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Miss Wolsey # 7
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The lights came on and increased the throb in Evelyn's head. Her mouth ached.
Her head was a mass of pain and she did not know where she was. She had
previously felt the thing between her legs that was a another source of pain.
Now she could see, by bending over, that, source of hurt.
A green tag was driven through her right labia. She bent over further to see
what the label tag said but the dizziness caused her to stop this quickly. She
explored it, with her fingers and found the wetness driveling still from her
sore well used cunt.
Gradually she remembered the encounter with Karen, Luthor's opening of her long
unused cunt, the girls..... Then she remembered the big black woman with a whip.
She had... Oh how her mouth ached.... The pain drove thought out of her head.
She went to anxiety when she saw a couple of small oriental girls puttering
around the cages. She sought to cover her streaked tits and slit. She was
embarrassed by the presence and indifference of these girls. They acted as if
they did not even know she was there. Hesitantly she sought to orally
communicate with them. Maybe they would help her....
"..Lese .elp .e" Evelyn began and ceased quickly as the pain in her front lips
and jaw began to stab into her mind.
What had they done to her. She reached out with her tongue and found a hole
where her front teeth had been....
Her contiousness screamed. Then with
tactile proof, the realization came to her. She remembered
the party, the fucking... the sucking... The blind pain in her vitals.. as
Luthor had 'opened' her ass hole.. Victors screaming..
She had no idea of what had happened after that. Just a gaping hole where her
teeth had been, and an ache that would not abate.
A small oriental man in a white coat came in and opened the door behind her ass.
She felt him feed his small pud into her dripping cunt. She steeled her self to
object, but almost as quick as it entered it piddled in her and was withdrawn.
Then she felt his small hands on her hips. He pulled her and to stop the tugging
she willingly backed out of her prison. Once outside he secured her neck with a
rope collar attached to a long pole. Then he dragged her toward the examination
room.
She sought to argue but her lips refused to form words. He pulled and the rope
tightened. Faced with the prospect of strangling and going with him, she picked
the latter.
She cupped her now streaked sex with her right hand and held her left arm over
her throbbing nipples. (Now she remembered Quilla and her attention to these
little nubs. God how they ached.)
Once inside the room, he forced her on the cold steel examining table on her
back. She sought to rise up but the pressure of the rope to her wind pipe held
her there. The girls fastened her legs to the table supports and then removed
first one then the other hand to similar imprisonment at the opposite end of the
table.
She came to find her self spread on the freezing table at the disposal of this
horrible little man. He smiled and ordered, "Open mouth and stick out tongue. I
have work to do."
So much for bed side manner. She resolved to fight the little bastard with all
her might. He brought over a pair of thick rubber devices and grabbed her jaw
in his fist and squeezed.
The pain was terrible, but she fought to keep her jaws locked shut. She would
show this little yellow fucker. She could not stop his use of her cunt but she
would....
"Twist nipples." he said seemingly to himself but small hands pinched both her
throbbing little precious buds. It wasn't fair, he wasn't playing fair.
When she sought to scream the vigilant man wedged the rubber blocks into her
mouth and positioned them against her molars, locking her mouth open.
"Good" he said and the pressure on her nips ceased.
She tried to close again and couldn't. She shook her head and twisted and turned
every way opened to her. Nothing worked. She was now trapped on the table with
her mouth opened like a flounder. The little yellow man left her to her
struggles while he lined up another piece of equipment.
"Stick out tongue and be over fast. I do anyway but hurt more, you fight me." he
demanded.
"UAAAA UAUAANAUkkkk" she tried to object.
He sighed and reached into his drawer and returned with pair of pliers. He then
began searching for her shrinking tongue. He could see and stab. She could dodge
but not hide it for long.
Finally he captured it and drew it to the front of her lips. As he had foretold
it felt like he was tearing it out of her mouth. She tried to shake but this
hurt worse. So finally she lay there and hoped for an end to this new pain.
Holding the tongue with his left hand he took the clamp like device, positioned
it and squeezed the handle.
"PUNCGHTTT"
Evelyn's tongue caught fire. She felt it hand been cut in two... or torn out...
Again she sought to turn but couldn't.
He patientietly held the pliers tight and waited for her struggles to subside.
When she relaxed, he positioned the tool again.
"PUNCGHTTT"
Evelyn left this world, finally. She did not feel them turning her over and
positioning her head down over the edge of the table. Dr. Chew did not want her
to choke to death on the blood now oozing fro her now studded tongue. He wedged
her mouth open and swabbed her mouth wounds with disinfectant.
he thought. He smiled and his pud stiffened thinking of the
ministrations of one Mary Lue Yang.
He positioned the syringe in her arm and gave her
the relief he would have given her if she had cooperated before.
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Wolsey returned to this world still tied to the table on her compressed tits.
She struggled to rise and let them swing free. After many ties she obtained a
more comfortable position though still resting on her fleshy orbs. She felt new
pain in her tongue. Touching the roof of her mouth confirmed that she has
something affixed to her tongue.
She heard the door open and shoes squeaking on the tile floor.
Some one was here... Maybe they would help her....
"I hope you are in a world of hurt 'dick biter'. Now I get the first of my many
credits to your ass Wolsey." she heard Victor say. He waved some yellow slips
beside her face. Her peripheral vision showed her the color but nothing else.
She heard the sounds of clothes rustling and then Victor leaped onto her back.
Their combined weight bore down on her tits.
"OAANANOOOAOA" She sought to express her displeasure and hurt but this was what
Victor wanted. Soon she gave up trying to evade his organ. He found her recently
opened ass and easily passed through the stretched grommet.(That Luthor really
knew how to open a bitch.)
Through the sawing in her ass, Evelyn felt ridges on Victors recently stitched
member. The friction annoyed her hole through and she was happy when finally he
spouted.
The little oriental man came in and demanded, "What you do here.
You not belong back here."
"Karen gave me these" Victor demanded, waving the yellow pieces of paper in the
white coated mans face.
"Boy what this shit? I no know what do with this stuff."
"Karen will explain it to you chink, but from now on this bitch sees one of
these she stops whatever she is doing and spreads for whoever presents her with
one. Else Karen will kick her ass clear to the moon." Victor explained, "And she
gave me 25 freebies to make up for the dick biters little shit yesterday."
"She still my patient. I no give permission to use her you stay out my
place...I." Dr. Chew began but in walked Karen and Luthor.
"What is this shit. I boarded Wolsey here and you think you own her?" Karen
demanded.
"Doc you be getting paid to cure her dick biting, but her ass and else belong to
this little lady." Luthor explained.
"It just I can not have people wander back here all day. I have business to
run." Dr. Chew explained.
"Ok sounds reasonable. We bring her customers round after business hours and
they use her then." Karen said.
"Need to hire nother girl to take tickets and clean up. Very spensive. Cost..."
Dr. Chew argued. (He could see these stupid yellow tickets were going to cut
into his profit margin on this animal. He did not like this one bit. Here he had
counted on the selling of her services for weeks and now this. He had to come up
with something to save his profits.)
"Na you just give us the keys and we will take...." Karen started.
"No I must have employee. My insurance say I.." Dr. Chew began but a big black
hand grabbed the white coat and lifted him to his toes.
"Speaking of insurance sucker..You go long or you health surance be getting work
out.. Now give the little lady the keys and clear out this room I got's the new
territory to plumb. We call if we need ya." Luthor explained lowering the doctor
only when he handed over the keys.
Evelyn could do nothing. Though this was her life, events, she could not fathom
were pushing her normal life to this unreal turn.
Docilely she did not need to be told open her sore mouth when she saw the large
black snake approach. She prayed her lips would not split when the nasty thing
entered her oral cavity.
