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When she could think coherently, which to be honest wasn't that often, shetried to spot the exact moment when her life had derailed, and ended up inhere.
Maybe it'd been that time in high school, during biology when her best friendhad whispered that scandalous bit of gossip to her, or maybe it was when shechucked Paul for suggesting it. But as usual she settled on going to university,more precisely taking part in that psychology test.
It'd been towards the end of the month, and money was tight, so when thenotice went up on the board, asking for volunteers (paid of course) for a seriesof psychology tests, she thought it'd been heaven sent.
Well heaven had turned out to be close, but not close enough.
The tests had started out pretty standardly, at least she thought so. Andeven though she had been warned up front, she had decided the money was moreimportant than any anonymous embarrassment about answering questions abouther sexual health.
Now it was easier to spot the moment when things had gone so wrong. Mostof the sexual tests had been interesting, at least to start with, but theyquickly seemed to hone in to the one area which really turned her off.
She'd never, not even once had anything in her ass. God had put it therefor a reason, and sex wasn't it! So when the questions started about anal sex,she'd responded firmly that it left her cold. What a laugh! If she could changethings, she'd lie through her teeth and tell them that she was such an analslut.
But she hadn't. The more she indicated her dislike, the more the questionsseemed to probe and enquire about her views. Each question was more and moreexacting, each one harder and harder for her deal with. Finally the tests wereover, and she was relieved just to get out. By that time the payment was almostincidental.
She remembered packing to visit her folks at the end of term, and even settingoff in her car. After that it was a total blank. They'd shown her pictures,told her of the crash, and even how her family had wept at the funeral. Allthis was done to remind her how futile hope of rescue was.
Her next actual memories were of her regaining consciousness, opening hereyes, to reveal an odd couple standing by. "Ah, good, you're awake" he said. "Ijust bet you're full of questions, well let me answer some of them"
You're wondering why you're hear. You see my dear; we run these tests acrossmany universities, looking for the perfect recruitments to our little enterprise.We're looking for that special someone who can offer the perfect experienceto our guests. Luckily for us, we found you.
Trying to make sense of the words she was hearing, she quickly took stockof her situation, and was terrified to find that she was firmly strapped intowhat felt suspiciously like a gynological examination chair. She became awarethat her jaw ached from the ball gag that stretched it open, effectively stoppingher from making any intelligible sounds.
Looking down she could see that she was naked, legs wide spread, and withher arms strapped by her sides, unable to cover her exposed sex.
He moved so that he was standing near her head. "Now, while Anna here preparesyou, let me tell you what your future holds for you" he whispered into herear.
She couldn't decide on who to concentrate, the voice whispering into herhead, or Anna, who had stepped across to a covered stand, and with a flourish,whipped the cover off, revealing way too many gleaming steel instruments.
"Don't worry" his voice said, "We're not her to hurt you, well not furtherthan necessary"
Her eyes were drawn to Anna, who was fiddling around with what looked anear piercing gun. Her confused mind couldn't quite grasp the need for it, seeingthat her ears were already pierced. She tried to gasp through the gag, whenAnna firmly pinched one of her labia, pulling her sex open. Without a word,Anna pressed the gun against the stretched skin, and pulled the trigger.
She jerked with the sharp sting as the gun pierced her nether flesh, causingher eyes to water. His voice told her that this was necessary for the fittings,and that the pain would quickly subside. "Fittings?" her mind screamed, "Whatsort of fittings could he mean?"
As she tried to think what his words meant, she realised that Anna hadn'tstopped, and by peering between her open thighs, she could see that Anna hadmade four piercings in each lip, in two pairs of two. One set high up, nearher clit, the other pair further back.
Anna put the gun down, and with deft, dextrous fingers, she started to expertlytoy with her clit, stroking it, teasing it, trying to get her aroused. Shewas horrified to realise that Anna was an expert in coaxing unwilling women,and that her body was starting to respond, despite the predicament she wasin.
Anna looked up, and nodded once. Her attention was drawn back to his voiceas it told her he hopped that she enjoyed that touch, seeing as that was thelast time anyone would ever touch her there.
Last time? Last Time? she couldn't get her mind around those words, theydidn't make any sense. Why would this be that last time anyone felt her clit?
She jerked once more, this time trying to scream through her gag, when Annaused the gun to put two piercings through her engorged clit.
She felt his strong hands on either side of her head; forcing her to lookbetween her legs as Anna took a small, see through thimble from the cart. Shepressed the thimble over her clit, taking her time so that the tiny holes init lined up with her fresh piercings.
She could actually feel the cold steel slip through her hot clit as Annasecured the thimble with a couple of bars. Her clit felt weird, slightly stretched,pressed tightly into the covering. Anna gave it a flick with her finger, andwas pleased by the reaction she got. She wasn't though. That flick looked prettyfierce, but all it produced was a solid sounding thunk, and a slight pressureon her. With horror she realised that, even if she managed to get her handsfree, with that cover on, she'd be unable to feel any pleasure in her clit.
She started to cry when she saw Anna take out a tube of super glue, and squeezea couple of drops to each end on the bars that speared her clit. When she fittedthe end caps, she realised that it'd now it would never come off.
Her mind was so busy trying to come to terms with this, that she didn't paymuch attention to Anna's next move. She only became aware when his voice intrudedinto her thoughts, telling her about the next step.
Anna had fitted a larger ring around her covered clit, and had used the upperpiercings in her labia to secure it in place. This had the effect of holdingher labia apart; making sure that her covered clit would be permanently ondisplay.
She couldn't recall much of what happened next, her mind just shut down asthey operated on her body. The worst of it was the way they went about it.Him always talking to her, explaining as Anna went about her business, andher unable to stop them. She'd never felt so powerless in her life.
When they'd finished, she ached all over, as if she'd just ran a marathon.But the worst ache was in her pussy. They'd fitted some sort of device intoher pussy. She couldn't remember what it'd looked like exactly, but it hadopened her up in a way she'd not ever felt, not even when the doctors had performeda gyno exam on her.
She could feel her pussy walls stretching, trying to accommodate the intruder.It had looked something like a dildo which was split in quarters. This hadbeen slid into her, and then slowly cranked open, stretching her pussy wideopen. Then the ends of this device had been permanently attached to the remainingpiercings. They'd even held up a mirror for her, so that she could see rightinto herself. They had to hold her head, she didn't want to look.
That had been eons ago.
Her next memories were of them explaining her new duties. She had alreadyguessed that she was being kept as some sort of sexual slave, but she'd neverconceived of such deviousness. It seems that they ran a specialised, very exclusive,whore house.
What made their establishment so different, so attractive to the jaded, wasthe nature of the women that they used. He seemed to really enjoy telling herthe nature of her new career. What they offered was the experience to relievetheir tensions with whores who were psychologically dead set against such acts.He casually mentioned that they had women who thought same sex sex was a sinagainst God, so they only used them for those lesbians who wanted somethingdifferent. They had nympho's who never got to enjoy any of the acts they performed,prudes who had been trained to perform the most degrading acts, and that thiswas to be her future.
He then went on to explain to her, that the tests had revealed a more thanhealthy attitude towards sex, and that she really used to enjoy her own orgasms.It seems that she was perfect for them, a very healthy sex drive and a totalabhorrence of anal sex.
The purposes of her new adornments were to ensure that she would never, NEVER,experience sexual pleasure though her pussy again. Her clit was now entombed,unable to feel anything, was almost permanently hard, eager for that singletouch that would transport her to bliss. Her permanently opened pussy madesure that no one would ever slide their cock into her. Who would want to whenit wouldn't even touch the sides of her gaping pussy.
What made it so much worse was the knowledge that her pussy was being permanentlystretched. Every time she lost that stretched feeling, they turned a hiddenscrew, and opened her up that little bit further. She realised that she wasloosing the muscle tone that would normally keep her closed and tight.
That only left two options, but he never presented his cock to her mouth,in fact they always kept her gagged when she was being used, a final insultto ensure that no one could use her mouth for their pleasure.
That only left her ass. Her ass, that opening which she'd never consideredfor sex. That opening which she was sure would never be used. Now it was theonly way they took their pleasure from her.
She could remember that first time, with her tied over a waist high bar,watching as Anna sank to her knees and gave the slowest, most sensual lookingblowjob, leaving his large looking cock covered copiously with her saliva.
He had moved behind her, and as she tried to turn her head to see, Anna hadheld it firmly, making her look into Anna's expectant face. Her eyes openedin shock and horror as she felt the tip of his cock, pressed hard against herass. Eagerly pressing, eager to be buried in her forbidden passage.
Tied like she was, she was unable to stop him from taking her anal cherry,though the thought of it made her sick to her stomach. To actually have someone'scock in her was just about the worst thing she had ever imagined.
She couldn't stop his insistent pressure, and she felt her eyes water asher ass finally gave way, letting his rutting cock in.
Anna, was staring intently, her mouth open slightly, a glazed look slowlyspreading across her face. Her mind was awash with so many horrors. The feelof his cock as it took her, the fact that Anna was getting of on her obviousrevulsion. She could see Anna's hand disappear between her own thighs, obviouslyplaying with herself as she watched.
That first time had been pretty quick, he had been so eager to explore hertight virgin ass that he couldn't last long. Her body shuddered when she felthis boiling hot sperm jet into her ass. It was worse than she had imagined.
Now her mind returned to the present, skipping past the many times he tookher ass.
Those first times, when it was just him, or even worse him and Anna, theyhad to restrain her, to make sure that they could use her ass as they saw fit.As the days turned into weeks, they no longer needed to tie her down, theysaw that she was slowly accepting her new fate.
They then added a new torment, one designed to degrade her even further.It seemed that he noticed that she was loosing that fine muscle tone in herass. She was no longer as tight as she had been when they'd started. So theyset up an exercise program for her.
It was Anna who explained it to her, her delight at her distress was alltoo obvious. She could see Anna's nipples hardening as she explained the newregime. They'd mounted a thick, wicked looking dildo against one of the walls.Anna took great delight in pointing out that near the base, the rubber wassoft and pliable, and that inside the dildo was a pressure sensor. All shehad to do, to earn her meals, her showers, in fact any of the normal thingsone took for granted was to impale herself on it, and to squeeze tightly.
It had taken her two days of rebellion before she caved in, and knelt onthe floor, her ass presented to the dildo. She'd spat on it, and tried to lubricateit as much as she could beforehand. She could feel her cheeks turning red withshame when she felt that cold tip press against her ass. As she slowly triedto relax, and press herself onto it, she felt so exposed, so humiliated.
That first time, it had only taken ten good squeezes for a bell to quietlysound, and her reward to be brought to her room. Since then she had changeddildos twice, each one longer, thicker, than the one before, and the numberof squeezes needed had risen from a meagre ten to several sets of a hundredeach.
What made it almost unbearable was her body's reaction. After all she wasyoung, and had had a high sexual drive. The total lack of stimulus, apart fromto her ass, had slowly changed her. Although her mind still refused to accepther enjoyment of anal sex, her body responded strongly.
Every time he or another guest came to her, she could feel her juices startto flow, her wetness slowly dripping from her obscenely opened pussy, downher thighs, coating them in a thin sheen of sexual desire. Her body lookedforward to sex, each time it hopped that the feel of a cock in her ass wouldbe enough to tip her over into an orgasm.
Each time was almost enough; the feel of a good thick cock, splitting her,pounding her ass sent her into orbit. Occasionally they used their fingerson the covered clit, but she could only get a slight tingling feeling throughthe covering, never quite enough to let her cum. Sometimes they stroked theinner walls of her obscenely stretched pussy, but she had found that beingheld open like she was had reduced the sensitivity of her walls, leaving enoughfeeling to excite her, but never enough to enable her to cum.
The feel of hot spunk in her ass would almost trigger her release, her body'sway of responding to those almost forgotten memories of being made love to,but her ass wasn't wired to provide the right sort of stimulation, to her anyway.
Each time she was visited, they always left her the same way, her mind rebellingagainst the intense need her body had of release. If only they'd remove thecover from her clit, if only they'd remove that device from her pussy and takeher like a woman should be, she knew she'd cum, and cum so hard the world wouldfeel like it was ending, but no, every visit ended with her crying in frustration,her mind shattered, torn between the unnatural act and her desperate need toachieve that release that never came.
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