pay dearly for that remark, Prudeaux. Put the bags down now and go with the nice doctor. I wouldn't want to have to hurt you.“
At that point, the doctor's voice is heard. She has slid in behind the retreating visitor.
„Do as she says, Miss Prudeaux. Your treatment will go much more smoothly cooperate.“
„What is this?“ Faith demands. „You can't force me to enroll in your program. I know my rights!“
„Of course you do,“ Vanessa offers in a soothing voice. Of course you do. Come along now...“
At that point it is not a matter of choice. Both women move in on the wide-eyed Faith Prudeaux; with powerful hands, they seize her.
Chapter two
Faith finds herself in a huge basement chamber of strange, dark design. Strapped securely to an upright pillar, she has no alternative but to watch even more excruciating horrors – and weirder perversions.
„Comfy?“ Dr. Fairc***d chides her. „I hope so. Before we begin, there's something I want you to watch.“
Bound to the post as she is, the new patient has absolutely no choice in the matter. Staring ahead, into the murkiness of the huge room, she sees Vanessa stroll over to where her smug looking assistant is taking in the scene. There is something ominous in the way the doctor approaches her: Cecily suddenly straightens up fast.
„Cecily, darling,“ the doctor says, „tell me something. Who's in charge her?“
„You are, Dr. Fairc***d,“ the girl replies.
„And when we are treating a patient, Cecily, who decides when the patient is reda to give pleasure to others?“
„You do, Doctor.“
„And when a patient is ready,“ Dr. Fairc***d continues, „who, may I ask, receives pleasure from the first, before any sneaky little assistant gets her pussy licked?“
Cecily's expression betrays her fear. She has done something wrong and knows it. Moreover, she has gotten caught. How could she know that Dr. Fairc***d would choose that particular moment to monitor the progress of a patient through the one-way glass?
„Oh God,“ says Cecily. „I'm sorry, Doctor. I knew I should have waited, but I got so hot during the session.“
„The only thing you're sorry about is that you got caught. It didn't occur to you that I might be watching through the mirror, did it? You know I've had my eye on Rikki Cummings. One more day and she'd have been begging to pleasure me with her tongue.“
„I'm so sorry, Doctor. I swear it'll never happen again.“
„Damn right it won't!“ Fairc***d shouts angrily.
„Strip! Now!“
As the bound Faith Prudeaux looks on in awe, the doctor's assistant follows orders. When she is naked, she is forced to stand on a leather-topped pallet, her wrists bound and drawn toward the ceiling by a chain. The doctor begins to give her a spanking on the shapely cheeks of her bare bottom and, as she does so, her white laboratory coat flies open to reveal that, underneath, she is wearing a fetching but utterly dominating outfit consisting of a black patent leather miniskirt and matching brassiere.
The next thing the new patient sees astounds her: The „doctor“ gets a different whip from the ones she saw the assistant use. This is also a horsewhip, but it is several times the length of the other – and thicker. With this long whip in hand, she approaches her assistant, sttod up on the pallet and stark naked.
Dr. Fairc***d swings the long whip. It not only lashes the other girl's flesh, it wraps around and stings her on the side. Vanessa wields the whip again and again, striking various parts of Cecily's twitching body. As she does so, whimpers turn into cries – which, in time, become shrieks of deep pain.
Back, ass, tits and pussy, all come in for their fair share of the punbishment. Even as Faith looks on in terror, however, she feels a hot sensation coursing through her loins. Never before has she seen anything like this – and never before has she experienced these strange feelings. A thin film of perspiration forms on her upper lip as she watches, and then a trickle of moisture ekes out from between the hot lips of her cunt.
Vanessa has now gone to the flogger, a multi-lashed leather whip. With this in hand, she retraces the areas of sore flesh that have previously been worked over with the horse whip. Cecily gasps and cries out as she is beaten, turning this way and that at the end of the chain. Her white skin is streaked with red marks now, and beads of sweat glisten in the eerie light of the big, cold basement chamber.
When, at last, the whipping has ended, Dr. Fairc***d lets her assistant down. Cecily crumples to the leather top of the bondage pallet: her Mistress crouches before her. The girl knows just what to do. She has eaten the patient's pussy and, in so doing, has deprived the doctor of her just due. That means that someone is going to have to serve Vanessa Fairc***d.
Faith stares in hypnotic wonder at the sight before her. Though she has just seen one girl service another, through the one-way mirror (and that was arousing enough), this is a sight that melts every fiber of resistance in her own body. Dr. Vanessa Fairc***d is a very beautiful and very domineering woman, and the sight of her assistant kneeling with her face between the woman's thighs is the most wildly exciting thing she has ever seen. Moreover, it is accompanied by any unmistakable feeling of envy.
To her surprise, however, Faith doesn't see the culmination that she anticipates. Suddenly, Vanessa pushes her assistant away. She is not, the woman tells her, worthy of bestowing such an honor. The doctor then sends her assistant off, ordering her to her quarters. Obediently, Cecily sulks from the chamber.
Then, Vanessa Fairc***d strides over to where Faith Prudeaux stands strapped to the upright.
Someone must service the Mistress.
Chapter Three
„I hope you learned something from that,“ the doctor says to the bound patient. „Theree was a lesson there, you know.“
Faith screws up her courage and speaks: „Don't shake the pedestals of tin goddesses?“ she asks sarcastically.
„Cute. No, it was a lesson in obedience. Disobey me, and something similar could happen to you. Now. Are you ready for your first treatment?“
„Would it make any differences if I said `No´?“
„Not the slightest,“ the bitch replies. „Now let's see if we can't make you a little more accessible.“
So saying, Vanessa begins to unwind the strap that binds the blonde to the post. As she does that, she undoes a single button at the top of the girl's blouse.
Inevitably, Faith finds herself stark naked. To her horror, however, she also finds herself on her stomach – bend over a contraption the likes of which she has never seen in her life. It is made of heavy tubular steel, black painted and fashioned like some sort of ultra-modernistic chair. Clearly, on a thing like this, a girl could be positioned in almost any way a Mistress desires – and punished with a variety of implements from almost any angle.
The punishment on the „love machine“ begins. It starts with a sound spanking, interspersed with thrilling caresses of the tenderest sort. Swinging an elegant, blue cat-o`-nine-tails, Vanessa continues the therapy by slashing away at every part of the other girl's body. Her ass, back and thighs take a savage beating. Wild surges of erotic excitement shoot through Faith's body, vying with the maddening pain that fills her.
After the softening up on the black steel chair, Faith is hauled to the pallet. First her wrists are bound to its leather top: then her ankles are strapped and winched upward on chains from a block-and-tackle in the ceiling. Once pulled upside-down, she is wickedly paddled, then given relief with a vibrating dildo that has her moaning – and coming closer and closer to her first orgasm.
Suddenly, waves of pleasure wash over her. It's happened! Faith has had a climax.
„God, I think I'm cured,“ she gasps, when able to speak. „Yes! I'm cured. Thank you, doctor. You cured me!“
„Oh...not quite yet,“ Vanessa purrs. „You still have three more weeks of the program, my dear.“
And with that she squats over the girl's face to get the pleasure she have coming.
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