If Penny's world had not already been shattered - and thousand times over at that - by the repeated brutality she'd been subjected to, Mudan's words would have made her utterly despair.
As it was, the bile rising in her throat at the terrifying revelation Nurse Taylor was coming to see her was swiftly conquered, not by any skill or self control on Penny's part, but by the simple fact her throat was tightly stuffed as she struggled to grind her nose against the mirror before her.
Mudan watched, grudgingly impressed with Penny's dedication, still smiling her devastatingly cruel smile. It didn't matter if Penny resisted the urge to scream simply at the mention of Taylor's attention - no doubt the head nurse would ensure there would be screams.
And in the meantime, she was happy to keep Penny motivated while her suffering sister strained and choked, her mouth impaled on the massive cock that so recently reamed her ass.
Mudan raised the crop and lashed viciously at Penny's stretched and swollen cunt, setting the hideous, rough rings jangling, and eliciting such a warbling screech of anguish from Penny's plugged and suffocating oesophagus, that beside her Beverley began weeping from terror.
Everyone in the training room was too preoccupied with their set tasks to notice Taylor's loud clicking heels enter the room and take in the scene in front of her. First she noticed the guards behind the mirror with their gangbang girl. Two were getting dressed, while one more was roughly pounding the helpless and exhausted girl down into the bed. Next, her eyes traced over to the bobbing head of who she knew to be Amy, struggling to deepthroat - and at the same time swallow - the sticky nutrients exploding out of the bitter tasting cock in sputters and spurts. Nurse Taylor couldn’t see Amy’s eyes as her head was poised directly on top of the cock, her long choked moans giving to tickelish squeals as one of the backpacker slaves rapidly rimmed her ass, expertly scooping out the fake cum from inside Amy. Licking her clean from the inside out.
Slowly pivoting her eyes more to the right, toward the cock training mirrors, she saw Penny’s eyes darting back and forth from the mirror to the doorway. Obviously catching a glimpse out of the corner of her eye, a shivering wave of terror or revulsion trembled down her body, visibly noticeable to any onlooker. Penny's heart had been racing with dread, her motions quickened as she raped her throat growing more and more frantic as she strove to show what a good slave she could be. But Mudan either didn't notice or simply didn't care. She simply kept slapping her crop against Penny's constantly tortured cunt, the steady slap slap beat alternating with the ominously elegant click-clack as Taylor swiftly crossed the training room on her exquisite designer heels.
“Hello Mudan!” Nurse Taylor cheerfully exclaimed as she clicked up to the woman, who was still playfully smacking Penny’s pussy far too hard to be just playing.
“Hey Tay-Tay! Having fun?”
“Every hour of my life! How is our little patient this morning?” Taylor beamed down at Penny in the mirror, not acknowledging the woman's current plight, her face full of snot, tears and drool. “Behaving I hope?” Penny frantically tried to communicate the affirmative, before Mudan silenced her with a brutal clap directly against her glowing red oversized and abused clit. “Hardly. Hasn’t even finished one cycle and she's already broken. You say you have something to help her gag reflex?”
Taylor turned directly to Mudan and smiled evilly“Help? No no no. I said it's for her gag reflex.”
The nurse’s arousal skyrocketed as she crouched close to Penny - and slowly, deliberately opened her legs before the mirror so that Penny's gaze was funnelled along the length of Taylor's creamy thighs to her swollen pink pussy, her inner lips unfolding as Taylor's knees parted.
Penny gagged instantly, flinching away with the massive rubber cock still buried in her mouth, her grotesque, distended tongue twitching in reflexive fear asTaylor leaned in so close not even Mudan could hear the words she hissed into the helpless pony-cow's ear.
"Poor little Penny. Your pain just makes my pussy drip."
Penny slumped, the massive cock ripping from her throat, and nutrient goo dripping from her lips as she tried her hardest to curl up against the floor, hyperventilating and convulsing in the grip of a full, debilitating, panic attack.
“You know, we used to joke in medical school about a bonus question. What’s the name of that thing that hangs at the back of your throat? We could never remember it. Do you?
Penny, bewildered by the question froze and stared as her mind calculated the possibilities of what the nurse was going to torture her with next.
“The uvula!” she beamed like a proud teacher.
Taylor glanced at Mudan and then Badir. “We are going to have to get her strapped down. Very very tightly. NO head movements!”
“Oh don’t worry, dear.” Badir’s booming voice called over. “We have just the thing.”
And then, as she twisted round, still kneeling spread before Penny's whimpering face, she added "I mean it. Not a millimetre of movement - however tight you have to bind her. I don't want any chance of error.”
—
10 minutes later, all was ready.
All the other sex slave trainees had been lined up in a row in front of where Penny was tightly restricted, anally perched on floor dildos, squatting uncomfortably as Amy had been previously. All had been commanded to hold their hands behind their head and watch. All were obeying. The two backpackers, their backs straight and eyes eager. The gangbanged girl, her chest and face covered with dried cum. And then there was Amy, tears forming in her eyes as she watched, oblivious to who this new woman in white was, but could see the horrific terror from Penny.
Penny had been handled and folded by Badir, who had dragged her roughly from the wall and affixed her to a sturdy timber frame. A rectangular cube-like shape, Penny has been bent over backwards painfully, her arms and legs folded under her, her quivering milk packed mounds pointing to the ceiling. Her head had been pulled back, a nose hook yanking her face back as far as it would go. Taylor had set Penny’s magnetic teeth ‘gag’ to maximum stretch, the jaw brutally wide, muscles twitching with the unnatural stretching pain that was being inflicted;additional straps had been wrapped around her head and neck to prevent her head from moving.
To Amy it looked like Penny had almost been turned into a human chair with her face and mouth being the seat. Indeed, this was the exact purpose of this bondage furnishing; girls would be affixed to it and would have trainers and guards, male and female, sit on their face and force oral pleasure out of their untrained mouths.
The thought did flash across Penny’s panicked mind as she stared up and gurgled in despair. As Mudan slapped Penny’s large tits absentmindedly, Taylor prepped and cleaned her medical instruments and started setting them down on a tray in front of her one by one, each with a delicate metallic tap.
“Soooooo Tay. What are we doing here?” A harsh slap on Penny’s tight titmeat.
‘GGGAAAAAAHH!”
“Ahhh, a special one which I don’t end up doing too often, just because it's a little bit more trouble than it's worth… A uvula piercing! Well, kind of an implant more than a piercing - like the others we put in the erogenous zones.”
She wheeled a chair over, and switched on a headlamp, blinding Penny’s wide eyes and making her flinch, but she barely moved, tightly bound as she was. As she blinked away the blotches from the light, Taylor held up a small, shiny implement in front of her face, allowing the teary eyes to focus on her before continuing. It looked like a tiny bar with barbed ends on it, just like the piercings embedded in her anus.
“This tiny thing is going through your uvula, Penny my dear. A particularly nasty one if I’m quite honest, we don’t go through too many of these. Quite uncomfortable. It will always be a spiky tickle at the back of your throat. And then when we really need to get your attention - we can make it do this!”
The barbell started to vibrate angrily in Taylor’s fingers, reminding Penny of an angry hornet.
Penny began to scream, a gurgling wail of absolute horror. And anguish. And despair that had no words. No plea for mercy contained within it. The sound was simply misery in its purest, most distilled form, an ululating siren of despair that rose higher and sharper as Taylor brought the devastating device buzzing between her fingers closer to Penny’s eyes.
“Yes the vibrating will agitate the whole uvula and bring on a horrendous retching and gagging feeling. We can even make it send out some electric shocks! Not as powerful as your plugs mind you, but it doesn’t need to be with such a small and sensitive organ…”
“Ohhh Taylor you’re so mean!!” Mudan gleefully exclaimed “Please, please tell me that we can try it out as soon as it’s put in! She really needs to be punished after her sloppy performance today.”
“Oh absolutely, darling. In fact I was thinking you could probably try it out as you ride her face and get that nice fat tongue doing something other than licking balls haha! I imagine smothering her screams will feel absolutely delightful.” Taylor leaned in closer to the terrified Penny, and clicked the implant into a long metal instrument much like bent nose pliers. Standing up, she peered deep into Penny’s fleshy gullet, taking pride in the fat, full tongue pulsating with Penny’s hyperventilated breathing.
“Now. Try to stay still dear. Wouldn’t want you to accidentally swallow this little devil!”
Watching, the squating, suffering girls were ashen-faced. None of them had seen anything like this in their time at Cruciatu, none had ever imagined such evil could possibly exist in the world, not even in the subterranean factory of helplessness and pain that was Cruciatu Prime.
The gang bang victim stared blankly, almost catatonic as cum dribbled from her nose in a stream that matched her silent tears as Taylor took the tiny long tool up, twirling it before Penny's eyes.
The backpackers stared in silent shock as Mudan continued idly swatting at Penny's massive steel-capped tits, tapping her nails idly against the hideous fleshmangles keeping the thick, tortured nipples under the constant grinding force of twisting elongation so that Penny's constant sobbing sounds warbled and shifted, echoing around the training room in a sickening symphony of desperate terror.
Beverley sobbed as her tight ass sank deeper on the torturing shaft she was perched on, bile rising in her throat as she saw Penny's cheeks twitching, muscles spasming and knotting, and fraying from the strain of the brutal molar-magnet implants repelling her jaw so that Taylor could reach into Penny's mouth with a single delicate fist.
The animal howl became louder now, stumbling and shrill as Penny's breath grew obscured, but still it held that hideous primal sound. A sound like an animal in pain, like a helpless creature experiencing such suffering that its only option was to beg wordlessly for death.
And across that hideous sound that crushed whatever slender joy the watching slaves had ever found in being seen to be good, in the warbling echoes that made a mockery of every grudging "Good cunt" from Badir, every half-satisfied "Correct. Again." from Mudan, now there rose a new sound as Taylor twirled the tongs once again and leaned in closer - ready to begin the inhumane operation.
Overlaying her wordless terror, Penny struggled, her bound, warped and tortured body began to buck and strain at the creaking leather straps. As her skin began to sweat with the enormous effort she expended in moving nowhere, there came a disgustingly melodic trill, a gorgeous soprano lilt mocking the incoherent, inhuman tremors of Penny's terror with effortless operatic skill.
"L'amour est un oiseau rebelle, Que nul ne peut apprivoiser, Et c'est bien en vain qu'on l'appelle, S'il lui convient de refuser, Rien n'y fait, menaces ou prières..."
Nurse Taylor was singing to herself. Her beautiful face lost in the passion and defiance of Carmen, her almost orgasmic delight in inflicting this new torture on her favourite helpless guineapig unleashing the musical talent she normally kept concealed. Badir watched, bafflement and annoyance etched in his massive face as he realised Taylor's French was almost perfect. Mudan shivered with pleasure, mentally marking Taylor higher in her own private index of Cruciatu staff value as she realised what an accomplished courtesan Taylor could have become if only she'd been taken before she’d completed her medical studies.
And Amy lurched upwards, her face grey, her fat tits bouncing as she wrenched herself off the dildo with a shriek of agony, her hands still clamped obediently on her head, tears pouring down her cheeks.
"No!! Nooooo!! Don't!! Do it to me! Not Penny! Pleeeeease! Not Penny! Do it to me!!"
Taylor peered up gleefully to Amy, the uvula piercing tool in one hand. Penny ragged breathing, cutting through the air like an axe as she choked and stared at Amy with one wide bleary eye.
Taylor sighed, rose off the chair slowly and clicked over to Amy. Penny’s short snort of relief as Taylor had paused her surgery was cut off with a shorter squeal when she realised Taylor was walking toward Amy, tool in hand, ready to change her too. Another pathetic attempt of wriggling free from her bonds made the tear under that eye shake off and hit the floor where other countless bodily fluids had previously been.
“Oh no no no, Amy, mon chéri, you do not want this, trust me.” Taylor squatted down and began tracing a nail down Amy’s cheek. “But we can work on you later, if you want! I mean, in addition to what we've already done to you.” Taylor's nail had reached Amy’s large breasts and scraped down to the pierced, thick nipples before giving them a playful twist.
For Amy, she felt the nipple start to reverberate and tingle - even after Taylor’s fingers had left the sensitive flesh. The same tingly buzz spread to her other nipple and then, with a gasp, to her presented and pierced clit, the ring glistening in the candlelight as Amy sagged back several inches onto her dildo seat with a pained grunt.
“You don't even know about these yet my petit jouet. Tiny, tiny nubs, the size of a grain of rice inserted in your most sensitive areas. Little motors to buzz and dig in there just enough for you to notice and get the blood rushing to those areas nice and quick.”
Taylor wasn’t wrong; already Amy’s nipples had swollen and were now stiff - erect from the minute vibrations embedded within her. Even worse, her already bloated clitoris had swelled in size and sensitivity, the steel now digging into the prominent and erect clit poking out from Amy’s wet slit.
“Just sit there for a little bit and get used to them while i work on your sister there. In a few minutes i can really show you what they can do!”
Amy just snivelled and whimpered as Taylor strode back to Penny, not giving the woman any time to comprehend or react to the evil doctor walking toward her. Her struggling renewed, but Taylor had already sat down and was peering deep down the poor womans gullet. The long thin piecing clamp explored deep in the womans mouth, a light coming on to guide the nurse’s nimble instrument further and further inside the oral cavity.
Time slowed. Even Penny held her breath. Taylor’s brow furrowed with concentration as she found just the right spot…
Penny suddenly felt an uncomfortable pressure on the back of her throat. She retched, retched again, couldn’t stop the overwhelming need to cough and gag.
Taylor squeezed the clamp, just so the wet little ball was still…And clicked a button, embedding the new ornament of torture forever inside.
Amy squatted, speared on the shaft splitting her tight hole open, and choked as the bile rose in her throat. The sharp, violently mechanical click that emanated from the tool in Taylor's hand seemed to echo around the room, and in the silence that rolled in to swallow the brief sound came a new, horribly organic noise.
Penny was choking.
Genuinely choking.
Her breath rattled in her throat, her bound body bucked violently against its bonds, her disgustingly vast breasts shook and quivered as her ribcage pulsed, pumping frantically beneath the crushing weight of titmeat force-grown by the massive doses of Vitula-L Nurse Taylor had pumped into her defenceless udders.
Riding the dildo, her thighs burning, her clit throbbing and pulsing, Amy started screaming. Penny was still choking. It was obvious that Nurse Taylor had bungled the operation, that Amy's well-meaning intervention had thrown off the demonic nurse's concentration and the hideous torture device had accidentally dropped down Penny's throat; that it had wedged in her airway, and that Amy's only friend in the endless nightmare of Cruciatu was about to choke to death in the most hideous way possible.
Amy screamed again, and as she did her pussy began to cream helplessly, the high dose diet of Leo's stimulants responding to the pulsing of her hidden implants in the most disgusting way imaginable.
"Perfect!" Taylor sighed, pushing back from the twisted throne on which Penny was convulsing "Textbook stuff. Apart from Am- sorry, Mu, what's the sister...?
.”..Textbook stuff apart from Sugarsquirts making a target out of herself but... Mmmmm... That's fine. Oh that's very fine! Look at the filly drip!!"
Taylor's pointed finger made Amy flinch as all eyes turned on her. Badir, smirking, one fat finger idly stroking the underside of his gigantic shaft. Taylor, grinning like a devil. Beverley white faced and horrified... And Mudan, almost vibrating with rage.
Behind Taylor Penny kept on choking, every breath rasping, and it dawned on Amy - so, so slowly - that Penny wasn't dying. That the operation had gone perfectly. That this was precisely the outcome Taylor wanted.
Because embedded in Penny's uvula was the hideous spiked hornet. Pulling and tugging at the teardrop of tortured tissue, making it swing unnaturally back and forth in the cavity of her bent throat so that every breath Penny took as she lay helplessly prone made her choke, drool bubbling in every breath as the cruel spiked orb tugged and plucked and tickled.
Forever, Amy realised. Penny would suffer this punishment forever. Never experiencing a minute's peace, just so that Nurse Taylor could smile like that. Could giggle as she advanced on Amy.
...and Amy remembered that she had just begged to be punished in her sister's place. That she had stood up without permission. Shouted at a trainer. At the insanely evil blonde now advancing towards her.
...and that in doing so, she had shown that Mudan and Badir did not have her properly under control.
The world swam before Amy's eyes, a pool of her juices forming at her feet, her nipples and cunt pulsing in time to her racing heart.
"I'm sorry" she sobbed "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, oh god, no, I didn't mean it, please, please I'm so so sorry, please..."
...and fell silent, cringing, as, in a single flicker of movement, Mistress Mudan turned her back.
“Still needs a little training, doesn’t she Mu?”
Amy hadn’t seen Mu playing with the remote and was shocked when the forgotten leather collar on her throat suddenly tighten, cutting off her pleas and adding her high pitched suffocating squeals into themix with the sounds of Penny’s guttural chokes.
Her face dripping with scorn, Mu glanced back. “Lots of training in my opinion. I would prefer to keep them both here full time until they are ready for some of their performances, but the Madam does want to circulate them among the different disciplines a bit. She said they can be a little bit green for their first online show as the viewers love to see amateurs.”
“Well…Maybe I can help!” Taylor peered down at Amy’s reddening face, stroking herself, apparently oblivious to the eyes begging for more air “We could play a little game now. Have they had any oral training on…each other yet?”
Mu snorted and raised an eyebrow at Badir “We’ve barely scratched the surface of their skills…Although i must say that this one..” She slapped Penny’s tit even harder, eliciting a louder strangled wail “...has a hell of a body to toy with. Although I think that’s more thanks to you than her.”
“Tell us what ‘game’ you have in mind, before this one passes out” Badir said, crossing his arms. “Although I am hoping that there is a lesson here and not just a bit of fun”
Taylor straightened up in mock seriousness “But of course! I wouldn’t want a minute of their day wasted, especially since it sounds like they will require a lot more training!” Woud you mind giving me a hand with this one Master Badir? Mu, i’ll get you to help me a bit with dear penny here…”
Amy’s collar had been relaxed, only slightly as she was manhandled by Badir, her tender asshole released from the dildo with a embarassing plop of air.
Taylor had been whispering down to Penny as Mu undid the straps on her head harness.
“How’s the newest toy dear. I must say, you’re not reacting very well to it are you? I haven’t even activated it yet! I’d love you to tell me all about how it feels, you know for my research notes! Oh right, let me just…”
Taylor released the mag lock on Penny’s jaw, the woman’s jaw muscles instantly aflame with the agony of movement. Penny swallowed and winced, obviously feeling the newfound adornment in her throat.
Stroking her head, the nurse wiped a tear from Penny’s raw red eyes. Mu was also adjusting Penny so her legs were no longer folded under her painfully by the bondage contraption, but spread wide like she was in some kind of gynaecological chair.
“You know, we also put in those same vibrating implants for you Penny. I’m going to activate them in just a moment, after i tell you about the treat I have planned for you! No no, don’t worry…” she cooed as Penny struggled in renewed panic, whilst Amy was brought into earshot “...no more modifications. Tor today. No, something very special. An orgasm! You will actually be allowed to cum, if you can. Amy is going to help you with this very special activity, aren’t you Amy?”
Amy, bewildered and still struggling from the collar, was only just starting to comprehend Nurse Taylor's words, along with why Penny was being repositioned.
“And Amy is going to need to do a very good job…Because i am going to activate the new implant in your throat…and for every minute that you don’t cum i’ll be turned it up. Just vibrations at first…but if you don't get there i’ll be adding the shocks to it as well”
Taylor looked up at Amy, tears starting to flood from her eyes “And we don’t want that to happen to poor poor Penny, do with Am—i mean Sugarsquirts!! Sorry I forgot. But don’t worry, it will still be a bit of fun for you too, Squirts! Because while you are licking you’re sister, you’ll be just here…” Taylor delicately tapped Penny’s nose, making her flinch “...riding your sister’s face! Show Penny what a good Sugarsquirts you are, just try not to drown her!”
Mu had finished with Penny and now addressed both girls, seriousness painted on her face “This is the first of many performances you will undertake as a pair. I expect you to follow any and all instructions from your overseers in this room right now, as you will by your director when we start making your movies.”
Badir was holding the trembling Amy tight, his cock just nudging into her asscheeks. “Sounds like a good setup Nurse. Slaves! Do you both understand what is required of you?”
