I have been severely constipated for over a week now and my Master has come to me with an option to relieve me. I am not big on taking pills and fiber supplements are so harsh on my system. Besides much of the stuff is full of icky crap that makes me want to hurl. Master has brought a young vibrant female over to assist us. Evidently, this solution is going to be really shitty.
I want to keep an open mind but the strange array of items Master has brought over has me perplexed to say the least! He told me to clean and bleach the bathroom really good. He carries in a plastic tool like chest into the bathroom and sets up a few towels on the counter. He pulls a blender out, an enema bag, face masks (those medical kind), gloves, and some other items. Taking a package of wipes out that are witch hazel and alcohol he hands them to our assistant, Kelly. He tells her to be sure to wipe before and after, as he hands her a fairly large sanitized sealed sample cup. This has me really confused. She disappears into the bathroom for a good ten minutes.
Kelly emerges from the bathroom informing Master the specimen is on the counter. Master goes into the bathroom and calls to Kelly to bring him the distilled water. She carries a gallon of water into the bathroom and I hear the blender whirling for a good five minutes. He sends Kelly back out to grab a floor pillow of which is secured in a plastic fabric medical type encasement. I hear some shuffling in the bathroom and Kelly comes out with a mask over her nose and mouth, some sterile gloves on and only a white lab jacket and white panties on.
We’re ready for you Geneva, please disrobe as she assists me. Leading my naked self into the bathroom I am told to kneel on the cushion. “well Geneva” Master is now speaking, “we have a special treat for you and this should restore your ability to have normal bowel movements again”. “Please put your chest flat to the cushion, your rear up and spread your knees apart”. Kelly assists me as Master is wearing a white lab coat sterile gloves, a mask and I see an enema bag hanging on the shower rod.
Kelly leans over me with her pert little titties erect against her jacket that is completely open. She puts both hands on my ass spreading my cheeks as I feel a cold glob rubbed over my anal hole. She continues to hold my cheeks apart as I feel Masters gloved finger slide inside my ass. He then pushes a plastic applicator in me as Kelly reaches under and rubs my clit. Master starts telling me to just relax, I may feel some mild cramping and a little pressure initially but it will pass. Kelly rubs my clit and work s a finger then two inside my pussy as I feel this warmth start to flow in me.
Geneva we are giving you a fecal matter transplant enema from Kelly’s kind donation. Her fecal and blood has been tested thoroughly and she has a very healthy colony of good bacteria of which will assist in your bowel movements. Don’t worry Geneva the shit Kelly has donated has been pureed in the blender with distilled water. The transplant is completely safe and will greatly promote your ability to poop again.
Kelly continues to rub my pussy and finger me as I take the shit enema. Kelly is a good accomplice isn’t she Geneva? She has you feeling good and relaxed doesn’t she? Master asks me as I feel him remove the applicator, and I start relaxing believing it is done. Then I feel Masters fat cock slide inside as Kelly now works her hand in my cunt. They penetrate both holes stretching them and I cringe and tighten as I feel the shit is going to burst out of my ass as I start cumming all over Kelly’s hand. Master pulls his cock out and pushes a plug in my ass. He helps me up and to the toilet as he reaches under to remove the plug…
It was an vial of vile consequences and I had stumbled upon it by pure accident. Staring at it and contemplating its contents. I thought I had overcome my lust for the white powder that ruled me for so long. I stare at and recall the very words spoken to me, “if I’m unable to overcome my lust for the white powder I will then be endangered upon opening this vile, as it not only contains pharmaceutical grade cocaine but it is laced with an Infectious strain called Anthrax”. This was a test of my strength or rather weakness for the drug that owned me for so long.
It’s hard especially after watching my Master snort a fat line of the pure pharmaceutical cocaine not laced with an infectious and deadly disease. He is always trying to test me and I keep failing. If I fail this test then I am deserving of my demise. Shaking and sweating as I long for my old lover. I long for the taste, warmth and the ecstasy I feel when I snort it. I want it so bad, why the hell did he do this to me?
Ok, so yeah, I dipped into his stash once or twice when I found it yesterday. I had not known he was dealing the shit, and finding it had my mouth watering to taste it. Really, I just wanted a taste, I hadn’t meant to do so much. I certainly had no intention of letting him on to my discovery or desire for the nose candy. This is pure and absolute torture. He is just out right evil to me.
I was shaking so bad he came in and brought a friend with him. They both did a couple lines right in front of me and then proceeded to lick the knife blade and leaned in to kiss me. Letting me taste it as they took turns fucking me and taunting me. Telling me if I was a good enough fuck to drain their balls well enough they would allow me a little line of the clean stuff. Otherwise I was welcome to the vial of tainted crap, after all how did I know the stash was even safe. Crack hoes always sniff out the shit and do it without even thinking of consequences. As he slammed his cock in me deep and pulled my hair -pulling my face to his- he asked me if I was a crack hoe as he dispelled a fat load of cum deep inside my cunt.
Awakening after a dream that seemed so real I was parched and sweating. I start moving and realize I am really small. My nightstand is huge and I could drown in the water glass I was grabbing for. But, wait there’s a vial of liquid that said drink me on it. The Vial wasn’t really tiny like me but it wasn’t huge like everything else around me. Using both hands I get a hold of it and start drinking, it’s creamy, thick a touch salty with a sweet undertone. As it slides down my throat I start getting bigger.
In minutes I become huge bursting out the roof of my house. I step out of the rubble and see the guy that was chasing me in what I thought was a dream – and he was a giant – was now only a foot tall to my 30 foot tall form. I pick this little man that tried eating me and put him in my mouth. I swallow the little man and start shrinking again. I’m now 15 feet tall and have a belly where this little man is inside. The realization just hit me that the “potion” I drank was his cum. He wanted to eat me and he was so turned on by over powering me that he shot his load in a glass vial with plans on using it to wash me down once he caught me.
The tables were turned and the little man and his cum were inside me. I start feeling bloated and burp, and before I realize what was happening the little man is growing inside me and feel him falling out of my pussy. As he drops out of me I feel myself shrinking some more, and he continues to grow. I start trying to run away as he becomes 12 feet tall and I’m down to four feet tall, and shrinking. Trying to run as he is trying to stomp on me.
He catches me and picks me up he puts me inside his mouth and swallows me. I fall down his throat and tumble into his stomach. I can feel his belly move sloshing me around as he laughs. “My little princess I have you at last, you are now part of me” he bellows. I try figuring out how to get out of him and as he drinks something it starts drowning me. I’m stuck in his stomach and the water is rising. I beat at his stomach walls screaming to let me out. All I hear is him laughing and I hear what sounds like he is slapping skin. Oh dear I think he is jerking off and it’s all to do with me!!! He keeps muttering “Geneva” in a very disturbing way as he slaps at his flesh. I surrender, Master has me in his own personal dungeon.
Sitting at the bar getting blitzed from guys buying me drinks all night. I began to feel a little weird and it wasn’t from the alcohol. I started asking the bartender to call me a cab as I couldn’t conceivably do so myself. Everything was becoming distorted and I had a sudden warmth fill my veins. I sat there and started feeling light headed with the inability to feel my legs. That was the last part of awareness I had.
I recall vaguely a couple of guys walking me out and got me in a car. I was out. Two of the guys that were feeding me drinks all night had slipped a rufi in my drink. The bartender undoubtedly was part of this whole scheme. The three guys had me back at some warehouse loft that resembled a fetish dungeon. They had stripped me down leaving my stockings on me and had bound me to a sort of dental chair.
My captors had my ankles cuffed in and my wrists cuffed on the armrests. They had opened my mouth and put a dental instrument in my mouth to hold it open. My legs were parted and they had reclined the chair where my head was lower than my legs. As I was out they took turns pissing in my mouth and all over my breasts. They also took turns defiling my body as I had no ability to fend them off, resist or protest. As they took turns fucking me in my pussy and filling me up with cum they were video taping it all.
I awoke in the same position my mouth held open and filled with urine. My pussy felt as if I was fucked by a football team and they all came inside of me. I tried moving but was still cuffed to the dental chair. There was a bright overhead dental type light glaring down at me. I felt overcome with panic and passed out from shock. In this period I was left for near dead as I was choking and drowning in their bodily fluids they defiled me with.
Walking to my car after hours in the Mall parking garage I had a feeling I was being followed. Stepping up my pace I fumble for my keys and drop them. As I crouch down to retrieve my keys they close in around me. Slowly I stand up to feel hands on my arms and someone shoving a handkerchief in my face with something intoxicating on it. Unable to get away as I struggle but it’s useless, as I feel myself drift and all limbs go weak.
Feeling groggy I start coming out of the haze and I don’t recognize my surroundings. I try to move to find my ankles and wrists are bound to a bed frame. Looking around it appears I’m alone. I then realize something just doesn’t seem right. I hear voices and laughter coming from somewhere and I want to try and yell but no noise emits from me. I then realize I’m naked and have an aching in my neck and wait is that a bag of blood hanging to my side straining I notice I have a tube connected to it, wait I have an IV in my arm.
Panicking I’m trying to discern whether the blood is flowing in or out of me. What is happening? One of the guys that were following me came into the room with a huge smile, “oh look she’s awake!” Don’t struggle or your cause yourself more harm. You lost a lot of blood darling my friends tend to get over excited sometimes and they take more blood than they should. The younger breeds are so greedy and frenzy way too much.
You were very tasty though I do admit. You’ll feel better in awhile and we can then introduce you to your new family. You will have space to roam and will be fed a nutritious diet. We need to keep our feed in tip top shape and thriving naturally. Your now part of our free range human herd. Your going to be thriving to ensure you are prime feed for the clan.
Horrified I start noticing there are about 20 pale beings around me with bloodshot eyes. None of them have hair and their skin is pasty and saggy almost grey. They have gangly fingers and are dressed in black pants and turtlenecks. They are all looking at me as though they want to feast on me. I notice one arm actually does have a chunk of skin missing.
Please.. I start to whisper… don’t eat me… as things start going dark again. I feel some form of cold metal blade caressing my thigh as I fall under….
Feeling a strange tingling sensation wash over me I find myself nude and bound in a rundown efficiency apartment. My body is numb and I am unable to talk as though I am fully paralyzed but fully aware. My eyes can move and I see water stained walls and torn wallpaper. There appears to be things moving on the walls and ceiling. I see strange dirty men, like street people huddling around the tiny kitchen where the entrance is. Then to my horror I see a black man a junkie come towards me with a huge syringe.
That was the last thing I recall prior to being completely comatose. Upon awakening I see a strange man pulling a blanket over me and smiling down. “You looked cold laying there” is all he said and he left the apartment. I start to feel nauseous and able to move. I try sitting up as I see a bathroom to my right. But wait what is that sticky stuff all over me? Looking down at my body, to my horror I see blood all over me, between my legs my arms, my chest! Panic sets in and I try to throw my legs over the edge of the bed. I step down and feel a shooting pain in my belly.
Making it into the bathroom, I look in the mirror and see blood smeared with semen all over me. My arms are covered with cuts and needle marks. I crouch down and start crying, as I haven’t seen the man that owned me currently. I was just purchased by him at the last auction. What day is it? I feel like I have been in a drug stupor for days. I feel dirty used and broken. As I am crunched down feeling my demise upon me I feel a leather hand on my shoulder.
Well Geneva, you have been such a good slave for me but my time is nearly up and we must get you back to the auctions. Shuddering as I stood he had some clean towels and a washcloth he started to pull a bath in a filthy tub crawling with roaches. I try backing out, but there was another man blocking the entrance. I was directed to get into the tub and he preceded to wash me. As he worked the soapy cloth over my wounds he smiled he poured more pink liquid from a turquoise container on the cloth and continued to relish in my discomfort.
You were a very good slut doll for all my clients Geneva. I hope your enjoying your time south of the border. I know my clients have enjoyed your listless white fleshed fuck toy to abuse and fuck for 3 days straight. But I regret to tell you that you are no longer clean. He laughed a evil hoarse laugh your going to be jonesing for a fix real soon little lady. I’m not worried I’ll get you across the border and dump you at the auction house like a bag of garbage. You were real good taking all that black cock. You bled real nice when they ripped you open stuffing your holes until white girls pussy started stretching good.
I will be sure to tell them at the auction that you are a real good to go for more extreme gang bangs.
Rape fantasy phone sex heats up as only a dream, and one hell of a taboo phone sex dream fantasy it was. This fantasy started with me sitting at the bar in some place I can’t quite place. This place was a majestic bar and seems it could have been one in the French Quarter. However, you see I don’t recall ever being to the French Quarter only in dreams have I found myself there. Upon awakening from this dream everything seemed so real the blood in my mouth, the feeling of bruising all over my body.
I saw myself sitting there dressed like Mistress of the Night in the style of the 1900’s. I felt like I was in a Jack the Ripper rendition based in an Absinthe bar in New Orleans. Seeing myself get wasted on Absinthe and Opium as I visited with one John after another. The last one was an image burned in my mind as I was left for dead when he finished with me.
He got me high and used me, beat me, choked me and cut me before he even fucked me. Rendering my body lifeless this man took me like a rag doll. His hands around my neck as he thrust inside my pussy so raw and bloody from all his abusive fisting and object fucking. He slit my throat as he filled me with his salty cum. Pulling out he came all over my neck mixing his saltiness with my blood as he laughed and slapped me with his cock and left me there bound to the bed bleeding and gasping for breath. Then I awoke.
