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Chapter 1: Prologue

Lora had lived alone in a rented flat to pursue her tertiary education in this country; the political changes had descended so quickly that she had barely had the time to react – and now she was stuck; travelling in and out of the country had been banned, and the secret police were everywhere.

She had nearly been expecting it when the law enforcement came knocking up her door, charging her for illegal immigration. ?But my visa was only just renewed last month,? she protested with tears in her eyes. ?All old passports and visas have just been declared invalid by our new government,? was the reply from behind the black mask.

The 3 law enforcers stripped her down in her own living room with relish. She was forced onto her tummy against the cold marble floor, and pinned down. Her hands were tied behind her back.

One commented, ?What a slut! She doesn’t have any underwear on. Don’t you know that’s against the new law?? Plucking his gloves off, he ran a finger along her hairless slit and pushed two fingers in, thumbing her clit. Lora felt her clit swell as she bit her lip to stop a moan of pleasure. When she was brought to the edge of climax, her clit swollen with blood, he quickly pulled his fingers out. He watched as she panted and moaned in disappointment, before crushing the sensitive nub with the edge of his nail. The other two men held her legs apart as her hips bucked, screaming in pain each time he grinded against her clit with his fingernail, smirking at her suffering.

Finally satisfied at the crushed and suffering clit, he smacked her cunt a few times before grabbing her hair and yanking her to her feet. Her scalp felt like it was on fire as she stood on tiptoe to relieve the tension.

?Listen up, slut,? he whispered into her ear as she tottered on her toes, whimpering. ?You are to go outside into your hideous, unkempt garden, and kneel in the nettle bush. Put your face into the mud and declare your crimes. Any disobedience or resistance, and we have the permission to blow your brains out. Understand??

She nodded in fear and helplessness, grunting at the burn in her scalp and calf muscles. Before she had time to mentally prepare herself, she was kicked out of the front door. All at once, she was conscious of the stares of her neighbours from over the fence, and the eyes of the passers-by were all on her. She froze, covering her tits and her pussy, turning a crimson shade of shame.

When she finally took her first step, she felt another kick from behind that brought her to her knees. Speaking through a loud-hailer, one of the law enforcers hollered, ?What the fuck were you thinking, you stupid cow? Who said you could walk? Criminals like you don’t have fucking brains; that’s probably why you got caught so easily, isn’t it??

He waited for a reply and received none from the humiliated girl. With his boots, he stepped onto her delicate toes with all his weight. ?Isn’t it, you dumb cunt? Reply me!? He twisted his boot slightly, grinding her toes against the gravel path of the garden, eliciting a howl of pain from her. ?Yes! Yes!?

?Yes what??

?Yes I’m a stupid cow and I deserve to get caught because I have no brains!?

Everyone outside stopped in their tracks now, watching Lora getting humiliated in her very own garden.

?That’s right, innit? Dumb cunts like you don’t deserve to walk; that’s more dignity than you deserve. Now crawl on your grovelling knees.?

Lora started to crawl, her toes a throbbing pain. Unfortunately for her, the nettle bush was at the far end of the garden, nearest to the path. She crawled into the bush, whimpering at the pain. With her palms and knees pressing into the nettles, she kept as still as possible, so as not to brush against more nettles. With tears in her eyes, she turned to look at the 3 law enforcers to see if her humiliation was over. She saw the tallest one put his gloves back on, before pushing her head down into the mud. Squatting beside her, he grabbed her hair once again and rubbed her face against the muddy soil, nettles stinging her cheeks.

?I was right, wasn’t I? Fucking dumb cunts. Didn’t I say to put your little fuckface into the mud??

?Yes Sir,? she sniffled miserably.

?I didn’t hear that, cunt.?

?Yes Sir,? she said again, loudly enough for all the passers-by to hear her.

Holding her head down in the mud with a boot, he instructed, ?And what else were you supposed to do, bitch? Your memory’s so bad, we’re starting to think you’re mentally retarded as well; who would believe your lie about coming here to study at our university? You’re so stupid that the university wouldn’t hire you to clean its toilets.?

One of the other law enforcers had started to finger her. ?I’m being charged for illegal immigration,? she mumbled distractedly, rocking her hips slightly as she felt an orgasm approaching again.

?I can’t hear you, you fucking numbskull. If you don’t want to talk properly, I can help you there. Stick your lazy tongue out and keep it against the ground, then repeat yourself.?

Blushing with humiliation, she stuck her tongue to the muddy ground, tasting the bitter soil as the nettles stung it. The boot against her cheek ground the tongue into the mud as she repeated herself.

?Ahhh ammm eenlll ilteehalll illeeeunnll?, she said, speech impaired because she had stuck her tongue out. She did not really care what a humiliating sight she was, though, because she felt so, so gloriously close to an orgasm. She moaned aloud in disappointment as the fingers, once against, pulled away, leaving her to hump the dry air despite the pain of brushing against the nettles repeatedly. Then she felt a pair of hands hold her hips steady as another pair of boots crushed her toes against the nettles against, holding her immobile. Head pressed into the mud, she was unable to see what was going on.

Then, a sharp stinging pain shot up her cunt as she squealed in pain, trying to squirm away. A law enforcer had, with gloved hands, had plucked some nettles and was rubbing it against her clit. Spreading her cunt with one hand, he stroked a nettle leaf against her clit, before pressing it against the tortured nub. He crushed and rubbed it against her swollen clit, making sure all the nettle juices soaked around it. He took a fresh leave and did the same to her cunt lips.

He took care to burn both the inner and outer labia, slowly stroking the leaf along her slit, prodding into the crevices and the folds of skin. Tears and snot were streaming down her muddy face now as she begged for mercy and pleaded for the terrible treatment to stop. The law enforcer ignored her, slowly stroking every inch of cunt flesh with nettle leaves as if marinating a chicken. Then he picked the largest, greenest nettle leaves and spat on them so that the acidic juices would flow more easily. He then rolled them between his gloved palms to crush the leaves and release more stinging sap. When he was satisfied with his moist leaves, he rubbed them around her slit one last time before stuffing it into her cunt.

Lora’s screams reached a new pitch as he stuffed the leaves in with immaculate care, making sure that every last tip of the leaves were nestled snuggly in her quivering cunt. She was babbling incoherently now, and felt as if a white hot poker had been stuck inside her.

The law enforcer then repeated the process with her anal ring, this time fucking her dry ass raw with a stalk of nettles, before stuffing her anus with nettle leaves as well. Finally, she was ready to make her journey to the prison.

She was yanked to her feet by her hair again. She tottered unsteadily as she was bent over, hand still in her hair, and made to walk like a hobbling granny towards the police van. Her tits were allowed to hang as the hand in her hair constantly yanked her roughly to make her change directions, leading her through the crowd that had formed outside her garden. Bent over as she walked, her ass and cunt, now an angry red rash, was displayed to all. The law enforcer walking behind her constantly slapped her ass as she was spat on by the onlookers, and vulgarities were hurled at her.

When she was finally pushed into the police van, she was almost glad to be shielded from the humiliating gaze and comments of the onlookers. The passenger compartment of the van had no seats.

She was put into a straight jacket, blindfolded and gagged, and then forced into a split on the floor of the van. Back and legs against the wall, she was chained into position. The law enforcer slapped her cheeks until they burned, while she sat there helplessly.

When the van finally moved off, she was amazed to find that the floor beneath her crotch had a hole cut into it. Cold wind breezed past her tortured genitals, making the angry red flesh burn even more than it already had. She whimpered as the van bumped along a sandy road, sand tickling and scratching against her pussy. This was utterly uncomfortable as she thought tearfully to herself, ?This can’t get any worse?.

She realised she was wrong when the van ran over puddles, splashing water against her cunt and anus, making the nettles inside her sting afresh. Her screams of pain were audible to the three law enforcers who sat in the front of the van, making their cocks strain uncomfortably in their uniforms.

When they finally reached the prison, they unchained the girl and took her off blindfolds and her gag. She found herself looking into the eyes of one of the law enforcers as he reached down to her cold, wet pussy. Unable to squirm away, she could only look with horror and fear as he prodded two fingers into her, onto into her cunt and one into her anus, finger-fucking her to make the nettle leaves rub the walls of her vagina and rectum. Fresh pain laced through her as she struggled to get away, eyes bulging in pain. When he finally decided he’d had enough fun, he released her from the floor of the van and dragged her out by her hair. Still in the straight jacked, she could only stumble along.

They had arrived at the state prison, and were greeted by a female, whom she supposed was the head warden. She nodded curtly as the law enforcers handed her Lora’s documents and pinched her ass before leaving.

The Warden, escorted by another female warden, ordered Lora to follow as they walked through the prison gates and entered the lobby. The floor was a rough cement layer which was cold to Lora’s bruised feet. She was led through a small door in the right wing of the lobby. It led to a narrow flight of steps, illuminated only by a sparse, flickering wire lamp. She had to duck her head and tread carefully to prevent herself from falling down the steep, narrow stairs. The air was stuffy and hard to breathe as the Warden’s heels echoed around her. At the bottom of the stairs, she was led along a corridor with no windows. She supposed it must be underground, as the ceiling was low as well, with a strip of red lamps lighting the corridor. Shadows danced uncomfortably at the corner of her eyes as she followed the Warden. Despite the chilly air, she found herself sweating uncomfortably in the straight jacket. At the end of the corridor, the Warden pushed open a door and Lora found herself in a clinic.

Sitting at a desk was a female doctor, with the name tag ?Dr.?

The Warden greeted her as they chatted amicably, the other female warden taking her leave.

?Ah, fresh meat, I see?? said Dr. conversationally.

?Yeah, X03, an illegal immigrant,? replied Warden, ?got a pretty tight ass. She probably won’t be kept in the main prison wing. What a pity, I would have loved her in my territory. She’s to be sent to the House, according to the files.?

Lora flushed, feeling the two women stare her down like an object. ?Actually, my name –? she began, before a sharp slap rained across both cheeks.

?Who was talking to you, cunt?? asked the Warden sharply. Lora bit her lips in fear as the warden pointed to the far wall. Inscribed on it were the following:

House Rules

Do not speak unless spoken to. You are to obey all orders. You are to look either at the ground/shoe level or at the crotch level of whoever addresses you. You are to smile at all times. Do not touch yourself unless you are given the permission to. You are to ensure that all three holes are ready and available at all times. You are not allowed to use the toilet unless given the permission to. You are to swallow and lick up any cum that you see. You are to address any male as ?Sir? and any female as ?M’am?. You are to address yourself in third person at all times.

?Take a good look at those rules, cunt. Because it’s the only time you’ll get to. Failure to remember or follow any of them will result in severe punishment.?

She was taken out of the straight jacket and strapped onto an examination chair, thighs resting on a pad. Her crotch was vulnerable as her forehead was strapped to the back of the chair, making her stare straight ahead at the rules as Dr. carried out her medical examination.

Her cunt and anus were stretched and stuffed, and their measurements recorded. Dr. was extremely rough, making her squirm in discomfort all the time, unable to relax. The same was done to her 38-D tits. Just as Lora thought the peverse examination was over, she was wrong.

The Dr. then went on to shave her scalp bald, applying a lotion to the bare scalp. ?This will prevent the hair from growing from a longer period of time.? She left the lotion on and moved on to take other measurements. It wasn’t long before Lora began to squirm in her chair, pleading for Dr. to remove the lotion. It was icy-hot, first feeling very cool, to the point that it burned her scalp. Lora was ignored, and then led to an examination table, where she was strapped down, her hips raised by a bar above the table. This left her tits pressing against the cold metal of the table, ass exposed. The remains of the nettles were then washed out.

Lora was then distracted from the pain on her scalp by an intrusion into her tight anal ring. Dr. had eased a nozzle into her ass and inflated it slowly. Lora felt the nozzle slowly grow in size, stretching her ass as she groaned in discomfort.

The Warden smirked and slowly pushed the nozzle in and out of her ass. ?X03, if this is uncomfortable right now, I’m sure you’ll enjoy what we have in store. You’re about to receive your first prison enema. It’s a steaming hot mixture of soap, chilli paste and prisoners’ vomit, designed to cause maximum discomfort.?

She then rammed the nozzle to the hilt, making Lora squeal and jerk against her bonds, before inflating it a little more. Then she released the nozzle as Lora felt that liquid flowing into her bowels. The temperature of the mixture was certainly very high as she felt it snake into her intenstines, burning from the start. As she got used to the heat of the enema, the burning subsided. Unknown to her, however, the burns in the intestine walls only made them more sensitive to the acidity of the liquid. Lora relaxed a little, whimpering occasionally at the stretch she felt, getting fuller and fuller. Then the acidic mixture took its toll, and fresh waves of pain made her gasp and tense up against the bonds, eating at her intestine walls. She mewled in pain, tearing and begging the Warden to let her go. The Warden, however, ignored her and continued to make casual conversation with Dr.

15 minutes later, when three quarters of the mixture had settled into Lora, cramps and burns got her sweating on the examination table. The Warden walked over and shook the bag, commenting to Dr., ?I don’t think the water level has gone down in the last few minutes, do you??

Lora groaned as a fresh wave of cramps shook her bowels, glad, at least, that the enema might be over. Dr. agreed with the Warden. ?I think she needs to be pumped.?

Lora then screamed in pain as she realised what Dr. meant, as the hot liquid was pumped into her bowels, causing renewed cramps. She felt like she was going to burst. The Warden then walked to her side and placed a hand over her distended belly, so full and bloated that she looked 9 months pregnant. The Warden slowly stroked Lora’s belly as she whimpered pleas for the enema to be relieved. The stroking turned into light presses, and then into light pats, and finally into smacks as Lora squealed in pain, squirming fruitlessly to get away from the Warden. The Warden chuckled as Lora bucked against the bar that held her hips up, only serving to compress her bowels against it and cause further cramps. They left the enema in Lora as they washed the scalp lotion off.

They released Lora from the table and held her to her feet as the enema sloshed inside her. Lora’s feet were weak due to the pain and she crumpled to the floor, moaning on her side. The Warden then tied a rope around Lora’s left ankle and raised it toward the ceiling, the nozzle sticking obscenely out like a tail, her cunt exposed. As Lora moaned in pain oblivious to anything else, the warden grabbed a branding stick from the fireplace of the clinic and pressed it into the flesh above her cunt.

Lora screamed and wet herself at the pain, slamming her own tummy against the floor as she tried to squirm away from the branding stick, her nose filled with the smell of her own burning flesh. The Warden chuckled as she kneaded the branding stick against Lora’s flesh, which was now branded with the prison sign and the lable ?X03?.

The Warden tore the stick away from her red, burnt flesh, dropping iodine onto the freshly branded area, getting aroused by Lora’s screams of pain at the sting. She then released Lora’s ankle and hauled the girl to her feet, washing her piss of her with hot water. The Warden was careful to spray the brand with the steaming water as well, holding Lora firmly against the wall by the neck so that she didn’t collapse in pain as her feet kicked out beneath her, struggling to get away from the warden.

Looking at Lora’s snot-covered face, she rubbed the abused mound of flesh slowly in her palm, feeling her quiver and whimper.

?Shhh, shhh, your medical examination is over now, X03.? Her hand moved up to Lora’s distended tummy and began to knead it again, as the girl whimpered incoherently against the wall. It’s time to bring you down to the House now, I’m sure they’ll be excited to see you expel your first enema, do you want that??

Lora nodded her head and blubbered, ?Yes, yes please, just let me get it out, and the burnt flesh hurts so much, please!?

The Warden said, ?Yes, soon, but if you want that, you’ve got to co-operate with me; can you do that? Do you think you can do that? X03??

She gently patted Lora’s tummy with each word as the girl groaned and nodded her head. The Warden helped Lora into a pair of 8-inched stilettos and bound her hands tightly behind her back, making her tits and her belly hang painfully out. She then led Lora out of the clinic by a leash. Lora tottered unsteadily in her heels, following slowly behind the Warden as she tried not to slosh the liquid inside her. The Warden tugged her along. ?Faster, Lora, the faster we go the faster you can get it out, isn’t that what you want??

Lora nodded, not really hearing the Warden as she tried to keep up to avoid being strangled by the leash. The turned right and walked up a steep flight of stairs, Lora’s knees pressing up against her belly each time she took a stairs up, sweating and groaning in pain.

The Warden dragged Lora along at a stubbornly fast pace until she reached a polished wooden door, not stopping to let Lora catch her breath. She pushed open the door and pulled Lora along.

Inside, the room resembled a perfectly normal living room, with a group of well-dressed men and women chatting and drinking champagne. Lora heard a scream on her left and turned to look. Noticing that her attention was captured by the scene, the Warden stopped and put an arm around Lora, guiding her closer. Even in heels, Lora was a good 4 inches shorter than the Warden and she could smell the Warden’s perfume. The Warden hugged Lora close, careful to crush her belly between them, making her moan as the nozzle swung between Lora’s legs like a tail.

The scream had come from a young woman. ?That’s the head lawyer’s wife, and slave, X03? one of the many slaves that he married from the House. Look carefully, because that’s what happens to slaves who don’t keep their eyes obediently on the floor when talking to their superiors.?

The lady on the table was around Lora’s age, and she was strapped with duct tape onto the table, like a mummy, all parts of her covered except for the head. Like Lora, she had been shaved bald. Her forehead also had a strip of tape running across it, strapping her immobile to the table, facing the ceiling. Her eyes were held open by metal braces that held both eyelids apart. One of the lady’s heels had been removed by another young woman, well dressed in an expensive cocktail dress. This woman was bent over the lawyer’s wife, letting a string of spit hang from her brightly painted lips into the slave’s eyes. Then she held the slave’s stiletto heel in her hand and dug the sharp, thin point of the stiletto into the eye socket of the vulnerable slave. The slave let out another ear-piercing scream, veins standing out in her neck. The woman twisted the end of the heel and reamed the eye socket that was held forcefully open by the braces, digging it in as deep as possible, scraping the sides of the eyeball that turned furiously in its socket. The woman, undistracted by her screams, wriggled the heel as deep as she could into the side of the eyeball, and circled it, firing off the nerves around it. The slave was held totally immobile against the table, screaming through her duct taped mouth. She couldn’t close eyes against the cruel assault, and Lora could see her fingers twitching slightly through the gaps in the duct tape that bound her still.

Lora let out an involuntary whimper as the Warden reached down to pinch her burnt flesh, explaining, ?The dumb cunt looked up at the lawyer’s first and only legal wife when asked, for the first time, to eat her pussy. So she’s getting her eyes reamed by stilettos to remind her of the things that she’s supposed to be looking at. It hurts a lot, as the wife should know? she’s a skilled eye doctor, and knows just how to cause her maximum pain without making her permanently blind.?

Lora shuddered as the Warden led her on to a hole in the middle of the room. It was a black cylinder, with no visible floor, making Lora scream in fright as she was pushed into the hole. It was a deep hole, leaving only her head above the rim of the cylinder, staring at the feet of the many people that were gathering around her.

The Warden announced, ?This is the newest slut in the House, X03. She’s just been given her first enema; would you like to see her release it over herself??

There were murmurs of assent around the sadistic audience. The Warden then said, ?X03, you may now expel your enema.?

Lora hastily reached down and deflated the nozzle, pulling it out of her ass. She closed her eyes as she expected the caustic liquid to come flowing down her legs as she did. To her horror, however, nothing did.

She whimpered in distress as she tried to expel the contents of her bowels, looking up in crushing bewilderment at the Warden. ?The mixture hardens inside you, and clings to the intestinal walls. Makes it all the more fun for us to watch you expel it, X03. Don’t you just love that look of disappointment and panic in the face of every new slut??

Lora pushed with all her might, feeling some of the hardened mixture push past her now dry anal ring, as the lid of the cylinder descended over her, trapping her head and hands in place above the floor, the rest of her underground. On the wall of the room, she saw a screen of a headless body with a reddish-brown thing poking out of its ass. It took her, in all her discomfort and effort in shitting her enema out, quite a while to realise that it was her; the camera in the cylinder showed the enema slowly poking out of her ass as she pushed it out. The Warden fixed a gas mask around her head and ran the breathing pipe through a hole in the lid of the cylinder. Lora didn’t mind because it didn’t hurt her, until she realised that she was inhaling the smell of her own poop. She nearly retched, but couldn’t stop panting at the pain and the effort she took to expel the enema, preventing her from feeling the traditional relief that should come after the end of an enema.

She was left in the cylinder for an hour, stepping in her own shit and inhaling its fumes, tears streaming down her face as some of the enema still remained stuck inside her. She was unable to totally expel it, and a residual burn remained.

When the Warden finally removed the gas mask, she was sweating from head to toe, glad and grateful for some fresh air. Her hair was plastered around her head in sweat as she sobbed in discomfort and begged to be released.

Her pleas were, as usual ignored as she was told by stranger to open her mouth. Unable to recognise the voice or shoes, she was hesitant to look up as the memory of the lawyer’s wives was still fresh in her mind. ?Hurry up, bitch, I need an ashtray for my cigarette,? he said. Lora, in shock, slowly opened her mouth, afraid of being punished for disobedience. As she did, the shoes kicked the side of her head. ?You fucking cunt, I want to see you do it with a smile.?

In fear, she wet herself for the second time as she was unable to open her mouth with a smile to eat someone’s cigarette ash. On the wall, the screen showed yellow piss stream down her legs, mixing with the hard shit.

The Warden tsked with impatience and left, returning with a dental gag and some string. She tied it around Lora’s tongue piercing, pulling her tongue out and fastening it to the cylinder lid so that it stuck out, using a pair of nose hooks to tilt her head back. A dental gag kept her mouth wide open as hooks were attached to the sides of her lips to peel them back, exposing her gums and teeth. Lora looked as if she were smiling a wide, creepy smile.

?Much better,? came the gruff reply as the man squatted down beside Laura’s head. ?I’m giving you a chance to avoid punishment, slut, and chances like that are very rare in the House. You just need to beg me to put the cigarette ash on this inviting tongue of yours. And make it sound like you’re smiling.?

?Please put the cigarette ash on my tongue,? Lora mumbled.

The man smirked, ?You call that begging? You didn’t even use the proper word ?Sir?, and you sounded like a miserable cat, stupid slut. I guess you want to be punished after all, until you’re ready to ask politely??

Lora whimpered in fear at his words, head held immobile as her legs trembled beneath the lid. The Warden pressed a button at the side of the wall and a cat was released through an opening in the cylinder.

?X03, you have a cat in the cylinder with you now,? she smirked. ?And cats are most afraid of water, they’ll do anything to escape getting wet, you know that don’t you? Well this cat, I’m sorry to say, is going to get drowned in that very cylinder as water is pumped in to the brim? Can you imagine it clawing at you to get out??

Lora screamed in panic, shaking her head as much as she could, eyes bulging in horror as she felt the water level rise to her ankles, the cat clawing at her calves to get higher. It sank its claws into her calves and climbed upwards, using her as a pole. The guests in the room sat around, admiring the scene on the screen as Lora’s screams increased in volume. When her screams got too loud, one of the guests complained to the Warden.

The Warden then put a bell jar over Lora’s head, and stuck a pipe into the side of the bell jar. On the other end of the pipe, the man who had requested her punishment smoked his cigarette and exhaled into the pipe, filling the jar with smoke. Lora choked and sputtered at the pungent smoke that only increased, reducing her screams to mere whimpers as the water level rose. The smoke burnt her tonsils and her lungs, making breathing difficult.

The cat was soon banging on the lid of the cylinder, clawing at Lora’s chest and her breasts. She started screaming again as she felt her tits bleed; it hurt so much that she felt as if her tits were being bitten off. ?Please Sir! Please! Please may I eat your cigarette ash?? Lora was completely broken, crying as she wanted the torture to end. The mewls of the cat were combined with biting and scratching as the water level rose further. It was a good 5 minutes more before the cat finally drowned, as Lora continued to beg the man, her teary face invisible in the smokey bell jar. Lora was sobbing beyond control when the jar was removed.

The man squatted beside her head once again. ?Sorry? X03? I’m afraid you’ll need to repeat yourself; I couldn’t quite hear that as the jar was too echoey.?

Sniffing and hiccupping, Lora said, ?Please Sir may I eat your cigarette ash? My t-tongue is the perfect ash-tray in the world. I-I’m just longing to eat it, please kind Sir?? She had tried to sound as happy and earnest as she could, even wriggling her tongue a little as it was stretched out past her lips.

Satisfied, the man tapped his cigarette as some ash landed on her tongue. ?Thank you so much Sir!?

?Aren’t you going to tell me how good that felt??

?It feels amazing Sir, I d-don’t know how to thank you. Thank you Sir, thank you.?

He took another drag on the cigarette and blew it over her face, causing her to choke. He then rubbed the burning cigarette over her teeth and her gums, causing her to cry out in pain at the burning heat of the cigarette stub. He continued smoking his cigarette until Lora’s whole row of teeth, her tongue, her lips and her inner cheeks were coated with pungent cigarette ash and cigarette burns.

The Warden commented, ?Nice piece of work your mouth is, X03? Smiling so sweetly too. I’m going to remove the gag now, and I want to see that smile remain on your dumb fuckface, understand??

?Yes M’am.?

Lora continued to smile at the shoes around her head even as pain shot through her gums. ?Wider you retard, I want to see all your black teeth.? Lora pulled her lips further, until her cheeks ached from the effort. While there no longer was the heat of a cigarette torturing the soft insides of her mouth, the pain only seemed to intensify as she teared.

The Warden removed the lid and hauled Lora out by the hair, as she stood before the audience, dripping a mush of shit and blood. The scratches on her body had bits of shit clinging to it as she continued to smile idiotically at the audience.

The Warden gave her a slap, causing her head to snap to the side as she smiled. She was given some more slaps until her cheeks were swollen. This continued until the Warden grew tired and the man continued. The smile slowly slid from Lora’s swollen face. The man pushed her to the floor on her back. ?Where’s your smile you dumb fucking cunt? Your mouth makes such a pathetic smiling ash tray I’ll bet those lips down there can do a better job! I want to see you fingering and stretching your cunt until it looks like it’s smiling!?

A bewildered Lora immediately spread her legs and pinched her cunt lips, pinching at tugging at them. ?Harder, you lazy idiot!?

The man kicked her in the cunt and she grunted in pain, then redoubled her efforts, humiliated at having to stretch and maul her own cunt lips.

?That’s enough. Now keep them spread open. Wider! WIDER you lazy cunt! Now I want them spread apart, understand??

Lora managed a smile and said in a fakely cheery voice, ?Yes Sir.?

He smirked as he took a drag from his cigarette, such that the tip burned amber. Then he stuck the tip of the cigarette straight onto Lora’s clit, making her howl in pain. Through her scream she managed to maintain the position as the man took yet another drag and stuck the hot tip into her cunt, finally extinguishing his cruel cigarette.

The Warden smirked at Lora’s pain, saying, ?X03, I see you are now fully acquainted with our prison cigarettes. They’re standard issue and have been designed to leave acidic ash. That’s probably why your mouth and cunt are burning so badly right now.?

Lora lay broken and smiling stupidly on the floor, until she was commanded to get up.

?Kneel and look what the chef has prepared for your dinner, Lora??

The pile of meat on the tray that was served had greyish flesh, and looked like a swollen cat. In the adjacent plate was a heap of wet, sticky fur.

?Isn’t it kind? The chef has even bothered to remove the poor cat’s fur so that you can eat without indigestion.?

Lora felt the smile slipping from her face but she caught herself, tears leaking past her swollen cheeks. ?Yes M’am.?

?Aren’t you hungry , X03??

She dry heaved at the thought of eating the drowned cat, earning herself another hard slap from the Warden. Her swollen cheek was now spotted with blotches of dark purple from breaking blood vessels. ?What an ungrateful slut! Well, we have an alternative? Look at the plate of fur? since you’ve just been shaved, we agreed that you’ll need some time getting used to it. So we’ve allowed you to use superglue to arrange this fur on your scalp in a way that you’d think will be pleasing to our eyes.?

Lora reached slowly towards the plate and picked up the first tuft of fur, feeling the sticky quality to it, clumped together with her drying shit. She dabbed superglue onto the fur and, with a smile still on her face, glued the clumps of fur as fast as she could to her scalp.

When she was done, the Warden slapped her swollen cheek again. ?You’re so fucking lazy slut, you hardly put any effort into it! I’ll help you remove it then we can start all over again.?

The Warden sat in a chair and pulled Lora towards her, clamping her head between her thighs. She removed her panties and ordered Lora to eat her pussy. The Warden felt Lora’s tongue flick hesitantly over her piss-stained slit, before pushing Lora’s head further in. When Lora finally got to work, she began to peel the tufts of fur off Lora’s scalp using a pair of tweezers. The superglue was strong and it stretched Lora’s scalp as she pulled each tuft off, sometimes tearing the scalp and causing it to bleed. Lora yelled in pain each time, crying against the Warden’s pussy. The Warden moaned, evidently turned on by Lora’s suffering, cumming in her face before long. She pushed Lora again and ordered Lora to pick the tufts off fur up with her mouth and return them to the plate. This time the Warden did it for Lora, careful to stick the fur near the wound on her scalp, so that the caustic glue caused immeasurable pain to Lora. She made a ring of fur around Lora’s scalp, such that her ‘hairstyle’ resembled that of a balding old man. She was then made to look into the mirror and thank the Warden with a smile.

?You’re very welcome, now tuck into your dinner.?

Laura approached the dead cat with apprehension, closing her eyes as she ripped a bit of flesh from the carcass and put it into her mouth, shuddering as she swallowed without chewing. Her stomach heaved as the taste lingered at the back of her throat, all eyes watching to see if she would puke it out.

?If you dare to puke it out, X03, I’ll punish you, because bad sluts are punished around here.?

Lora managed to eat most of the flesh on the drowned cat, until she got to the innards of the cat.

?Start with the skull,? the Warden taunted.

Lora peeled of the cat’s scalp and swallowed it, before twisting the head off the neck with a snap. Smiling with her cigarette-ash and bloody teeth, she saw the brains of the cat flow out along with some shit-water that it had drowned in. She raised the mush slowly to her mouth and slurped it in.

?Now the eyeballs.?

She gouged the eyeballs out of the cat and put them in her mouth. As she bit into them, she felt the viscous substance spew onto her tongue. Her stomach gave a might heave and she bent over, puking all over the tray.

The Warden was beside her at once, hauling her towards a second examination table beside the lawyer’s wife. Lora broke down completely, falling to her knees as she was dragged towards it, pleading with the Warden to let her try again and apologising. She was thrown onto the table. The other slave had her eyes still wide open. The wife was now scraping the surface of it with a fine toothpick. Lora shuddered as she was strapped down spread eagled to the cold metal surface of her own table.

The Warden inserted a buttplug into her anus and a catheter up her pisshole, stopping her from releasing any urine or shit. Lora was sure she would have wet herself yet again if not for the catheter. She was begging incoherently, shaking her head. The Warden held her head firmly down to the table and strapped it in place, before inserting a tube into her mouth. She pushed it further and further down, making Lora gag as it hit the back of her throat. Still, the Warden didn’t stop as she pushed it all the way in. She then attached a funnel to the end of the pipe and brought the tray over. She emptied the vomit and remains of the cat into the funnel, watching it slide down Lora’s throat.

?The pipe and funnel have been specially designed to make sure you can taste every single thing that passes through them, without allowing you to close your mouth or spit anything out; isn’t that ingenious? It’s also a one-way system, such that things can go into your tummy, while you can’t vomit it out.?

Lora’s eyes bulged in horror as the vile mixture slid down her throat, sobbing helplessly.

Then the Warden returned with a jug of yellow liquid.

?Hot, soapy piss! The chef has just finished making this stock for the slaves’ food around here, and he’s generously donated some of it for your punishment. Puking is utterly unacceptable here, so you’re going to have to learn to keep things in that stomach of yours. Nothing is going to come out from either your mouth, pisshole, or anus, until we’re sure you’ve learnt your lesson.?

The Warden began to pour the vile mixture down Lora’s throat, as Lora’s stomach began to bulge again. She moaned in discomfort, pleading incoherently through the funnel for it to stop as the Warden just kept pouring. Soon Lora looked pregnant, her bladder full as well, but unable to expel any of the piss. The Warden let it soak for an hour before adding another quart of the liquid.

?You’re finally ready for the treatment, X03.? Lora started in panic; the treatment hadn’t even begun??

The Warden swung a heavy hose down on Lora’s stomach, forming a thick welt on her skin. Her stomach cramped from the impact and she nearly passed out from the pain. She continued to hit Laura’s stomach, watching her throat expand as the hot piss tried to flow back up her throat, prevented by the pipe. When Lora’s stomach was covered with vicious red lines, she was nearly unconscious. The Warden unbound Lora and tipped her off the table, allowing her to fall onto the floor, stomach first. It made a sick splat sound, as Lora screamed, unable to get up. The Warden placed a foot on her back, grinding Lora’s stomach against the floor.

?Do 10 push-ups with me sitting on you, and we’ll allow you to expel it, how’s that for a deal??

Lora immediately tried to push her body off the floor; when she had totally straightened her arm, her tummy still brushed the floor, the veins along the side of her bulging belly an obscene blue colour. The Warden lowered herself onto Lora without ceremony, sending her crashing back down. Lora laboriously did 10 push ups, before passing out from the pain.

When she awoke she was in the toilet, kneeling with her tummy hanging out before her. The Warden stepped behind her and slowly eased out the anal plug. Lora was surprised to feel warm liquid flow out of her asshole too. The Warden then removed the pipe from Laura’s throat and sealed her mouth shut with duct tape. ?We’re gonnna do this slowly, alright, when your mouth is full of liquid, kiss my foot and I’ll remove your duct tape so you can spit it out.?

Lora’s first few mouthfuls were fast, the Warden allowing the taste of vomit to pickle her tongue and teeth before removing the tape for Laura to spit it out. Towards the end, however, the liquid stayed in Lora’s stomach. The Warden layed Lora on the floor and pressed her stomach, allowing the liquid to flow out with burps, making Lora scream at the cramp each time she did. When all the liquid was expelled from Lora’s stomach, she lay kneeling in a puddle of cold, soapy piss and mangled cat guts, panting.

?Where’s your smile slut??