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adult material and all the usual disclaimers.
Text in brackets [like this] is translated from barely decipherable
lisp.
A huge thank you to Oklaliz for the editing help. If you enjoy this, it
is largely thanks to Oklaliz making it much more readable. Mistakes are
mine, not his.
Thank you to everyone who commented on the previous chapters. A lot of
good points were made. I'll try to take them into consideration. This
story was already written when the first chapter was posted. I've
rewritten parts of it due to some of the comments.
Identify - Chapter 9 of 10 - Time Passes
A typical day for Linna started out with waking up around 11 a.m. Late
nights meant late mornings. She would get dressed in her usual attire.
Tight skirts, low-cut tops, ballet heels. She would drink a meal
replacement drink, then spend the next couple hours on the treadmill.
After her exercise, she would shower and get ready to go to work. She
became quite proficient at automatically applying heavy, overdone,
slutty make-up over her permanent tattoos just as Rory demanded.
The door to the apartment would unlock and she would head down the
narrow stairs and mince down the street to the bus stop. She habitually
walked one foot in front of the other. Her ass would gyrate pleasantly.
Her back was forced straight by her corsets. She would hold her
shoulders back, massive chest thrust out. Her hands delicately at her
waist, palms down, fingers out.
Even the bus ride constantly reminded her of her status. Every bump or
swerve of the bus would set her humongous breasts in motion. Her
pierced nipples clearly visible through her thin tops would rub with
movement of her breasts.
The clients her bimbo side loved the most and her rational side feared
the most were the repeat customers who had figured out how to take
advantage of her sexual energy. They found that she couldn't cum
without vaginal stimulation. They also discovered that the longer she
went without vaginal stimulation, the more desperate and sexual she
became.
She also hated reliving the memories of the rare client who took her to
a nice dinner and tried to have a conversation with her. Her bimbo side
would inevitably get bored. Bimbo Linna would slip under the table.
Before they could react, she would have their fly open and their penis
in her mouth. While her bimbo side made sure they enjoyed the moment,
her rational side knew that it embarrassed them to have a sexual act
performed in public. Those dates nearly always ended early and rarely
resulted in repeat clients. They were looking for arm candy with a bit
more control.
A typical evening for Linna would start with being dropped off by the
escort service at a party. Usually there were a dozen people or so.
Some were female only orgies. Most more male only orgies. A few were
mixed.
Tonight was a repeat customer. Bimbo Linna was bound to position her
ass and mouth at the right height. A harness tie around her torso
supported her in the horizontal position. Her ballet heeled feet,
separated with a spreader bar, could just touch the ground. Her large
breasts hung down. Her arms were box-tied behind here back, forearm to
forearm.
A semi-erect penis came into her view. She lunged to get it in her
mouth with what little purchase her toes could find. She eagerly sucked
the head past her puffy lips. She ran her pierced tongue along its
length letting her tongue rings and stud graze the rapidly hardening
shaft. The organ rapidly hardened. It grew and filled her greedy
mouth. The penis head slid down her tight yet eager throat. Onlookers
soon saw the bulge in her throat just above her collar. She could hear
his moans as she expertly worked her talented tongue up and down the
shaft. Her throat massaged his sensitive glans. Her own high-pitched
sounds of pleasure slipped free whenever the head withdrew enough for a
quick breath.
Before she could fill her belly with the delicious cum, he withdrew his
penis. She moaned with disappointment and need as another took its
place. She began to work her tongue piercings up and down the new
rapidly growing member. It grew quickly due to the ministrations of her
skilled mouth. She felt sudden emptiness as her butt plug was pulled
free. She wasn't empty for long. As the head of the second penis found
its way deep in her throat, she felt the first dick suddenly slam into
her gaping asshole. A small shriek of pleasure made it past the penis
gagging her mouth. She tingled all over. Her body crackled with sexual
energy. She felt that she could almost cum from the sensation. In and
out of her mouth. Thrust after powerful thrust filled her ass over and
over. Her moaning was almost constant. She emitted shrieks of pleasure
with every breath. She continued to slide her tongue along the shaft
filling her mouth. Her sphincter squeezed the penis in her ass as much
as she could. She could feel the dick in her mouth tense. He was on
the verge of cumming. Before she could enjoy the delicious cum, it was
gone.
Another semi-erect shaft quickly took its place. Just as she was
getting the third one into the back of her throat, she felt the dick in
her ass tense. With another rough shove, the penis in her butt thrust
deep. The thrust fully seated the other cock down her throat. She
repeatedly swallowed hard massaging the glans with her skilled throat.
She could feel the tense balls hit her ass in the back. The balls of
the cock in her throat rested against her puffy lower lip. His pubic
hair tickled her nose. She inhaled his deliciously manly smell. She
could feel the penis in her ass swell. She felt the hot seed rush into
her eager asshole. She was so close to cumming herself. It felt like
she was on the edge of a cliff. The slightest touch would push her
over. Instead her sexual need just climbed higher.
As soon as the first cock came in her ass, it was replaced by another.
As the new shaft was rammed home, the dick in her mouth was thrust deep
into her throat and she felt it pump hot seed straight down her throat.
Her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked every drop from the slowly
deflating cock. Meanwhile the cock in her ass continued to slam in and
out shaking her entire body forward and backward.
Quickly a new penis replaced the one in her mouth and the cycle started
over. With each cock that came in her throat or ass, she became more
and more stimulated and more and more desperate to cum. She would suck
with greater ferocity and milk the cock in her ass with more vigor each
time hoping that she would finally make it over the edge. Her entire
world revolved around the penis in her ass and throat. It was as if the
rest of the world faded away and only the two cocks spit roasting her
bound body existed. She sparked with sexual energy.
She moaned with every breath. As soon as one cock would cum, she would
desperately impale herself on the next with as much motion as she could
manage. Suspended, she couldn't attain much purchase, but with what
little she had, she strained to get the next cock. With each fuckpole
rammed home, her sexual energy and need climbed still higher. Without a
penis in her vagina, she would never cum.
Eventually the first guy to use her ass came around for seconds. The
taste of her own ass mixed with cum drove her even crazier with need.
She panted and moaned as she desperately worked to revive the cock in
her mouth. It took a lot more work, but eventually he was again fully
erect and plunging down her tight throat. He pulled out despite her
frantic attempts to keep him in. Another used and limp cock replaced
the one in her mouth. As she slowly brought the cock in her mouth back
to life, she felt someone separating her lower lips. With a sudden
thrust, the guy behind her buried his cock in her cootch. As he thrust
in, she screamed past the penis rapidly hardening in her mouth. She saw
stars as energy washed over her. She felt as if her insides had just
turned to hot lava and was melting her from the inside. Her pussy
convulsed wildly around the cock buried in it. As she felt the phallus
shoot its load inside her, her insides exploded again. She sucked the
cock in her mouth like a drowning man sucking gasps of air. Soon the
one in her mouth replaced the one in her pussy and a new one entered her
mouth. Each time she came built almost continually on the last. The
ecstasy rose higher and higher. To her it was the most potent drug on
the planet. She couldn't get enough.
Eventually, her stamina gave out and she passed out with a cock in her
mouth and pussy.
Waking up the next day a few minutes past 11 a.m., she presumed that the
escort service driver brought her home. It wasn't an uncommon
occurrence. She certainly had no memory of the return home. She was
also deeply humiliated and disgusted by what she had become. She turned
red at the memories of the night before. She was such a shameless slut.
Shame and disgust were common companions upon waking up in the morning.
She kept trying to find a way to escape Rory's grasp. Rory provided
little opportunity for information gathering. There was no computer in
her apartment. The reading material was limited to fashion and fetish
magazines.
One evening at the beauty salon while barely hanging onto conscious
control of her rapidly bimboizing self, she spotted a phone book. Stuck
in the middle of having her nails done, she didn't have an opportunity
to use it. She faded out of consciousness before having a chance. It
did give her an idea though. From the bus schedule and map, she had a
pretty good idea of her route.
Her apartment never unlocked before 4 p.m. Riding the bus meant that
she would never make it to the salon until just before 5 p.m. She was
pretty far into bimbo mode by the time she even got there. The next
time, she managed to hang onto enough of her logical side to ask to use
the phone book. They had no idea why she would want something like
that, but they shrugged at let her use it.
Quickly scanning the first few pages, she found a police station only a
few blocks from a stop on her bus route. The next evening, instead of
going to her job, she got off the bus a few stops early. She hurried
toward the police station as fast as her hobbled legs could carry her.
Since her door didn't unlock until 4 p.m. and her logical mind would
fade out completely by 6 p.m., she knew she didn't have much time.
Finally arriving at the police station at quarter after 5, she could
barely keep a thought in her head. Fighting to be understood past the
lisp, she managed to get the desk sergeant to understand that she had
been kidnapped. He took her into a back room and asked her to wait for
a detective to come and take her statement. As she waited, her logical
mind faded out.
Consciousness was cruel to her. It was early in the morning, sometime
around 8 a.m. when she awoke in a strappado. Her legs were tied wide.
The smaller nipple rings at the tips of her nipples were heavily
weighted down. Her breasts were stretched toward the floor. A large
ball gag filled her mouth. Rory was standing in front of her.
"Do you know how much trouble it was getting you out of the police
station?" Rory asked. "I had to persuade them not to charge you with
soliciting prostitution in addition to the kidnapping thing. I
eventually managed to convince them that you were just stupid. Now you
will pay for that escape attempt."
Eventually Rory got tired of beating Linna's stretched tits with a thin
bamboo rod. With the help of some of her sadistic clients, they moved
on to beating her exposed ass and pussy. Rory made sure Linna fucked by
the required 10 guys before noon to make sure that her logical mind got
the full humiliation without the pleasure. Her logical side didn't
enjoy the sex like her bimbo side did.
Linna was made to exercise on the treadmill. Rory used a motor that
continually whipped her red welted ass with thin leather straps for the
entire time. As soon as she was done, Linna was retied, whipped, and
shocked until she finally lost consciousness.
Rory repeated this punishment every day for three days. Linna had
forgotten that she could feel anything but pain. Rory made it clear
that any future escape attempts would not be treated so lightly.
Fortunately Linna recovered quickly and within a week there was no trace
of the cruel punishment.
Linna yearned to escape the crazy world Rory trapped her in. Without
tools or time after the door unlocks every evening, she just couldn't
find a way out. There wasn't even a knife in her kitchen. The fear of
Rory's punishment prevented anything less than a certain escape.
Due to the bus trips to her job and salon, Linna was aware of the
gradually passing seasons. Winter changed to spring, which changed to
summer then fall. Rory made Linna go to a Halloween party as a maid,
wearing a short white frilly skirt. She was hobbled with locking ankle
and thigh cuffs that kept her mincing along in short steps. This outfit
allowed all the guys at the party to bend her over furniture, flip up
her skirt and have their way with her. None of this was all that unusual
for Linna, and Rory was feeling like she had fallen into a routine as
well.
When Christmas came, Rory had Linna reprise the reindeer outfit. To
Linna's surprise, the treadmill exercises made the reindeer outfit
easier than she remembered. The hooves were still slippery, so movement
was difficult. With her legs were strengthened and toned, she had become
so accustomed to ballet heels it didn't pose much of a challenge.
Predictably Rory was disappointed by her unmet expectations of the
reprise. Whenever you try to recreate something, it never lives up to
the hype you have built up in your own memory.
Another year passed. This time Rory had a lightweight sleigh made and
had Linna give sleigh rides as a reindeer. Rory made Linna gave daily
sleigh rides for a week. Eventually she tired of this torment of Linna
as well.
Early in the third year, Rory was in the bathroom watching Linna change
out of her 'shower corset' and into her 'evening corset'. Rory asked
Linna, "You can't even take a breath anymore without your corset, can
you?"
Linna couldn't answer until the laces started tightening on her corset,
["No, Mistress Rory. I really can't breath without my corset."]
Linna never did figure out if it was sympathy or sadism. On her next
period, when Rory had her laced into a 14-inch waist with a 4-inch
stovepipe, Rory took a plaster mould of Linna's tits to her twat.
A few months later, a special exotic titanium alloy corset arrived. It
had a 14-inch outside diameter and a 4-inch stovepipe. It was completely
smooth (no ribbing) on the outside and fit Linna's punishing 14-inch
corset's contours. The top and edges were rounded off. There were no
sharp edges. The corset's partial cups fell well short of her areoles.
It came a bit over halfway up the bottom slope of her bountiful breasts
to lift and separate her gigantic jugs.
It left much of her boobs completely exposed. The front half and back
half were two different pieces that joined on the sides. The titanium
alloy was about a quarter-inch thick. The whole thing was exceptionally
strong and quite heavy. It weighed in at just over 20 pounds. Because of
the quarter-inch thickness, the inside dimensions were much more
punishing than anything Linna had worn before. The inside measurement,
fully closed, was effectively an extreme 12-and-a-half inches. There
were eight titanium alloy flat chain garters dangling from the lower
edge of the corset. The outside and garter chains were powder coated in
a very durable hot pink finish.
During her periods, Rory usually filmed Linna in more extreme
bondage/rape scenes. They knew some especially sadistic, large, strong
guys that often participated in these scenes. Rory called a couple of
the larger and stronger of these guys to come install the corset.
Together they suspended Linna from the ceiling. They hung her from
suspension cuffs on her wrists attached to a spreader bar. There were
plenty of pick points available on the ceiling. They stretched Linna
out by attaching heavy weights to her ankles. After waiting a few
minutes, the weights were just touching the floor.
"'Linna's permanent corseting,' will be a great fetish clip for our
video partners," Rory said.
Once Linna was all stretched out, they easily undid Linna's corset,
which today happened to be a red leather one. They carefully positioned
and fit the new titanium one in place. With the help of ratchet straps,
they cinched the two halves together. Bit by bit they managed to close
both seams on the corset. Linna fought to draw sufficient air to her
lungs. As soon as both halves were in complete contact, there was a loud
clank. The two halves permanently locked together.
When lowered back to her feet, Linna had to take small gasping breaths
in the much tighter corset. Her torso felt like a semi truck was sitting
on it. Never had she been so tightly compressed. Her previous punishing
14-inch corsets felt comfortable in comparison.
Her upper chest and breasts heaved with every breath. She constantly
felt like she couldn't get enough air. Her enormous rack heaved and
jiggled more that usual due to both the lesser confinement of her cones
and her tiny breaths even higher in her chest that before.
"There you go, now you don't have to change corsets anymore to shower,
or really forever," Rory said triumphantly.
["Yes, Mistress Rory,"] Linna managed to gasp out in a soft, tiny voice.
Linna took one tiny step and passed out. Rory was there with smelling
salts and oxygen. Soon the gasping girl was conscious again. They stood
her back up. After a few minutes, Linna could slowly walk without
passing out.
Fortunately for Linna, Rory had installed the permanent corset after the
treadmill exercises for the day. It took Linna several months to grow
accustomed to her new permanent metal corset. The first several weeks,
she woke from a fitful sleep gasping for breath. Rory temporarily had to
reduce the treadmill exercise.
Rory pushed Linna hard. Linna fought to keep up with reduced treadmill
time due to her diminished lung capacity. Several months passed before
Linna was back to the intensity and duration of her previous treadmill
time. By the time she had worn the punishing corset a full year, she
hardly noticed its presence anymore. She knew her torso muscles had
further atrophied from wearing it. She also knew she wouldn't be able to
stand or breathe without it anymore. The corsets in her huge closet
slowly gathered dust. Occasionally Rory would have her wear one over her
titanium corset just for a different look. On occasion she would have to
wear an overbust to cover her boobs in lieu of a shirt. Even fully laced
shut, the 15-inch corsets were somewhat loose.
By the end of the third year, Rory was beginning to get tired of
tormenting Linna. She had met someone and they had began to get serious.
Linna was a master at pleasuring Rory with her tongue. However, when you
can't have an intellectual conversation with someone after 6 p.m., and
it starts becoming difficult at noon, you just can't have much of a life
together.
Rory saw Linna more as a possession than a person.
Linna was a possession Rory's new lover wanted her to get rid of. Linna
wasn't 100% sure she had even met Rory's significant other. Linna saw
less and less of Rory. Rory made sure Linna did her slowly increasing
treadmill exercises every day. However, that was easily monitored
remotely via computer reports and cameras. Rory also made sure Linna
knew at 4 p.m. the door of her apartment would unlock and she would be
expected to head down the narrow stairway. Linna would walk through the
garage and out the side door. She would walk to the bus stop and get
herself to her job. The escort service would take her by town car or
limo wherever she was supposed to go to meet her clients for the
evening. A growing number of days, Linna never even saw Rory.
Linna never did see the rest of the house, except from the outside. She
could tell it was a big house, but she only saw her 1,400-square-foot
apartment. She figured the rest of the house was probably four times her
apartment prison, but didn't know for sure.
Looking at the house from the road, she could tell her silhouette was
always visible wherever she was in the apartment to anyone outside
looking at the house. There was a clear view of the house from the road.
After years of being on display almost all the time, Linna was hardly
self-conscious at all. She had nearly grown accustomed to the constant
stares of lust from every passing stranger. She was used to kids
pointing at the strange woman mincing down the sidewalk in extreme heels
and overdone makeup. She had grown accustomed to the outright
propositions that, depending on how far gone into bimbo mode, she may or
may not accept.
The fourth year had fallen into outright routine.
On her sixth Christmas, five years and a few months after her
transformation into a tiny-waisted, ballet heeled, permanently tattooed,
pierced, and collared woman with massive mammaries and permanent
'bedroom' eyes, Rory came to visit. Around 10:30 a.m., shortly after
Linna had awaken for the day, Rory came in with a large stack of paper.
Rory looked a bit uneasy. It was rare enough for Rory to come by
anymore, let along with paperwork.
"I want a divorce," Rory said. "I've found someone else. As much fun as
you've been, and as good as you are at muff diving, I'm bored with you
and want to move on with my life."
["Yes, Mistress Rory,"] Linna said surprised.
"Hehe, I guess you will always be marked as mine though," Rory said,
pointing to the tattoo on Linna's breast.
The tattoo, always visible with the clothes Linna wears, says:
Property of
Mistress Rory
(555) 555-5555
Rory continued, "I'm leaving you that phone. I don't want any more calls
about you. You'll have to find someone else to take your calls. I set
your boob's remote to shock the shit out of you if you don't do you
daily treadmill exercises. Once you sign these (indicating the stack of
paperwork), I'll destroy the control module. No more tracking you. Of
course, you won't be able to reprogram your tit tasers either. You can
do what you want as long as you return here every day to exercise on the
treadmill. I like the idea you're in some way permanently bound to this
place."
["Yes, Mistress Rory,"] Linna replied with her heavy lisp. Rory was
proficient at understanding what Linna said with her lisp. People who
weren't accustomed to it often had trouble understanding Linna through
the heavy lisp.
"Five years, and you never did get better on that lisp," Rory commented.
["Well, with these puffy lips, and pierced tongue, I can't do much
better, Mistress Rory,"] Linna justified.
"You choose those for yourself. Though, after you sign these, you won't
have to call me 'Mistress Rory' anymore. Now sign."
Linna didn't read the papers, after all it didn't really matter what
they said, Rory would get her way regardless. Rory could still tase her
tits until the control module was destroyed.
Linna signed, "Linna Cumslut" on the dozens of required lines Rory
indicated on the various pages.
Rory continued, "Thanks. You've given me all your liquid assets and 20
percent of all future earnings. Don't worry, you only had about $2
million left. I've left you the last 25 years of mortgage on this place.
I've also left this place to you. It's too customized to display,
record, and entertain with you as the centerpiece for my purposes. I'm
moving on with my life, so I'll leave this place to you. Plus you are
bound here as you have to be here every day for your exercise.
Obviously, you'll have to keep working as a prostitute to continue to
pay the mortgage on this place. You'll also have to give me my 20
percent every month."
"Don't worry, the payment on this place is only about $10,000 per month.
If you keep your current earnings, another $10,000 per month to me,
leaves you with about $30,000 per month to play with."
"Here are the keys to the locks on your leaking love box and the house."
Rory handed Linna a key ring with some small keys along with a couple
larger keys.
Rory turned to go, but paused at the door. She turned back to take a
last look at Linna and said, "Well, its been fun. I'll probably never
see you again, you titanic-titted tart. See ya."
With that Rory walked out the door and out of Linna's life.
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