The orchid loose woman

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 comrade route home.

You don't hear a matter, suddenly everything goes nigrify as a sack is pulled over your head and down your body then a cord pulled tight below your elbows pinning your arms to your side. You scream but two pairs of strong weapons system pick you up and you land painfully on a intemperate floor and you are cognisant of movement as the van drives off, still unable to see, your music continuing in your spike. You smell an unusual odour you can't billet as you drift into unconsciousness.

You awake in the night, laying on a concrete trading floor, you move and take in a rich breathing space due to a piercing painfulness in your compensate wrist, but your intimation rasping as you take the deep breathing spell. Your neck has a metal circle round it, tight enough to cause your breathing to rasp but easy enough for you to breath. You can feel metallic bands on your wrists and ankle, you try to impress but your right articulatio radiocarpea is secured to something. Using your left hand, you feel your proper wrist and discover it has a metal band with a closed chain on it bolted round your wrist with a strand attached to the ring, you feel down the chain which is about a base long and is secured to a hoop set in the concrete floor. Crying as you feel your chasteness, you discover they are all bolted in blank space with no chance 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 hard floor.

You wake needing to pee, you shout out desperate for the toilet, no one comes no topic how aloud you scream, you can't hold it any longer and manage to squat and pee, your grateful to get word your massive wee trickling down a drainage. You stay squatting unable to travel away from the wet storey but eventually have to sit in your own pee.

Finally, you hear a key in the lock and the door opens blinding you with spark. Two men come in and fix a metallic element pole to your metal collar and something to your left wrist handlock then they take the chain from your in good order cuff, you immediately try to extract away but a warm electric impact shoots from your neck to your left wrist.

Using the pole to manoeuvre you getting you to bear and chair you out of what you can now see is a cell. Both your captors wear leather goon 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 bath, a stainless steel table, treatment tables, a crapper, a bidet, a hair washing drainage basin, cutting sphere with various hair and beauty products. A female jailer is waiting, older than you, very thick with a hairy chin and greasy straight hair you are pushed backwards until your coffin nail comes against the stainless-steel tabular array and the female gaoler instruction you to lie on it, you get up onto the cold metal aerofoil which is a bit smaller in sizing than a individual bed. You feel your articulatio radiocarpea being secured to the incline, your ankles lifted up and bedcover as they are secured into rigid hangers and a screen flexure fitted.

Scared of what is going to pass off, person swabs the side of your wind then something hard semi inserted, a gimcrack pawl and a discriminating pain tells 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 swab your pussy, you scream"No"and embark on to skin but immediately receive another agonising electric shock, you hold still as they pierce your clit hood the pain is so vivid ! The piercing is a ring with a dangling Pyrus communis that would be rubbing your clit if you were wearing nickers.

Without warning your gaoler snatch you by the pilus and puff you to the big sunken bath and pushes you in. The water is scalding hot, the jailor pulls you to the other end where it is shallower and pulls you up to stand then the gaoler payoff to wash and scrub you all over. Your prison guard then leads you to a metal gurney, she commands you to get onto it and secures you on your back with your legs in stirrup iron. The gaoler then takes great joy waxing and ripping out your hairy unkempt bush until you are totally smooth then she full your arms and legs so the only hair left is on your head, when she has finished, she releases the constraint puts a jug of Orange coloured fluid and a glass on the table and orders you to tope it all.

one-half way through the jug you need to pooh, you go to the toilet beside the shower, there is no privacy, your screw sitting reading a clip watches you. You get to the toilet just in metre and explode. Your gaoler brings the jug and glass to you and tells you to persist on the can. You continue drinking, every few minutes your intestine evacuate as the fluid does its work. With an audible suspiration of alleviation, you finish the jug of fluid but your prison guard immediately hands you another and commands you to save drinking. By the time you finish drinking the second jug there is just fluid coming out of your butt. Your jailer leaves you sitting on the toilet until you appear to have run dry. She tells you to put on a twosome of crisp pants that she hands you then takes you to a side room which has a wooden judiciary as a bed, the door finale, you hear the doorway lock chamber and the igniter goes out leaving you in complete blackness.

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

You wake up feeling Sir Thomas More refreshed but starving, your tummy look so empty then you realise the nappy pants you are wearing are soaked and experience lowering, the room is still black but after a short time you are blinded by the vivid light being switched on and hear the door being unlocked.

Your gaoler orders you out and tells you to sit on the surd stainless-steel chairperson, she seems oblivious to your soaked nappy pants hanging down, you start to tell her you need to interchange and shower but the tone she gives you shuts you up and you do as your told sitting in the affectionate wet frizzly pants. Your gaoler then hands you another jug of the orange fluid and commands you to drink. Very quickly it starts to ingest gist and you rush to the sewer relieved at the opportunity to withdraw the diaper pants, you sit down and are amazed small lumps of pooh still explode out of your arse. Still sitting on the loo, you finish the jug, what comes out is now just acquit orange fluid. An 60 minutes after finishing the jug, you appear to have stopped dribbling fluid out of your tail end, your gaoler purchase order you to piece up the nappy knickers and wring them out down the toilet then put them in the bin.

You gaoler tells you to get on the stainless-steel table and rescript you to lay on your entrust side and to bring your knee up to your boob. You feel insensate lube on your anchor ring then a spout inserted and what feels like gallons of warm water flowing deep inside you until it starts to become painful, she stops, pulls out the nozzle and forces a well-oiled plug in your stiff Virgin behind causing more pain, she tells you to lay still. The irritation step-up but finally after twenty moment or so your turnkey tells you to fend in the shower carrel and slay the cud. You do as your told and are relieved by the twinkling relief as the water system squirts out of you, completely houseclean with just a slight soupcon from the fluid you had been drinking, when you feel like you have finished you go to step out of the shower but your jailer Tell you to stay, she has obviously done this before as over the next one-half hour your keister continues to squirt uninfected water.

When your very butch gaoler is live up to, you have finished draining, she orders you into the bathing tub which is just as scalding hot as the premature day.

Your gaoler leaves you to sop for half an time of day or so then comes over and washes you thoroughly including your tits, tooshie and kitty-cat which she takes great pleasure in probing non to gently with her fingers. When she has finished, she dries you off then takes you to the hairsbreadth cutting station. Your gaoler has many endowment and over the next time of day or so transforms your hair's-breadth then washes it applying sweet-smelling smell oils before drying it, then she takes you to one of the discussion table and applies fragrant oils to your unanimous body clearly enjoying herself as she massages the petroleum into your breasts making your perforate nipples as pert as electric organ stops at which point, she tweaks them with a dissimilar oil that makes them glow and swell. She massages another oil deep into your cunt which makes you so wet and puts a warmness deep inside you before turning you over and injecting more warming oil colour into your arse which you can finger relaxing your tight ring.

When she is finished, she takes you to the physical composition post and proceeds to make up your side, when she has finished, she stands back and says"Good you look like a Pharaoh working girl I think you will hap ”, you feel your pussy get wet and your arse relax as you look at the ikon of the beautiful slut in the mirror, the fleshy war paint and eye liner has been perfectly applied with vivid red lipstick enhanced by liner. Your gaoler then bolts novel shiny steel manacles onto your neck, shank, wrists and ankles then she goes to a phone on the rampart, you can hear her say that she had finished. A short fourth dimension later the door opened and a handsome dark-skinned man in a fine three-piece cause enters. In his well-spoken fashion, he tells you to stand then take the air all around you and finally congratulates your gaoler on a dependable job before leaving again.

A few minutes later to prominent men in overalls enter, they draw back some drape and expose a political program with a metal gantry on it. Your screw commands you to get on the gantry and very quickly your carpus, waist and ankle manacles are secured to the frame leaving you unable to move and are then left alone for what seems like an eternity. With goose egg else to do you examine the gantry which is made of surgical incision so that different parts can make a motion and it appears to own some build of mechanism which you presume is what moves the assorted sections.

After some while the two men and your turnkey paying back, the men are now dressed in suits, your turnkey is in just the Lapp State as before, butch, greasy, with too often facial nerve hair and pungent body odour as if she hadn't washed in Clarence Day. Between the three of them they thread chains through the tintinnabulation in your clit toughie and pap, through a ring on the neck manacle then they clip all three onto a small-arm of matt metallic element, you wince as they lift the chains and earn the other death of the chains are connected to heavy system of weights. One of the men holds the flat slice of alloy up and clips on the disembarrass ends of the irons. The chains are then connected to your mammilla and clit pack where they pass through them, your gaoler commands you to afford your mouthpiece and the flat composition of metal is put in across the width of your mouth. Your gaoler is smirking as she informs you to transfix the metal with your mouth or the weights will dangle 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 room, the platform jar as it starts to move, you look assail and see one of the men has a control and the weapons platform must be on bicycle as it starts to affect towards a big set of double doors, the other man opens the doors and you hear the sound 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 stage with an audience seated right up to its border in what looks like a very low dramatic art with a couple of dozen mass seated. The weapons platform stops substance microscope stage with a spotlight on you, you are petrified but can find your puss dripping down your inner thighs.

The man who had inspected you when the screw had first finished preparing you walked onto the phase with a microphone and addresses the crowd.

"Members welcome to this evening, tonight we have taken a champaign wallflower and converted her into an orchidaceous plant of a slut, as you can see she is so groovy her legs are glistening in the lights with her necta flow with anticipation, let us hope she does not drop those weights ! Without further ado let her tormentor begin they're charming"

trine enormous men in pelt tight satin kit and leather hoods enter the degree and bow to the audience, all the luminousness go out except the glare fixed firmly on you. Without warning you hear a fissure and searing pain across your back but remember just in time not to let the metal decline from your lip stopping you from screaming. You can feel the heat of the wale from the party whip but before you can reclaim one of the men hits your left tit with a riding harvest, your cunt green out your nectar at the painfulness and the masses cheering. Then something house and monotone striking your rectify cheek moments before the riding craw hits your right tit then the whip lashes your back and then your impart buttock is assaulted. The man with the harvest runs it up the inside of your second joint then holds it in the fleck light for the audience to see your cunt juice dripping from it and sparkling in the secure light which draws crude oil shouts from the audience.

The three men then continue the assault on your naked exposed body with members of the interview starting to holler out where to hit you next, the uncollectible is when the riding crop whistles up and hits your snatch 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 assaults despite the bout flowing down your facial expression. Occasionally the end of the whip coil polish up your soundbox and finds your nipple, it feels like it must have ripped it off but there is nothing you can do but give tongue to throat screams, keeping your tooth tightly clamped on the composition of alloy supporting the weights making your jaw ache so badly.

Your back feels raw from so many whippings, your tits and twat are so spite yet you are so enkindle the pain just seems to make you more excited. The rape stops as suddenly as it began and one of the men who had bolted you to the gantry removes the weights, the chains and the mouth piece.

The three men then stand in front of you facing the audience and rip of their one-piece satin suit, there are cheer from the men and pant from the women in the interview. You can see from behind that the men are very toned and are wearing leather body harnesses.

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

Your head is pulled back making the manacle hurt the back of your neck and sense even plastered to breath. You find yourself staring at the end of the liberal hardest putz you have ever seen, the slant of your head has opened your oral fissure and the man doesn't hesitate to force the mammoth rooster deep into your throat ignoring your muffled cries and gagging he just keeps pushing deeper and deeper. You can experience his thick slam pressing your pulp against the metal throat manacle he is so thick. Then you feel a putz at the ingress to your wet twat, it pushes in and as wet as you are you feel like he will rip you apart, even once his massive head is through the opening night he fills you to stretching decimal point with his shaft as you choke and gag on the cock in your throat. Once they have both forced their tool fully in, they start to fuck you from both ends, you think you're going to die, ineffectual to breath and retching up fatheaded dribble which escapes round the shaft stretching your jaw but at least lubricating its passageway as he fucks your throat relentlessly. You can barely hear the cheering crowd over the buffeting in your foreland due to the want of breathing time. Your entirely soundbox is racked in an orgasm on the cock in your puss as you squirt over the man fucking you, you cum so violently the handcuff securing you to the frame cut into you painfully grating on bone making you cum even harder. The man in your pharynx energy so deep your nose and grimace are pushing on his balls coating you in your own duncish strings of drool.

You feel the third man easiness himself onto the weapons platform beneath you then feel his whale rooster at the entree to your virgin arse, relaxed by whatever the gaoler had put in it. The gantry lowers further then the man thrusts up ramming his cock through your tight ring making you scream on the turncock in your throat and jet over the man fucking your bitch which event in both of the standing men slapping your tits hard. The tool in your arse is stretching your colon inside you with its girth and its distance is so atrocious when he pushes fully home. The bell end stretching you deep inside, its painful but such a unearthly sensation that you have never felt before.

Despite the pound in your head, you can hear the scoffing crew. The two suited men controlling the gantry come in from either side then bind each of your big tits tightly with roofy making your tits swell and turn purple, your nipple swelling and standing out even further. The roofy on your breast are so tight your teat go numb as the three men in harnesses move around so they each fuck each of your three fuck holes.

The onlooking cheering crew should shame you but despite how ashamed you are the push routine you on so a lot, something you can not understand, normally so shy the three men are doing things to you that previously you thought were disgusting.

You feel the one in your stern well even further as the man roars and pumps an unreasonable quantity of hot cum even deeper into your bowels, this triggers the other two off who both cum together, you can feel the cum in your beat-up bitch seeping out round the seal of your pussy on his turncock. The one in your throat come 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 pull out, they move to the front of the stage and bow to the hearing before leaving the stage.

You hear the compere ask the consultation if they enjoyed the show which clearly, they did from the shouting but a cold shiver runs down your spine as you hear the compere with the microphone"So now she has been prepared and can't be damaged who wants to receive some fun with this Orchid slovenly woman ?"you can learn the sound of people getting up, the sound of zippers and other sounds as people hurry to undress. The first person onto the leg is a woman who walks over and flashy enough for all to learn says"So you little slut you want my husband's hammer do you"then spit in your boldness to much cheering, she then squats on your face and says"Show me your worthy of his prick eat my prat"you have no idea why but you can sense yourself dripping and readily elevate your nous and start licking the charwoman's arse which is sweaty from where she'd been sitting watching the show and had clearly got quite charge and pungent. As your trying to get your clapper through her sozzled crinkly tintinnabulation you feel the first cock push deep in your cunt wet from your cum and the cum of the Brobdingnagian man who had filled you. A hand grips your pharynx almost choking you and forces your face harder against the womanhood's arse, you feel someone putting fingers in your stretched arse you hear a man shout out"fuck it's such a quag bitch"he roughly shoves another fat finger in then another, it's starting to offend but look so good as he then pushes backbreaking and his whole hand disappears inside your arse,"Fucking blaze my whole hands in, the last time my clenched fist got secretive to entering something was when I won the sound exercising weight patronage but that was his mouth !"The man then starts pumping his huge fist in your seat making your whole body move, the man fucking your cunt semen so quickly and says to the man in your behind"The sensation of your paw 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 fuck it first"You feel the man pull his fist out of your arse, you feel the void and starve it to be filled, you can't believe your own thoughts. You don't have to waitress more than a couple of seconds as the bagger rams his prick in and starts fucking your aching arse. A man pushes the woman sitting on your facial expression so she is laying back and starts fucking her while you eat her keister and another man starts fucking your kitty, he's big but compared to the others he feels loose in you as he fucks you. The woman come on the man's shaft and her cum dripping down over your face and hair, but it does the caper for the man fucking her as he tells her to stand then he shoots his hot lading all over your side, the woman quickly shit and microscope slide around on his cum then order you to lick it off her, when your finished she stands, holds your mouth open and spits down your pharynx then walks away. As soon as she leaves a prick is quickly pushed down your pharynx and starts fucking you with relish.

A man starts slapping your tits with one hand while wanking himself with the former until he shoots strings of cum over your purple puff up boob then tugs your nipple rings before saying to no one in particular"I'll shag it once it's got a soundly load of cum in it ”.

A bridge player grips her throat tightly and you hear him say"whoreson man I can feel your stopcock in its throat ”, the man fucking your face says"suitcase it tighter it feels great"the world-class man responds squeezing your pharynx tightly against the rigid rooster lodged deeply in your throat, it works, the man pulls out and sprays his semen over your human face and chest including over the handwriting of the man gripping your throat, he releases and tells you to lap his hired hand clean and jerk, you don't respond and several script start slapping your face, tits and body telling you to do as your told. You comply, the massive hand tastes funny and you realise it's the hand that fisted your rear end, it's huge and the thought of it being in your butt makes you cum just as another man was about to start eating your pussy, your pip-squeak goes in his center and he starts beating your body calling you an inconsiderate cunt.

So many tool fuck you, your expression and hair are covered in your wooden-headed drool, spit and cum your twat and hindquarters ache and are permanently wet with cum dribbling out of them, despite being numb your mamilla ache from being slapped so intemperately. Eventually the screw's subside as the consultation suffer interest and wander over to the bar.

The compere gets on the microphone"phallus please enjoy a couple of drinks while you recover then we need to scavenge the orchid Slut and absent the ski binding from her titmouse"“ In the meantime we will provide a presentation of our deluxe fucking political machine which some of you may finger would be a good accession to your rumpus room, delight feel disembarrass to experiment with the controls ”. He has barely finished talking and you feel a massive dildo being inserted into your arse and another into your kitty then pushed in recondite. When turned on the two study in harmony as one goes in one comes out but with such forcefulness and so fast you can't help but screeching but quickly your screams become moan of pleasure as your use up body is racked by permanent orgasms.

Your moan attract an interview and then people start playing with the command, speeding up slowing down, reducing and increasing the length of the stroke, changing the pattern so they both go in and out together. Then one asked"What does this red release and the dial do"The emcee response"closet it and chance out ”. You scream as an electric automobile guesswork jolt your organic structure, the penis roar with laughter and start pressing the button, then one plays with the dial and all you feel is a shiver, a woman then turns it fully the other way then presses the button. The jolt is so wicked your whole body goes set, you open your mouth to scream but goose egg comes out. The cleaning woman laughs and you hear her say"Now that's far more fun"she then presses and holds the release, the pain is so vivid, everything goes melanise and Andrew Dickson White spots appear before your eyes and your spike fill with whiten dissonance. You are aware of loud cry then go unconscious mind. As you recover you realise the shouting wasn't for you but for one of the phallus who had leant against the metallic element gantry and had also received a stupor, sufficient for him to collapse on the floor. The auto is switched off and the compere announces"To obviate any former penis being hurt we will remove the auto so you can continue using the Orchid Slut"The bunch are now less enthusiastic but still keen and unlike you, had clearly recovered as you can see many feature intemperately dick. A womanhood spits on you and makes some comment you can't hear but then everybody seems to bring together in spitting on your trunk and look, respective pull your sass open and saliva in your mouth, others spit on your pussy and one holds your center give and dribbles spit into them.

In your semi-conscious nation, you feel tugging on your tits and suddenly the binding Mexican valium are removed, the sudden boot of blood hurt so much you scream out but are quickly muffled by a prick being jammed down your throat as others start laughing and slapping your tit so grueling no one knows if the snag streaming from your eyes are from painful sensation or by choking on the cock in your throat.

You feel a cock enter your fundament it feels so painfully stretched the man starts to have intercourse you then stops and holds in late then you feel the hot stream as he empties his bladder deep in your bowels and line-shooting to the crowd about what he's doing, the man in your pharynx pulls out then stands waiting then calls out"Someone hold its backtalk open"immediately a volition pair of hands force your sassing open and pinches your nuzzle just as the man starts to pee aiming straight in your backtalk, you let it over flow and are immediately slapped hard around the face and told to swallow, you know you have to comply, then you feel person pissing on your tits just as the man in your pussy ejaculate quickly followed by a potent jet of hot pee deep in your slit. more than join in peeing all over you, the worst is on your face it stings in your eyes so much, your haircloth is soaked. Eventually the members wander back to the bar laughing and make crude comments about you, leaving you dripping with make water and spit with it draining from your pussy and arse.

The weapons platform begins to displace and you are wheeled back into the cookery room, the frame rotates and you are released from the gantry and dragged to the metal chair. Your prison guard passes you a drink which you drink down quickly, the room 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 divulge you are in a bus plosive speech sound. It's dark 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 thought made your pussy wet and gave you butterfly stroke in your stomach.

It's late but there is still traffic on the roads, no sign of anything to brood yourself with and no sign of a cab anywhere. You try to swag down a car but they swerve round you sounding their motor horn. You hear the beat of music and see a bar, you need help and it's your simply option. You make your way to the incoming and agitate the threshold unfold to find the bar is crowded with heavy medicine blaring out. You start to make your way to bar to get help, at low gear no one notices you then you hear a wolf whistle your heart cesspool but your puss starts to dribble but that will be another story… .