CHAPTER
2
While Joy had been returned to her cell, it was just for a very short time, she
was then immediately moved to the facilities infirmary where the ravages of her
adventure were cared for.
In the meantime the business of the "quiet ones" went on.
Enter Mary.
Mary was at least the equal of Joy when it came to the lust for pain. She
had employed several Mistresses and Masters in years past to administer to her
passion for unbridled pain, but had never found one who could mete out the
intense pain she craved. She was a slave to receiving unrestricted abuse
and her ravenous need to be viciously tormented. Like all clients of the
quiet ones her lust for pain was centered in her large breasts, which indeed
they were.
Mary was 40 years old, 5ft 8inches, 140lbs. Very well upholstered.
She kept herself fit and toned. There was not an ounce of fat on her
luxuriant body., which she kept at the peak of conditioning. She easily passed
for a vibrant woman in her very early 30's She was a natural platinum
blonde, her tresses falling to her shoulders. Her legs were magnificent
and she insisted on the highest heels and gossamer smoky stockings. Her
large, 42FF breasts, sat high on her chest with just the barest hint of sag. I
mean FF? How not to hang a bit. Just enough to enhance their
size.
Her long held fantasy was to be hung by those tremendous globes. She was
told "all in good time. Patience" She would soon learn
there are many ways to torture a woman's breasts and she would get to experience
most if not all of them.
She had been at the facility for a few months now and had undergone several
very strenuous sessions in which they subjected her tremendous mammaries to
some extremely harsh treatment.
Mary was escorted into one of the specialty theaters, naked of course.
She was placed on one of the "T" crosses. Her arms
stretched out horizontally as far as they could be stretched Leather
straps, an inch wide, were wrapped about her arms, just below her shoulders,
above her elbow, and around her wrists. The crosspiece of the
"T" was hinged at its inner ends, so that they could be swung
to the rear, forcing her back to arch, thrusting those voluminous globes
forward.
Her nipples seemed to always be erect and swollen. They were of a size
you would expect on such oversized breasts. Fat as a finger and at least
an inch long. They tingled in anticipation of the pain to come.
The arm pieces were swung to the rear latched together. Further straps
went around both arms and metal, then cinched extra tight, forcing her boobs
forward even more. A steel band was passed around her neck and secured to
a short upright behind her head.
The "T" was raised up on hydraulic cylinders till her feet left the
floor.. Mary was now hanging on the "T" , her feet searching
for some sort of support but they were some inches above the floor. They
spread her legs and loosely chained them to rings in the floor. As always Mary
wore a lacy garter belt, sheer dark stockings and spike heels . She was able to
writhe her torso and legs as the "treatment" progressed.
Although she was here at her request, her eyes still bugged out as she
struggled on the frame, spread like an insect on a display board, primed
for whatever was to be administered. What was it that filled her with
this need to be beaten and tormented in a thousand ways. To be subjected
to savage and barbaric tortures, yet always yearning for greater pain.
As usual the amphitheater was filled to capacity by watchers, eagerly awaiting
the torture of this magnificent female specimen, whose greatest joy was being
subjected to the most vile tortures devised and inflicted upon her helpless
body. Fidgeting as they anticipated listening to her screams of agony as the
perpetrator inflicted barbaric tortures upon the tethered woman.
Perhaps adding to the anticipatory excitement was knowing the woman being
tortured was doing it not only voluntarily, but actually urging the torturer on
to ever more savage tortures.
Mary was quivering in anticipation. What would be the program this
time. God she hoped it was an escalation from last time. She
didn't even pass out that time. Obviously the person administering her
torture was not of sufficient talent.
The door opened in the back of the theater. A short, round bespectacled
man, decidedly on the ugly side,dressed in a white Dr.'s coat, entered and
moved to Mary's side. Looking at his appearance it was easy to see he was not
picked for his attractiveness. To the contrary, as stated he was
downright ugly. Just the appearing type who would eagerly set about
torturing a beautiful female. A female such as would be repulsed by him,
and he would delight in the most vicious torments. The ugly man's
revenge.
"Ready Mary? I'm going to hurt you very much today. In fact I may
extend it into the evening if it goes well. You will spend several hours
writhing and screaming, begging for the pain to stop but you know it will
not. In fact while begging me to stop you will at the same time be begging
me to escalate the pain. I will happily oblige you. I will get a
great deal of pleasure and satisfaction torturing you and hearing you scream
for mercy. We both know there will be none of that. "
"Oh God Dr. please start. My breasts are shivering in anticipation.
I long for and welcome the worst you can do. Make me scream
Dr. Make my breasts shake and vibrate in pain as you torment
them. Please! Please! Please! Dr. hurt meee!"
"Your wish is my pleasure, your screams my delight. My name is Garth,and I
intend to make your day an excursion to the depths of Hell."
The Dr. strode to the wall on which hung row upon row of whips, flails, canes
and paddles. He selected a 4ft length of stainless steel radio antenna. On his
way back to Mary he paused at one of the cabinets. Sliding open a drawer he
extracted a tube of something. He lay the whip down and squeezed some
sort of gel from the tube onto the tips of his fingers. Standing at Mary's side
he smeared some of the gel onto her nipple and the aureole surrounding
it. It felt cool to the touch at first but it soon began to warm, then
sting. It didn't really hurt that much, it just penetrated into the nerve
endings of her nipple, stimulating it and making them more sensitive, more
stiff and swollen.
"Ready Miss?"
"YESSSSS!!!! In God's name hurt meee!"
The Dr. picked up the steel whip and took a stance in front of Mary. With
a tremendous backhanded slash, belying his size, he slashed the whip across the
inside of one thigh.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYYYYYYYYAAAAA
Scarcely pausing he lashed out again, striping the other side. Back
and forth he thrashed her legs, working to her abdomen, crisscrossing her flesh
with livid welts where each blow struck.
YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!
Mary shivered and shook with each new blow The thin steel imbedding
itself in her soft flesh.
A keening wail issued from her mouth as she tried to speak... She was
screaming "YYYYYYYYYYYSSSSSSSSSS!!!!"
The Dr. raised his aim and lashed the whip up under the soft underside of
Mary's voluminous breasts. She flailed her body, her head waggling in the
steel collar holding her head to the post. One by one the blows crept
upwards, her globes were striped with the welts left by the monstrous metal
rod..
He paused just a moment, taking careful aim. Mary's eyes bulged in terrified
but eager, welcoming anticipation. The thin cruel metal metal flail
whistled through the air as it descended to strike full across both her
throbbing nipples, sinking into the soft tender flesh. Mary
stiffened, her head thrown back to its limit.
NNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
She was wailing in ecstasy as he thrashed her full mounds. Lashing up and
down now, concentrating on making each blow land on those magnificent globes.
Lacerating her nipples.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!
Tears streamed down Mary's face, tears of joy, as she writhed and screamed in
absolute nirvana as her breasts were savagely whipped. She gasped for air
as her chest heaved, her breasts vibrating with each cut of the whip...
The tormentor did his work well. Mary was a quaking and shuddering piece of
meat as she hung on the cross. Her eyes had rolled up and she
screamed in agony and ecstasy. Her breasts burning like fire, and still
he flagellated them.
"Had enough Miss?'
Mary raised her head a bit and looking him in the face shook her head, NO..
The smirking Dr. once more went to one of the cabinets. He opened the
glass doors and perused a display board of various size stainless steel hose
clamps. He selected two of fairly large size. They had
built-in thumbscrews to adjust/tighten them.
Returning to Mary, he laid them on a table at her side, turning the screws till
they opened. Using both hands he lifted one of her huge breasts,now
marked with numerous angry red welts where the thin steel whip had scarified
them. His thumb rubbed back and forth across the swollen red
nipple. Mary gasped with delight.. Holding the breast up away from
her rib cage he wrapped a clamp around the base of the globe, turning the
thumbscrew to snug it against her chest. He did the same to the other
generous mound. Releasing them both he proceeded to twist the thumbscrew
on one tit. As it tightened, squeezing the flesh he pulled and
tugged on the large mound of tit flesh making sure the band stayed tight to her
chest as the globe grew in size. When it was quite tight he switched to
the other side, tightening it in similar fashion. He then went back to
the first breast, tightening, pulling, tightening.
Mary's breasts bulged like water balloons as more and more of her tit flesh was
drawn thru the tightening clamps. The tighter they became the more they
seemed to bulge ever larger. Each one as big as her head, the nipples
swelling to gigantic proportions. It was starting to really hurt
now and she gasped, thrusting her imprisoned bloated breasts forward further
and further for him to punish.
The Dr. continued tightening the clamps and pulling and twisting the huge
mounds until the connecting flesh had been crushed to little more than an inch
in diameter. You could almost see them and the nipples pulsing with each beat
of her heart. They had changed color, first a deep blue and now
were a deep,dark purple, the entire globe shining, the skin drawn tight, her
nipples as big as his thumb.
The Dr. smiled and rubbed his hands together. He went to another cabinet
along the wall and opened the door at the bottom. He returned to stand in
front of Mary.
"Do you know what this is?"
Mary shook her head, she was panting in anticipation, and the pain of her
constricted tits. He held in his hand, a piece of 1/4 inch
steel rod bent in the shape of a very large fish hook. The handle he held
it by was across the top at right angle forming a "T".
"Watch he said, grinning evilly."
Going to a small bale of straw at the back of the stage area, he raised his arm
and brought the hook down in an arc, sinking the point of the hook deep into
the bale. Then he dragged the bale across the floor a couple of
feet.
"They use these to drag and lift bales of straw on the farm."
Mary did not know what this demonstration was meant to mean but she knew that
it was not part of farming 101. From her viewpoint it hopefully would
lead pain for her.
He lay the hook aside and reached up. A whir was heard and something
lowered from overhead. It was a rough plank, 8 inches wide, 2 inches
thick and 2 feet long suspended by cables hooked to large iron rings at the
ends. A most intriguing part of this plank was what jutted from the
front side of it. There were two duplicates of the iron hooks he had just
shown her.. They were made of the same 1/4 inch steel rod formed in the
shape of large fishhooks, the straight shank being fastened to the plank and
the hooks curving out and up. The ends had been filed to shining points,
which glittered with reflected light from the bright lights of the theaters
illumination.
The Dr. reached up and pulled the implement down lower and over in front of
Mary. He positioned it in front of her upper body, and a glimmer of
realization crossed her face and for a moment terror.
"My God. You aren't going to>>>>?"
A malevolent smile spread across his face, as he nodded his head....
"Oh YESSSSSS I AM!!!!"
This was more than Mary had dared dream of in her wildest fantasies.
He moved the huge hooks close to Mary's ballooning breasts, being very careful
to center the points just below and under the middle of each of her throbbing
mounds. As for Mary she thrust her heaving chest forward to embrace the
menacing device.
He took a remote control from his pocket and pressed a button. The
plank rose, the points of the hooks just touching the undersides of Mary's
bulging breasts.
Mary gave a gasp and a thrilling sigh of expectancy, tears of rapture coursing
down her cheeks.
"For Gods sake DO IT! Lift them! Force those infernal points
into my flesh! YESSS, DO IT!!!!"
"As you command my lady!"
A button was touched and the motor whirred as the cables tightened. The
tips of the points pressed into Mary's tingling tit flesh. They
penetrated easily, sinking into hard compressed muscle. Nerve ends
screamed in violation. So did Mary.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!
The devilish instrument stopped with an inch or so of the steel imbedded in
Mary's bulging, swollen tits. Her body shook and vibrated as searing pain
lanced through her tortured flesh, her screams filling the room.
The savage lashing by the steel whip had been exhilarating to the
watchers. This sent every one of them, male and female alike, tumbling
over the edge. Gouts of male semen were sent splattering into the
receptacles provided, or to the floor in cases where they were aroused to the
extent they were unable to point their members properly, because they were
shaking so with excitement as they manipulated themselves. Women
squealed and keened in orgasmic nirvana, squirting their own fluids onto the
cushions of their reclining chairs or the basins provided.
"DO IT you bastard! Raise me higher! Tear my
tits. More! I need more! "
The Dr. pushed the button again, the implacable steel points dug deeper into
Mary's breasts, tearing muscle, violating nerve endings, sending their message
of excruciating pain to her brain. The points of the terrible device
burst through the upper surface of her bulging mammary flesh, blood spurting
around the shafts to run down over the tortured globes.
"YESSSSSS!! YESSSSSSSSS!!!!!!
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Mary continued moaning and screaming her ecstasy as she hung, shuddering on the
barbarous hooks through her breasts.
Mary was allowed to hang and scream in her heavenly agony for over and hour
before she was finally lowered and taken away to the infirmary.
She had remained fully conscious and alert during the entire barbaric torture..
As they trundled her off on the hospital gurney she turned her face to the Dr.
and smiled.
"Thank you Dr. Thank you. I have dreamt of such monstrous torture
for years. You have made my fervent desires come to fruition. Thank
you!"
To Be Continued......................................
