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Still on the Table

The feeling was returned to my body, which was not a good thing, my chest ached from my collar bones down to my lowest rib. I felt stretched, taught and felt the blood pounding into what were now massive tits mounted on my small frame. How can this be? And her hands, feeling them, first squeezing hard till my back arched and I fought for breath, then a soft numbing cream.

Can you feel this? leaning over me and lightly licking my left turgid nipple slowly. Seeing her in the mirror above us. Yuff, yuff, gasping still unable to form the words, Ah cun freel it.

She went on talking about my friend, me behaving, or how bad it would be for her. I had forgetten her in al lthis hellish mess. But now all I felt was the evil woman's hands digging into those tende fat mounds that were my new tits? Her teeth biting into my reddish nipples, nipples I had seen cut and laying on a tray just minutes before? Could any of this be happening?

But then that cream, feeling so good, numbing, soft and cool. I sighed deeply, yuff, juff, pweeeze mure a that?

Good little pet, she cooed, you're learning fast, can be soft and soothing, or can be so so difficult for you and your little friend.

And her mouth closed over mine, her tongue strong and fucking into my lips and mouth. Be a good girl, she whispered, and you can take a nice comortable nap.

ooc: ok, here's a test of who's demented; did you write or enjoy Puppy Girl? well so I pass that one, huh? (and remem, I posted the PG version) or, do you post and enjoy the whole Litty thing? let's see, you're here, it's Litty, you're here, it's Litty. Well, we're on the honor system, but you figure it out.
 
"the scary lady"

i rub more of lotion into hre skin letting her slowly drift off to sleep and have the bed rolled into her new 'cell' asi prep for surgery on her friend seeing that the good doctor already has her restrained and ready as i walk into room. i know my master will greet DEB when she awakens and teach her how to accept her new life, that if she wanted to sleep unrestrained she'd be sharing his huge bed with me and her friend once her friend accepted...it would be interesting training period that's for sure
 
*Walking into the room with a smirk on his face he nods* Ah Hello Jem...This must be our newest arrival..Excellent....I hope she's fiesty, I Do So hate the ones that immediatly give up...*he chuckles darkly* that leaves no fun for me...
 
Dr Colt

"I did an excellent job, if I do say so myself" I said, walking in, now divested of my surgery garments, "there were no complications, and the scarring is minimal. Also, I believe the enhancement to the nerve endings, to increase the sensitivity of her nipples, was a complete success".

"Of course, she will need some time to adjust to the shift in her centre of gravity... and get used to her new place in life" I added, "here are the signallers for her".

I passed small, black devices to Jem and Roland. By pressing the buttons on them, they would transmit a signal which would activate the electodes under the breast implants. The longer the button was held, the stronger the delivered shock when released.

"I've paired our two new guests signals together... what one gets both get. Should make them more co-operative" I said, with a chuckle.
 
"scary lady"

"you know DEB spelled backwards is bed, her 'friend' is in next room, a raven haired beauty, her nipples are such a lovely dark rosey color," i smile "I think I'll call her friend Raven," i slink over to my master now dressed in black leather pants slung low on hips a metal chain for belt and snug halter top cradling my large breasts my dark hair tied in knot on back of neck lips painted a blood red.

"Doctor you've done excellent work, the nipples respond beautifully."
 
Last Chance

My vision was so foggy I couldn't tell who this other man was. Or was it still the doctor person? I wasn't even sure where I was. It didn't seem like the bright white room. The throbbing in my chest was so bad I couldn't think clearly.

Who was Deb? and Raven? my friend? oh gawd were they going to put her through this too? I realized that they probably would and knew I had to help her. So as the talked to each other I managed to swing my legs over and land on the floor with an excrutiating tearing feeling under my breasts. I strangled a gasp and managed to start down a long hallway. Trying to run but gawd I was so uncoordinated, my body tipping and swaying, bouncing off the cold walls, each jolt a shot of fire through my titties. Big titties, looking down seeing these huge reddish melons bouncing uncontrollably.

Hey what the fuck! I hear from behind me. And I try to run faster. Desperate. My last chance?
 
Dr Colt

"Damn! Those stiches are fresh!" I said, seeing her stagger, and leave a stain of blood against the wall.

"She certainly has spirit - it will be most enjoyable breaking her in" said Roland.
 
*Quickly several of the armed guards had her captured and brought back to the room and roland sighed*
Doctor would you do us both a favor and re-stitch her? Forget about the anesthetic, She needs to learn not to run away, and the burned hand teaches best or so they say..*he chuckles and wraps his arm around Jem, Squeezing her shoulder softly, then her breast* You Know somthing, I think im going to enjoy this..just like i alwase do. *he laughs*
 
"damn it who forgot to sedate the bitch?" i wonder why doctor loosened her bounds and why the guards hadn't been at the door. "she might have scars now," i pout as doctor stitches her up again. "i'll go make sure her friend is properly restrained and anestitized." I walk out and heading down hall unlocking the door seeing the dark haired beauty secured to her cot, seeing her eyes pop up, i smile she must be feeling the electric shock from her idiot friend's stupid escape.

"hello Raven," i murmur admiring the fleshy breasts, they were softer, not as perky but just as big as her friends. the dark roesy nipples like hard erasers.
 
ooc: I thought I posted this already? Guess not. After this, time for the training Jem?

ic: Suddenly I was back in the bright white room. This time awake but they must have had me strapped down because I couldn't move. I could look up and see myself in that awful mirror. Huge pink tits tipped by reddish nipples. So overlarge for my small body. How awful was this!

I admire your spirit, he is saying to me, but you've undone much of my work. We're going to have to cut out all the stitches and start over stitching you up.

I could feel him snipping stitches. But...but...but? I moaned. Yes, I know, he says sternly, unfortunately for you the anesthetic has almost completely worn off.

Holding up a long curved needle.

And I think this time we'll let you feel it. I'm sure you will be much much less likely to pull another stunt like that by the time we're done here.

No...no? please? begging so softly. Yes, he says, it's time to begin, here, you might want to bite on this, as he puts something leathery in my mouth, I wish I could say this isn't going to be somewhat unpleasant for you Debbie. But I'm afraid it is.

I told myself to close my eyes, not to look up at the mirror, but my eyes wouldn't close. I couldn't look away. And I saw it all until things went fuzzy and then black.

ooc: yikes! stop me! stop me!
 
Dr Colt

She came to and passed out again several times during the brief restiching, and I almost pitied her. But she had brought it on herself.

Jem helped me lift her off of the table, and into her cell. She was still out cold. This time, I had her wearing a tight black latex brassier, which squeezed her new breasts together to display deep cleavage, supporting them but exposing her dark nipples. Hopefully that would protect the merchandise from further damage before the sale.

Laying her out on the floor, Jem sat down on the wooden bench led against one wall, looking over her, eager to begin the training it seemed when our charge awoke.

I stood over in a corner, happy at the moment to watch the coming proceedings. Roland was probably toying with the other guest at the moment.
 
ooc; Oh yes, stick me with the raven haired one. *cackles* Thanks, AH get her all to myself for NOW...
ic: *He sat there, watching her rythmic breathing..As she slept..He would allow her this reprive, as he allowed all of them...Because it would abruptly end when she finally comes to...Then he would have a little fun before moving on to the proper training procedures with debbie...Finally she woke up with a bit of a start, blinking as she took in her surroundings* Hello Raven. *Roland said with the most seductive of voices as he saw that moment of realization and fear in her eyes, oh how he lived for that..*
 
I couldn't know it but almost at the same moment I began to awake from my ordeal, my friend was also waking up in her "room". What we would soon learn was how closely we were linked by the devilish device implanted behind our breastbones. Receivers with thin wire electrodes spreading out to various parts of our bodies. Sensitive parts.

But for now it was all I could do to focus my eyes. And there she was. The scary woman.
 
the scary lady

while my master was greeting our latest pet, i was here to further discipline the brunnette bitch, she looked so hot in just that black halter top cupping her huge breasts in place.

i was wearing an electric blue bikini top and matching bottoms, with a pair of black leather chaps covering my full legs a whip in hand. my grin in seeing her eyes open was so deliscious. i let whip trail over her skin reminding myself why we mirrored the ceiling. walls were padded, to insulate sound and so she couldn't inadvertently kill herself.

my nipples were dark rosey peaks pushing up over top as i leaned over her nipples raking her chin as i huskily murmur,
"feeling better this morning? Bitch?" i sneer with evil smile
 
I looked up. Aching. Sharp tearing pains under my breasts. How can this be? And there she is, tall, outrageous, and with some whip in her hand. A big grin on her strong but striking face.

Settle back puppy bitch, she growls, you're about to learn lesson one.
 
OOC was just hoping Raven would show up....

IC

Sneering hands running over her skin, "Now be a good little bitch, and I'll take care of you. Be naughty and You'll......"drifting off menacingly whip swishing side to side, "suffer." i lean over and let tongue run over the tight nipples sucking occassionallly checking the tenderness knowing it's mixture of pleasure and pain as the fragile skin tightens into bud even more painful and pleasurable as i suck and nibble
 
ooc: Hi! I'd like to join the story. My character idea is as the head guard Mr Nine (for obvious reasons). He works for the boss, is 5'10 and very strong. His job is to watch over the 'recruits' in the warehouse and during shipment and as a testing device for the recruits. He always does what he is told but his downside is that he is voyeuristic, can be bribed (sexually) and has hidden lust for Jem.
 
ooc: jeez I hate being a ring master, but gotta assume Raven has dropped out, so yea Tony, if Jem wants to work you in at this point, fine, if not...why not wait to be first mate or deck hand on the freighter that takes Angie to some horrible destination? everyone can come along, although Kepic may want to assume a new character for the voyage. But we still have Jem's training to get through. I will post soon. If ya'll hate me being bossy then tie me up and do whatever the fuck you want.
 
scary lady

"can't have too much fun, still have to get you to..." I drift off not wanting to reveal too much feeling eyes upon me, "I think I'll just give you something to rest." pouring licquid down your throat and suddenly your entire body feels limp and tingly.

(going to advance story)

DEB wakes up feeling seasick....probably because she's on a ship, only a few people are around, the guard, the Master, the Scary Lady and a dark haired figure tied up in shadows (in case raven returns)


OOC kepic i wanted her to show up so we'd all have something to keep us busy....course you could always come back and train angie/deb with me

ooooo, not only do i have freaky doctor, i have a lusty guard...COOL
 
humming

All I know is I am leaning over, puking my guts out, until I seem to be pulled backward and collaspe laying down on some chair. My vision is fuzzy, my stomach starting to settle though. I have no idea where I am or what has happened.

The sun is warm and I feel a strong breeze flowing over me. I am strangely comfortable, almost floating. Odd though. I swear I am moving, rocking, and I can feel some low humming vibration that seems to be everywhere. But I am outside, and not tied down. I must be free from that horrible white place. That horrible place was probably just a crazy dream. Nothing like that every happened. I'll find my girlfriend and we'll laugh about it.

With difficulty I get to my feet. Almost losing it again but controlling my churning stomach. Taking a few steps and rubbing my eyes till I see a large dark window, acting as a mirror, refecting my image back to me as my vision clears. And then I see it. See them. My tossled dark hair and beleagured face. My short, small body. Wearing bikini bottoms. But, but...under a tight red knit top...cut obscenely low...to show off...off...tits, my tits...can't be my tits...they are huge, grotesque, swelling up out of the top...nipples protuding up like golf tees...my shoulders slumping forward from the weight of them...

A vision comes back, from that white room, myself in the mirror on the ceiling. Myself with big round firm tits...huge tits...oh no...could it be...?
 
Stopping during my rounds of the ship, I watched her from the other side of the two way mirror. She is crying, confused about her new body. Yet, she is also curious. I enjoy watching her trace the outline of her new curves, pausing slowly over her nipples. Her hand first gently, then harder grabbing her breasts, then pulling at them as if trying to remove them from her body. This excites me more and I wonder if I will get the pleasure of having her 'tested' using me, like so many others before her. She and the other one must relax when jem comes again or there could be trouble. I will try to instill this upon them when I bring the food later. Enlighten them on how I can help them through it all.

But I must go now, to watch as jem works out her body down below ...and how I lust for that body. How can I watch her and from where?
 
"scary lady"

I was below deck in the private gym wearing a thin black halter top to keep my chest in place as I lifted weights, an indecent sheer black thong uselessly covering my lower half my dark curly triangle doing more good than the thong.

I move through the reps and such admiring the body i've worked so hard to maintain. Perhaps when we reached shore, I'd get some time with the natives....or the guard while my Master showed Deb where she and her friend would be staying for next month. It would certainly be fun training them....their days would be mine as Master took care of things. and nights we would all share the master bedroom. Or torture room as Master liked to call it, it had so many devices for pleasure and pain it almost looked like a seductive dungeon
 
*Sitting in the Main Suite, Rolando Conducted the business of the Ship, Giving out orders, telling people where to go for the auctions they would have in a few weeks or maybe a month, And doing other such executive work, He checked his watch, Ah Jem should be in the Gym Room, He flipped a few switches, one coming up with a picture of The New Girl, He would have to learn her name, and the other coming up on Jem, He watched them both grinningly, and evil smile present alwase on his lips, he watched them both meticulously, and waited for the fun to come..*
 
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