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Desperate to cum now; as the stallion grew more urgent as his explosion was near, she reached for her slut-nips. Dr Jeckal and master wolf bastards never cease to stay fighting counterproductive spying on the ideas they would try to destroy but the ploy has failed so lets instead occupy ourselves with toys lets write the next saga waterlogged feelings and things feel like frogger bobbing and weaving in out of traffic this is fantastice hope i dont get my ass kicked Quackery and lip smackery is the factory of intensity and bring only the best out of you and me so let us both see where these and many other things will take thee Then I felt the cool hand of that traitorous doctor as it trailed over my brow and down the contours of my twisted face. Soldier boys go fight for us at night for us Dragons would have continued their flight Made of plastic and elastic but the bats had to refuel in Transylvania to light the trip fantastic You are my sweet candy the light is so bright o randy twin lovers of mine, Sandy and Mandy I ask thee, are you feeling lucky? I immediately had a terrible vision of some demented dentist drilling away as I screamed soundlessly, my tongue and vocal chords numbed. The visual effect of her tail swinging as her hips undulated, coupled with the myriad of colourful filth on her back and her now gleaming bald pate made a stirring sight indeed as the procession headed toward the stable block.

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As the beast plumbed on, the stallion lad gradually let out more and more rope until eight inches of the equine cock was embedded in her. DoctorG had advised that the human vagina could seldom cope with more that ten inches, so they kept it at eight for now-it was only her first best man, after all. Now getting right into the whole experience, she let the clitoral pleasure wash over her as she focussed on her first orgasm at the hands of her best men.

Just as she felt it close, she realised something was missing. She even felt an emptiness in her stomach where she had derived such unexpected pleasure at the hands of the pyloric dildo. Desperate to cum now; as the stallion grew more urgent as his explosion was near, she reached for her slut-nips. A good squeeze on each, especially the recently pierced one, would send her into titworld and give her what she craved….

Gasping with frustration, she tried to thrust back at the stallion cock, as she heard him whinny loudly and felt an explosion of heat as his scalding horse-jizz hosed down her cervix. Crying with frustration as her orgasm remained just out of reach, she felt the beast withdraw. A cascade of cum poured out into the receptacle beneath her as he withdrew- cum that she had enjoyed in her coffee and over her cereal before today.

She felt bereft-her equine best man had honoured her with the greatest of gifts and she had not had the courtesy to orgasm. She cried tears of frustration as the beast was led away. Their effect on her had been total-she was now so brainwashed that she could only cum when stimulated where she had been trained to respond! As her sobs abated, she realised that this was a sign that her training had worked-she had been fully rehabilitated anally, and her oral credentials were improving all the time- maybe they would still be proud of her, and she resolved to make the other 19 best men as happy as she was capable of, regardless of her own pleasure.

Thus the weekend went. She entertained three more that evening before requesting sleep. Each time she enjoyed strong clitoro-vaginal sensations, but could never quite get over that last hill and cum herself. As Ceebert removed her tail plug for her morning cleansing, she explained to him how she had felt during the couplings, and as he gave her the breast injections she was now addicted to, he soothed her fears, saying rather pointedly, that everything happened for a reason.

Was he trying to tell her something? Reassured, she took on ten stallions that day, her pussy getting looser and looser, and her orgasm staying just out of reach. As she woke on the Sunday, ready to entertain the final six, her sense of frustration was growing- she wanted to please her Masters, and therefore her best men; and she wanted approval from her viewing public, but she was a slut-she knew that now.

She was born to cum, and it was not doing her duty to fail to do so-her rehabilitation demanded that she cum as often as possible. She felt a plot forming. As the stallion lad greased her up for her first visitor of the morning, she asked him if she could try one in the ass. Maybe she could get off on this one? Thrusting back at his ten-inch thrusts, she got even closer, her clit throbbing fit to burst, but still not quite.

Each new stallion that was brought to her, she asked more urgently, and then begged the stallion lad to unplug her ass for him. Each time she was refused, and each time Teddy, Winston and Jay grinned wider. As she screamed her frustration as the nineteenth stallion emptied his mighty balls into her now cavernous pussy, and the load spilled into the ubiquitous collection vessel, they knew they were on a winner.

As webmaster Jay cut the webcam broadcast, and invited his members to pay an extra fee to witness the finale live, the fees poured in as the public knew they were about to witness something quite remarkable. Winston got on the intercom to the stallion lad and told him to take five and report to the studio. As the twentieth and final stallion was led in, it was not, unbeknown to the slut bride, one of the twenty she had met in the barn.

This was a non-thoroughbred that Teddy had brought in especially, just in case things panned out as they looked like they were about to. But he had never had ass, and subsequently no-one had ever taken his full length. He removed the elastic straps so that her cunt no longer was spread open, and unceremoniously unplugged her ass.

Gasping with relief that she was now properly available, she barely noticed him lubing her anus, as she panted and thrust her slut asshole at the horse, who was now ready and rearing in the crush. On a cue from Jay, the two muscle lads approached the sling with the whips they used to control the stallions if required.

As the stallion lad finally let the rope go and the cob was afforded no limit access to the heavenly anus, they started whipping her gourds underneath the sling, and Sarah, feeling titworld beckoning, thrust her hips against the cob and, with a scream took the full twenty inches of horse cock all the way into the very deepest part of her colon.

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Yet words cannot be spoken. He's going' to hell, and that's his route! One of the orderlies introduced my swollen backside to his heavy hand and the pain was intense coming right after Pincherton's gloved hand. I sobbed and kicked my legs like a little girl, which only made my spanking get harder and faster. This one was a real pro when it came to turning my bottom into a rainbow of colors and an ache that stayed with me for hours afterward.

Lois now took her turn and enjoyed pinching the more colorful bruises from the previous spankings, giving me a guided tour of how my multicolored bottom had changed. She used her bare palm to spank me and did a very good job of it, which I might have appreciated in my other life. Lois also was the only one who managed to spank my pouting pussy as well. That did more than smart after all the other mauling it had taken.

Finally the other orderly warmed my bottom and the backs of my legs with a steady rhythm and a heavy hand, making sure that I knew this was only a down payment of what I'd be getting after hours. You talk about timing; I had just been returned to my bed with fresh sheets and a warning that another episode would mean sleeping on the springs after my bottom had been turned to raw hamburger.

In less than a minute later the other nurse returned with her prize, announcing that one of the storerooms contained a double bag enema that she liberated. She got a mock round of applause and a long drawn out moan from yours truly. The two orderlies left with a promise to visit me this evening once they got off their shift. Pincherton decided that my pussy should be sewed shut prior to my enema.

I started to whimper after the first stitch was put into my still sensitive inner cunt lips. Lois laughed at my discomfort and asked if perhaps it might be better if they double stitched me. That received a quick approval and the nurse was instructed to do a very thorough job of it. I sobbed, pleaded, groaned and managed to squeeze a few tears from my stitched eye, to no avail.

The nurse seemed to take the approach that I was some type of criminal that should be punished in any way possible. I don't know how many times she went too deep with the needle or pulled the double strength filament up at an angle in hopes of tearing the tender flesh she was sewing shut.

I shuddered and sweat like a pig as she sewed that fleshy gate shut. Pincherton checked her work and pronounced it acceptable. I heaved a sigh of relief, but there still remained my outer cunt lips and they proved to be more of a challenge. They decided on a diamond pattern with two types of filament, a thick, heavy-duty thread on the outside and a smaller filament for the interior portion of my fat cunt lips.

I counted every hole they made just to stay busy and sane. Even so I made enough movement and noise to be gagged and my body strapped down so the region they were doing would remain stationary. The pain was bad to start and gradually, after they got careless, the level of pain grew more intense.

It would have been bad enough if they just started and worked until it was finished. Now after each grouping of stitches the doctors would evaluate them and in some cases have them redone, a process that was bloody and very painful. How strange to describe what I once loved as now something I feared. They on the other hand seemed to be dedicated to providing me with plenty of pain, rather than an efficient process.

I'm sure that Dr. Pincherton would never stand still for such shoddy work in his operating room, if a paying customer were on the table. In normal times I would have become excited by the change of plans for sealing my naughty cunt. Instead I blubbered and shook my head from side to side when my doctors informed the nurses that the heavier thread should be used to complete the job of making me impervious when it came to satisfying the needs of orderlies, nurses and other members of the hospital staff.

Bad enough to have to endure another round of pain, worse to imagine the anger that my unavailability would generate from those who planned to visit me during the night and early morning shifts. I began to wonder what type of punishment they would make me endure for not being cooperative.

All sorts of fond memories bubbled up to the surface. Nurses were so inventive. What kind of enemas would they use to bloat my intestines to their limit, all the while with my anal passageway securely closed with one of those nasty but nice butt plugs? I'm sure my bladder would be backfilled with caustic liquids that burned away the lining along with my super sensitive urethra.

Perhaps some hatpins or hypodermic needles would find those special nooks and crannies in a woman's body, making me scream soundlessly from the growing pain that soon would overwhelm my defenses and move me towards madness. My thoughts protected me from the pain associated with sewing my cunt shut, but not long enough.

The pain was excruciating, and my mind quickly suffered an overload from the burst of pain that now intruded into my consciousness. No one seemed to notice my agonies since all were focused on the nurse doing the suturing. She had to take rest breaks, which was bad for me. Lois filled the gap with her little tricks of the trade, using her fingernails to rake my big tits from top to base, leaving a trail of bleeding flesh behind them.

In my previous life I'd be begging her to go slower and deeper so I could squeeze every drop of pain from her activity. After a few up and down passes, she decided to turn me into a checkerboard, an odd-shaped one for sure, but her heart was in the right place. Pincherton let the cat out of the bag when he casually mentioned that nothing she could do would match what he was preparing once he got me back under the knife in his operating theater.

This time I'd be awake and able to experience every drop of high-octane pain that he could wring from me as he flayed my big tits. If I were still able to endure further pain, a double mastectomy would follow. I failed to understand his comment that this was the first giant step in my genesis. My mind was still trying to deal with the concept of having my big tits sliced off while I was still conscious.

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