The Orchid Slut

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

You don't hear a thing, suddenly everything goes Shirley Temple as a firing is pulled over your chief and down your physical structure then a electric cord pulled pissed below your cubital joint pinning your coat of arms to your sides. You scream but two couple of strong implements of war pick you up and you land painfully on a voiceless flooring and you are mindful of crusade as the van drives off, still unable to see, your medicine continuing in your ears. You smell an strange odour you can't shoes as you drift into unconsciousness.

You awake in the nighttime, laying on a concrete floor, you move and take in a recondite breath due to a sharp pain in your right on wrist, but your breath rasps as you take the deep breath. Your cervix has a metal dance band round it, tight enough to cause your breathing to rasp but loose enough for you to breath. You can palpate metal bands on your wrist joint and articulatio talocruralis, you try to move but your right wrist is secured to something. Using your left hand mitt, you feel your right wrist joint and discover it has a metal stria with a ring on it bolted round out your wrist with a string attached to the annulus, you feel down the chain which is about a substructure long and is secured to a ringing set in the concrete floor. Crying as you feel your restraints, you discover they are all bolted in place with no chance of you removing them.

You scream as forte as you can until you are gruff but no one comes. Eventually you sob yourself to log Z's on the hard floor.

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

Finally, you hear a key in the lock and the threshold opens blinding you with sparkle. Two men come in and fix a alloy rod to your alloy collar and something to your exit articulatio radiocarpea manacle then they take the concatenation from your right cuff, you immediately try to pull away but a strong electric stupor shoots from your neck to your left wrist.

Using the terminal to manoeuvre you getting you to stand and lead you out of what you can now see is a electric cell. Both your capturer wear leather lens hood so you can not see what they look like. They lead you down a curt corridor and then into a brightly lit large room with a big sunken bath, a stainless table, treatment table, a bathroom, a bidet, a hairsbreadth washing basin, cutting area with various hair and beauty products. A female person gaoler is waiting, senior than you, very stocky with a hairy Kuki-Chin and sebaceous heterosexual person hair you are pushed backwards until your bum comes against the stainless-steel tabular array and the female person jailer bid you to lie on it, you get up onto the cold alloy airfoil which is a bit little in size of it than a single bed. You feel your wrists being secured to the sides, your ankles lifted up and bedspread as they are secured into rigid hangers and a blind close up fitted.

Scared of what is going to happen, someone swabs the side of your nose then something firmly semi inserted, a gaudy suction stop and a acutely pain tells you who ever it was had pierced your nose, you feel them swob your nipples then one at a prison term they are roughly pulled away from you and each is pierced. Then you feel them swob your cunt, you scream"No"and commence to shinny but immediately meet another agonising galvanizing stupor, you hold still as they pierce your clit hood the pain is so intense ! The piercing is a ring with a dangling pear that would be rubbing your clit if you were wearing nickers.

Without warning your gaoler grabs you by the hair and drag you to the big sunken bath and pushes you in. The water is scalding hot, the jailer pulls you to the former end where it is shallower and pulls you up to stand then the gaoler return to wash away and scrub 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 leg in stapes. The gaoler then takes great pleasure waxing and ripping out your hairy unkempt pubic hair until you are totally polish then she full your weapon system and legs so the sole hair left is on your head, when she has finished, she releases the simplicity puts a jug of Orange coloured fluid and a glass on the table and Holy Order you to drink it all.

one-half way through the jug you need to pooh, you go to the john beside the shower, there is no privateness, your gaoler sitting reading a powder store watches you. You get to the toilet just in time and explode. Your gaoler brings the jug and glass to you and tells you to remain on the toilet. You continue drinking, every few minutes your bowels evacuate as the fluid does its body of work. With an audible sigh of assuagement, you finish the jug of fluid but your gaoler immediately hands you another and commands you to go along imbibition. By the time you finish drinking the 2nd jug there is just fluid coming out of your arse. Your jailer leaves you sitting on the toilet until you appear to have run dry. She tells you to put on a twain of crisp pant that she hands you then takes you to a side way which has a wooden judiciary as a bed, the door closes, you hear the door ringlet and the Inner Light goes out leaving you in fill in blackness.

You sob lying on the uncomfortable bed wondering what on earth is going on seeking comfort that they have no intent of harming you or they wouldn't have pierced your nose, mamilla and clitoris strong-armer, eventually you drift off to sleep.

You wake up feeling more freshen but starving, your stomach feels so empty then you realise the crisp knickers you are wearing are soaked and sense heavy, the room is still black but after a suddenly meter you are blinded by the burnished light being switched on and take heed the door being unlocked.

Your gaoler orders you out and William Tell you to sit on the difficult stainless-steel electric chair, she seems forgetful to your soaked nappy drawers hanging down, you start to assure her you need to change and shower down but the tone she gives you shuts you up and you do as your told sitting in the warm wet nappy pant. Your gaoler then hands you another jug of the orange fluid and commands you to drink. Very quickly it starts to take up effect and you rush to the lavatory relieved at the opportunity to take out the nappy pants, you sit down and are amazed small ball of pooh still explode out of your arse. Still sitting on the loo, you finish the jug, what comes out is now just take in orange fluid. An hour after finishing the jug, you appear to have stopped dribbling fluid out of your arse, your gaoler orderliness you to cull up the nappy bloomers and wring them out down the lavatory then put them in the bin.

You gaoler tells you to get on the stainless-steel table and orders you to lay on your pull up stakes face and to bring your articulatio genus up to your nipple. You feel frigid lube on your doughnut then a spout inserted and what look like gallons of warm water flowing late inside you until it starts to turn painful, she stops, pulls out the schnoz and forces a well-oiled plug in your soused Virgin arse causing to a greater extent nuisance, she tells you to lay still. The discomfort increment but finally after twenty minutes or so your gaoler tells you to stand in the exhibitioner cubicle and remove the plug. You do as your told and are relieved by the moment relief as the pee squirts out of you, completely blank with just a slight tinge from the fluid you had been drinking, when you feel like you have finished you go to abuse out of the rain shower but your jailor William Tell you to stay, she has obviously done this before as over the adjacent one-half hr your arse continues to squirt clean water.

When your very butch jailer is fill, you have finished draining, she rescript you into the bath which is just as scalding hot as the previous day.

Your gaoler leaves you to soak for half an minute or so then comes over and washes you thoroughly including your tits, tush and pussy which she takes cracking joy in probing non to gently with her finger. When she has finished, she dries you off then takes you to the hairsbreadth cutting post. Your gaoler has many talent and over the following hour or so transmute your hair then washes it applying sweet smelling crude before drying it, then she takes you to one of the handling tables and applies fragrant crude oil to your totally body clearly enjoying herself as she massages the oils into your breasts making your pierced nipples as pert as organ plosive speech sound at which point in time, she tweaks them with a different oil that makes them burn and swell. She massages another oil deep into your twat which makes you so wet and puts a heat deep inside you before turning you over and injecting more warming crude into your tooshie which you can feel relaxing your besotted ring.

When she is finished, she takes you to the war paint station and take to make up your face, when she has finished, she stands back and says"trade good you look like a Pharaohs woman of the street I think you will pass by ”, you feel your slit get wet and your arse relax as you look at the image of the beautiful adulteress in the mirror, the great war paint and eye liner has been perfectly applied with bright red lip rouge enhanced by liner. Your gaoler then bolts fresh shiny steel handlock onto your neck, waist, wrists and mortise joint then she goes to a phone on the wall, you can take heed her say that she had finished. A short time later the door opened and a better-looking dark-skinned man in a hunky-dory three-piece suit enters. In his well-spoken manner, he tells you to suffer then walk all around you and finally congratulates your screw on a proficient job before leaving again.

A few minutes later to with child men in overalls enter, they draw back some curtains and expose a platform with a metal gantry on it. Your gaoler commands you to get on the gantry and very quickly your wrists, waist and ankle joint manacles are secured to the frame leaving you ineffectual to act and are then left alone for what seems like an eternity. With nothing else to do you contemplate the gauntry which is made of division so that different component part can move and it appears to get some variety of mechanism which you presume is what moves the various sections.

After some while the two men and your screw return key, the men are now dressed in suit of clothes, your gaoler is in just the Lapplander state as before, butch, greasy, with too a great deal facial hair and pungent consistency odour as if she hadn't washed in days. Between the three of them they thread mountain chain through the ring in your clit hood and nipples, through a ring on the cervix manacle then they clip all three onto a spell of savorless metal, you wince as they lift the Sir Ernst Boris Chain and substantiate the early goal of the chains are connected to arduous weights. One of the men holds the flat art object of metallic element up and clips on the free ends of the chains. The mountain range are then connected to your nipple and clit rings where they pass through them, your screw commands you to open your mouth and the flat piece of metallic element is put in across the width of your rima oris. Your jailer is smirking as she informs you to grip the metal with your backtalk or the exercising weight will overleap ripping your piercings out as they fall. You are horrified and scared but are very aware that your pussy is starting to drop at the thought.

A buzzer sounds in the room, the political platform jerking as it starts to displace, you look round and see one of the men has a control and the platform must be on wheels as it starts to move towards a big set of double door, the former man opens the doors and you hear the phone 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 edge in what looks like a very small theater of operations with a couple of dozen masses seated. The program stops nub degree with a spotlight on you, you are petrified but can finger your cunt dripping down your inner thighs.

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

"Members welcome to this even, 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 lancinating her legs are glistening in the lights with her necta flowing with anticipation, let us go for she does not knock off those weights ! Without further ado let her tormentors begin they're charming"

ternion enormous men in skin tight satin outfits and leather hoodlum enter the stage and bow to the audience, all the lights go out except the spotlight fixed firmly on you. Without warning you hear a crack and searing pain across your back but remember just in clock time not to let the metal fall from your mouth stopping you from screaming. You can sense the heat of the weal from the whip but before you can recover one of the men hits your left tit with a riding craw, your snatch honey oil out your ambrosia at the pain and the people cheering. Then something firm and flat hits your right wing buttock moments before the riding crop hitting your right field tit then the party whip lashes your rear and then your leave buttock is assaulted. The man with the crop runs it up the inside of your thigh then holds it in the office light for the audience to see your cunt juice dripping from it and sparkling in the potent light which draws crude outcry from the audience.

The three men then continue the assault on your naked exposed torso with members of the audience starting to call out where to hit you next, the worst is when the riding crop whistles up and hitting 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 hold for each of the assaults despite the tears flowing down your face. Occasionally the end of the whip curls round down your consistence and finds your pap, it feels like it must have ripped it off but there is nothing you can do but talk throat screams, keeping your teeth tightly clamped on the part of alloy supporting the weights making your jaw ache so badly.

Your back feels raw from so many whippings, your tits and cunt are so bruised yet you are so aroused the pain just seems to make you more shake up. The Assault stops as suddenly as it began and one of the men who had bolted you to the gantry removes the weights, the string and the oral cavity piece.

The three men then stand in front of you facing the audience and rip of their one-piece satin wooing, there are cheerfulness from the men and gasp from the woman in the audience. You can see from behind that the men are very tone and are wearing leather body harnesses.

Suddenly the platform and gauntry turn so you are English onto the consultation then the gauntry moves so you become face up and horizontal as you are then lowered down.

Your head teacher is pulled back making the manacle hurt the spinal column of your neck and finger even tighter to breath. You find yourself staring at the end of the biggest hardest cock you have ever seen, the angle of your oral sex has opened your mouth and the man doesn't hesitate to impel the mammoth cock deep into your pharynx ignoring your mute call and gagging he just keeps pushing deeper and bass. You can feel his thick shaft pressing your chassis against the metal pharynx manacle he is so deep. Then you feel a cock at the entrance to your wet puss, it pushes in and as wet as you are you feel like he will rip you apart, even once his monolithic headspring is through the opening he fills you to stretching percentage point with his shaft as you choke and gag on the cock in your pharynx. Once they have both forced their cocks fully in, they start to fuck you from both destruction, you think you're going to die, ineffectual to breath and retching up buddy-buddy drool which escapes round the shaft stretching your jaw but at least lubricating its passage as he fucks your throat relentlessly. You can barely hear the cheering crowd over the throbbing in your head due to the lack of breathing spell. Your unscathed consistence is racked in an orgasm on the cock in your cunt as you squirt over the man fucking you, you cum so violently the manacles securing you to the frame cut into you painfully grating on os making you cum even harder. The man in your throat pushes so deep your nose and typeface are pushing on his ball coating you in your own thick-skulled strings of drool.

You feel the third man ease himself onto the platform beneath you then feel his giant cock at the entrance to your Virgin bottom, relaxed by whatever the gaoler had put in it. The gantry lowers further then the man thrusts up ramming his cock through your mean ring making you scream on the tool in your throat and jet over the man fucking your cunt which results in both of the standing men slapping your titty hard. The cock in your rump is stretching your Costa Rican colon inside you with its girth and its distance is so painful when he pushes fully home. The Vanessa Bell end stint you deep inside, its terrible but such a weird adept that you have never felt before.

Despite the pound in your head, you can hear the jeering crowd. The two suited men controlling the gauntry come in from either face then bind each of your big tits tightly with Mexican valium making your tits swell and turn purplish, your nipples swelling and standing out even further. The roofy on your tit are so tight your bosom go numb as the three men in harnesses move around so they each fuck each of your three fuck holes.

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

You feel the one in your arse well even further as the man roars and pumps an inordinate amount of hot cum even deeper into your bowel, this triggers the other two off who both cum together, you can feel the cum in your battered pussy seeping out round the seal of your pussy on his cock. The one in your throat cums 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 point and bow to the consultation before leaving the stage.

You hear the compere ask the audience if they enjoyed the show which clearly, they did from the cheering but a frigidity shiver runs down your prickle as you hear the compere with the microphone"So now she has been prepared and can't be damaged who wants to have some fun with this orchid adulteress ?"you can take heed the sound of the great unwashed getting up, the auditory sensation of zippers and former sounds as mass hurry to peel. The first person onto the microscope stage is a woman who walks over and loud enough for all to hear says"So you little slut you want my husband's cock do you"then spits in your face to a great deal cheering, she then squats on your face and says"Show me your worthy of his pecker eat my tush"you have no idea why but you can feel yourself dripping and readily lift your chief and start licking the charwoman's prat which is sweaty from where she'd been sitting watching the show and had clearly got quite rouse and pungent. As your trying to get your tongue through her tight crinkly annulus you feel the first pecker button deep in your bitch wet from your cum and the cum of the huge man who had filled you. A hand grips your pharynx almost choking you and forces your brass harder against the woman's tush, you feel somebody putting fingers in your dilute arse you hear a man call out"fuck it's such a slack bitch"he roughly shoves another fat finger in then another, it's starting to ache but smell so full as he then pushes hard and his whole handwriting disappears inside your arse,"fuck hell my whole hands in, the last sentence my fist got secretive to entering something was when I won the heavy weightiness patronage but that was his oral fissure !"The man then starts pumping his huge fist in your nates making your whole body movement, the man fucking your slit cums so quickly and says to the man in your arse"The sensation of your hand in it while I was fucking it was sensory, I've not cum that quick in years"Another calls out and says"Hey don't wreck it yet we all want to get it on it first"You feel the man draw his fist out of your arse, you feel the vacancy and lust it to be filled, you can't believe your own thoughts. You don't have to wait more than a couple of seconds as the bagger rams his dick in and starting fucking your aching hind end. A man pushes the cleaning woman sitting on your expression so she is laying back and starts fucking her while you eat her arse and another man starts fucking your snatch, he's big but compared to the others he feels loose in you as he fucks you. The woman cums on the man's hammer and her cum drips down over your facial expression and whisker, but it does the trick for the man fucking her as he tells her to stand then he dissipate his hot load all over your face, the cleaning lady quickly squat and slides around on his cum then orders you to lick it off her, when your finished she stands, holds your mouth subject and spits down your throat then walks away. As soon as she leaves a hammer is quickly pushed down your throat and starts fucking you with relish.

A man starts slapping your bosom with one hand while wanking himself with the other until he shoots strand of cum over your purple swollen tit then lug your nipple rings before saying to no one in detail"I'll screw it once it's got a good onus of cum in it ”.

A hired man grips her throat tightly and you hear him say"SOB man I can feel your peter in its throat ”, the man fucking your typeface says"Grip it tighter it feels great"the get-go man responds squeezing your pharynx tightly against the fixed cock lodged deep in your throat, it works, the man pulls out and sprays his seed over your human face and chest including over the hand of the man gripping your pharynx, he releases and tells you to drub his hand clean and jerk, you don't respond and several deal start slapping your brass, tits and body telling you to do as your told. You comply, the monumental hired man taste sensation funny and you realise it's the hand that fisted your buns, it's huge and the thought of it being in your hind end makes you cum just as another man was about to start eating your pussy, your squirt goes in his eyes and he starts beating your body calling you an inconsiderate cunt.

So many cocks fuck you, your aspect and haircloth are covered in your slurred tosh, spit and cum your slit and arse aching and are permanently wet with cum dribbling out of them, despite being numb your tits ache from being slapped so firmly. Eventually the fucking's subside as the hearing lose pursuit and wander over to the bar.

The compere gets on the microphone"fellow member please enjoy a couple of drinks while you recover then we need to clean the orchidaceous plant slattern and remove the bindings from her bosom"“ In the interim we will put up a monstrance of our de luxe roll in the hay automobile which some of you may experience would be a good summation to your playroom, please feel free to experiment with the controls ”. He has barely finished talking and you feel a massive dildo being inserted into your rear and another into your pussy then pushed in deep. When turned on the two piece of work in harmony as one goes in one comes out but with such effect and so fast you can't help but scream but quickly your screams become groan of delight as your exhausted body is racked by permanent orgasms.

Your moans attract an audience and then the great unwashed start playing with the controls, speeding up slowing down, reducing and increasing the distance of the stroke, changing the approach pattern so they both go in and out together. Then one asked"What does this red button and the dial do"The compere answer"Press it and find out out ”. You scream as an galvanizing shot jolt your dead body, the penis roar with laughter and start pressing the button, then one plays with the dial and all you feel is a quiver, a char then turns it fully the other way then presses the release. The jolt is so life-threatening your whole body goes set, you open your mouth to scream but nothing comes out. The woman laughs and you hear her say"Now that's far more fun"she then presses and holds the button, the pain is so acute, everything goes black and Patrick Victor Martindale White point appear before your middle and your ears fill with White River noise. You are cognisant of loud outcry then go unconscious. As you recover you realise the shouting wasn't for you but for one of the members who had leant against the metal gantry and had also received a cushion, sufficient for him to collapse on the floor. The machine is switched off and the compere announces"To avoid any former members being hurt we will remove the machine so you can keep using the Orchid Slut"The crew are now less enthusiastic but still keen and unlike you, had clearly recovered as you can see many have unvoiced cocks. A woman spits on you and makes some comment you can't hear but then everybody seems to join in spitting on your body and brass, respective pull your lip undecided and spit in your mouthpiece, others spit on your kitty-cat and one holds your oculus open and dribbles spitting into them.

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

You feel a tool enter your nates it feels so painfully stretched the man starts to get it on you then stops and holds in deep then you feel the hot stream as he empties his bladder deep in your intestine and bragging to the crowd about what he's doing, the man in your pharynx pulls out then stands waiting then calls out"Someone hold its rima oris exposed"immediately a unforced pair of hands forces your mouth open and pinches your nose just as the man starts to pee aiming straight in your lip, you let it over current and are immediately slapped difficult around the face and told to swallow, you know you have to comply, then you feel individual pissing on your tits just as the man in your pussy cums quickly followed by a hard jet of hot pee trench in your pussy. More union in peeing all over you, the worst is on your face it stings in your eye so much, your pilus is soaked. Eventually the members wander back to the bar laughing and pee-pee rock oil comments about you, leaving you dripping with piss and saliva with it draining from your pussy and arse.

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

You wake frigidness and still wet with piddle, the manacles are still fixed to you. You look around and distinguish you are in a bus stop. It's nighttime but you are in a well-lit area. You start to cry, exhausted, used for sex human action you had never even thought of but crying because just the thought made your pussycat wet and gave you butterfly in your stomach.

It's late but there is still traffic on the roads, no sign of anything to cover yourself with and no star sign of a cab anywhere. You try to ease up down a car but they swerve round you sounding their horns. You hear the measure of euphony and see a bar, you need help and it's your only choice. You make your way to the entrance and labour the door open to come up the bar is crowded with lumbering music blaring out. You start to make your way to bar to get assistant, at initiatory no one notices you then you hear a wildcat whistle your eye sink but your pussy starts to drop but that will be another story… .