The Orchid slut

You finished work at the bar and are walking home just after midnight, your favourite music playing through your ear buds not really thinking of anything just in auto pilot on the familiar route home.

You don't hear a thing, suddenly everything goes black as a discharge is pulled over your header and down your body then a cord pulled tight below your elbows pinning your sleeve to your side. You scream but two pairs of strong arms pick you up and you land painfully on a laborious floor and you are mindful of trend as the van drives off, still unable to hear, your medicine continuing in your ear. You smell an strange odour you can't place as you drift into unconsciousness.

You awake in the dark, laying on a concrete floor, you move and take in a oceanic abyss breath due to a needlelike painfulness in your right-hand wrist, but your breathing time rasp as you take the recondite hint. Your neck opening has a metal dance orchestra turn it, tight enough to cause your breathing to rasp but loose enough for you to breath. You can sense alloy bands on your wrists and ankles, you try to make a motion but your right wrist is secured to something. Using your left hand, you feel your correct articulatio radiocarpea and discover it has a alloy band with a ring on it bolted labialise your wrist with a chain attached to the halo, you feel down the Ernst Boris Chain which is about a foot long and is secured to a ring set in the concrete trading floor. Crying as you feel your simpleness, you discover they are all bolted in place with no fortune of you removing them.

You scream as loud as you can until you are hoarse but no one comes. Eventually you sob yourself to sleep on the difficult floor.

You wake needing to pee, you shout out desperate for the toilet, no one comes no matter how loud you scream, you can't hold it any longer and manage to squat and pee, your thankful to hear your massive wee trickling down a drain. You stay squatting unable to impress away from the wet floor but eventually have to sit in your own pee.

Finally, you hear a key in the curl and the doorway opens blinding you with light. Two men come in and fix a metallic element pole to your alloy collar and something to your left carpus manacle then they take the Chain from your right cuff, you immediately try to perpetrate away but a strong electric shock shoots from your neck to your unexpended wrist.

Using the pole to channelise you getting you to stand and conduce you out of what you can now see is a cell. Both your captors wear leather hoods so you can not see what they look like. They lead you down a short corridor and then into a brightly lit large room with a big sunken bathroom, a stainless steel table, treatment tables, a toilet, a bidet, a hair washing river basin, cutting domain with versatile pilus and smasher product. A female screw is waiting, aged than you, very stocky with a hairy Chin and oleaginous unbowed hair you are pushed backwards until your butt comes against the stainless-steel board and the female gaoler commands you to lie on it, you get up onto the cold metal surface which is a bit small-scale in size than a single bed. You feel your wrist joint being secured to the slope, your ankles lifted up and facing pages as they are secured into rigid hangers and a blind fold fitted.

Scared of what is going to happen, person swabs the side of your intrude then something hard rig inserted, a trashy click and a sharp pain Tell you who ever it was had pierced your nose, you feel them swob your nipples then one at a time they are roughly pulled away from you and each is pierced. Then you feel them dab your twat, you scream"No"and embark on to clamber but immediately obtain another agonising electric shock, you hold still as they pierce your clit hood the pain is so intense ! The piercing is a hoop with a dangling pear tree that would be rubbing your clitoris if you were wearing nickers.

Without warning your jailer grabs you by the hair and pulls you to the big sunken bath and pushing you in. The water is scalding hot, the screw pulls you to the other end where it is shallower and pulls you up to stand then the gaoler proceeds to lave and scrub up you all over. Your gaoler then leads you to a metal gurney, she commands you to get onto it and secures you on your back with your legs in stirrups. The gaoler then takes swell pleasance waxing and ripping out your hairy unkempt bush until you are totally smooth then she full your munition and pegleg so the only hair left is on your head, when she has finished, she releases the restraints puts a jug of orange coloured fluid and a glass on the table and lodge you to wassail it all.

one-half way through the jug you need to pooh, you go to the privy beside the shower, there is no privacy, your gaoler sitting reading a magazine watches you. You get to the crapper just in meter and explode. Your gaoler brings the jug and spyglass to you and say you to stay on the toilet. You continue drinking, every few hour your intestine evacuate as the fluid does its work. With an audible sigh of relief, you finish the jug of fluid but your screw immediately hands you another and commands you to keep drinking. By the metre you finish drinking the second jug there is just fluid coming out of your arse. Your gaoler leaves you sitting on the toilet until you appear to get run dry. She tells you to put on a pair of nappy pants that she hands you then takes you to a side of meat room which has a wooden bench as a bed, the door closes, you hear the door lock and the brightness goes out leaving you in discharge blackness.

You sob lying on the uncomfortable bed wondering what on land is going on seeking comfort that they have no intention of harming you or they wouldn't have pierced your nose, nipples and clit hood, eventually you drift off to sleep.

You wake up feeling more than refreshed but starving, your breadbasket feels so void then you realise the nappy pants you are wearing are soaked and feel heavy, the way is still inkiness but after a short time you are blinded by the bright light being switched on and see the door being unlocked.

Your jailor guild you out and Tell you to sit on the surd stainless-steel chair, she seems unmindful to your soaked frizzly pants hanging down, you start to recite her you need to change and lavish but the feel she gives you shuts you up and you do as your told sitting in the warm wet napkin gasp. Your gaoler then hands you another jug of the orange fluid and commands you to wassail. Very quickly it starts to choose upshot and you rush to the toilet relieved at the opportunity to slay the nappy pants, you sit down and are amazed small lummox of pooh still explode out of your arse. Still sitting on the loo, you finish the jug, what comes out is now just clear orange fluid. An minute after finishing the jug, you appear to have stopped dribbling fluid out of your buns, your prison guard Order you to pick up the frizzy pants and wring them out down the toilet then put them in the bin.

You gaoler Tell you to get on the stainless-steel table and gild you to lay on your left position and to impart your articulatio genus up to your tits. You feel cold lube on your ring then a spout inserted and what feels like gallons of warm water flowing cryptical inside you until it starts to become terrible, she stops, pulls out the nozzle and forces a well-oiled plug in your wet Virgin tail end causing more pain, she tells you to lay still. The uncomfortableness increases but finally after twenty minutes or so your turnkey William Tell you to abide in the shower cubicle and withdraw the hack. You do as your told and are relieved by the instant relief as the piddle squirts out of you, completely clean with just a cold-shoulder tinge from the fluid you had been drinking, when you feel like you have finished you go to mistreat out of the shower bath but your gaoler William Tell you to stay, she has obviously done this before as over the next one-half minute your ass continues to squeeze out strip water.

When your very butch gaoler is quenched, you have finished draining, she orders you into the bath which is just as scalding hot as the late day.

Your prison guard leaves you to soak for half an minute or so then comes over and wash you thoroughly including your breast, arse and pussy which she takes bang-up pleasure in probing non to gently with her finger. When she has finished, she dries you off then takes you to the fuzz cutting station. Your screw has many talent and over the next hour or so transforms your hair then washes it applying mellisonant smell vegetable oil before drying it, then she takes you to one of the discussion mesa and applies fragrant oils to your whole eubstance clearly enjoying herself as she massages the crude into your breasts making your pierced nipples as pert as reed organ stops at which tip, she tweaks them with a dissimilar oil that makes them burn up and swell. She massages another oil deep into your cunt which makes you so wet and puts a warmth deep inside you before turning you over and injecting more warming oil into your arse which you can feel relaxing your loaded ring.

When she is finished, she takes you to the composition station and proceeds to make up your side, when she has finished, she stands back and says"Good you look like a Pharaohs whore I think you will pass off ”, you feel your twat get wet and your arse relax as you look at the epitome of the beautiful slut in the mirror, the heavy makeup and eye liner has been perfectly applied with shining red lip rouge enhanced by line drive. Your jailer then bolts fresh shiny brand manacles onto your neck, waist, wrists and ankle joint then she goes to a telephone set on the bulwark, you can listen her say that she had finished. A scant metre later the door opened and a handsome dark-skinned man in a OK three-piece suit enters. In his well-spoken style, he tells you to stand then walk all around you and finally congratulates your gaoler on a good job before leaving again.

A few minutes later to heavy men in boilers suit enter, they draw back some curtains and let on a political program with a metal gantry on it. Your gaoler commands you to get on the gantry and very quickly your wrists, shank and ankle manacles are secured to the frame leaving you ineffectual to prompt and are then leave alone alone for what seems like an eternity. With nothing else to do you hit the books the gantry which is made of section so that different parts can move and it appears to have some grade of mechanism which you presume is what moves the various sections.

After some while the two men and your gaoler return, the men are now dressed in wooing, your gaoler is in just the same state as before, butch, greasy, with too a lot nervus facialis pilus and pungent body odour as if she hadn't washed in Clarence Day. Between the three of them they thread chains through the rings in your button hood and tit, through a pack on the cervix manacle then they clip all three onto a piece of flat metal, you wince as they lift the chains and realise the other ends of the chains are connected to cloggy system of weights. One of the men holds the flatbed spell of metal up and clips on the innocent ends of the chain. The chains are then connected to your nipple and clit rings where they pass through them, your gaoler commands you to afford your oral fissure and the flat slice of metal is put in across the breadth of your mouth. Your screw is smirking as she informs you to grip the metal with your lip or the weights will drop ripping your piercings out as they fall. You are horrified and scared but are very aware that your pussy is starting to drip at the thought.

A buzzer sounds in the way, the platform jolts as it starts to move, you look round and see one of the men has a control and the program must be on steering wheel as it starts to move towards a big set of forked door, the early man opens the doors and you hear the auditory sensation of cheering as you move sideways. You don't have to wait long to see the platform is moving out on to a well-lit phase with an hearing seated right up to its edge in what looks like a very small theatre with a couple of twelve people seated. The political program stops centre stage with a spotlight on you, you are petrified but can palpate your cunt dripping down your inner thighs.

The man who had inspected you when the jailor had first finished preparing you walked onto the stage with a mike and addresses the crowd.

"extremity welcome to this eventide, tonight we have taken a plain Cheiranthus cheiri and converted her into an orchidaceous plant of a slut, as you can see she is so keen her legs are glistening in the lights with her necta flowing with expectancy, let us hope she does not drop those exercising weight ! Without further ado let her tormentors begin they're magical"

III enormous men in tegument tight satin rig and leather hoods enter the stagecoach and bow to the consultation, all the Light Within go out except the spotlight fixed firmly on you. Without warning you hear a crack and searing pain across your binding but remember just in prison term not to let the metal fall from your mouth stopping you from screaming. You can feel the heat of the wheal from the whip but before you can go back one of the men hits your forget tit with a riding crop, your slit cat valium out your nectar at the pain and the people cheering. Then something firm and flat collision your right buttock import before the riding crop hits your right tit then the whip lashes your back and then your allow cheek is assaulted. The man with the crop runs it up the inside of your second joint then holds it in the spot light for the consultation to see your twat juice dripping from it and sparkling in the strong light which draws rock oil shout from the audience.

The three men then continue the assault on your naked exposed eubstance with members of the audience starting to call out where to hit you side by side, the worst is when the riding craw whistles up and hits your cunt so hard but instead of crying you cum so hard. You can't believe what's happening and can't understand why you can't time lag for each of the assault despite the tears flowing down your fount. Occasionally the end of the lash curl up round off your body and finds your nipple, it feels like it must have ripped it off but there is nothing you can do but emit throat screams, keeping your dentition tightly clamped on the musical composition of metal supporting the weighting making your jaw aching so badly.

Your back feels raw from so many whipstitch, your pap and snatch are so hurt yet you are so call forth the pain just seems to make you more worked up. The violation stops as suddenly as it began and one of the men who had bolted you to the gantry removes the free weight, the chains and the back talk piece.

The three men then stand in front of you facing the hearing and rip of their one-piece satin suits, there are sunniness from the men and pant from the woman in the hearing. You can see from behind that the men are very toned and are wearing leather body harnesses.

Suddenly the platform and gantry turn so you are side onto the audience then the gantry moves so you become face up and horizontal as you are then lowered down.

Your head word is pulled back making the manacle hurt the spine of your neck and feel even tighter to breath. You find yourself staring at the end of the biggest hardest turncock you have ever seen, the angle of your principal has opened your sassing and the man doesn't hesitate to force the mammoth turncock deep into your throat ignoring your muffled cries and gagging he just keeps pushing profoundly and profoundly. You can feel his thick shaft pressing your flesh against the metal pharynx cuff he is so thick. Then you feel a tool at the entrance to your wet snatch, it pushes in and as wet as you are you feel like he will rip you apart, even once his massive point is through the opening he fills you to stretching peak with his shaft as you choke and gag on the prick in your throat. Once they have both forced their turncock fully in, they start to bonk you from both close, you think you're going to die, ineffectual to breath and retching up thick-skulled drool which escapes round the shaft of light stretching your jaw but at least lubricating its transition as he fucks your throat relentlessly. You can barely get word the cheering crowd over the pound in your chief due to the lack of breather. Your whole body is racked in an climax on the tool in your cunt as you squirt over the man fucking you, you cum so violently the cuff securing you to the frame cut into you painfully grating on bone devising you cum even harder. The man in your throat pushes so deep your olfactory organ and face are pushing on his balls coating you in your own thick strings of drool.

You feel the third base man ease himself onto the platform beneath you then feel his giant putz at the entryway to your Virgo bunghole, relaxed by whatever the jailor had put in it. The gauntry lowers further then the man thrusts up ramming his dick through your tight hoop making you scream on the cock in your throat and spurt over the man fucking your puss which results in both of the standing men slapping your tits hard. The peter in your rump is stretching your colon inside you with its cinch and its distance is so painful when he pushes fully home. The Alexander Melville Bell end stretches you deep inside, its terrible but such a weird sensation that you have never felt before.

Despite the hammering in your head, you can hear the scoffing gang. The two suited men controlling the gantry come in from either side then bind each of your big teat tightly with circle making your bosom swell and turn purple, your nipples swelling and standing out even further. The ropes on your tits are so plastered your tits go numb as the three men in harnesses move around so they each fuck each of your three ass holes.

The onlooking cheering crowd should shame you but despite how ashamed you are the crowd turn you on so much, something you can not see, normally so shy the three men are doing things to you that previously you thought were disgusting.

You feel the one in your nates swell even further as the man roars and pumps an unreasonable amount of hot cum even deeper into your bowels, this triggers the former two off who both cum together, you can feel the cum in your battered cunt seeping out round the sealing wax of your pussy on his pecker. The one in your throat cum so hard but you have no option but to swallow it all as he shoots it so far down your gullet.

All three continue fucking until they gradually soften then commit out, they move to the front of the stagecoach and bow to the audience before leaving the stage.

You hear the compere ask the audience if they enjoyed the appearance which clearly, they did from the cheering but a low temperature shiver runs down your spikelet as you hear the compere with the microphone"So now she has been prepared and can't be damaged who wants to have got some fun with this orchidaceous plant slut ?"you can hear the sound of people getting up, the sound of zippers and other auditory sensation as hoi polloi hurry to strip down. The first individual onto the microscope stage is a cleaning lady who walks over and forte enough for all to hear says"So you minuscule slut you want my husband's cock do you"then spits in your boldness to very much cheering, she then squats on your face and says"Show me your worthy of his stopcock eat my hind end"you have no idea why but you can feel yourself dripping and readily pilfer your head and start licking the adult female's keister which is sweaty from where she'd been sitting watching the show and had clearly got quite excited and pungent. As your trying to get your tongue through her blotto crinkly pack you feel the first cock push deep in your cunt wet from your cum and the cum of the immense man who had filled you. A hand grips your throat almost choking you and storm your fount harder against the adult female's arse, you feel someone putting fingers in your stretched arse you hear a man shout out"ass it's such a slack water beef"he roughly shoves another fat digit in then another, it's starting to pain but feels so good as he then pushes intemperate and his hale hand disappears inside your stern,"Fucking netherworld my totally script in, the last clip my clenched fist got fill up to entering something was when I won the arduous weight championship but that was his mouth !"The man then starts pumping his huge clenched fist in your butt making your completely body move, the man fucking your cunt cums so quickly and says to the man in your arse"The whiz of your script in it while I was fucking it was sensational, I've not cum that quick in years"Another calls out and says"Hey don't wreck it yet we all want to make out it first"You feel the man pull his fist out of your arse, you feel the nullity and hunger it to be filled, you can't believe your own thoughts. You don't have to await Thomas More than a duet of seconds as the boxer rams his cock in and starting signal fucking your aching arse. A man pushes the charwoman sitting on your human face so she is laying back and starts fucking her while you eat her ass and another man starts fucking your pussy, he's big but compared to the others he feels loose in you as he fucks you. The woman cums on the man's cock and her cum dripping down over your face and hair, but it does the conjuring trick for the man fucking her as he tells her to tolerate then he shoots his hot incumbrance all over your human face, the woman quickly squats and slides around on his cum then decree you to lick it off her, when your finished she stands, holds your oral cavity capable and spits down your throat then walks away. As soon as she leaves a cock is quickly pushed down your throat and starts fucking you with relish.

A man starts slapping your tits with one hand while wanking himself with the other until he shoots strings of cum over your majestic swollen tits then labor your nipple hoop before saying to no one in particular"I'll nooky it once it's got a right load of cum in it ”.

A hand grips her throat tightly and you hear him say"damn man I can feel your cock in its throat ”, the man fucking your face says"handgrip it tighter it feels capital"the first man responds squeezing your throat tightly against the inflexible turncock lodged late in your pharynx, it works, the man pulls out and sprays his seed over your face and chest including over the helping hand of the man gripping your pharynx, he releases and tells you to work out his deal clean, you don't respond and several custody start slapping your face, mammilla and torso telling you to do as your told. You comply, the monolithic hired hand penchant funny and you realise it's the hand that fisted your arse, it's huge and the sentiment of it being in your ass makes you cum just as another man was about to start eating your pussy, your small fry goes in his eyes and he starts beating your dead body calling you an unconsidered cunt.

So many peter fuck you, your face and fuzz are covered in your thick drool, spit and cum your slit and tooshie ache and are permanently wet with cum dribbling out of them, despite being numb your tits ache from being slapped so hard. Eventually the fucking's subside as the audience recede interest and wander over to the bar.

The compere gets on the microphone"Members please savour a couple of drinks while you recover then we need to clean the Orchid Slut and absent the cover from her tits"“ In the meantime we will provide a presentation of our deluxe fucking machine which some of you may sense would be a good increase to your playrooms, please experience free to try out with the command ”. He has barely finished talking and you feel a massive dildo being inserted into your asshole and another into your pussy then pushed in trench. When turned on the two workplace in harmony as one goes in one comes out but with such force-out and so fast you can't help but sidesplitter but quickly your thigh-slapper become moans of pleasure as your eject soundbox is racked by lasting orgasms.

Your groan attract an consultation and then people start playing with the controls, speeding up slowing down, reducing and increasing the length of the cam stroke, changing the approach pattern so they both go in and out together. Then one asked"What does this red push button and the dial do"The compere answer"jam it and find out ”. You scream as an galvanic shot jar your body, the fellow member roar with laugh and set off pressing the clit, then one plays with the dial and all you feel is a tingle, a woman then turns it fully the other way then presses the clitoris. The jolt is so grievous your whole physical structure goes rigid, you open your lip to hollo but nothing comes out. The woman laughs and you hear her say"Now that's far more fun"she then presses and holds the push, the pain in the ass is so vivid, everything goes grim and white spots appear before your eyes and your capitulum fill with whiteness noise. You are cognisant of loud shouts then go unconscious mind. As you recover you realise the shouting wasn't for you but for one of the members who had leant against the metal gauntry and had also received a electric shock, sufficient for him to crock up on the story. The machine is switched off and the emcee announces"To obviate any other members being hurt we will remove the auto so you can go along using the orchidaceous plant Slut"The bunch are now less enthusiastic but still keen and unlike you, had clearly recovered as you can see many have severe pecker. A adult female spits on you and makes some comment you can't hear but then everybody seems to join in spitting on your torso and facial expression, several pull your mouth open and spit in your oral cavity, others spit on your pussy and one holds your heart capable and dribbles spit into them.

In your semi-conscious state, you feel tugging on your knocker and suddenly the binding ropes are removed, the sudden rush of blood hurts so much you scream out but are quickly muffled by a shaft being jammed down your pharynx as others start laughing and slapping your tits so severe no one knows if the tears streaming from your eyes are from pain or by choking on the cock in your throat.

You feel a cock enter your arse it feels so painfully stretched the man starts to eff you then stops and holds in deep then you feel the hot stream as he empties his bladder deep in your gut and crowing to the crowd about what he's doing, the man in your pharynx pulls out then stands waiting then calls out"someone hold its sassing open"immediately a willing pair of hand forcefulness your mouth candid and pinches your poke just as the man starts to pee aiming straight in your mouth, you let it over period and are immediately slapped hard around the font and told to swallow, you know you have to comply, then you feel someone pissing on your bosom just as the man in your pussy ejaculate quickly followed by a potent jet of hot pee deep in your cunt. Sir Thomas More join in peeing all over you, the worst is on your face it stings in your middle so much, your hair is soaked. Eventually the members wander back to the bar laughing and make crude comments about you, leaving you dripping with take a leak and spit with it draining from your kitty and arse.

The platform begins to move and you are wheeled back into the prep room, the frame rotates and you are released from the gantry and dragged to the metal chairman. Your gaoler passes you a drink which you drink down quickly, the way starts to spin and all goes black.

You wake cold and still wet with piss, the manacles are still fixed to you. You look around and discover you are in a bus plosive consonant. It's darkness but you are in a well-lit surface area. You start to cry, exhausted, used for sex acts you had never even thought of but crying because just the idea made your pussy wet and gave you butterflies in your stomach.

It's late but there is still traffic on the roads, no augury of anything to pass over yourself with and no sign of a cab anywhere. You try to slacken off down a car but they swerve round you sounding their horns. You hear the beat of music and see a bar, you need help and it's your just option. You make your way to the entrance and push the threshold open to find the bar is crowded with wakeless medicine blaring out. You start to make your way to bar to get assistant, at maiden no one notices you then you hear a Wolf whistle your spunk sump but your cunt starts to drip but that will be another story… .