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The cruel reality of IDD Test Subject number 8113’s endless tortured existence

Doctor Linda Ryder buttoned up the last button on her white lab coat and then closed her locker. She clipped on her IDD employee badge and then stepped over to the side of the lockers.

She glanced into the adjacent mirror and pulled her hair up into a tight pony tail. Then with a smile into the mirror, she began to touch up her lipstick.

The subtle taste of pussy was still on her lips and she smiled even deeper, thinking about the soft mound she had just kissed, licked and then nibbled at, before coming into work. The same mound would be there at the end of the long work day, waiting for her at home, whether it wanted to or not.

Her steady hand traced the rouge lipstick over her upper lip. The sudden volume of a pair of drawn out agony filled screams, coming from the sudden opening of a steel door down the hall, not in the least causing her to mess up the application of deep red.

The sound of two women screaming for mercy was soon stifled as the door slammed shut and another white lab coated man, entered the employee locker room.

“Morning Linda, ready for another boring Wednesday?”

Linda nodded at the grinning man. Then she laughed and pointed out, “Doctor Ulrich, your fly is still open…And your penis is showing. You been having some morning fun in the anal device room with one of the lovely test subjects?”

Doctor Ulrich raised his freshly refilled coffee mug and chuckled, “Damn right, Linda! How better to get through hump day, then by humping some well strapped down, fat assed test subject. And I must say the new inflatable anal spreader we are testing out in room six has achieved some startling dramatic results on the three test subjects in there.”

Linda smirked as the man nonchalantly stuffed his dick back in his pants and resecured his lab coat. It was a standard work hazard in the labs of the Institute for Deviance and Degradation, to see some lab coated man’s just used dick hanging out.

She picked up her clipboard and surveyed the work order from the breast torture team. It only had one test subject number on it, 8113, but the details of the subject and the tests, the subject was to undergo, made Linda gasp and then touch her own left breast.

“What do you got for us, Linda? Something interesting to work on?” Doctor Ulrich asked before taking another long sip of his coffee.

“Well, it seems we’ve acquired another of Doctor Berringer’s unfortunate, but very useful subjects. The man really does produce a lot of test subjects for us. She’s in room 8, apparently awaiting our analysis of some new needles and electrical equipment…Oh, and they have her mounted on the new PFD model 10.”

“Oh, that should be fun to work with. A Dr. Berringer supplied subject and out latest portable restraining device! Could be an enjoyable hump day after all!”

Linda scanned the work order sheet. It was a simple page of information, that the non-doctorial staff who worked for her and the other doctors, jokingly called the ‘meat and scream sheet’.

The single page had the basic information that the acquisitions team had been able to dig up about the covertly acquired test subject. Which could be a lot, or sometimes very little.

This test subject had very little information listed about it. Linda ran her finger over the lines of information, taking it all in. It said this,

Test subject number: 8113….Approx age:19

Acquired for use in testing: Nipple, breast and clit pain torture devices

Assigned to testing room: #11, Dr. L. Ryder and Dr. W. Ulrich to run tests

Date of acquisition: April 21, 2023

Expected length of viable usefulness: 3-6 months

Important Notes: Test subject purchased from outside source, Dr. S. Berringer. Acquired as is. Upper limb modification already made. Subject is very easy to handle when mounted on IDD model 10, Portable Fixation Device.

Linda tapped the clipboard with one of her brightly manicured nails. It was not going to be a boring Wednesday, that was for sure. In fact, she couldn’t wait to see what Dr. Berringer had sold them.

The charming Doctor, at least in public, was actually one of the most twisted and sickest people she had ever met, and his secretive side hobby appealed to her on a most deep dark level. And every now and then, the good doctor Berringer would sell one of his subjects, one of his unwilling victims, to the Institute.

“Fresh, already softened up meat. And already properly contained and restricted, for you fine doctors to inventively test on.” He would boast as he dropped one of his victims off.

Linda literally had to put a hand down between her crotch and rub at her black slacks, hiding under her lab coat. Even through her pants, she could feel the heat emanating out from her aroused pussy.

Doctor Ulrich wasn’t even paying her any attention as she firmly rubbed herself a few times to get rid of the ache. He was busy out in the hall, pointing out the way for a staff technician to wheel along a stainless steel grey cart.

“Take this all down to room #11. And make sure the battery packs are fully charged. Yesterday we hooked up some leads to a subject’s clit and toes, and for a bloody hour she didn’t seem to be too distressed. Turns out the batteries had died. Don’t want that happening today.”

“Yes Sir, everything should be good today, Doctor. We had to purchase new batteries. Those ones yesterday were worn out. And we tested the new batteries on the family of subjects in room #6. And I can tell you by the smell coming out of their smoldering pussies, especially the mother, the new batteries are very powerful and working well.”

The technician replied as he quickly wheeled the cart down the hall and then turned into testing room #11. Linda and Dr. Ulrich followed him into the room and it was Linda who reacted first.

Clapping her hands together in delight, she took in the sight of the teary eyed and groaning test subject. A subject whose face morphed into desperate panic as the technician wheeled the cart right past her forcibly spread wide legs.

8113 was mounted, or should we say impaled, on the IDD designed Portable Fixation Device. A device created to easily transport its victim around any prison or torture facility. And here in the labs that created it, it was used to move unwilling test subjects from testing room to testing room.

Linda approached the young woman who was fastened in the most diabolical manner to the portable restraint device. The girl’s pried open mouth let out only deep pained groans.

It was to be like this for her, 24-7. A cruel dental gag always in place. Even her poor tongue was also suitably fixed. Pierced and degradingly chained down to the massive block of wood which snuggly sealed around her neck.

The aggravating tongue bondage was allegedly to stop her from choking on it in the throes of some of the more intense experimentation and testing she would suffer.

The device the trembling girl was trapped in had no seat. Only a thick brutal rod supported her lower body. The near three inch thick rod, thrust up excruciatingly deep into her stretched wide open and permanently throbbing ass.

Her bloodied and shredded ankles were also locked permanently into shackles and mounted wide apart on the rolling device. Her toes were the only part of her enslaved body still able to touch and wriggle on the cold facilities hard floors.

Her legs were forcibly stuck, spread wide and presenting her most private parts up, as easy offerings to the sadistic doctors of the IDD. The grinning doctor Linda Ryder, stood close in between the girl’s rapidly shaking thighs.

She reached out and ran her fingers over the newly red lined flesh. The fresh thin branding marks that spelled out the test’s subject’s number and purpose.

“I see you’ve just been properly identified, Good. It makes it so much easier for our tech’s to know which cunt…sorry…I mean test subject we are talking about. And I can see that maybe some of our tech’s had a little fun with you already?”

Linda reached out and jabbed her pen at the girl’s swollen mound. Her sex looked raw and where the huge impaling rod disappeared up into the girl’s stretched open ass, more whitish looking fluids leaked out.

“Is that huge pole drilled up in your ass painful, subject 8113?” smirked Linda, “It’s the largest we have. But trust me, once we get into testing mode in a little while, I am sure the pain in your ass will be the least of your worries. Well at least I hope…If not our engineers will have to go back to the drawing board on some of the devices they have given us for testing.”

Deep panicked groans emanated from the girl’s pried open mouth. The stubs of what remained of her arms, flailed about uselessly as she took in Linda’s horrifying words.

“And I see Dr. Berringer took care of what would have been utterly a pair of useless flailing about limbs. Limbs that would have wasted our time in having to control. Look at this way, for what we have planned for the rest of your time on this earth, your arms would have only gotten in the way of our scientific progress.”

A pleading pitiful gasping groan left the girl’s mouth. Her ability to communicate her wish for mercy, for the endless torture to end, impossible. She began to make the most desperate sounding choking sobs as Linda put a finger over the girls spread lips and ordered, “SSSHHHH”

“Save your breath, subject 8113. You’ll need it for screaming later, when we bring out the decibel meter to get a reading on how much pain you are really feeling.”

“And speaking of…” said Linda as she picked up a three inch long spike off the cart, “I need to stick this lovely sharp thing thru your clitoris. Bolted on there, it will make attaching all the electrical leads to your cunt much easier…And less likely for them to detach as your hips thrash away in agony during testing.”

Linda rubbed a finger up and down thru the crying girl’s folds. She loved playing with the test subject’s vulvas and labia’s. She could spend many long minutes stroking the privates of her trapped test subjects and in some rare cases, she had even witnessed them orgasm into her hand.

This poor girl was not to be one of them though. Linda felt her own pussy grow damp as she inserted a finger into the shuddering and sobbing girl’s slit. Her thumb pressed in the girl’s clit and an involuntary shudder cascaded through the captive girl’s naked body.

The girl was bawling away as Linda stuffed a second and then third finger into the girl’s stretched open pussy. The hard metal of the mounting post driven up into the girl’s ass, the doctor could actually feel at times.

Withdrawing all her fingers, she swiped them over the girl’s extended out and bound down tongue. The girl made some truly pathetic groaning noises as the slickness of her own pussy was smeared over her taste buds.

Linda then tapped the girl’s shivering tongue with the tip of the needle. The sharp jab into the tongue elicited some series whining noises from the mistreated test subject.

“Oh don’t worry, 8113, today we are not using your tongue as a pin cushion. That is on the list for next week’s series of tests. We have a new series of tongue clamps and tongue anchors which you will be testing out for a few days. No, today we test some new electrical stimulation devices on your freshly pierced clit and tits.”

Without any more stalling, Linda put ear plugs in. The girl’s eyes looked utterly confused and distraught as Linda tapped her right ear to make sure the plug was in.

“I have to wear these for safety. Trust me, your tortured howls that you are about to scream, could do permanent damage to unprotected employee ears.”

Linda squeezed the already screaming girl’s sex. She tugged and massaged until she had the hood of the clitoris exposed and the bundle of nerves in a perfect position. Then she stuck the threaded needle through.

The girl’s jerking about hips made completing the insertion a little more difficult than Linda expected. The doctor had hoped the huge rod impaled in the girl’s ass would have held her test subject in a more solid position.

But with some tugging and careful pinching, Linda had the thick needle stuck thru the girl’s swollen and bleeding clitoris. She then spun onto each end a locking bolt for making sure the needle would never get unintentionally pulled out.

Linda looked over her shoulder to make sure she was alone, she didn’t want to be an exhibitionist, right now, but she needed some release. She pulled up her skirt and then stroked at her own pussy for a few long moments as the agony filled shrieking howls of the girl sank below ear drum breaking levels.

Close to coming, Linda watched with amusement as the girl’s mournful and terrified eyes stared in disbelief at Linda’s splayed open legs and drenched pussy.

Licking her well glossed lips and near close to climaxing, Linda needed one more little incentive to make herself cum. Grabbing a most diabolical and painful looking 8inch long skewer, its non-sharp end attached to a long length of wire, she stabbed it completely through the wailing girl’s ample left breast.

Once again, the young imprisoned and maimed test subject howled in some of the most pained vocal reactions Linda had ever witnessed working at IDD. Linda thought the girl might literally rip her tongue free of the bondage it was stuck in, her pain filled reactions were that violent.

While test subject 8113 might have been suffering the most intense degrading suffering ever known to a woman, with her ass impaled, clit pierced, tits skewered, her mouth permanently pried open and both her arms cruelly amputated, to Linda it was what she needed to make herself explosively cum in her own hand.

Minutes later there was a knock on the half-open testing room door and in entered Dr. Ulrich. Linda shimmied down her skirt, her thighs still sticky and damp with her own shockingly explosive orgasm.

“I see you enjoyed prepping test subject 8113.” He smirked as he took in the sight of Linda’s glistening mound disappearing under her skirt and lab coat.

He sat the new equipment to be tested on subject 8113 on the movable cart and he looked at the shivering and gasping test subject. The girl’s terrified eyes glanced at him and then settled on the equipment he had just brought in.

Reaching out, he stroked the trembling and horrified girl’s tear streaked face with the back of his knuckles.

“That was quite the screaming you did. That will be one hell of a base line for measuring the degree of pain you feel as we perform our tests.”

Under his knuckles he could feel the quiver of anxious terror run through the girl’s trapped head. Her pigtails shuddered as she tried to move her trapped neck in the thick wood block, capturing it. Her vain strained movement just a reflex to try and get away from his hand.

He barely noticed though, as he stepped back over to the cart and he began to proudly explain to both Dr. Linda Ryder and the now hysterical test subject, what the devices were meant to do.

“This is IDD’s latest multi-phase electrical disbursement device. It is a state of the art portable system for inflicting variable and precise levels of electricity.”

He went on to explain how the levels of electricity could be adjusted. That the levels could range from pleasurable stimulation to torturous red hot pain. Both Dr. Ulrich and Linda were bent over the cart, examining the equipment, when he said,

“The final setting on the device, is actually able to melt metal, and of course bake away a woman’s clit, nipples, or really whatever body part we apply it too. I know this afternoon it is on our schedule to see what it does to 8113’s clitoris when it is set to high. Should be quite the experiment.”

They fiddled around with some more pieces of equipment, some nasty clamps and a couple of large wired up dildo devices. Then the pair turned back around, their plan to start testing immediately.

Dr. Ulrich coughed out a loud laugh and Linda gasped, “What the fuck…”

Test subject 8113 was half out the door. The toes of her feet that could just barely reach the cold lab floor tiles were scurrying and scrambling for purchase. It was the terrified and distraught girl’s last show of defiance and utterly futile hope that she could escape her monstrously deviant future.

Linda took some hasty steps and in no time he had a grip on the wailing girl’s pierced and bolted clit. She pulled the thrashing about, reluctant test subject back into the testing room, where with a stomp of her expensively heeled foot she applied the wheel brake on the IDD Portable Fixation Device.

Linda shook her head as she realized the staff having brought in the test subject, had not applied the safety break.

Dr. Ulrich laughed loud again, “It’s hard to get good help these days! And I wonder where the ignorant little trapped brat thought she was going to go? You think she’s that stupid that she thought she could escape?”

Linda decided she had to find the humor in the situation too as she replied, “Hard to find good help these day…! But even harder to get such ready to experiment on, lovely pieces of untraceable kidnapped pussy, like this one!”

“And 8113?” Linda stated plainly into the agony and terror filled face of the shuddering girl,

“Escape isn’t an option…Hell, my dear, getting out of this painful device will even be a rarity for you…So now resign yourself to staying put. You are just going to have to accept that you are a vessel for our experiments and the many tortures we have planned…for you… Now shall we begin?”

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How some of the dark webs most nasty films get made… and how the makers of such classic films, handle their unwilling young stars...

Ainsley lifted her tired head as her ‘owner’ entered the sparsely furnished room. The short length of chain between her cuffs and ankle shackles rattled as she shifted her hog chained naked torso about on the dirty floor.

She moaned around her ball gag as her arched back began to hurt again. She had rolled off the smelly, stained mattress in the middle of night and being so well trapped in unforgiving steel, she hadn’t been able to get back on it.

To her relief, the nasty man who kept her as his sex slave, dropped to one knee and unlocked the padlock keeping the short lengths of ankle and wrist chains all sordidly linked together.

She was able to finally stretch out her aching limbs after a long night spent restrained hand to foot. A position she thoroughly abhorred but was made to suffer almost every night of the week. Weeks that seemed to drag into each other since her abduction many months ago.

She didn’t have much time to rest though, as the man who had paid good money for her a few weeks ago, slapped her ass and barked at her,

“Show time princess. Show me that pretty ass! Spread them cheeks so I can see right down to your tight pussy and pretty fuckable asshole.”

Ainsley brought her hands behind herself and gripped her bum cheeks. With a choked back whimper, she obediently splayed apart her own buttocks so he could look down on her puckered back entrance and the puffy rows of her well used pussy.

She sniffled and tried not to sob as she waited for him to choose a hole and stick his long dick in it. She just hoped it was her more her welcoming pussy, rather than her painfully tight asshole that he chose to fuck this nameless morning.

She let out a little shriek around her gag as something cool touched her starfish back entrance. Then she heard him spit which was followed by the wet feeling of his warm saliva on her snug back entrance.

“Sorry slut, I’m not going to fuck that hole today. In fact, we don’t have time to fuck up any of your holes right now. Since I have a crew upstairs waiting to film you and another special…costar. But don’t worry, there will be plenty of fucking and inserting things in your snug cute holes! once we get upstairs. Like I said, it’s showtime!”

Ainsley shuddered at the words he was using. ‘Film’, ‘holes’ and ‘inserting things’ made her start to fret, tremble and then groan around her mouth blocking gag. The groan suddenly became a drawn-out shriek of surprise and deep discomfort as he pushed the cool metal object deep into her slicked up sphincter.

“There, just a little training aid to keep that tight sexy butt hole of yours stretched out better. Plus, it should look adorable on camera.”

His thumb pushed at the base of the metallic cone now fully sunk deep up inside her aching ass. He grinned happily and told a whimpering Ainsley,

“That nice shiny base of a big old butt plug, sticking out between the adorable buns of your really tight teen butt!...That might make some horny pervs cum right on their screens as they watch you waddle around!”

Suddenly Ainsley was lifted up onto her knees. His large hand gripped one of her ponytails and yanked on it brutally to make her naked body rise up off the dirty floor.

“You gonna get up, you dumb little slut… or do I have to keep yanking? He bellowed.

Ainsley moaned and shook her head. Slowly she got to her socked feet and then with out asking she handed him the end of her leash.

“Well, aren’t you a good little slave slut. Glad to see your learnin your place. I fuckin paid enough for ya…Now come on, you got some important people to meet.”

With a further yank of the short leash attached to her seemingly permanent steel collar, he dragged a snivelling and frightened Ainsley out of the barren room he kept her locked away in. A room she lived every minute of her demeaning sex slave life in, when she wasn’t being put to use.

At the base of the stairs which led up to the real world that Ainsley was no longer part of, he made her twist her collar around on her tender neck. This so he could hold her leash from behind as he ordered her to march up the stairs.

His lecherous intention of course was to watch the enslaved teen’s, amazingly toned and cheerleader trained ass ascend the stairs with her freshly plugged butt in perfect view. The view which of course was making his cock harden to the max.

….

Ainsley stood trembling in the middle of a room that for all intents and purposes, looked just like the one she was kept captive, down in the sunless basement. Except in this room even more disgusting and horrifying tools and things, meant to torment a girl’s most sensitive parts, hung around the bare walls.

Her owner had left her there, just standing alone. His only threatening words to her, as he departed the room were, “Don’t even think about taking that butt plug out…or removing that gag, bitch!”

As the minutes ticked by and drool dripped off her lower lip, not far off in another part of the massive house, Ainsley could hear the rumblings of loud male voices. But as ordered, she just stood there shivering and hugging her naked self with her cuffed hands.

The cuffs that seemed to be permanently locked around her wrists, still dangled with the chain links and padlock used to lock her securely away. Securely locked up and imprisoned in that tiny windowless room when not taken out for her owner’s evil enjoyment.

The shouts and male laughter were suddenly interrupted by the brutal piercing screams of a woman in agony. This only made Ainsley hug herself more intensely and wish she were anywhere else, instead of being some sicko’s so-called ‘captive and owned sex slave’.

The laughter beyond, continued, and so did the intermittent wails of agony from the poor suffering female. At one point Ainsley could make out some pitiful begging and pleading shouts for mercy.

But those pleas were soon garbled and muted and Ainsley knew for sure that the tortured woman had just been gagged, probably quite cruelly knowing her owner’s penchant for the most large and intrusive gags.

Suddenly the male voices were getting closer to the slightly ajar door and an extremely frightened Ainsley began to fight back terror laden tears. How bad would this day get? How nasty would his perverse imagination get today? She worried.

And then a trio of men paraded in through the door. The last one in, before her owner appeared, was a huge portly man smoking a cigar. He looked at the trembling teen and grinned,

“My, oh my! What a fine looking piece of teen pussy we got here! You ready to be a star, bitch?” he smarmily announced stabbing his cigar into the air.

Ainsley didn’t know how to react. She was still forcibly quieted by the large black ball gag strapped in her mouth. She now had one arm bent up and lying across her pert youthful breasts and the other hand trying to shield her shaved bare mound.

As the towering hulk of the man who ruled her existence came into the room, he barked loudly at her,

“What the fuck, you disrespectful cunt! Arms down. There will be no covering up of those pretty tits and bald little pussy for my guests tonight. That’s not how you show these men respect!”

To emphasize his point and the amount of control he held over the trembling teen, he strode over to the whimpering girl. But on the way to her visibly quaking body, he reached out and snared a handheld electrical prod off the wall.

She knew what the dreaded device was and how it would painfully hurt her. She shook her head about and mumbled through her gag that she was sorry. She obediently placed her trembling arms at her sides so she could let the other trio of men gawk and lustfully stare at her youthful trim body.

“So, what do ya think, Boss? This adorable piece of tits and ass right for this movie you wanna make?”

The large cigar smoking man nodded his head, “Yep, this little cunt looks down right delicious and perfect for our nasty production. Good find…Now let me hear how she shrieks!"

Ainsley shut her eyes tight as her owner became her tormentor. He pushed the twin electrodes painfully into her right ass cheek. She jumped and then squealed loudly around her gag as he laughingly inflicted a painful ‘Zap’ into her firm right buttock.

Her dimpled ass literally shook, and her small sock covered feet danced on the spot. She fought to keep her hands at her sides as he gave her toned ass a second good long shot of painful electricity.

She knew that any reaction to fend off the shock prod or cover her nakedness back up, would result in much more painful punishment.

Then he shouted at her, “Come on, you sexy slut, get marchin! Out the fuckin door and down the hall. It’s time to put your snug hot cunt and cock loving mouth to good use…on film.”

Ainsley began to walk quickly down the long hallway. Her trip short as she approached another set of stairs. At the top of them she could hear loud gruff male voices and the pitiful muffled cries of the other young woman. Her body obviously being constantly tormented and abused.

With one last painful zap of his cattle prod, precisely aimed at the silken little rows of flesh between her shivering young thighs, she stumbled up the stairs and through the doorway, and into the middle of a scene of unimaginable depraved debauchery.

The electric shock induced squeal trying to escape from behind the ball wedged in between her aching jaws, was over shadowed by the muffled scream of the teen girl chained up and degradingly perched on all fours in the middle of the large room.

A man was kneeling on one knee beside her and tightening a rope firmly around the girl’s waist. Ainsley watched, as he pulled with a loud grunt on the rope, so that it dug hard into the girl’s creamy smooth skin.

He then wrenched the rough rope up between her legs and secured it to the post mounted directly behind her. The post held a deviously long dildo that was just beginning to intrude into the young woman’s battered red entrance.

With one large hand on the rope around her waist, and another pulling on the knot securing the rope between her legs, he yanked with a vicious laugh. Two other well dressed men sitting in leather lounge chairs nearby, leaned forward and ‘ooohed and awed’.

All the men were intently watching, while the sobbing girl clenched her eyes shut in agony, and many, many inches of the thick dildo penetrated forcibly and deep into her suffering pussy.

Tying the knots off securely to the post, the large man slapped the constantly wailing teen on her lean muscular bum and then rose up to tower at his full height above the girl.

With a jerk of his foot, he kicked at something under the girl’s chest. This set off a new series screams and muffled blubbering now attempting to make it past the tight panel gag the girl had locked about her head.

Ainsley squealed and stumbled forward again, as her master applied the shock prod once again to her tender ass. It was then she was able to see the cruel weights swaying under the trapped girl’s young teen tits. Both of the heavy weights hung there from her stretched and freshly skewered nipples.

Small beads of blood trickled from the fresh holes the brutal fishhooks had ripped thru the girl’s delicate nipple buds. Her abused nipples looked purple and agonizingly distended. The pain the girl must be feeling had Ainsley trembling in anticipatory terror from head to toe.

Ainsley’s eyes began to intensely water as she stood there petrified, shivering naked in front of these large boisterous men. They all had that look of sadistic intent on their smirking faces.

A look which Ainsley could tell meant they didn’t just want to use the pair of girls for deviant rough sex, no, they meant to make them suffer.

“Okay, start filming again on this sweet little whore…Zoom in on her cute tits and girl next door face as our man gives her the orders.” Bellowed the Boss.

Cameras were swung around, and a couple of lights were moved. Then Ainsley’s owner approached her. He reached out to cup Ainsley’s trembling head.

“Good! You’re properly scared…That will look great on film…Now we are probably going to need this gag out for the next scenes. Kind of hard to suck cock or eat pussy with this in your mouth.” He chuckled as he loosened her ball gag and let the saliva covered ball hang from her neck.

She could feel the drool from the ball dripping down her bare skin and run down between her perky teenage tits as he smiled at her. She stood there nervous beyond belief, her hands she consciously kept clasped but placed over her tummy as not to obstruct any view of her pussy or tits.

“Give me your hand, slave.” He ordered plainly.

Ainsley blinked in surprise and offered her shaking hand out to him, nervously waiting for him to slap it or whip it painfully with some tool.

To her shock, he slapped a metallic dildo made up of stacked chrome balls into her right hand. He pointed at the terrified whimpering girl on all fours and inescapably bolted to the floor.

Then he simply said, ”Slave…put it in her ass, or…”

He didn’t say the full ‘or else’ it was implied, and she knew this.

A shocked Ainsley nodded rapidly, quietly whispering out a hoarse “Yes master…Yes Sir.”

She hurried over to position herself behind the poor girl, chained and whimpering on the floor. The girl was trying to beg through her gag, shaking her head back in forth, in a resounding gesture of ‘Please No’.

Ainsley put the chrome balls up against the girl’s tight, starfish like asshole entrance. Just a little above where the fat fake cock disappeared into the girl’s stretched pussy.

She surmised correctly that there had to be at least 8 inches of thick phallic rubber already uncomfortably stuffed into the bawling, stuck on all fours, girl’s sex. And with her hips so brutally anchored by the ropes, Ainsley knew the girl had no hope in hell of easing off the sick thing.

Ainsley could actually see the entire girl’s body tense. The muscles around her tiny ass quivering in fearful anticipation of the assault to come. When Ainsley touched the tip of the anal dildo to the girl’s sphincter, the girl’s whole body strained to ease away from the coming intrusion.

Ainsley eased back the tool and watched as the girl’s hips shifted back. Her speared cunt then took back in another inch of the thick dildo.

To Ainsley it appeared that the nameless girl seemed more willing to fuck herself on the fake cock, rather than let Ainsley impale her ass. This happened a few times as Ainsley hesitantly touched the tip of the chrome balls to the girl’s spasming asshole.

The girl’s self fucking got plenty of laughs from the surrounding and lecherously onlooking men. One man even moved to within a few feet with a camera to get a more dynamic closeup of the sobbing girl’s impaled pussy.

Finally Ainsley’s hesitation caused her owner to grab one of her pigtails and force her head back up to meet his eyes.

“Do you want us all… to fuck your tight little ass, slut, instead of hers? Or do you help us make a great video of us all breaking in this snivelling young slut’s virgin ass… right now! WHAT’s IT GOING TO BE…YOUR ASS… OR HERS?” he roared.

With immediate response and plenty of guilt, Ainsley stuttered out, “No Sir….her ass, Sir…Please, let’s fuck her ass…Sir.”

Ainsley had already been fucked too many times in every hole by her master and some of his sick friends. She wanted no part of a sure to be horrific ass ripping gang bang.

So without a moments more of hesitation, Ainsley leaned forward and pushed the rod into the flailing girl’s ass. Her whispered, “Sorry” not heard at all by the now howling captive girl.

Grabbing the girl’s snug waist rope with her small left hand, Ainsley leveraged her own small weight to solidly push the meta balls into the girl’s spasming and unwilling rectum. She had the sordid tool in about half way when she heard her owner’s gruff bark above her.

“DEEPER…you stupid slut! Get it in there deep!” he ordered a shaking Ainsley.

He grabbed Ainsley’s tight bum with his own large hand and he placed a finger right at her own tight little well used entrance.

“Deeper cunt, or me and the boys are going to start shoving all our cocks into this lovely little place.” He growled,

Then he pushed that one finger into his teary eyed sex slave’s sweet ass, well past the first knuckle.

Paying no attention to the muffled screams of the captive girl, Ainsley, in dire fear of him inserting his finger any further or having every man in attendance, fuck her abused ass, closed her eyes and gave one last full body push. Till her hand gripping the end of the shaft of chrome balls was wedged in between the girl’s shuddering as cheeks.

The resulting wail of agony was intense. So intense that Ainsley jumped back, right hard against her Master’s solid muscular bare torso.

It was shaking itself from the fits of laughter he was having with the other sadists present. She stood there shocked as she looked at the small amount of handle sticking out of the now howling and shuddering, girl’s ass.

Ainsley had thoroughly impaled this innocent teenager. All to protect her own ass. All to try and avoid the sick and excruciating torture the men around her could surely inflict on her.

Her moment of shock was short lived as suddenly her pigtails were pulled down hard and she was forced to her knees. Whipped around by her hair, she came face to face with a bobbing erect cock. With his left hand still gripping one pigtail, her Master began to slap her face… hard.

“Open up you stupid slut..Start sucking!” he commanded. “SMACK….SLAAPPP”

Two more massive slaps to her face had her mouth wrapped around his cock. She reached up and grabbed his large sack with one free hand and began massaging his balls as she pumped her teen mouth back and forth on his shaft.

She was sucking, slurping and plunging the long hard flesh deep in past her lips and over her tongue, until it was banging at the back of her throat.

“Take it deeper cunt, or should we start hanging fish hooks from these pretty little titties of yours?” he threatened.

Ainsley, even with her mouth stuffed full of cock, shook her head side to side, and then proceeded to put everything she had into ramming her mouth onto his bulging shaft.

Fighting back her gag instinct, her eyes full of watery tears, she forced his shaft to slide down into her throat. The whole sordid process being aided along by his forceful grip. A grip he had on both her pigtails, which he jerked forward with.

“OH FUCK YES,…YOU FUCKIN GREEDY LITTLE WHORE!” He yelled as he erupted deep in her throat.

He slammed his hips repeatedly into her face as he kept emptying his balls into her. Flinging her head suddenly off his cock with strands of cum and drool flying everywhere, Ainsley had no time to even re-focus her tear-filled eyes as another pair of hands grabbed her hair.

“All right cunt, you ready to eat my cock…ARE YOU? Or do we fuck you up like her!!” the other man shouted at Ainsley.

Ainsley glanced over to the girl bolted to the floor and let out a bubbly cum and drool gasp, as she took in the horror nearby.

The poor girl’s panel gag was now gone, and one man was kneeling in front of her slamming his hips into her face, his cock buried to its maximum depth past her bruised and puffy lips.

Every slam of his pelvis into her anguished face caused her body to thrust backwards and impale her ravaged sex deeper onto the pole mounted dildo.

Another man stood above her with a leather flogger, swinging it wildly and raining the leather down all over her lower back and buttocks. Some of the strokes striking the still deeply embedded chrome rod and causing the girl to visible shudder in even more immense pain than she was already being subjected too.

Ainsley looked back up to the new pervert holding one of her pigtails. Her tormented eyes tried not to glance to the side at the multiple camera’s now filming the demonic and deviant affair.

She quickly grasped his cock in her small right hand. Then she dove her mouth quick and deep onto his pulsating shaft. Cupping his balls, just like she had done with her master, she sucked and swallowed as if her life depended on it.

Soon that feeling of hot pumping liquid ran thru her tongue as his cock pushed down on it. The flesh of his not long, but mighty thick dick, completely filled her mouth. Suddenly she felt an explosion of the salty goo hit the back of her throat as this man came.

He gripped her pigtails painfully tight, just like her master had done and he pumped furiously into her young mouth.

And as the screams and garbled begging from the other girl intensified behind her, Ainsley saw, from the corner of her tear soaked eye, a parade of men entering the room, all unzipping their flies and lining up to have a go at her mouth. It was then she heard the last words of her master for the night, before being totally ravaged by the party goers and film makers.

“I know boys, let’s have this pretty teen slave slut lean over and across the stupid cunt chained to the floor. Then we can fuck both their pussies and mouths at the same time. Heck we could go four guys at once that way on these two teen sluts!! It will make for some great movie making …Who’s all in???”

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