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I know this has literally been years, there has been a reason for
that, but still apologise The story is in my head and will be
completed ASAP. I have been spending less time behind a key board
and more time actually playing as 'Candice' my female persona.
Although never to this level, I still hope you enjoy the next part.
I wake, slowly at first, groggy so very very groggy, I start to shake
my head and hear the clinking of metal but it feels far away, I can
barely move my head, but it starts coming back, like being pulled out
of a fog my mind starts to clear, it starts to bring back the full
horror that has happened to me. Could it be just a dream, a
nightmare, will I wake in my own bed, and I hope I pray to a god I
don't believe in, that what has happened was nothing more than a
nightmare. I try and open my eyes but the pressure on my eye lids
prevents this, is this just heavy sleep? I pull myself further out
of the mind fog that envelopes me, the memories come flooding back, I
just hope this is a night terror, but it feels so real it takes a
while to work out this isn't a dream.
I try to lift my hand to my face, it won't move, still trying to
figure out what is going on, then a bit more memory slips in, this
isn't waking up from sleep, this is waking up from anaesthesia, with
that realisation the fog in my head completely clears, fear rises
like the tide, drowning me in my own terror, unable to stop it or
hold it at bay, I go to cry out and then realise I am physically
unable to open my jaw, it feels like the teeth have been fused
together. Again I try and raise my hands, but again it is like I am
paralysed. In a panic I start to thrash pulling my arms and kicking
my legs, only they barely move, I start to understand that my arms
are pinned or bound along with my legs, torso and neck. The clanking
of metal on metal is a dead giveaway, although still in a massive
panic I resolve myself to my fate, what other choice do I have?
I must have fallen back to sleep, I have no idea how long I had been
here? What happened before? I remember being prepped for surgery then
nothing. Still I wait, they are obviously in no hurry to see to me.
After what seems like another few hours I start to hear the familiar
clicking of heels followed by the sound of locks opening. Still I
wait, having no sensory input really makes it hard to judge time, it
could be hours, minutes or seconds, I just don't know. I suddenly
feel the bed I am lying on start to move, it starts moving into a
seated position pulling me along for the ride. Yet still no one
speaks, just me alone with my thoughts, With my mouth sealed shut I
have no way of communicating or asking if anyone is there, it sounds
like someone is, someone in High heels but I don't know who.
Once I am sat upright I feel my arms, neck and torso get freed, my
arms then pulled around behind my back, I hear the familiar clicks as
my wrists are locked together, and then mid-way between my elbow and
shoulder I feel more steel locking them together with about 6 inches
between them. They then connect a lock onto my collar immobilizing
my head back to the chair, this squeezes my arm slightly and I feel
what appears to be a T bar connecting my wrists and upper arms. I
barely have time to think before a cold small piece of metal is slid
into mouth at each corner and twisted slightly, this allows my mouth
to open, I start to open my mouth to relieve the pressure built up
through being forced closed for so long, at this point I notice I can
open it up like it is on rails I can't move it from side to side nor
can I close it again. Just then someone punches me hard in the
stomach, I scream in pain leaving my mouth uncomfortably wide open
with no way to shut it. I hear a small feminine chuckle as I start
to panic my stomach hurts and so does my jaw I feel helpless bound in
such a way unable to see or move my legs or my upper body and my arms
pinned behind me. Just then something is forced into my open mouth I
start to push against it with my tongue, I feel a clink in my mouth
as metal hits against metal, and the small metal item is put into the
corner of my mouth on each side and twisted again. An item is now
lodged in my open mouth, then the metal objects twist again and I can
close my jaw, well sort of. The teeth hit down on the object
protruding into my mouth. I assume from the shape it is phallic
shaped, from memory it is the size and shape of my new owner.
At that moment I hear the female tell me to keep my eyes closed or I
will be in some serious trouble. She unbuckles my blindfold and I
follow her instructions and keep my eyes closed, I feel an object
similar to VR goggles being placed over my head and connected to the
item in my mouth, then noise cancelling ear buds are pushed into my
ears, effectively blocking the sound. My legs are unstrapped and I
am lowered to the floor, I try an place my feet on the floor but
realise I can't, only my toes and ball of my feet seem capable of
touching it. I try in vain to push my heel down, but a feeling
similar to cramp shoots down my calves, I moan in pain. I am pushed
back into the seat and feel shoes get attached to my feet, high heels
to be more precise, they push my toes down and I am pulled to my feet
again, this time I have no feeling of cramp. I stand there as I feel
bandages being removed from my chest, round and around they go when
suddenly they are fully off and a heavy weight pulls my chest
forward, making me nearly fall over forward, a large smack on my arse
finally does the job and I fall to the floor. A big yank on my
collar encourages me to stand, it wasn't easy, but I know my place so
I quickly comply. What have they done to me, it all seems fuzzy
still, some bits I remember but not everything.
I feel fabric or what I assume to be a bra wrapped round my chest,
then the straps put round my back and straps put over my shoulder
before they are tightly fixed to me, I must admit it feels a lot
nicer with the bra on my chest no longer feels it is trying to fall
off me. I then feel one of my legs being pulled up and what I can
only assume underwear being pulled up both legs, the feeling is nice
and I start to become hard quickly followed by an intense pain and
squeezing of my dick, I am pretty sure I know what that is. I am
pushed forwarded slightly and feel something attached to my collar I
pull my head down slightly and realise something was attached that
will keep my head up right, maybe a chain or tether to the ceiling.
Still closing my eyes I sense a light has been turned on, I also hear
a crackling sound in my ears, I peak my eyes open slightly and see a
screen starting to power up. I open both my eyes and feel sharp pain
radiating from around my neck and my whole groin and arse area like
the whole area had been shocked, I try to curl up but can't move
anywhere because of the collar and tether around my neck.
I stand there in fear wanting to avoid further pain, I keep my eyes
closed swaying slightly as I wait for what to do next. I sense the
light increase on the screen but don't dare open my eyes again. I
hear a quiet ping in my ears followed by a voice saying, "You may now
open your eyes", I am not sure to trust it, what happens if this was
in my head, did I really hear the voice, the voice sounds again "Open
your eyes!", so I open them, this time on the screen I am greeted by
an image, it appears to be from the top corner of a room looking down
on someone, I flinch slightly and see the person in the image do the
same, I quickly realise this person is me from a 3rd person
perspective. I start to notice the room a bit more, I am standing
off to one corner facing the corner, and the camera is behind me so I
can see my back. I look around the room from a very strange
perspective, I see the bed or what looks more like a hospital gurney,
this is behind me and against a wall, not much else is in the frame,
I see myself a heavy chain raising from my collar to the ceiling
fixed behind my head and pulled very taught. I am standing in hot
pink bra and knickers, wearing some hot pink stiletto heels that look
to be 5 inches, perhaps higher. I was correct about my arms, they
were in a T Bar the top of the T connecting my upper arms and the
lower part looping out around my wrists. I had what appear to be a
head set on that fixed behind my head and I could see wires and a
tube running up my back and connected to the collar and further down
into my panties. Apart from this the room was barren, I couldn't see
the woman anymore either she left or was standing under the camera I
wasn't sure which, with these ear buds in my ears I had no way of
hearing if the door had been opened.
As I am trying to take all of this in a robotic female voice sparks
up in my ears. "You must have a lot of questions, however you are
not in a position to ask anything so I will take you through what we
think you should know! If you still have questions after this point,
tough, we are not here to make your life easier we are here to train
you and profit from your existence, but let it be known, if you start
eating into our profits we will dispose of you and start over, it has
happened before and it will happen again."
The Screen cuts to a video of what appears to be a woman, but after
looking closer I can see a caged cock, she also has her legs bound at
the ankles, and just below the knee, with her arms strapped to her
sides, and a gag of some sort in her mouth. On either side of her I
can see chatty man and the silent one picking her and putting her
into a wooden box, they then block the camera for a few minutes then
step back. The camera then cuts to overhead of the box, you can see
straps holding her legs, torso and neck, the box moves as she tries
to wriggle free of her bounds, I see real fear in her eyes, a sort of
begging, but with the gag she cannot say a thing. The camera cuts
back to its original position as the two men lift a lid and start
nailing it in place.
A wave of revulsion runs through my entire body I close my eyes hard,
at that point I hear the robotic voice say, "Open your eyes!" I
refuse. "Open your eyes!" I remain defiant, I don't need to see
this, my body erupts into pain, from my groin and neck it feels like
fire shooting through me. "Open your eyes!" This time I comply. It
is at this point I realise the video had been paused while my eyes
had been closed as it starts as the same point. The camera follows
the two men as they carry the box outside, and lower it into a pre
dug hole, they shovel a small amount of dirt on the box and push a
tube into a hole in the bottom corner. They then fully bury the box,
the chatty man turns to camera with a smirk and says, "The tube will
mean she suffers longer, in a few days we will remove it, fill the
hole and let her die!" I start shaking all over, what must be going
through her head as she lies unable to move slowly starving waiting
for death. At that point I vowed to do anything I was told to do, I
knew in that instant escape in this compound was impossible, but
maybe when I am fully trained. I need to convince them I am the best
slave make them think they have broken then escape, I must tell the
world about this place.
I barely have time to complete this thought when the image swaps back
to me from the third person perspective, and the voice continues.
"As you can probably remember you have had certain body
modifications, your calves have been shortened you will find high
heels necessary to walk, you have also been given breasts, so a bra
will also be necessary. We have also done some work on your teeth,
with a turn of a screw we can allow your mouth to open or stay shut,
it also allows for a very special device to be attached. The penis
in your mouth is at the rest position, the unit can push it deeper
into your mouth, and this will really test your gag reflex, if you
refuse to do your training or just for fun it will protrude into your
throat making it very uncomfortable!"
At this point the penis starts to push deeper into my mouth, I feel
it pushing past the back of my tongue and start to make me want to
retch, it pushes slightly further then stops. I try everything to
get this out I shake my head, it won't budge I start going crazy
pulling against everything, I feel like I want to puke this is hell,
a tear starts to roll down my cheek. How can I stop this, please
make it stop.
"As you can see it will train your throat so deep throating will seem
easy to you, don't fight it and it will be easier. The other
modifications, you have been inserted with a butt plug, this can only
be removed by us, however it won't happen often. The plug does have
a hole which allows for faecal matter to be removed at regular
intervals, but understand if you disobey this could slow down causing
immense cramps. Your chastity device has a catheter attached,
meaning you will only pass water as, and when we command. Your
bodily functions are completely at our control. The tubes for the
catheter and the plug are connected to a box on your front, here it
will be sterilised killing any bugs and mixed with a nutrition pack
to ensure you are fit and well. It will then be force fed to you.
Don't worry it will keep the same taste as when it was removed from
your body."
I shudder at this thought.
"The head set can also monitor the direction you look and whether
your eyes are open, if they close or open against instructions you
will be shocked. From this point on in your training you will only
see a third person view, combined with having no control over your
bodily functions this should allow us to remove any sort of personal
identity."
The last sentence left me dumbstruck, how could they do this to
someone, this was a fate worse than death. Do I rebel, do I try and
get killed, although the thought of the type of death left me chilled
to my bones. I also wanted to bring this operation down, I want to
make them pay for this, and by god will they pay.
"You will be asked to walk to certain locations within the property,
if you do not comply or do so too slowly you will be shocked!"
I start to realise the type of operation they are running, I have no
choice but to comply make them think I am on their side.
"Your training will begin now."
The cock protruding down my throat pulls back slightly, still filling
my mouth but mercifully nowhere near as much as it was. I notice the
lady walk out from under the camera and disconnect the chain from my
collar.
"Follow Mistress and when prompted stand on the cross!"
She walks to the door and I follow. I nearly fall over twice, trying
to orient yourself when you can only see a camera image is crazily
difficult. The moment I walk into the corridor the camera
automatically changes, this nearly puts me on my arse, and it will
take a lot of getting used too. She walks through another door with
stairs and starts the climb to the main house. I follow as commanded
with the camera changing when I start the climb. We exit the stairs
and turn right into the living area, as this point a Red Cross in the
corner of the room, she points to it, and I follow and stand facing
the corner. At this point the camera cuts out but the robotic voices
pipes up.
"Stand here and await further instructions!"
What more could I do, I wait.
After what feels like 30 minutes of standing still I start to sway,
my feet are killing me, but still I wait, I sway slightly further and
stumble, with no way to stop myself I fall slightly and hit the wall.
"Movement detected, remain in position!"
I start to panic not being able to see I have no way of knowing what
position I was in.
"Return to position"
Followed by a pain radiating from around my neck, and from my groin
and butt. I immediately stand up straight, hoping I am in the same
position, putting the pressure back on the balls of my feet.
"Remain still!"
I breathe a sigh of relief, yet still have the panic filling every
part of me, this is horrible, I can't even move, I can't do anything.
I then feel a hand on my back guiding me down to the floor, with no
visuals in my visor I have to trust what is happening to me. I am
laid on the ground, and feel my feet being strapped up pulled higher
than the rest of me. Due to the position of my arms in the T bar, I
have to arch my back to relieve the pressure. I feel some other
pushing around my arse, followed by a slight build-up of pressure, I
also feel a warm trickle but inside me. I start to realise that I am
receiving an enema, it feels warm, starts of comfortable but as the
time passes it gets uncomfortable, yet the pressure builds swelling
my insides. I then feel some more hands down by my year end, I
assume, I hope they are removing the enema tube.
I feel that I am being yanked up by my collar, forced to kneel then
stand. The pressure from the liquid immediately starts to cause
cramps causing so much discomfort. I then feel my ankle cuffs being
connected so I cannot move my feet apart more than a few centimetres.
The electronic voice chimes in again.
"Remain still!"
This immediately raises my panic level, I am already in pain, and I
know what will happen if I move, and all I want to do is buckle over
in pain. I am faced with immediate decision, get shocked, or face
cramps. I fight it, I would rather avoid the shocks so I will put up
with the cramps.
Seconds turn to minutes, minutes build together, to form what I can
assume is hours, finally just before I am about to collapse I hear a
slight whirring. I feel both the catheter and butt plug open, I can
pee, it hadn't occurred to me how much I needed to pee, some of the
pressure is eased from my gut, the whirring continues, my mouth
starts filling with a warm liquid, I can taste it, it is fucking
horrible, I start to try and push it out of my mouth, no way am I
swallowing this. As the liquid starts to fill further I realise I am
in a real threat from drowning, faced with no other choice I start
swallowing everything in my mouth. Yet it keeps coming, but with
every swallow the pain in my bowels is released. It dawns on me,
this is my schedule from now on this is what I will eat, and with no
way to remove any of this I have no choice but to obey what the
machine tells me. Two things happen at my mind at this point, I
break, and I finally break, and vow two things will happen, either
their death or mine. No other solution will work, nothing else will
satisfy me, I will have my vengeance, or die trying.
The visor clicks on and directs me via arrows and voice commands, I
start to walk as directed, I notice from the camera angles that the
woman, chatty man and the silent one were all sat there watching me.
I don't have to time stop and lash out, which was probably for the
best, I follow the instructions, let them think I am weak lulling
them into a false sense of security before I can strike. I continue
to follow the arrows, this time it leads me out into the garden
directing me to position on the patio, I notice that there are two
others, in exactly the same contraption as me, facing each other, I
form a triangle with them, and the voice tells me to remaining
standing before the visor switches off.
A tear starts to roll down my face, I mourn my old life and fear my
new one, but I remain resolute they will pay for this.
After a few minutes of standing, video clips start flashing on the
screen, I try to close my eyes to block out the onslaught, but I hear
the headset tell me to open my eyes.
I don't even question the command and just obey.
The videos and images vary greatly, from images of incredibly sissy
dresses and high heels, to gay porn and bondage clips, then others
from what I recognise straight away as the basement levels in this
building. I watch in horror as they show training and punishments
given to others in my position, the operations that I had just happen
to me. It chills me to the bone as I see them removing body parts,
whipping and beating slaves till they are black and blue then the
speakers come to life and the video changes to a shot of the garden
filmed on a handheld camera.
"The slave you are seeing disobeyed and failed to learn, she became
worthless so we disposed of her."
I watch in horror as they free her from the head set, but leave the T
bar in place, the butt plug and catheter with chastity device are
also left untouched. They then attach a chain with no slack to her
collar.
"The slave was then told her punishment was predetermined to stand
for a period of time until her punishment was served."
I watch as the camera speeds up time, periodically stopping to hear
her pleading with the captors to let her go, that she can't stand for
much longer. I realise the terror going through her head, thinking
that if she could just stand for a little bit longer she could avoid
the inevitable death. As the time ticks on she rocks on her feet,
falling forward slightly before recovering slightly, it is at this
point you can see the hope leave her eyes. She knows what waits
before collapsing for the final time, legs bucking under her for a
few minutes before stillness over comes the image, I want to look
away, and I want to close my eyes but know I can't. I have to watch
as the body blows in the breeze.
The screen finally goes blank and the familiar arrows direct me back
down to my subterranean cell. This time I am directed to the corner
and told to wait. It isn't long before the lady followed diligently
by a maid, they direct me into a chair and lock my collar to the
rear, and my ankles to the legs of the chair. I hear them say night
night before turning off the light, followed by the visor and leave
me to my slumber. Just before I fall asleep I hear whirring again,
the gag in my mouth pushes to my gag reflex position, I try in vain
to push it out again. The start to panic and shake my head to try
and remove it. After 10 minutes I calm a bit, still in a massive
discomfort I sit waiting for morning.
Sleep came eventually, however it was not a release from the torment,
the images from the final part of the day running through my mind. I
am not sure how but they have managed to get into my head while I
dream.
My days start to form a similar schedule, waking, feeding, standing
and exercise. Most of the exercise revolves around walking around
the property endless walking, 3 times a day, morning, noon and night.
I start to get pretty fit with very shapely legs. I start to notice
things about the compound, being close to an airport, I notice which
way it points by looking at the shadows, I notice a motorway in the
distance, lots of little things to keep my mind off the tasks I am
given. By this point I accept commands without question, follow
orders straight away and can stand not moving for hours. My gag
reflex is amazing, nothing fazes me there. I am also looking great,
weak in the arms but great.
I counted 45 days of the same routine, my mind slowly broken and a
more compliant version put in its place. I still wanted vengeance
but I would take survival.
On the 46th day I wake up before the system wakes me up this has
become so routine I have changed to accommodate it. But it feels
different this morning, I can't explain why it feels different it
just does. The visor pings to life and the female voice starts up.
"Today is the first day of the rest of your life. Normally you would
be trained as a maid but the instructions for you are slightly
different you will be a wife, a whore, a play thing for some your
master, but they will take it from here, we were advised to break
your mind and they would build it how they see fit. Straight away
the visor directs me to stand and follow the directions. I follow,
into the main property outside and directed to stand by a waiting
car. Someone comes and puts material over my head that covers me
from head to floor, from the 3rd person perspective it looks like a
burka but I'm sure that is to cover the system I am wearing. I am
then bundled into the car. It's at this point my daily pee and shit
are extracted and recirculated. The visor switches off and I feel
the car leave.
I remember each and every turn, for a ride that lasts 25 minutes. I
am pulled out of the car, stood up and have the visor and ear buds
removed from my head. I can finally see, my eyes are blurry but I
can make out planes and tarmac. Obviously at the airport, then I
recognise it, I once had a flying lesson here, I know where I am and
at that point I have a pretty good idea where I have spent the last
50 or so days. Not that it does any good what so ever, but I know.
The Burka is put back over my head and clipped to the collar still
around my neck. I still have the gag in my mouth and catheter and
butt plug in and can only see through a mesh of fabric which although
obstructs my view still allows me to see my surroundings. I am led
up the steps to a private jet and strapped into a seat on the flight.
Everything seems very expensive very plush, 3 middle eastern men, one
very big and two who are obviously the pilots board the flight before
starting up the engines and taxiing to the run way.
I sit in fear awaiting the next stage of my journey.
Jane
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