It Was The Job She Was Trained To Do.

It was the job she was trained to do. The celebrity rehab. facility was one of the finest in the country, catering to the rich, the famous, and those that imagined that they were. Suzi had worked there for nearly a year. She had grown to know the place inside and out, the routines, the schedules, the other employees, and most important, the growing list of clients. She callously called those that made regular visits to avoid the tentacles of the law, “Frequent Fliers.” The pervasive air of “Celebrity justice” in the state seemed to allow those that could afford it, the opportunity to skirt the law and their obligations to civility. Recently, however, several of those clients had inexplicably turned into totally different personalities. None of the doctors at the facility had any idea how or why it was happening, but it was. Gone was the arrogance, self importance and lack of compassion that was their common denominator. In addition, their bodies had taken on a new glow of happiness, smoothness and beauty, not only external, but internal as well. The men began to exercise regularly, toning and reshaping their bodies to Adonis-like perfection. The women likewise, had become addicted to healthy eating, dieting, exercise, body shaping, yoga and kinky sex . . . Suzi started her rounds at 8:00 P.M., just like every night before. Bed check, head count, dispense meds. take vitals, log everything. The routine was boring, but the floor doctor was definitely not. Dr. Enigma was young, tall, built like a Marine and smolderingly sensual to look at. Suzi had masturbated herself to sleep more than once with his picture locked in her mind. Tonight; there as a new patient on their ward, she was a “celebutant.” a girl that made her fortune by being a self-appointed celebrity and general miscreant. Her escapades had made every society and gossip page in the city, and now she was here to “rehab.” from her latest brush with the law. Her handler had told her that if she committed herself, she could avoid jail, which she so richly deserved. If only she had known what was in store for her. The doctor had seen her already; like everyone that she had been in touch with, she treated the doctor with contempt and loathing. He was certainly below her self-appointed station in life. Suzi entered the room and picked her chart up to read the comments, none were complementary. Suzi was chastised and cursed at by her patient, when she tried to explain the routine that would be followed during her stay. Deciding that there was no reason to continue with her, Suzi left the room and continued with her rounds. Break time finally came, 2:00A.M. was quiet time, everyone was asleep except for Suzi and the doctor. Suzi had a talent for wearing nurse outfits that were just a bit too tight, a bit too short, and a bit too fitted, but they made her feel sexy. Underneath, she always wore lace panties, a lace bra and garter belt to hold her sheer white stockings up. Her long, straight raven black hair framed her face beautifully, her bangs fell seductively over her right eye. Suzi loved bright pink things, and her eye shadow matched her lip gloss and nail polish. Neon pink was her choice of the day, with a hint of glitter for that special effect she loved. As she walked the corridor to the break room, she heard sounds coming from the room. They seemed to be a voice, but she could not understand what was being said, it sounded strangely foreign, but maybe the closed door was obscuring what she heard, she thought. As she stopped to open the door, she took a deep breath, slid the zipper on her uniform down below the bottom of her breasts and pushed her bra up to straighten it. With a manufactured smile on her face she opened the door. Dr. Enigma stood up with a start, she had caught him off-guard by surprise. As he turned to face her, he closed his brief case with one hand. His face quickly turned to a smile, “Suzi, you scared me, I didn’t hear you come in,” he said. “Were you talking to someone, I thought I heard voices,” she asked. “Oh, no, I was just thinking out loud, it helps me find the right answers you know,” “Yeah, I sure do. I do it sometimes also,” she remarked. Suzi walked to her locker and pulled out a hanger. She slid the zipper of her uniform down and removed it. She stood there wearing only her under garments, heels, and a smile. She knew that she was required to wear sneakers or white hospital shoes to work, but she hated them and always pushed the envelope. Tonight she had white, round toe, platform pumps on. Suzi turned to face the doctor again, “Oh, doctor, you don’t mind if I get comfortable for a while, do you? This uniform chafes my arms after a few hours.” The doctor could see right through Suzi’s bra and panties, the sheer white lace hid nothing, not even her nipple piercing. She didn’t want it to. Suzi could see the bulge in Dr. Enigma’s pants, and her outfit was definitely a hit. Suzi just stood there, her hands poised seductively on her hips, and with just a slight twist of her body to accentuate the many blessings that she had to share. “Oh, doctor, I am so sorry that I have made you get all hard just by looking at me, can I do anything to make you feel better?” Suzi was a cock tease, it was part of her programming, and she excelled at it. “Suzi, you have been teasing me for months now, I’ve resisted your advances, but now it’s time for you to pay up. Bend over that table and grab hold of the far side. Good girl, now spread your legs far apart and beg me to fuck you.” Suzi was amazed at the openness of the doctor, she did exactly as ordered and awaited her impaling. The doctor dropped his pants and took a bottle of medical gel and with three fingers, stuck them deep in her ass, she jumped in shock, not expecting this. The lube was cold, and felt good, very good. Suzi turned her head and glanced backwards. She saw the doctors engorged cock, it was at least 12 inches long and fat! What a surprise indeed. She didn’t know if she could take that huge cock, but it would be fun trying. She didn’t have long to wait. He placed his cock on the entrance of her ass, and just poked in a bit, she felt her rosebud pucker just slightly as it awaited the intruder. Then, Wham! He jammed it into her with force and ferocity she had never before felt, it was like a steel ramrod impaling her beautiful ass. On the second push, she felt the entire length of his marvelous cock hit home, she felt his balls crush against her behind, she was filled with his 12 inches of cock. He pumped away on her for what seemed like hours, harder and harder, she orgasmed over and over as he showed no mercy, his fucking was non stop and so powerful that she nearly fainted. He eventually came inside of her with a guttural groan like an animal in heat, his cum filled her and gushed from her pussy onto the floor. She felt over a dozen shots of cum shoot into her. He was amazing! He pulled his still rock hard cock out of her ass, and with an open hand, gave her one good, hard slap across the ass. WHACK! “Now get dressed and finish your rounds, cunt!” he admonished. “Then, I want you back here in exactly one hour. I am going to fill that lovely pussy with cum as well.” Suzi got up and in a slight voice and with her head lowered said, “Yes, Sir. I will.” Time dragged, but at exactly the ordered time, Suzi was back in the office, panties off, and awaiting her fucking. Her youthful, beautifully shaped body glistened with the light bronze color of her all-over tan. The doctor entered the room exactly on time. He pointed to Suzi and then to the OB GYN. table. She knew exactly what to do. She climbed on and placed her legs in the elevated stirrups. The doctor took wide leather straps that were fastened to the cold steel implements and secured her feet to them. He reached down to the side of the table and raised a wide, black leather strap that was lying next to the table and placed it across her tender stomach. He pulled the strap to the point that Suzi felt light-headed, then secured the buckle tightly, so tight that she was hardly able to breathe. Her captivity excited her to the point that she could feel her juices flowing freely from her pussy. Smiling at her, the doctor picked up a wide, thick leather neck posture corset and fitted it around her slender neck. She swooned as it wrapped around her, positioning her head in the exact position that the doctor desired. He pulled the laces very tightly. She opened her eyes wide, thinking that he was going to choke her. The doctor only smiled once again, saying nothing. Suzi lay there, strangely calm. Lastly, he took the ball gag that was part of the neck collar and placed it into her waiting mouth, and fastened the end of the strap behind her head. She was ready now. He stood before her, his huge throbbing cock at the ready. He slowly approached his subject, and lightly touched the lips of her pussy with the head of his huge cock. Suzi shook as his body met hers. He slowly inserted his gigantic cock into her soaking wet cunt. The deeper he went, the more she felt her lust grow, she needed his body coupled to hers. Then, his balls struck her body. He was fully into her love tunnel. He slowly withdrew his cock and began to fuck her tight pussy. This time it was different, for the next 45 minutes, every tenth stroke of his cock into her pussy ended with a huge shot of red hot cum flooding into her. She was gushing cum all over the floor, and the slurping sounds were making her hotter and hotter. Suzi lost count of the orgasms and the number of shots of cum in her, but she was so spent that she passed out just as he finished his ministrations. She awoke shortly afterwards with the doctor standing over her soaked body, licking the cum from her pussy. He bent forward and with his mouth filled with his cum, he kissed her gently as a lover would do. She hungrily sucked the cum from his mouth into hers and kissed him with all the passion she could muster. “Now, you little slut, tomorrow night you will do exactly as you did tonight, and for every forthcoming night. But I will not be so gently with you, nor as quick to finish. You will quickly learn that I require many hours of coupling to satisfy my needs without any regard to yours. Do you understand?” “Yes, sir,” was all she could get out. Suzi had lost sight of her assignment, she was now consumed by the doctor as his fuck toy, and could not see anything else but her need to serve him. Gently, he removed her bindings and helped her to her feet. Her shift was nearly over, and she managed to find her panties and straighten herself up for the trip home. She had a lot to think about and report. When she got home, she was spent, she fell into bed and was sound asleep in minutes. Her report to her home planet of Transsexualania would have to wait. The next week was a symphony of sexual abandon, Suzi was captivated by the doctor, who she was sent to earth to spy on for her home planet. Her assignment was to insure that he was rendered helpless to enslave the earth folk, and that her planet’s invaders would have easy access to take over. Each day that passed saw Suzi being used for more and more time, the doctor had started with an hour of fucking, now after one week, she was bound to the fucking table for up to eight hours at a time, being filled with his cum, and serving his every perverted desire. Suzi had stopped doing her rounds at the hospital, she simply reported to his office and was bound down for her abuse. More than once, her colon was filled to near bursting by the doctors cum as he ass fucked her over and over. Her distended belly looked like she was pregnant, then being plugged with a huge glass butt plug to hold it all in as she writhed in discomfort, to his pleasure. Then, Suzi’s rotation changed. She had a five-day holiday coming, she thought it would give her time to rest and finish her report to her commander, but after just two days of not being used for a fuck toy, Suzi grew panicky. She was having strange feelings inside, a growing fear of dread, and a hollowness that left her unable to reason. Her only thoughts were to find the doctor and beg him to fill her once again. Her breasts had grown at least two cup sizes, her waist had shrunken several inches, and her hips had become more pronounced. She was developing into a human Barbie Doll. She tried masturbating herself with everything she could imagine, from her fingers to a large cucumber, but nothing would satisfy her needs. That very night, it got the best of her. She took her white latex nurses dress out of her closet. She had worn it to a party once, it’s very tight fit and very short length had been an instant hit. This way too, she thought, it would at least look like she was working if glanced at quickly. She was barely able to squeeze her newly enlarged tits into the dress, but with lots of silicon lube, she managed to wriggle into it. She chose a pair of platform “hooker shoes,” with 6 inch heels and ankle straps to finish off her outfit. Suzi strolled into the hospital at midnight, she knew that only a very few personnel would be there. As she strolled through the halls, she saw a light coming from the treatment area, and heard sounds like low moans coming from the room. Suzi carefully walked to the doorway and looked inside. She was shocked when she saw the doctor standing there with a famous patient, the female rock star, Brittany Pussy, strapped into the weirdest machine she had ever seen. She was sitting on a small formed seat with a wide strap around her thighs. She was reclining to the point of being bent over backwards with her head nearly vertical, and upside down. Her upper back was supported by a clear plastic form that cradled her shoulders, allowing her head to fall backwards. Her legs were spread apart with a copper colored bar, placed just above the tops of her ankle boots. Her arms were tied together at the wrists and elbows, lying on her torso. A wide strap with copper colored cups covered her breasts, holding her upper chest to the support underneath her shoulders. Her head was fitted with a tight copper band around her forehead and a similar band was around her neck. A metal stand was positioned between her spread legs, with a huge silver colored metal shaft filling her pussy and expanding it wide open. Her mouth was filled with a similar dildo, held in place by a stand in front of her head. All the insertions and metal bars were connected to a large control box by a myriad of wires. I could see that her entire body was shaking and quivering, it was like she was experiencing a nonstop orgasm. I stood there, wide mouthed and unable to speak. “Suzi, what are you doing here?”the doctor asked in a harsh voice. A bit shocked, I snapped back to reality. “Doctor, I missed being with you, and need to be impaled by your magnificent cock, please forgive me.” He smiled. “Suzi, come here, we need to talk. You see Brittany here? She is a horrible example of a young girl, right?” he asked. “”Totally, sir, she is a bitch to everyone here, what are you doing with her?” “She is going to be a new little lady after this treatment, just like the others we have had here who miraculously changed their attitudes. This machine is designed for two functions, first it is an orgasmatron, it induces continuous high intensity sexual pleasures, almost too intense to handle. The end result is that along with the hormones I have injected into you, and these other patients, their very inner being is changed for the good. She will awake not recalling anything about this night, and be a good, kind, helpful girl, not the cunt she is now. Obviously, no one knows of this but you, and since I know all about you and your plan to stop me, I assume that your silence is guaranteed. We are both here to learn about the possible domination the world, but from other planets, right? “Yes, sir, I am, I confess. Can you allow me to be part of your experiment, I promise to obey you completely,” she said. “Oh, yes, you said there are two uses for the machine, what is the second?” “Do you see the one-piece black rubber suit hanging there, with the hood and cable attached to it?” the doctor asked. “Yes, I do, it looks very sexy . . . only a round hole for the center of the face is open, everything else is covered,” she replied. “That is an execution suit, it covers the entire body, except for the face. Every inch of the suit has built-in electrodes in the rubber; thousands of them, all computer controlled to gradually increase the intensity of the orgasms, until the subject is killed by passion, our planets way of executing those miscreants that cannot be reformed.” “And the holes for the pussy and mouth?” she asked. “They are for the large golden probes you see in this patient, but for execution, they are expanded greatly, until the mouth and pussy are enlarged almost to the point of tearing apart. The victim gets tied down on this machine, just like this girl, but a whole different computer program is used,” the doctor added. Suzi took it all in, she was both frightened and turned on by the prospects of what she had heard. She imagined herself being strapped to the device, spread-eagled, and forced to endure the torturous tying of her limbs in such an uncomfortable position, facing her doom. Then, it got the best of her. “Can I try the suit on, just to see how it feels, sir?” she asked sheepishly. “Very well, but you must cover your body with that liquid in the red bottle first, so you can slide into it easily. Then, will you help me with Brittany, she is almost finished and we need to get her back to her room before she awakens.” Suzi quickly undressed and with the doctors help, oiled herself up and slid into the thick rubber suit. Only a circle for her nose to her forehead was exposed. The chill of the very tight rubber sent chills up her back, the tightness of it on her body was like an aphrodisiac, she was nearly climaxing, just imagining how it would feel to be a prisoner standing here, waiting for her last ride of amazing passion. Looking at Suzi fully dressed, got the doctor very excited, he wanted her so badly . . . but he waited. He went to a closet and brought out a pair of over the knee, black rubber boots with high platforms and spike heels that nearly made her feet stand straight upwards. He reverently laced them onto her legs and stood back to view her magnificent appearance. He then brought out a new surprise for her, “Something to keep you interested while we finish our work,” he said. He produced a pair of thick rubber panties, with a dildo inside that measured about ten inches long and more than 2 inches wide. “Now, slip it on, bitch,” he ordered. Suzi did, and without question, the result was immediate, she felt the huge shaft impale her pussy, she groaned as it hit home, then began to start her ride to climax. Suzi helped the doctor take Brittany off the machine and place her back in bed, still asleep. The walk to her room was already driving Suzi insane, as the huge dildo was making her clit feel like it would explode. As they walked back to the room where the machine waited, she asked, “Do you think you could strap me down on the machine, just so I can learn how it feels, sir?” she questioned. “I guess so, but remember this suit you are wearing is set for executions, not pleasure.” “How long does it take to execute a prisoner, say a girl, like my size,” she asked? “I guess about an hour and a half, if all goes well,” he answered. “We like to draw it out as long as possible.” “Does the computer monitor the victims vital signs as it goes along?” she asked. “OH, yes, that way it knows how to adjust itself for the best and longest results,” he replied. “And, do you have the ability to stop the machine, once it is running?” she asked. “Yes, of course, it has an emergency stop button that stops it immediately, but if the final period of the program is reached, it cannot be stopped, regardless of the circumstance. That is the danger, there is only a 15 second warning of the last period starting.” They had reached the room, without a word, Suzi sat on the seat and lay back all the way, letting her head fall backwards and point straight down. “Bind me securely, sir, I am your prisoner and deserve no mercy.” “Are you sure of this, Suzi? You need to understand that it can be fatal, and that I may not be able to help you once the machine has started to work.” “Yes, sir, I accept that completely and understand the possibility. But you have made me so happy and fulfilled by your seducing me over the last few weeks that I would gladly accept my fate if you should desire it.” The doctor began to bind Suzi to the machine. Her legs were spread far apart and secured by a leg spreader. Her hands were fastened to cuffs and with bright chains, pulled tightly to the opposite ankle, right to left, and left to right. This caused her back to arch tremendously, and for her breathing to become labored due to the strain. Her waist and chest were secured to the machine by tight copper colored steel straps, pulled extremely tight. Her forehead was secured by a similar strap with two rings on it. These were then chained to the leg spreader, pulling her head far back, nearly choking her. “Comfortable, my dear?” he asked jokingly. “Oh, yes, sir, thank you,” she replied. Next the doctor took a rubber gas mask with a large filter attached to one side and a hose to the other and placed it on her head, her eyes were able to see from the two red lenses in the mask, but dimly as the red filters were quite intense. He then attached the hose to a large steel cylinder next to the machine. “Suzi, this is something I didn’t show you, but for all executions we make the victim wear this mask and suit for at least four hours in their cell before the end. The mask will allow a special gas to be breathed by you, this will induce a state of euphoria, and a great awareness of what is going on around you. It will keep you awake till the end, should that happen. Now start to breathe deeply for me,” He added. Suzi was afraid now, but did not want to show it to her lover, she wanted to keep him impressed with her resolve. She took several deep breaths, and felt the effects of the lovely smelling gas almost at once, she was riding on a cloud of sexual intensity. The doctor kept her there, breathing the gas for about a half hour, Suzi was now totally in LaLa land... “Ok, my loves, it’s time for you to start, hold on in Ten. Nine . . . ” The doctor had plugged the cable from the suit into the machine’s computer and was about to start the program. WHAM . . . Once started, Suzi immediately felt the high intensity currents flowing throughout her body, every inch of the suit was shooting current in and out of her. Then she felt the large copper electrode being inserted into her pussy, it was huge and nearly split her open as it expanded inside of her. The intensity increased exponentially. Within five minutes, she was orgasming spontaneously, and nonstop. It was one, a huge, never-ending climax that was driving her insane with sexual power. After fifteen minutes the doctor could see that Suzi was shaking uncontrollably, she was moaning loudly, and unable to communicate. The program was working exactly as it should. Suzi was in a powerful sub-space. The doctor stayed nearby her, he never left her side and kept reassuring her that all was OK, even though it might really not be. He noticed that her breasts were now growing in size and fullness, the therapy was 100% as it should be, she soon would start lactating as well. Suzi; was riding the wave of passion well, she was reacting as he wanted her to react. As time passed, the one hour point was rapidly approaching. Soon, she might be too far gone to save. Her vital signs were on target for a successful execution. “Suzi, do you hear me?” the doctor asked several times, but with no answer. Then, he heard a soft, “Yes.” “We are fast approaching the no return point, if I do not stop the machine soon, you will be killed. What is your choice,? Tell me quickly, please!” he implored of her. She was unable to answer. She had slipped into a deep, deep subspace. The doctor at once hit the ‘STOP’ panic button. The machine ended its program in a few more seconds, shutting down completely. He grabbed the hose off her mask and at once replaced it with an oxygen bottle to try and revive her. He unchained her head restraints and gently pointed her head back upright, in its normal position. The doctor felt her heart beat and knew that she was still alive, but very weak. He massaged her hands and body to get her circulation going while he kept talking to her. She was slowly coming back to consciousness. Suzi finally opened her eyes and through the red glass mask she saw the muted figure of the doctor. Being only semi-aware, she asked, “Am I dead?” “No my dear, you are very much alive, and I am here with you to make sure you will be okay,” he answered. “Ummm, how long was I on the machine, sir?” she asked foggily. “You made one hour and fourteen minutes, thirty seven seconds. You had only twenty-three seconds left before you would have been killed by the machine,” he answered. Suzi was rallying quickly. She was getting stronger and more aware by the minute. “Wow, that was the most amazing experience I have ever had. I completely lost control, and all ability to think, react, or talk. I was riding on a wave of indescribable sexual proportions and an energy that I cannot explain.” The doctor took her mask off, and disconnected the oxygen, he bent toward Suzi and kissed her tenderly on the lips. She looked directly into his eyes and said, “I want you, right now.” Without a further word he removed the copper probe from her pussy and stood before her, his huge cock engorged and ready to impale her. He slowly stuck it into her as she emitted a low moaning sound. The next hour was filled with Suzi receiving a nonstop fucking, she received cum shot after cum shot from the doctor, she was filled and pouring his cum out of her pussy. She had lost count after a hundred fifty cum shots, one for each forward thrust of his cock. Finally finished, the doctor removed his cock and inserted a wide rubber plug into her vagina to keep the precious restorative fluids inside her body. She would be fine now. He untied her from her bindings that had held her to the machine and she was free to get up and leave. Suzi just stayed there, not moving. “Can I lay here for a while and enjoy the glow, sir?” she asked. “Of course, my love, you need not undress, just lay there. I will check on you later.” The next few hours were a blur. She quickly drifted off in a sound sleep after her ordeal. It took a few days to realize the full implications of what she had experienced, but her life had changed drastically. She saw her body begin its physical alteration. Her breasts had increased almost two cup sizes, to become 38C in size and stood straight out, firm and pointed. She was now lactating daily which was now serving as the basic food for her doctor who drank from her nipples every night as she experienced her several hours long session of impaling by the cock she had come to beg for. Her waist had shrunken six inches and was now an unbelievable 18 inches around. The doctor had taken a cylinder of what looked like thin, black stainless steel and slipped it over her body, holding the top of it just above her breasts, with the bottom lying just a few inches below her hips. Then, amazingly, the cylinder began to shrink, contouring itself to her body and squeezing it with gentle tightness. The material was as hard as steel when the doctor tapped on it, it rang like metal, but so flexible and soft that it felt like thin latex rubber to Suzi as she wore it. She was able to walk, bend, sit and move effortlessly. It was like she was not wearing anything at all. “This is your new protective shell, my love. It is impervious to everything known to man, and will serve as your body’s contouring corset. You will continue to shrink your waist to a point where I can wrap my hands around it and have them touch. It will never come off of you, and will protect you. Watch this,” he said He then slipped a similar band over her head and laid it on her shoulders. The band began to shrink around her neck, compressing it gently and seductively. She immediately felt it compress her throat with a sensation someone’s of hands gently wrapped around it. “This will limit your air intake, and keep you in a state of euphoria as it gently reduces the size of your neck, as the sheath is doing to your body,” he stated. With that, the doctor picked up a large knife from the table and thrust it at her abdomen. Suzi shrieked in fear, as the knife hit her with all the strength the doctor could muster. It merely bounced off her and fell to the floor. “See, my love, you are impervious to harm,” Her beautiful blonde hair was now nearly twice as long, and double in it’s fullness, shiny, soft and luxurious. Her skin had taken on a glow of youth and vigor, soft to the touch and absolutely wrinkle free, without a blemish to be found. She saw her need for regular food diminish to nearly zero, her body was receiving its sustenance from the doctor’s cum which flooded her body daily. Suzi felt as beautiful as she looked. The next few days at work were rather normal, other than for Suzi’s obvious changes. Their patient, Brittany Pussy; was a new girl, calm, respectful, obedient, and ready to go home, a wonderful happy new girl. If only she knew how new she was! Then, it happened, three weeks later on Saturday night, Suzi got a panicked text message from her doctor-lover. “Call me at once- emergency” was the message. When she called back, she learned the terrible truth. The doctor had been under surveillance from agents of his own planet without his knowledge. He had been seen with Suzi, an agent of the planet Transsexualvania, and not reporting it to his superiors. He was to be recalled to his home planet for a hearing. He was accused of being a spy and traitor. These hearings never went well, he told her. “The only result of this kind of trial is punishment by a long, painful period of suffering and a horrible, lingering death.” “I need to see you at once,” he begged. Suzi, wearing only the protective sheath and collar, hastily put on her thigh high boots that were sitting in the corner of her bedroom and drove to the clinic as fast as she could possibly go. She arrived at the clinic in just minutes and ran inside, climbing the two flights of stairs to his office in seconds. She didn’t realize that she was not at all winded from her run, nor in the least bit tired. Her new self was reaching superhuman strength. She burst into his office and threw her arms around his neck, kissing him with all the passion she could gather. They kissed for several minutes, then the doctor placed his mouth on each of her nipples and emptied them of their precious milk. He then pushed her on her back onto the desk and pushed her legs far apart, he thrust his engorged cock into her and began to pump away, filling his lover with the life giving cum she needed to stay strong and vital. Two hours later, feeling fully sated, they collapsed on top of each other. “What are we to do?” she asked. “You cannot leave me and return to your planet. I must return with you,” she cried. “That is not possible, my love. You would receive a punishment so horrible that I cannot describe it to you. My fate is already sealed, but you must remain here when I return. There is no other alternative,” he replied. Suzi thought for a minute, trying to keep the tears away. “Yes there is, my love, yes there is. Does the execution machine work with two people at the same time?” “Yes, it can, what do you have in mind?” he asked. “There is no reason for me to be here other than to be part of your life. We got this far together, so we will go the rest of the way together. Is that other suit on the hanger yours?” “Yes, it is. OK, if you are willing, let’s do it now. You realize that once we start, there is no turning back for you or me. I guess there is no reason to wait, besides tomorrow they will be coming for me, I am sure,” he stated. Suzi and the doctor took the bottle of dressing lube and spread it over their bodies for the last time. Not one word was said. They helped each other slide into the rubber suits, adjust their hoods and put their boots on. The doctor reached for the golden metal electrode that would be inserted into Suzi’s pussy. She spread her legs wide and he inserted it lovingly. He pressed the button on the back of it and it expended, jamming itself deep into her cavity. She only made a small grimace as it struck home. He took the two straps and tightened them around her upper thighs, to secure it fully. “Sit down, my love,” he asked. She complied at once, sitting with her back against the office wall. He then took sets of highly polished heavy stainless steel manacles from a box under the table, he selected two pair and placed one on her ankles, locking them securely. The second pair, he placed on her wrists, and locked them on as well. They were very tight and extremely heavy, each cuff was about three inches wide and nearly a half inch thick, joined by just one link of chain. Little movement was possible. “These are just in case you panic during our executions, my love. They will keep you here, and unable to get free. I too will be manacled next to you and unable to move or get away,” he added. She shook her head affirmatively and smiled. Suzi saw that his beautiful, large cock was standing straight up through the hole in the front of his suit, harder and stronger than she had ever seen before. He then reached into his desk and took a hypodermic needle out, and filled it with a luminous blue fluid that was in a small bottle. “I am going to inject my cock with this fluid, we use it in male executions, so that the victim does not lose his erection until he is finished. If he did, the electrode would fall off and the execution would be botched.” The doctor took a deep breath and jammed the needle deep into the base of his cock the pain was evident in his face, but he tried so hard to keep Suzi from seeing it. In seconds, his cock grew even larger and bright red in color. “Wow, that stings,” he laughed. With that, he took the hollow male electrode and placed it over his cock, up to his balls. He then pressed the green button on the rear of it and it began to close inside, catching his cock in a rigid grip. The interior of the electrode was lined with short, sharp pins that dug into his cock. The device would never fall off now. His face was flush with obvious pain. Suzi cried out, “Are you Ok, my love?” “Fuck, it hurts, now I know why men try to select another way to be finished,” he replied. “But at least, I won’t need to worry about doing it again,” he chuckled. Suzi didn’t see the humor in that. He took their two cables and walked to the machine, plugging them both in and spending time with the machine’s controls. He returned with what looked like a TV remote control. Kneeling next to Suzi, he took her gas mask and lovingly fitted it to her face, after a gentle kiss. He could see the tears welling up in her beautiful grey eyes. He sat down next to her and fitted his gas mask to his face, then turning the valve on for the gas to flow. He felt the effects at once. Hurriedly, he snapped the manacles onto his own ankles and then fumbling a bit, managed to get them onto his wrists. He glanced at his love, sitting next to him for the last time. She was trembling and shaking, her tears were flowing behind her mask, she could no longer control herself, she was going to be no more, and with her lover next to her. “Take a few deep breaths, my love, it will help,” he lovingly asked of her. He could see her chest move in and out, she was complying. Quickly, he saw that she was calming down. He moved close to her and placed his head on her shoulder. The aphrodisiac gas was having it’s effect on him, he felt giddy and happy, but knew what it was caused by. “How long do we . . . ” she asked in a low voice. “Long enough for me to tell you that I fell in love with you the second we met, and I will love you for eternity.” He replied. “When I press this button on the remote, the cycle will start. We should have about an hour of enjoying the gas and holding each other, then the electrocution cycle begins, like when I tied you to the machine last time, but this time, the cycle cannot be ended. I made sure of that. I am going to throw it away as soon as I press it, so we cannot change our minds, is that OK with you, this is your last chance to save yourself.” Suzi tried as hard as she could to move her manacled hands to her lovers lap, she managed to place them on top of his hands which were holding the remote. Suzi smiled at her lover and said, “Together forever, my love.” She pressed her hands down on top of his and the machine clicked a few times and began its cycle. The doctor threw the remote across the room and sat there, calm, and in blissful ecstasy. The next hour was spent holding each other, day dreaming from the effects of the gas and not worrying about anything, they were transcended to a better place. The doctor looked up at the clock on the wall, it was at 59 minutes and 45 seconds. “Hold on, my love, prepare yourself,” he told her. As he finished his statement, the electricity hit him like a ton of bricks as it shot into his engorged cock and coursed through both of their bodies, they cycle had begun. Suzi clutched him as tightly as she could with her manacled hands. Then, together, they quickly drifted off into a sleep induced coma from the machines effects, they dreamed wildly, and were lost in a sub space never before explored. At exactly one hour and fifteen minutes the last cycle began, their dreams were ended by a flash of blinding light. They were finally at peace.

The Annual Picnic, v2.0

I had seen the ad a few times before, but it never struck home like this time. A chill went up my spine as I read it a second time. I couldn’t decide if I was repulsed, frightened, or turned on. Very odd, indeed. Especially when I felt that all too common wetness in my panties . . . “Young, attractive ladies wanted who are fascinated by barbeques. Oiled, broiled, boiled or spit roasted, your choice. Inquire by calling: xxxxxxx” But let me regress for a minute. Maybe then, you’ll understand better. About six months ago I was a few minutes late getting in to my office because of traffic. When I did arrive, I saw a group of my co-workers standing around Suzi’s cubicle, watching something on her computer monitor. “What’s going on?” I asked. “You won’t believe this, you really won’t believe it, it must be a put-on or something,” Jeff from accounting said in a bewildered voice. “Play it again for DeeDee,” he asked. Here is what I recall: The monitor crackled to life. On the screen was Suzi, looking beautiful, radiant, and so magnificently happy. She was standing in what appeared to be a wooded area with a large picnic setup behind her. Her hair was done beautifully, her makeup impeccable and so sexy. She was wearing a simple pair of jeans hot pants and a tight, cut off titty top. Around her neck was a heavy, rough iron collar, with a large ring attached that seemed to be riveted onto her. Likewise, her wrists and ankles were similarly adorned with heavy, wide, iron cuffs with attaching rings that also seemed to be riveted on. In the background, a large iron cauldron stood above an iron stand with a wood fire underneath it. To her right was a bed of red hot coals with two heavy stanchions, one at each end of the fire pit and what seemed to be a spit turning mechanism and motor. Several naked, leather hooded men stood around her and were busy attending to some details in the background. One large, ominous looking man was standing next to Suzi, naked except for his hood, with a huge engorged cock, and holding a heavy chain attached to her collar. “Hi guys!” beamed Suzi as the camera panned back to her. “I won’t be in to the office today, (giggle, giggle) or ever again, for that matter,” she chuckled. “You see, I saw this ad in the paper again this week and I had to call and find out what it was about. You know that I have weird fantasies and that I tend to talk about them a lot.” Suzi held up a torn-out copy of the ad that I had just read. “This fellow here answered the phone. I asked him what this was all about. He told me in a matter-of-fact voice that I was going to be the next participant in their semi-annual picnic. He told me that the subliminal message in the ad indicated that I was ready for this day, and that I would volunteer willingly to be raped over and over, prepared to their satisfaction, and then cooked alive in a manner of my own choosing.” Suzi finished. “I thought he was crazy. I hung up the phone with a bang and walked out of the room in disgust .I cursed under my breath for being so gullible,” “Then it happened. A few hours later, I felt so terrible horny I could not believe it. I went to the ladies room at work, sat down in a stall and started to masturbate myself over and over. I could not get the conversation out of my mind, I was so sexually hot that I had to leave work early Friday and go home to finish myself off, which took most of the rest of the day to accomplish.” ‘Then, late that night, I called the number once again. I had to, I could not stop myself. When the phone was answered, the voice knew it was me. He just said, “Hello, Suzi, you are ready now, aren’t you?” “Yes, I am, Master. What am I to do, now?” I asked. “Will it hurt, Master? Will I be awake, or what?” “That is completely up to you, my dear. You may either decide to feel the magnificently painful ordeal in its entirety, or you may decide to take advantage of our medical teams ability to give you nerve blocking agents and euphoria inducing drugs that will all but eliminate the pain until the end is near, and put you in a state of unbelievable sexually charged euphoria and complete consciousness throughout most of the procedure, it’s all up to you, my love.” he said in a calming voice. “How long will I be awake until I . . .” he cut me off. “We can discuss that later, you don’t need to make any decisions right now. Go to sleep, rest and dream sweet dreams. Tomorrow, get your hair done the way you love it. Give yourself at least three enemas to clean you completely, select your clothes and think about your choices that I have described. On Sunday morning at 8:00A.M, a limousine will pick you up. Have your hair done, makeup finished, do not eat breakfast, and make sure that you have your behind plugged with a suitably large, glass butt plug. Please do not keep the driver waiting. There is nothing else you need to do. We will attend to everything.” he finished. I hung up; it felt like a weight had been lifted from my shoulders. “Saturday morning I awoke feeling more alive and energized than I had ever felt before. I was on a cloud, smiling and happy like never before. I did as instructed; you see my new hair-do. I picked out these killer shorts and this tiny top and platform, strappy heels. I finished my other instructions and bought myself a nice pink glass butt plug, that I am wearing right now, it feels great!” “I went to a movie then came home and fell asleep like a baby, I made a few choices and at 8:00 A.M. sharp, the limo was out front. So, here I am now making this video for you all. I met Master, right here. He is so nice and kind to me. He helped my get fitted for these very heavy and strong steel cuffs and collar that I am wearing. They are riveted together, so that no matter what happens, I cannot escape if I panic or something.” “I met another girl, her name is Tina, she is only 17 and is very beautiful, you’ll see her soon, I am told. She is now being prepared, like I will soon be. I watched as she was raped over and over by a large group of the hooded guards. She moaned and groaned with such pleasure that I nearly orgasmed just watching her being ass and pussy fucked over and over. Don’t feel sad for me, I have never felt more happy nor alive than I do right now. I have chosen to be drugged, I received a massive dose of a nerve blocking drug just before I started to make this video, I am so excited and sexually charged that I cannot stand it. The euphoria inducing drugs are wonderful; I am so excited and turned on right now that I cannot describe it.” “Tina however, I am told has chosen not to be drugged, she will be feeling every bit of the procedure, and may not remain conscious too long, but she begged for this, and Master has agreed. She too is chained and bound, and my need more attention than I will.” With that, the camera panned over to a tent in the background. A very beautiful, thin, tall girl with jet black mid back length hair was being led out by the chain attached to her wide, iron neck collar, which was the full length of her neck, from her ears to her shoulders. Her steel ankle cuffs were chained together with a very short chain so that she could only take small, halting steps. Her wrists were cuffed and chained together in front of her. She was totally naked, and her pussy was shaved clean. She turned and smiled at the camera, trying to wave with her chained hands. The two hooded attendants were leading her to where the large iron cauldron was set up. A wide, step-ladder was set up against the side of it and several hooded men stood around the ladder. A small, heavy duty table was set up near the ladder and was padded with bright red leather. As the girl approached the cauldron, she was ushered to the side of the table. One of her guards put his hand on her back, and she willingly bent over the table and spread her legs as far as she could. Then it happened, the dozen or so hooded men stood at both ends of the table. One by one, they took turns fucking her from the rear, and fucking her throat as she lay against the table. She said nothing; she only moaned and groaned with the throws of sexual passion. It was her second round of rapes, and she loved every second of it. The camera panned in on her as she stood back up. Cum ran from her shaven pussy and flowed from her lips as she was helped to the ladder. A hooded guard helped her up and into the cauldron. The water was waist deep and was getting warmer as the guard stood next to her. He bent down and took the end of a chain that was fastened to the center of the cauldron’s bottom and held it up. It was just long enough to reach her collar’s attaching ring. The guard locked the chain to the collar and walked to the ladder to get out of the heating water. The guard stopped and turned back to her. He took a thick rubber ball gag off the side of the cauldron and placed it into her mouth, fastening the strap tightly behind her neck, and making sure that the ball was seated deeply in her mouth so that she could not push it out with her tongue. “This will make it easier,” he said in a low voice. She nodded “Thank you.” As the guard stepped off the ladder onto the ground, his entire lower body was red. The water was obviously getting hotter by the minute. Tina stood there, passive. She didn’t move for several minutes, and then she started to moan through the ball gag. The heat was getting to her, and the pain was starting to take hold. As the steam began to rise from the water, she amazingly dug her cuffed hands deep into her pussy and began to masturbate herself wildly. Tina seemed to climax several times, each time she let out a moan and nearly fell into the water as her body weakened. Her cries of pleasure began to seem more like cries of pain, she was obviously in trouble, and considerable pain from the near boiling water. Then, the guard was heard yelling at her, “Sit down, it will make it easier for you.” She turned toward him and looked unsure. He repeated, “Sit down on the seat-ledge on the side of the cauldron; it will make it so much easier for you than standing.” Tina stood motionless for a few seconds, and then she looked at the crowd around her and managed a furtive smile. She stepped backwards to the side of the pot and sat down, submerging her body up to her chin. She cried out from the super hot water now engulfing her entire being. Seconds later, her head fell to her right shoulder as she slipped below the water. The camera then panned to Suzi once again. “Well, guys, I guess it’s almost my turn,” she happily stated. With that, two more guards approached her, each carrying a large, curved knife. The first guard, still holding her neck chain turned to her and said, “You’re right, it’s time.” Then the burly guard took his knife and slid it down into the front of her skin-tight, latex micro shorts, he turned the blade outward, and with one quick motion, slit the shorts wide open, causing them to fall to the ground. Visible from inside of the remains of the latex shorts was the attached 8 inch dildo that had been impaling her soaking wet pussy. Them, he repeated the task by sliding the knife between her heaving breasts and slit her sheer, white silk top open, it too hit the ground, leaving her naked and visibly excited. “Oh. God, this is real, isn’t it?” she cried out. “Very much so, now come with me,” the guard said as he yanked her chain pulling her toward the awaiting, red leather covered table. He walked to the opposite end of the table and pulled her chain tight. Suzi dropped onto her chest as her arms were pulled tightly across the table. A guard then spread her legs wide apart and motioned to the gathered crowd of guards to approach her. The ritual of fucking all her holes repeatedly was begun, as it had been for Tina. Suzi cried out in passion as she was invaded by man after man, her body was no longer hers, it was simply a pleasure toy being used by her captors, and she loved every second of it. I lost count of the men that had her, but it was many more than Tina had enjoyed. Suzi lay there, exhausted but electrified by her rape. The euphoria drugs had kicked in, and she was riding the wave of ecstasy. “Fuck me, Fuck me,” she cried out time after time. They obliged her, until there were no more men left able to impale her holes. Suzi lay there, panting, trying to regain her composure. Her euphoria was broken as she turned her head to the left, where she saw her first guard carrying a polished stainless-steel pole about ten feet long, with one end pointed to a needle’s point. This was to be the final step in being cooked alive, the spit insertion. As he approached her, he stood in front of her and bent down to give her some instructions. “It’s time, my love. I will try to answer any questions you have, and tell you exactly what will happen to you, OK.” “Yes, sir,” she obediently answered. “First, I want you to know that the drugs you have received as working well by now. You should feel no pain, just some pressure as we go forth. I will first oil the pole to make it enter you easier. Then, I will go behind you and slip the pointed end into your pussy. It will go in about 8-9 inches until it stops. I will then ask you if you are sure that you want to continue. This will be your last chance to end this, after that, no stopping will be possible as you will be pierced by the spit pole, and cannot possibly survive if it is removed. Do you understand?” “Yes, master.” she purred. “Good, then, I will push the pole further in side of you. It will travel through your body, I will do my best to not hit any organs that would cause you harm. The spit will then stop once again at the base of your neck. At this point, a guard will ask you to open your mouth as wide as possible. This is very important that you do so. He will then hold your head back as far as he can, to place your mouth in direct line with the pole. I will then make the final push forward; the pole will enter your throat, and exit your mouth. You may not be able to breathe while this happens, but you will be able to once the pole exits your mouth, it is hollow and has many holes to allow you to gasp some air. Finally, we will slip bars onto the spit that will allow us to fasten your arms and legs firmly to the pole using the cuffs you now wear. This will keep you firmly in pace as the process continues. We want you to be in a straight line, so that you will be evenly distanced from the bed of coals, and that you will turn freely as the spit motor rotates you over the fire pit. Lastly, you will be covered from head to toe with olive oil, to baste you and keep your skin from burning. The basting will be repeated as the process goes forth. Then, once you are ready, you will be carried to the pit and placed on the stanchions you see. The rotator will be attached and your ordeal of being coked alive will begin.” “Do you understand completely, and agree to proceed?” “Oh, Yes sir. I do.” she cried out, with small tears in her eyes. He kissed her face lightly and proceeded to take his position behind her. Two guards fastened wide leather straps around her body, pinning her to the table to insure that she would not move during the impaling. He spread her legs as far apart as he could, he took the pole and gently inserted it into her soaking wet pussy, pushing it in 8 inches, to the limit of its length. “Are you ready?” he asked. “Yes, master,” she answered softly. “Take a deep breath, hold it and push down as hard as you can,” he instructed. With both hands firmly on the pole, he pushed inward. He felt and heard the ‘pop’ as it entered her torso. She let out a small cry as she felt the invasion of her body. He continued working the spit inward, using his deft skills to avoid any internal organs, she was wonderful, she did not cry out of panic. Her actions were typical; she was orgasming over and over as the spit continued its path. Her clit was exploding with sensations; the pole rubbing it drove her insane with lust. The drugs were making her cum in one, huge, unending climax. She was experiencing the climax to end all climaxes; she deserved it, and was getting the full treatment. He stopped just short of her neck; the next step was to be the last step. He told her to enjoy her lust. He held the pole rigid as she moved her hips furiously up and down fucking the pole with fervor like no other. She came endlessly, her body slowed after several minutes. He motioned with his eyes to the guard standing at her head. He knew the signals from heart. He placed his hands on each side of her head, and told her to open her mouth as far as she possibly could do. She complied as he bent her head as far back as it could possibly go. He bent down and whispered into her ear, “This is the last step, my dear. You will not be able to speak after this, is there anything you want to say before we continue.” She said, “Yes, How long can I last on the pole?” “That’s up to you, we can make it very fast, or prolong it for you, anywhere from 5 to 20 minutes is possible.” “Will it be painful for me,” she asked. “We are not sure, but it seems that yes, at the very beginning of being placed over the coals and at the very end it is quite painful, I won’t lie to you.” “Then, please make it as long as possible, will you do that for me?” she begged. He nodded yes, and motioned to the guard with the pole. He held it tightly and pushed with all his might. Quickly, the spit protruded from her open mouth. The guards grabbed the support bars, slid them onto the spit pole and rapidly fastened her wrists and ankles to them, to insure that she would not slip as the spit rotated. Her arms were tucked next to her body, and her knees fastened to a third support. She was ready to go. She looked into the guards eyes with lust and euphoria. She was still trying to hump the pole, even with her bindings holding her steady. Next, a guard took a gallon bottle of olive oil and poured it all over her, from head to toe, this would baste her nicely, they picked the pole up and turned her over, repeating the oiling. She was now ready to go. With her eyes covered with oil, she was unable to see clearly, or speak, but she heard him say that, “This is it, we are ready to go now.” They picked the pole up, and carried her to the waiting pit of red hot coals. They placed the pole with Suzi on it, into the stanchions and attached the rotator. Suzi was now slowly turning over and over. I could still see her trying to hump the pole as she was cooking, alive! The video ended abruptly. I could not put my mind at ease all day; I found it impossible to work. About an hour later, I had to go to the ladies room. I found a secluded stall and pulled my panties down. I hungrily dug my fingers into my soaking wet pussy and fingered myself to three crashing orgasms. I was so terribly turned on by seeing my best work-friend being tortured so willingly. That night, I rushed home and again masturbated myself over and over as I recalled the tape in my mind. Then, about 11 PM my phone rang. It was Cindy, another work-friend. “Hi, you saw that video, didn’t you?” she asked. “Yes, I sure did.” “I know, I was in the ladies room the same time you were. I heard you cum,” she added. I was shocked, what do you say at a time like this? “It’s Ok,” Cindy added. “I was getting off too. I could not stand it, I was so hot.” “I know, but I can’t understand why it is making me so crazy, I can’t stop masturbating, I must have climaxed a million times so far.” I said. “Me too . . . I need to talk with you, can I come over?” she asked. “Now? It’s late.” I answered. “Yes, I need to be with you and talk, I’ll be there in ten minutes, OK?” she asked. I was always attracted to Cindy, although I’m not a lesbian, I did feel something sexual for her. I hurried around the apartment tidying up, and slipped into my favorite black baby- doll nighty and frilly panties, and a pair of platform ankle strap, “fuck me” heels. I added some neon pink lip-gloss and eye shadow, and I was ready. The door bell rang minutes later. I opened the door to see Cindy standing there, hair and makeup all done to perfection, and wearing a long plastic rain coat, odd, because it wasn’t raining. I brought her inside and offered to take her coat; she slipped out of it to reveal that she was not wearing any clothes, just a pair of heels, and a heavy steel collar on her neck. I looked at her in a stunned manner, not expecting her to be naked, and then it hit me. “OH my God, that’s the same collar that Suzi was wearing in the video . . .” I shrieked. “Yes, it is,” she said very calmly. “I went home and looked in the paper again and saw the same ad that I had seen before. I called the number and all I recall is that I said “YES” and then an hour later, a man showed up at my place, gave me lots of papers to sign, slipped this collar on my neck and locked it. He gave me a piece of paper with lots of instructions on it and left.” She mumbled. “You mean that you are . . .” she cut me off mid sentence. “Yes, on Saturday morning at 8A. M.” she replied. “But this it Thursday night already,” I replied. “You’re right; I only have tomorrow before I am to be cooked alive. Will you spend the rest of my time with me, please? I don’t want to be alone now.” she cried. “Of course, I will, you don’t need to ask, stay with me, I’ll be there for you 100%.,” I assured her. I threw my arms around her neck and kissed her passionately, I had never before had another woman, but it seemed so right. We melted together and spent the next hour devouring each others bodies. I made the post passionate love that I had ever experienced. I was so in love with her that it hurt. Cindy got up from the bed first and retrieved her bag. She came back to the bed where I was getting myself together and standing back up. “I have a surprise for you, can I blindfold you for a minute?” she asked coyly. “Sure, why not?” I answered, I felt stirrings again, blindfolded? Kinky! Cindy took a blindfold from my dresser top and put it on me. I felt very sexy all of a sudden. Then, I felt her hands on my neck. Very kinky, I thought to myself. The next thing I recall was the feeling of something closing tightly on my neck and a loud ‘click’. It was cold, and heavy. She removed the blindfold. I was now wearing the same heavy, polished, stainless steel collar she was! “What the fuck?” I said in shock. “I’m sorry,” Cindy replied, “But the man seemed to know all about you, and gave me the collar for you, just in case you wanted to join me. He said that you were very beautiful and that he knew all about your interest and that you were going to be part of this eventually, so I took it.” “Did he happen to give you the key?” I asked. “No, I didn’t think to ask,” Cindy said. “Well, that’s OK I guess. I’ll just have to join you in your ordeal Saturday. I have long fantasized about this and now it will be our reality, together for the last time ever. . . . Now, can I see the instructions he gave you?” Cindy nearly exploded with happiness, she grabbed me and kissed me all over, we hugged and held each other for so long. “When do we have to choose our procedures?” I asked. “Tomorrow, he said we can both do the same if we want, and be together from beginning to end,” Cindy happily offered. “Do you know what you want?” I asked. “Oh, yes, I already chose to be gang fucked, spitted and cooked over a bed of red hot coals on a spit barbeque while very much alive.” Cindy answered in a matter of fact voice. “They do have some new choices, he told me about,” she added. “They now have slow, erotic, pull-up hanging, or sitting, strapped inside of what looks like an old steam cabinet, with a huge dildo-cooking element inside your pussy, being steamed from the outside and microwave cooked from the inside out at the same time. Only your head is outside of the cabinet, so you are conscious nearly all the time!” “Yes, I saw that on TV last week, it looks so erotic, the girl in question elected to be half-cooked in the cabinet then spitted and barbequed while still conscious to the finish.” I added. “I heard that when the microwaves hit your clit, you explode in multiple, crashing orgasms that don’t stop, and that they put special electrodes on your nipples to make them feel unbelievably erotic as they are being cooked.” “And, we can be spit cooked while we are still awake too?” Cindy asked. “Yes, that is what I understand. They will take you out of the cabinet while you are still awake and able to move, then spit you and finish you off on the barbeque. Do you want to do it with me, I’m hot already just thinking about it.” “OK, let’s go for it together,” she said. The rest of the night was spent by them making every possible kind of love to each other, neither of them got a seconds sleep, but it wouldn’t matter, this was their last night together, ever. The next morning, the girls got up, showered, did their last enemas and picked out their highest and sexiest platform shoes for this special day. They opted to not wear any clothing; after all, it wouldn’t matter anyway. The limousine arrived exactly at 8:00 A.M., as they were told. The driver came to the door with two pair of handcuffs and cuffed them both. “Just a precaution, in case you freak out,” he said. “Thank you for being so thoughtful,” they said in unison. Once they were securely cuffed, he took two leather harnesses out of the car and had them each step into one. The harness contained a very large and thick dildo which impaled their pussies and forced them wide open. Once they were securely attached, he clicked a button on a remote and very powerful vibrators imbedded in the dildos started to roar into action. Immediately, the girls felt the powerful sexual energy build within them. Next, he took two ball gags out of the car and stuck them deep into their mouths, silencing them completely. Hanging from the gag strap was a pair of small chains with alligator clips with a sharp pin in the center of each clip. He clipped them carefully to their nipples, sending shock waves through them. The final touch was a set of very heavy polished steel ankle cuffs with locks and a short chain attaching them together. Once on their legs, they could only take short, halting steps, a final way to insure their total compliance. The girls walked calmly to the car and sat down; this was their last ride together. They arrived at the fair at 8:45, just as they were told. The driver opened the rear door and helped them out. A cold chill went down Cindi’s spine. This was really it, not a dream or a fantasy. She was about to be repeatedly raped and then cooked alive. DeeDee looked at the driver and asked for a few minutes alone with Cindi. He shook his head and left them after removing their ball gags, but leaving all the other restraints intact. DeeDee dropped to her knees and licked and sucked Cindi’s pussy like a wild woman. Cindi moaned and groaned with ecstasy, she climaxed and then squirted a big flood of piss allover DeeDee’s face. DeeDee hungrily put her mouth against Cindi’s pussy and swallowed as much as she possibly could. She then got back up and Cindi returned the favor, DeeDee finished quickly, cumming with a loud moaning cry, as she too filled her mouth with piss. The girls kissed hungrily and wished that they had discovered their love earlier, and their passion for piss drinking. The driver came back shortly with another man and reattached their ball gags. They then slowly walked the girls to the spot where the cabinets were set up. Reality was here, this was it. They could see the spitting area close by, with gleaming stainless steel spits standing tall next to the preparation table. The coals of the cooking pit glowing bright red in anticipation of their arrival. Both girls were led to the preparation table; they willingly bent over the table and were quickly strapped down. Their butt plugs were roughly removed and a parade of hooded guards approached them. The girls turned their heads to see each other, as the first guard spread Cindi’s legs and jammed his huge cock deep into her ass. Within seconds, DeeDee felt her backside being impaled with a huge black cock ass well. Both girls moaned as well as they could due to the ball gags stuck deep into their mouths. Their ass fucking session went on for over an hour, man after man invaded them, filling their virgin asses, and steaming hot pussies with cum load after cum load. Their legs were soaked with huge gobs of dripping sperm, as they lay there drifting into sub space from their overload of pleasure. The girls were filled and the men were finished. They soon felt the straps that had bound them being released. They were helped to stand up, their legs shaking from the wonderful ordeal. “OK girls, time to get into your cabinets, the picnic is starting at 2:00 pm, and you both will need to be fully cooked and ready by then.” He walked the girls to the cabinets; they were large white fiberglass boxes with the fronts hinged to open like a car door. The top had a hole that was about neck size, with a big rubber gasket around it. The guard opened the front door of the cabinet, inside was a small polished steel seat with a huge silver perforated metal cylinder protruding upward. It was about ten inches long and over two inches wide with a domed top. The sides of the cabinet had steel rings to attach the girls wrist cuffs to, and the floor had similar rings for their ankles. A wire attached to a spring clamp dangled inside of the cabinet, and several small nozzles were arranged throughout the cabinet. On the top of the cabinet, in full view of the occupant was a temperature gauge and a timer, enabling the victim to see how long she was cooking. “OK, who goes first?” asked the guard. “Me,” yelled out Cindi, with all the anticipation of a kid on Christmas. The guard then removed her hand cuffs and then removed DeeDee’s as well. “I usually do the basting before you enter the cabinet, but you two have been such great girls that you may baste each other. That bucket is full of olive oil and a big soft sponge. Have at it.” he said. The girls took turns covering each other from head to toe with olive oil, they left no spot untouched. They made sure that even their faces and hair were fully covered. The guard then handed Cindi a cylindrical sponge on a stick. “You know what this is for, right?” he asked. “Sure do,” DeeDee retorted. She took the sponge, dipped it in the oil and stuck it far up Cindi’s pussy, making sure it was fully oiled. She then handed it to DeeDee who returned the favor, oiling Cindi’s pussy until it was dripping oil. The guard then tool Cindi by the hands and turned her around to face him. “Now, just let me do the work, you’ll back up until I tell you to stop, then you will sit down on the probe until it fully enters you, understand? It’s large and might hurt for a second, but the oil will help lots.” Cindi looked terribly excited, and was shaking all over, even though she was at the precipice of her fate, she was sexually excited to near orgasm. She took the guards hands and slowly backed up until she was told to step into the cabinet, which she did. She then was ordered to stop and begin to sit. She gasped for a second and slowly lowered her body onto the cold steel microwave element. As it touched her lips, she shook for a second, and then sat down fast, ramming it into her tight pussy. She gasped and let out a soft moaning sound as it hit bottom. The guard then quickly took her shackled ankles and clipped each one to a hook on the cabinet’s floor. He then took each wrist and likewise attached them to the cabinet sides. She was gasping for breath as she was so terribly hot, she could hardly control herself. He then took a wide fiberglass strap that was attached to the side of the cabinet and laid it across her lap. He put it in the buckle and pulled it very tightly. Cindi could hardly breathe, it was so tight. “Don’t want you to fall out,” he laughed. “Now, this will hurt, but just for a short time, so take a deep breath and hold it when I say so.” he ordered. He then took up the wire that was hanging in the cabinet; it was a temperature probe and needed to be inserted to make sure the cooking was just right. The end of the probe was sharp; needle like and about 4 inches long. He took her left tit in his hand and squeezed it tightly. She gasped as he grabbed her. Then, with one swift motion, he took the probe and jammed it into her breast until it was fully inserted. Cindi let out a blood curdling scream, which only gave the guards a laugh. The cabinet door was then shut and locked. “Next,” he joked. DeeDee wasn’t to sure about this, she hadn’t been told of all that had just happened, but she had no choice. The guard grabbed her hands and started to push her backwards into the cabinet. Quickly, she was sitting down, strapped and cuffed with the huge element violating her pussy. When the guard took up the probe, she cried out “NO,” But with no avail. He once again grabbed her tit and jammed the probe far into her tender flesh. She screamed and cried out, however the guards were unnerved by her cries. “Oh, yes, please fuck my other tit with another one, I want to feel the exquisite pain again,” she cried out. They looked at each other, not knowing what to do. No one ever wanted to be probed a second time. “OK, if that’s what you want,” he said, and turned to grab another probe. “Please stick it in slowly, and fully,” she moaned. The guard obliged, he took the sharp probe and slowly pushed it deep into her breast until it was nearly gone. DeeDee cried and cried, screaming most of the time, but was also obviously orgasming. He then kissed her on the lips ever so gently and closed the cabinet door. “Ready, girls?” he asked. DeeDee looked over to Cindi and mouthed, “I Love you, Cindi” They then shook their heads to indicate ‘Yes’. He then reached to the top of the cabinets and pushed a large green button on each one. The cabinets emitted a sound as they came to life. Instantly, the girls began to moan and groan as the microwave energy hit their clits, causing extreme feelings of passion, causing nearly instant and continuous orgasms to hit them. The idea that they had just voluntarily allowed themselves to be placed in devices that would literally cook them alive never hit home until now. Cindi began to shake and cry. She realized that this was to be her last day, maybe her last hour. DeeDee was riding the waves of unending bliss, feeling every nerve in her body respond to the microwave energy, she was in an endless cycle of orgasm, and was nearly passing out from the pleasure overload. She happened to look at the temperature gauge; the cabinet temperature was now nearly 135 degrees, and rising. She felt wet, and so terribly hot allover, the cabinet had nozzles that were allowing steam to slowly enter, cooking them as well as the microwaves. “How are you doing, Cindi?” she asked. Cindi shook her head, “Yes” and said something, but she could not hear it over the sound of the crowd watching the spitting of another young and apparently very unwilling girl nearby. Time flew by, the clock said 20 minutes had elapsed, and they were both still conscious, but very weak feeling and with less and less pleasure from the element as time progressed. Cindi also was feeling very weak, and wanted desperately to sleep, but she could not allow herself to do so. The temperature in her box was now nearly 165 degrees, and she was so terribly hot that she was having lots of trouble breathing. She desperately wanted water, so did DeeDee. Who was begging for a drink. The guard returned at 22 minutes, and shook his head, “NO,” no water for them. “But, I feel a lot of bubbling inside of me, everything feels funny and bubbly,” Cindi said. “Girls, you are being cooked alive, your body temperature is nearing a boil, if I give you water, your stomachs will explode inside of you, ruining you as food, you don’t want that, do you?” he admonished. “Now, it’s decision time, do you want to remain here in the cabinets until you are fully cooked, or do you want to be removed, have a long, sharp steel spit stuck through your pussy and come out of your mouth, and then barbequed over the lovely fire pit?” he asked. “Will being spitted and then cooking on the fire pit hurt terribly, or will we be unconscious first?” DeeDee asked. “I’ll be completely honest with you both, you have been fantastic subjects, yes, the spitting from what I have seen before is horrifically painful, like nothing else you can imagine. “Does it take long to be spitted, I see the young girl over there screaming and fighting very hard to get away,” DeeDee asked. “Well, that is a special case; she is only 16 years old, and apparently very obstinate. Her parents were very upset with her. She failed a class in mathematics at school, so they sold her to the organization as food for the picnic today. I guess she is not too happy about it. Once we have her strapped down, and the guards are finished raping her, it will go quickly.” he answered in a matter of fact voice. “They have requested a very long, drawn out spitting ritual, and a slow barbequing for her as they desire her to be awake and alert as long as possible, even up to her serving to the guests.” “Oh, well, how long will we have once we are spitted, you know, I mean, will we be awake or...” her voice trailed off in a sleepy tone. “I understand,” the guard answered. “You will most probably still be conscious, the spitting will not take too long, and the person doing it is very skilled. You will not have any vital organs punctured, only your vagina and stomach. You should remain alive for some time, up to a half hour or more, and have lots of time to fuck your clit on the cold steel spit as you are riding it. Your arms and legs will be tied to supports we will slide on the spit after you are impaled. They will keep you steady and rotating over the coals, nothing is left to chance.” he said. “I’ll go for it!” Cindi yelled out. “Just one request, can we make the spitting last as long as possible, please?” “Of course, for you girls, anything you want. Now, as for the fire pit, do you want it to go quickly or not? It’s up to you how close you are to the coals.” “Fast, please, I don’t want to slowly cook, I want it to be very fast, OK?” she begged. “Of course, a good choice, now let’s get you started.” he finished as he unlocked the cabinet, unlocked her ankle and wrist cuffs and helped her step out. DeeDee was amazed at how Cindi looked, her tits were at least three times their normal size, leaking milk at an alarming rate, her belly was swollen and her entire body was bright red. She could only guess that inside her cabinet, she looked the exact same way. She said nothing as Cindi was helped to walk to the spitting area. Cindi looked back at DeeDee, smiled a furtive smile and mouthed, “I love you,” once again. DeeDee only shook her head and smiled. “And for you, my dear?” asked the guard. “I’ll stay here, I don’t want to change, OK?” she asked. “Of course, anything you desire. We will have to make some changes to finish cooking you here. We need to remove the rubber ring around your neck and place a glass cylinder over your head to keep the steam and heat in for the time needed to finish cooking you. The heat will increase quickly and the cabinet will fill with steam, you won’t be able to see out of the cylinder then. You should fall asleep quickly, the end will be peaceful and rather quick, but unfortunately, quite excruciatingly painful.” “That’s Ok, it’s not like I have a choice, right?” she said jokingly. “You’re amazing, what a girl, too bad we are cooking you today, you could have been fun.” The guard slipped the rubber gasket ring out of the neck hole and then took a glass cylinder with a closed top, placed it over the hole around her neck and turned it tightly on so that nothing would escape. He blew a kiss to DeeDee, she returned it. He then turned to the cabinet’s top panel and pushed three buttons. At once the steam quantity changed considerably, the cabinet filled in seconds, causing the cylinder to haze over. DeeDee was hardly able to catch a breath as the steam was filling her lungs with red hot water vapor. The microwave element was switched to “HIGH”, causing huge amounts of energy to flow into her body, causing violent shaking and orgasmic contractions at an amazing rate. Her entire body was one gigantic nerve ending, and it was in overload. Her screams and moaning could be herd everywhere. Soon, her thoughts began to drift back to days of her childhood. Then, her mind went black and she was no more. A small tear flowed from the eye of the hardened guard as he gently lifted her body from the cabinet and placed it on a stainless steel cart, destined for the serving area. She would not get to see her lover, Cindi, as she was spitted, screaming and climaxing over and over as the hardened steel shaft impaled her nubile, young body, causing her to climax as she tried as hard as she could to move up and down on the shaft to fuck herself as she lay there waiting, basted and ready to barbeque. Her turn over the fire pit was next; soon, she too would be food for the masses.

A Dolcett Theme Story for Those That Enjoy It.

Lisa got up extra early, today was special, and she couldn’t sleep. Her life for the first 18 years had been fantastic. She was lucky to be born beautiful, thin, blonde, and sexy. She excelled in school, and had a myriad of friends, both male and female. Today you see, is her 19th birthday, couple that with the fact that toady is New Year’s Day, 2525. Last night was so much fun, she partied the night away with her friends, got a bit tipsy, and made sure to explore her sexuality to its fullest. Walking to the bathroom, she glanced into her mirror and saw that her collar was not yet lit up. A good thing, she thought, maybe she had more time before she was called to serve. Every young girl is fitted with her own personal stainless steel collar on their 17th birthday, just to get them used to having it on their necks. The wide, tightly fit collar is not removable; somehow the shiny special steel alloy cannot be cut, drilled, or bent. Once the fitting is done, it fuses together for life. In the center of the collar is a small, bright red LED lamp that can be illuminated by those in power. Once lit, it is the girl’s duty to report to the address they are given within 3 hours. If not, the enforcers can hunt them down. She had never known anyone that had tried to run, but she was told that the consequences were terrible at best. This does not usually happen, as the girls are indoctrinated to accept this as part of their lives and duty to the State. They don’t exactly know what their duty is, but it must be important, she thought, because of all the indoctrination and examinations that go on. On their 18th birthday, they are summoned for a complete physical examination, a very intrusive one that includes a full tutorial on their sexuality, and State approved male surrogates that penetrate and fill every orifice with their seed. Six months later, she would receive another check up, and more indoctrination, including mental conditioning by powerful hypnotherapy that is induced as they are chemically put asleep. She had undergone this session and remembered nothing, but being sore and groggy when she awoke. Lisa dressed as she would any other day, she chose hot pink leather micro shorts that fitted so tightly she had to lie on her bed and yank them up. A matching hot pink leather bustier top and her favorite pair of crotch high platform ballet boots. She had learned to walk easily in these, their 8-inch spike heels clicked seductively as she moved. Her steps were measured, and taken on her toes as no other part of her foot touched the ground. It took so long to lace them up, that she almost missed breakfast. Breakfast today consisted of the same liquid nourishment that she had lived on for the last two weeks. It had been provided by the State too, as part of her last physical. She had been told to drink this only for two weeks, no solid foods. There must have been a good reason, and she did not question it, like a good citizen. Besides, she thought, her figure had blossomed in the last month; she now had a 36D bra, a 22-inch waist, and 37-inch hips. Quite erotic, she thought. Kissing her parents goodbye, she left the house to go to her best girlfriend’s house for as shopping day. She arrived at Tanya’s home in a short while, Tanya had just finished dressing, and her powder blue latex catsuit accented every inch of her nubile young body. The attached gloves added to the eroticism of the outfit, something not lost on her inner feelings. She was soaking wet already, the dildo panties that she had on under her catsuit were already doing their job in driving her crazy as they impaled her virgin ass. They sent rivulets of dripping love juices down her legs. Her waist was tightly cinched by a black and blue latex waist cincher that matched her spike heeled knee high boots. Spending their Birthdays together had become a special part of their friendship, and today was not to be any different. Since their meeting three years earlier, they had been inseparable, like sisters. Tanya, you see, is a very special girl, she is a special breeder. She was born with a lovely she-cock that provided her and Lisa with so many exciting interludes. If they did something, it was together or not at all. That included sharing the occasional boyfriend and each other as well. As they were preparing to leave for the mall, Tanya’s lamp illuminated. The bright red light was unmistakable. Tanya seemed shocked; Lisa held her and comforted her as best she could. “You know it was coming, don’t worry, it will be just fine,” Lisa told her. Then, Lisa’s light came on... The girls looked at each other and felt somehow comforted, together, they would be just fine. No problems they thought. Getting into Lisa’s car they drove to the appointed address. Hardly a word was said other than small talk. Arriving at the address which had been implanted into their memories, they were met by a valet that took her car and directed them to the correct door to enter. As they walked towards the door the spike heel ballet boots that Lisa was wearing clicked away in their staccato tone against the concrete walkway. Holding each other’s hand, they opened the door and were directed to a room at the end of the corridor. A woman sat at a desk just inside of the room along with a guard. The woman took a barcode reader and held it to each girl’s collar. “Good,” she said, “You were very prompt.” Looking the girls over, she looked up and down at their bodies and noted, “Your boots are fantastic looking; you walk excellently in them...that will help you.” The guard ushered the girls into the next room where about two dozen other young ladies were standing. Again, their bar codes were read, only this time, the woman looked at Lisa and said, “Grade A, Prime.” Looking at Tanya she told the guard, “A Prime also, but a special breeder as well.” The other girls had already been ordered to remove their clothes, but leave their shoes on, and were doing so. Some were crying, some were very nervous, and one or two were very relaxed. Odd, Tanya thought to herself, what’s there to worry about? The girls were ordered to strip, and did so without hesitation. Handcuffs were being applied to many of the girls in front of Lisa and Tanya as they were being lead out of the room single file. “Where are they going?” Lisa asked inquisitively. “The plant,” said the woman behind the desk. Nothing more, nothing less was mentioned. “Where are we being sent,” Tanya inquired. “The Palace,” she was told. With that, the guard took each girl and placed a small length of chain in the ring on the back of their collars and fixed the other end of the chain to rings on the wall above their heads. The chains were quite tight, and did not allow for any movement. “Get used to it,” the woman barked out at them. The guard took what looked like a garden sprayer with a pump up handle and hose attached and after a few pumps of the handle, stuck the wand on the end of the hose into Tanya’s virgin ass and pulled the trigger, shooting something into her. “What’s that?” she asked. “Disinfectant and meat tenderizer,” he answered. She laughed at the reply. Repeating his duty on Lisa’s pussy, the girls stood there dripping. Whatever the fluid was, it stung a bit, but left a tingly feeling that they both liked. They were asked if they had followed the diet of blue fluid as they were instructed. They both answered yes and the woman shook her head in approval. The guard then took two suppositories about 6 inches long and unceremoniously stuck one in each girl’s virgin ass. The objects were cool, and other than being a bit fat, they felt quite nice. Time moved forward and the suppositories were melting quite rapidly; they girls were beginning to feel quite calm, very compliant, and a bit horny. “It’s normal,” the woman said without being asked anything. She could read the girls expressions like a book. She had seen it all many times before. The guard took the girls down from their chained restraints and like the others, handcuffed them behind their backs and led them to a waiting car. The ride to the palace was long and tiring, the girls fell asleep for some time, and then a bump and they were being rousted from their sleep. “Time to get moving,” a new girl told them. “Get out of the car and follow me.” Into the beautiful palace they walked. It was like no other place they had ever seen before. Immense, opulent, and beyond description were a few word to describe it. The girls were taken by a guard to their rooms. They were also beyond belief of their grandeur. They were uncuffed and told to rest up, tomorrow will begin their journey. Fantastic, they thought. Being tired from the long ride, the girls retired early, falling into each other’s arms, they repeated their vows of lust for each other, and again consummated their love by every means available to them. The morning came early, as the girls got very little sleep the night before allowing their love making to spend their sleep time. A guard opened the door and motioned to Tanya to come to him. “The King commands your presence,” she was told. She was taken away, leaving Lisa to her self. A second guard appeared and told her to follow him, which she did. She was taken outside to a beautiful swimming pool and terrace. “Your job for today is to get tanned,” she was told. She couldn’t believe her ears, but she could certainly do that! “I don’t suppose I get a bikini or anything, do I?” she asked. “No, you don’t,” she was abruptly told. “The King hates tan lines on his ladies.” Lisa lay down on the chaise and began her task of tanning. A maid arrived with a large bottle of fluid and began to rub it all over her body. “Tanning lotion,” she was told. It felt very nice, and it had a nice scent to it. “Not bad,” she thought, “Not bad at all.” The maid then took a rubber bag filled with the same blue fluid and hung it on a steel hook that was on a rolling IV stand. She took the hose from the bag, lubed the end of the large pink rubber nozzle that was on the end of the tube and inserted it into her virgin ass. She squirmed a bit, but did not fight the intrusion. Lisa asked how much was in the bag, she was told that it held one gallon, and that it would all be absorbed into her body. She would not feel the swelling, bloating, and cramps of the enemas that her parents gave her so often. The hours passed and Lisa was tanning nicely, not a single spot of burn, just nice even bronze tanning. Her skin felt wonderfully soft and moist as well. Lisa was happy. Tanya reappeared in a few hours. She looked absolutely spent, like she had run a marathon. Tanya recounted what had taken place as Lisa questioned her. Tanya described being taken into a bright white room, with a red leather table in the center. She was helped up onto the table, and studded leather cuffs were placed on her wrists, ankles, and matching wide leather belt placed around her waist. Bright chrome colored chains were fastened to each cuff and pulled tight, leaving no room for movement. A long, odd-looking machine was placed between her legs, and two straps were fastened to her thighs, and one to each calf. The machine was now firmly in place and would not move an inch. A steel rod was screwed into the machine with a long silicon dildo on the end; it was then slid into her rear filling her to the maximum length possible. She gasped out as the dildo was impaling her, and getting her very excited, as Tanya loved huge insertions, as they made her she-cock stand rigidly erect. Tanya had her own collection of play toys at home, dildos from 6 to 12 inched long, plugs that defied belief and a collection of vibrators that would make most ladies blush. “I was attached to the machine and fucked by it for nearly three hours,” she exclaimed. “Speeds from super slow to lightning fast, it wore me out, but the King was standing there for some time and he seemed to love it, so I am happy,” Tanya recounted. Lisa asked her if it made her hot, Tanya replied that after eight orgasms, she lost count, so it must have been good! Tanya lay down, and the maid came to her and applied her tanning lotion as she calmed down from her morning’s ordeal. This schedule was repeated for 6 days, the girls were tanned as bronze Goddesses; their skin was butter soft, moist and glistening. They felt wonderful, thinking, “This is some State duty,” to themselves. On the 7th day, the girls were treated to a change in routine. As they lay in the sun basking their bodies and soaking up the rays, they were each given IVs of a turquoise fluid in addition to the anal infusions that they were receiving. They were told it would enhance their bodies’ ability to tan, and that it was a secret formula being tested with the State’s approval. The girls were happy to oblige, and eagerly accepted the new treatments. As the days progressed, they started to feel a bit unusual. Tanya stubbed her toe while walking to the bath one evening, and it did not hurt. Lisa picked up a curling iron and it slipped into her hand. The hot element did not hurt at all, even though it left a bright red mark. The next afternoon, the girls were hard at work getting more bronze in color when the medical team came to check them out once again. Seeing Lisa’s hand, they questioned her at length about the accident. When she told them that it never hurt, she could see the excitement in their eyes. The Doctor took a pin from his shirt pocket and stuck it into Lisa’s thigh. Lisa jumped from instinct, but felt nothing. He repeated his examination by sticking her in the calve, stomach, arm, and finally the breasts. Nothing was felt. Finishing his exam, he increased the drip rate on both girls IVs and left. A short while passed when a nurse returned with two more IV bags for each girl. One was the familiar Turquoise color, the other a bright pink color. As the bags dripped into them, they both felt strangely warm, calm, and placid. Tanya noticed that she no longer had a sense of touch except for very pronounced objects, and since the treatments had started, her she-cock was always fully rigid. . Lisa said that she felt similar, but also had a sense of disconnection from her body; it was as if her limbs were not hers. As the bags finished, the girls were separated. Tanya was returned to the fucking machine for one more session; this time as she experienced each orgasm, the machine injected a syringe full of the King’s sperm into her, impregnating her. Tanya, as a special breeder, can become pregnant from anal insemination. This continued for nearly five hours without end. She lost count of the hundreds of orgasms she was forced to endure until she passed out. As she awoke, she was in her room alone, except for her nurse who explained to her that she was now a breeder, and would continue to bear children for the King until he lost pleasure for her. After that, she was told, your usefulness will be over and you will be reassigned to the food detail- as food! Lisa was helped up, as her ability to walk was severely limited. She was escorted to the preparation area as the sign on the door read. There, she was seated in what looked like an old-fashioned steam cabinet used for weight loss hundreds of years earlier, in the 1960's. As the cabinet door was opened, she was told to sit, placing her pussy on a large, shiny steel plug, about 10 inches long and 3 inches wide that was suspended on a rod coming from the floor of the cabinet. On the bottom of the plug was a heart shaped disc that would serve as her seat, holding her body up. Even with her sense of feel nearly gone, the impaling caused a stir within her that rippled from head to toe. Her hands were then strapped to steel rings that were on each side of the cabinet. “Kinky,” she thought. Her ankles were fitted to “Y” shaped straps that held her feet securely to the floor of the cabinet. As the help checked her bindings, she was told that soon she would be enclosed in the cabinet with the door shut. Only her head would be above the cabinet and would not experience any unusual feelings. As the door was swung shut and fastened closed, it fitted very tightly around her neck forming a watertight seal. She was then told that she would soon feel electric-like sensations coming from the plug that was impaled into her pussy. The feelings would be intensely pleasurable and orgasmic, and that they would increase as time went forward. She was told that after the first minute or so, she would begin to feel warm, and that the temperature would increase dramatically as time went on .The first feeling of the electric like shocks were already beginning to fill her cavity with their waves of sensual pleasure as she listened. It was explained to her that the tanning lotion that she had been coated with for nearly two weeks was actually a meat tenderizer...that they would keep her a beautiful bronze color and that she would not burn as she roasted to a sensational color and tenderness as she cooked. “Cooked?” she questioned. “Yes, my dear, the King has decreed that you are to be roasted and served alive, to be served as the centerpiece of his royal dinner this evening,” said the attendant. “The King only likes Grade “A” Prime, you know... and you certainly are the best we have seen all year.” He explained that the IVs she had were to keep her from experiencing pain, and to block any loss of blood as she was being prepared for the King’s annual State dinner. “It should only take about an hour to completely cook you,” he said. She did not panic or react badly... her years of indoctrination by the State had worked. “It’s getting very, very warm,” she said. “Not to worry, you will feel no pain Lisa. Very soon it will be much hotter than anything than you can imagine, but you will remain pain free and awake through the entire procedure. You see, Lisa, you are a very special girl, you are a feeder. From birth, you were destined to be used for food. You are also extremely lucky. The King only likes live food, so when you are fully cooked, you will be placed on a silver tray and wheeled into the dining room for the world’s leaders to see. You will be garnished and garlanded to the fullest ability of our Chef. Then, you will be carved by him and served to the gathered dignitaries. Rest assured that, only the sweetest and most tender parts will be taken. You will be fully awake, and you may speak with the diners as you are carved. Some of the diners may even ask your permission to have a special part of your body carved for them. You are encouraged to answer them, and give your permission. There will be no blood loss and absolutely no pain at all. No internal organs will be taken, only fleshy parts of your beautiful sensual body. Some may even ask you for permission to take those special cuts, like your beautiful breasts, your pussy lips, and so forth. Your interaction with the guests is very important.” “Then what will happen to me when they are finished with me, will I still be alive and conscious?” she asked in a sense of impending doom. “That’s why you are so lucky to be a grade “A” Prime girl. After dinner is finished, you will be wheeled to our regeneration clinic. You will continue your IV treatments, a series of special Neutron ray treatments then, within 24 hours, you will once again be whole and as good as new again.” He told her. “When you are fully recovered and regenerated, you will again be placed on the list of Grade “A” Prime girls, ready for the next special occasion.” Lisa listened intently, she pondered the strange new situation she was in and oddly found it very sensual. “It’s hotter in here than I have ever experienced, it’s almost beyond my tolerance,” she said. Placing the temperature gauge in her view, she saw that it read 250* “When it reaches 300*, you will be done and ready to serve,” he smiled and added. “I feel a strange bubbling feeling inside of me,” she added. “That’s OK,” he replied. “It’s your body fluids boiling; you are cooking from the inside out as well as the outside in. The probe in your pussy is not only a sex aid, but a microwave cooking element.” As he finished his explanation, he heard her cry out and moan deeply. “Are you in pain, my dear?” he asked.” “No,” she replied, “It was my 10th orgasm since we started this. Each one has gotten more intense, this was the best so far.” “Will you do me a favor?” she asked. “What is it, my child?” he answered. “Please turn the heat up all the way, right now. I want to feel it at it’s fullest.” He complied. The temperature gauge quickly climbed to 300*. She was moaning and crying until she nearly fainted. She felt heat unlike any that she could ever imagine, her entire body was bubbling and boiling as she sat there, suspended in the oven. Her sexual response was off the chart; she was deeply immersed in orgasmic throws. “Hotter,” she screamed out. “Hotter please!” She saw the gauge reach 350* before she passed out. She awoke as the bell rang on the cooker. She was done, and ready for serving. He opened the cooker cabinet; as she looked down to her torso, Lisa saw that she was a wonderful golden bronze color as promised. She glistened with wetness, and was absolutely beautiful. She was faint, very weak, and not able to stand. He and a matron helped her from the cabinet, gently placing her on a huge silver tray that sat on a large wheeled cart. Her wrists were then lovingly bound together, just in case she panicked and tried to push the Chef away as he cut into her. Her legs were spread apart, and her ankles fastened to the tray, exposing her cooked pussy to full view. To aid her vanity, the kings own personal cosmetologist brushed her hair out into a sexy looking shag with long seductive bangs, and made sure her makeup and lip gloss was perfect. She placed a mirror in front of Lisa, and with a smile she felt strangely at ease. She was sprayed with a scented basting fluid, and wheeled into the dining room for all to experience. Lisa smiled and trembled with anticipation and just a bit of fear. The Chef looked down at Lisa as he rolled the cart into the magnificent dining room. The entire room was filled with carved wooden walls and a beautiful pressed steel ceiling. The lighting was a muted red, adding to the mystery of the event. In the center of the room stood a huge “U” shaped walnut table, easily large enough for 40 diners, and every seat was filled with middle aged men, obviously well to do, educated, and impeccably dressed. “Are you OK,” The Chef asked Lisa. “I guess so, but I am frightened. What will I do when I see the knife make its first cut into my flesh?” she cried. “It will be OK. I will be gentle, and you won’t feel a thing, just a tugging sensation as the serving is cut away. Normally, the girls are fitted with a very tight leather hood with an internal gag, to silence them just in case they panic, but the King only allows for a fully aware and awake subject to be placed before him.” With that, the cart hit the carved double doors and swung them wide open. As the Chef wheeled the cart inside, he exclaimed, “Your Majesty, and honored guests, dinner is served!” The room erupted in applause as the cart was placed in the center of the tables open area. “Your meal for this evening is a special one indeed. A grade “A,” prime selection, from the King’s own breeding stock. Her name is Lisa; she is 19 years old and is ready for you to feast on her beautiful body. Please follow the King to the carving board to make your selection.” “Lisa is ready to answer any requests that you might have, and will help you in making your selection if you wish.” Lisa heard, but didn’t believe what she was now hearing, it all seemed like a dream to her. But it wasn’t. It was reality for sure. The King approached the carving table and smiled down at Lisa. “You are a beautiful thing, my dear. Have they treated you well these last two weeks?” “Oh, yes, your Majesty,” she replied. “They have been wonderful to me and my girlfriend, I could ask for nothing better.” The King then asked in a sincere manner, “Then tell me, what was it like to know that you were being strapped into a device to cook you alive and prepare you to be eaten?” “It was scary at first, but the machine that was in my pussy made me so sexually excited that I could think of nothing else but orgasmic release. I came at least 10 times. The heat was at first upsetting, it really frightened me, but as it got hotter and hotter, it became very sexual too. I begged them to make it hotter quickly, they did as I asked, and I came so hard that I passed out” The King was happy. With that knowledge, he asked her if she minded if he had the Chef carve her clit and pussy lips off as his dinner. She trembled for a second, stiffened her body, and said, ”Yes, your Majesty, Please carve me as you see fit. I am yours to be used for your pleasure.” The King nodded to the Chef, who at once took his sharpest knife, and with one deft motion carved away her womanhood. As the knife passed through her clitoris, she spontaneously orgasmed. She saw the Chef place her pussy onto the King’s platter, and was at once content with her place in the order of the State. The King cut a small piece and put it into his mouth, smiling as he ate it. “You taste wonderful, my Dear, you are my favorite of all time.” He then cut a second piece and placed it in front of Lisa’s mouth. “You must taste your own flesh, my Dear. It is like nothing you have ever experienced.” With that, Lisa opened her mouth as directed and began to chew her own flesh. The very thought of which drove her into a sexual frenzy. She was so absorbed by this act of self-cannibalism, that she lost track of exactly what was taking place, until she looked up at the ceiling and saw her body in the huge mirror that filled the area above the carving table. She could watch her body being cut to pieces as she lay there! Then the King commanded the chef to remove her nipples and areola, which he quickly did. The King picked one up from the serving plate and placed it into Lisa’s mouth. She hungrily devoured her nipple, sending another wave of orgasmic pleasure throughout her ravaged body. She was eating her own body, and loving it! The King then took the second nipple and slid it into his mouth, savoring the divine flesh of his most loyal subject. The other diners filed past, making their requests of Lisa, who granted each and every one. She saw her breasts, hips, inner and outer thighs, and calves all be taken from her. Slices of her sides, tummy, and more were removed before the diners were finished with her. The Chef then placed a sponge soaked in some fluid under her nose and she fell into a deep sleep. Two days later she awoke in the regeneration lab, she was once again whole. Her feeling had returned, she was sore, but in no pain. After a check by the Doctor, she was allowed to return to her room, and to go back to the pool to tan if she wished. When she got to her room, Tanya was there sleeping, an envelope with her name in gold leaf was taped to a small gold box lying on her bed. Opening it carefully, Lisa saw that it was from the King. In the box was the most beautiful gold necklace with a diamond encrusted emblem of the royal insignia. “The presence of Princess Lisa the first, is requested for dinner with the King at 7PM, Saturday.” “Princess Lisa?” She questioned of the matron that had helped her back to her room. “Oh my, dear, the King has selected you to be his Princess; you are so lucky my dear. He will be the only man, and you will be the only woman allowed to feast of your body from now on. You will be moving into his royal chambers and sleep, eat, and live with him 24 hours a day. You will also be his only sexual partner, for it is forbidden that a King should engage anyone but his royal princess.” “I must also tell you that you shall be the object of the Kings most prurient Sado-masochistic endeavors. The King loves to bind, hood and gag his lady, increasing her level of pain and submissive traits as he goes forth. You may well suffer your orifices being plugged with huge insertions, vibrating devices and electrical tortures beyond your imagination. You will spend days on end completely encased in leather or rubber clothing, with no air or light. Movement will not be possible, nor release provided until he allows it. Your rituals of being coked alive will increase in intensity and deviousness, you will feel more and more as the King languishes in your torture. Are you ready for this most severe life?” “YES, when do I start?” she answered quickly. “Now,” the matron answered as she opened the closet door. She read it over and over... Was the invitation FOR dinner, or to BE dinner? Only time will tell!

It's Been A While, Update June 27th.

Sorry, it's been a while, but Summer is always a busy time. As many of you have learned, I write fetish stories on LUSH STORIES.Com as a hobby. I really enjoy seeing the comments from you readers, it keeps me going. My husband, Lance, collaborates with me, so I can't take all the credit. I have been writing for them only about 7 weeks, and so far there have been over 135 THOUSAND downloads of my works. Amazing!

I've been a Bad Girl too, I love playing with hot guys, and have met a few absoultely wonderful men. Thanks...

I have learned CBT from a great friend and playmate and enjoy doing it to him tremendously, so does Lance. He had his first session of his cock being electrocuted and shocked while I both watched and assisted the torturer in his dastardly work. Lance was dressed as his female alter-ego, LYNN, and was strapped to a bondage table. Watching his cock and balls being prepared and tied down harshly with coarse rope as a prelude drove me crazy...  Then, seing the expressions on his face as the current was slowly turned up higher and higher made him tense up and breathe rapidly and moan, as he was in obviously painful throws of sexual energy.

Amazingly, he came with a raging climax as the voltaqge reached it's peak.
I was very turned on ... next time, he is going to get an anal probe that is electrified as well, a double dose of electricity. I want to see how far he can be brought before he cracks from the torture.

His submission has increaded to even better levels, I have his toenails painted neon-pink,2 4/7. i have discarded all of his male underwear and he only has satin panties to wear. His jeans are now American-Eagle girls jeans.  Every morning he has to put on a mini skirt, falsie tits, heels and a wig for his breakfast. He has become my cuckold boy, he cleans the bathrooms, the kitchen and services me orally every morning before I get out of bed.

We recently went to a cross-dresser party in Queens, with a Grrlfriend of his, that he plays with reguilarly. It was so exciting to see him dressed in full Femme and having sex with another crossdresser. Yes, I joined in too.

His closet is now about half girl, half guy, and growing daily. He has more boots than I do!

He is getting a custom-made chastity cage for his cock, when it arrives he will be in chastity 24/7, and I'll have the key.

More to come, soon.
Bye

Bobbi jo