I don't know how long I had been in Pit. I remember endless rape and only hoped that Marco won't change his mind and leave me here. Only that thought kept me sane.
Finally, after what seem eternity, they came. Two of my former employes.
“Look at her. Pathetic.”
“To think I wanted to screw that bitch... Man.” I felt his shoe on my ass. I couldn't move, so there I lied, covered in jizz.
“Later maybe you will. After Marco finishes with her, she will be more... presentable.”
The both laughed.
I felt their arms under my armpits, then being dragged. Finally we arrived washing-room. I knew what would happen next, I ordered many of such actions before. They dropped me on floor and removed my remaining garments... which were torn stockings. Moment later I felt cold water over me as they washed me with hose.
After that I was dragged to cell. They given me some injections to breast. They cuffed my hands behind my back and left me some food in dog bowl.
Next days were blurry.
I remember food and injections, that made my breast lactate.
Somewhere in between Lucy came to give me my piercings. She made sure I was in pain. She pierced my nipples and vagina-lips and put rings in them.
Then she branded my right ass-chick with company logo, with hot iron... only after making me beg for it.
And I begged. When she told me that if I didn't she will send me back to Pit, I was eager to beg.
After few days, I think, I was cleaned and given 'clothes'. Stocking, garter-belt, high-heels, ankle-cuffs, wrist-cuffs, collar and chain leash...
Then Marco came.
“Come. It's time for you to start working, slave.” |