It didn't take long.It didn't take long. She looked more like a piece of furniture now than a human being. She looked really grotesque by now and it was only the very beginning for her. This is what she had wanted. I found it hard to believe myself but the more I made her suffer, the more she wanted. For the next half hour, I fed her a huge breakfast to get her strength back up. Not able to sit in a chair, she sat at my feet as I fed her eggs, pancakes, sausage, bacon, and toast. She crawled many times over to the juice dispenser and guzzled what seemed like half a gallon of the stuff. I then told her to shut up and just rest for a few more minutes while I set the stage for the next activity. I returned after about 5 minutes. "Okay, it's time for a little game. One that I'm sure you will enjoy because you WILL repeat it many more times. It's one of the MANY hard labor jobs you will perform here in your personal one-slut prison. In fact, you are probably going to wish you WERE in a labor camp when I'm through with you, you totally worthless whore!" "I can never, never, ever, ever, ever, EVER be punished enough!" she interjected. "As you probably know, I owned a small trucking and construction company years ago. Still have many interesting old rigs out in the parking lot out back that I hadn't even started for a few years. At least until last week. I knew that one of them would be just perfect for your visit here. You can see it over there over maintenance pit #2..." With that, I pointed to a big old filthy 18-wheel tanker truck. "Know what we used to use that truck for? It was used to oil down roads in the summer so the wind wouldn't kick dirt up. You have probably seen roads like this. Oily, sloppy messes! Last week, I tested this thing out in preparation of your visit. After spending some time cleaning the spout, I finally got something to come out. To my surprise, this huge truck is almost full, but the contents didn't spray out anymore. |