Monsters
By
Karen Singer
Chapter 20 – Monster in a Cage – Part 2 of 2
Discomfort. Tightness.
Too tight. Too
uncomfortable. She tried to move and
couldn’t. She tried to move her head…and
couldn’t. She tried to stretch her legs
out and couldn’t. She tried to move
anything – and couldn’t. Her anger over
being so uncomfortable and not being able to move pulled her fully awake. Her brain was spinning and woozy again, but
she quickly realized when she opened her eyes that she could see straight ahead
but she couldn’t move her head to look anywhere else. Her head was being held firmly in place and
back so she couldn’t move it at all. She
tried to move her arms, her legs, anything at all, and couldn’t. She finally figured out that she had been locked
into some kind of metal device, because all she could feel holding her tightly
in too many places around her body, felt like metal.
As far as she could tell, she was
stark naked, but sort of on her knees and elbows, because her knees and ankles
were supported by something tightly fastened around them, and so were her
arms. She could feel nothing underneath
her, just the metal cage she seemed to be fastened to.
Her knees were spread wide
apart. Her body was bent so that her
elbows were all the way down to the same level as her knees. Her elbows and wrists locked tightly to that
frame just like her knees and ankles were.
Her feet were held by something too, pulling them uncomfortably back,
probably in line with her ankles, her knees, her elbows, and her wrists. One long metal bar that lined all those parts
of her body up and held them immobile.
Even her waist had something
unmovable wrapped tightly all the way around it, preventing her from moving it
at all. The waist band kept her body
crushed down against her folded legs making her discomfort that much worse. She couldn’t even wiggle anything from side
to side or up and down. Nothing. No part of her body. Every part of her was held completely locked
in place. Immovable.
But the worst part for her was
whatever was locked around her head, right around her forehead, bending her
neck back and holding it upright so she was stuck looking straight forward and
nowhere else. Like everything else,
totally immobile. And it was tight
enough that she not only couldn’t get her head out of it, the crushing
tightness was painful.
She screamed! She screamed her frustration again. She could literally move nothing. Well, almost nothing. She could still wiggle her toes and fingers
and make a fist, but that did her no good at all.
As her spinning woozy head started
to settle down a little, she tried to focus on what she could see. The wall in front of her was nothing but
beige tile with a closed white door in the middle. The very sides of her vision showed her more
beige tile walls and a tile floor with what looked to be a drain in the
middle. Off to each side, she could see
a little of what she was guessing she had been fastened into. She couldn’t turn her head at all, so it was
hard to see them well. They were made
from thick round metal bars but trying to follow the configuration of them with
just her peripheral vision was making her head hurt even worse.
From her own position, and what she
could see of the other devices, she could tell she was down low towards the
floor, but not all the way down. The
other devices showed her more round metal bars supporting everything.
The door opened. A black man started to enter. He took one look at her and stepped out
again. “She’s awake!” she heard him
call. He came back in and headed toward
her. The fact that he was black
suggested that he had to be one of Vince’s men.
She didn’t recognize him though.
She lost sight of him when he moved past her.
The door opened again, and she saw
Vince the Beast walk in. She couldn’t
miss the way the top of his head was wrapped in bandages. She remembered that Carol had said she
probably fractured his skull. She should
have killed him instead.
“Ah. You are awake!” Vince said as he
approached her slowly and cockily.
“I’ll kill you!” she yelled
angrily. She could see though that her
words had no effect on him.
He moved in front of her, but he
moved too close for her to see all of him.
Not being able to move her head, all she could see was just the middle
of his body. She could see the fly on
his pants the best.
Something grabbed her left
boob. “Ouch!” she yelled while Vice
stood in front of her and chuckled. The
other man was underneath her and had grabbed her left tit with something, and
now he was pulling it down. “Ooww!” And then she felt a pain right behind her
left tit that was like nothing she ever imagined. The pressure let off, but not the pain. “What did you… Ow!
Stop!” She realized he was
pushing something right through her breast, somewhere behind her tit. “Stop!”
But he didn’t stop. She felt
pulling and tugging, and then he was finally gone, but not the pain to her
tit. And not something else either. She could feel something still stuck through
it.
“Enjoying yourself?” Vince asked,
the humor in his voice was clear.
“No! I’m going to kill you! What are you…” She struggled to break free or move anything
again, and couldn’t. “Doing?” she
finally finished, her frustration totally evident.
“Enjoying myself. At your expense I’m afraid. And you deserve it! You nearly killed me. I spent two miserable days in the hospital
and I’m still dealing with this fractured skull and the concussion you left me
with. And that doesn’t even begin to
account for what you did to my reputation.
You made me the laughingstock of everyone. And now you’re going to pay.”
She realized the other man was on
her other side now. Below her. “I should have killed you!” she said
defiantly. Her concentration was
interrupted by what was now happening to her other breast. “No!” she screamed. “Don’t!”
But a moment later, the painful procedure he had done to her left breast
was done to her right one. Two very sore
breasts. And two breasts with something
now stuck through them.
And then she felt both her breasts
being pulled down at the same time.
“Ow!” she yelled. The pulling let
up a little, but it continued. She was
more appalled when she realized the man was crawling out from under her again,
but something was still pulling on them.
“What did you do?” she demanded.”
Vince just laughed. “I told you, having fun. A lot of fun actually. After what you did to me, I think this is the
least I should do to you.”
Something touched her pussy lips
behind her. She screamed. “What’s he doing? Stop that!”
Whatever the guy back there was doing, it felt like he had wiped
something wet all over her vaginal lips and then dried it again. She struggled as hard as she could again, but
she still couldn’t move any part of her at all…let alone do anything at all to
stop him. Fortunately, he had
stopped. “I’ll kill you for this,” she
screamed at Vince.
Vince laughed. “I think not.
That little device you’re stuck in is going to be very permanent for
you…for the rest of your life.” He waved
toward the devices off to the side. “We
use a milder version of them to break the women who put up the most
resistance. After just a few hours in
one, even the worst of them fall right in line.
You, however, won’t ever get the option of getting out of it. You’re going to be stuck there…forever!”
She struggled again uselessly while
he laughed. She suddenly felt the man behind
her again. “Get out of there,” she
yelled. Her complaint was cut off as she
felt herself being violated like she had never felt before. The man was…pushing something up into her
urethra, not her vaginal canal, her urethra!
“Stop!” she grunted. She felt him
leaving her again while Vince in front of her laughed.
“You don’t like what our nice
veterinarian is doing to you?”
“Veterinarian!”
He was too close for her to see him
shrug. “The closest thing to a doctor
you’re ever going to see. And I’m afraid
he’s not even close to being done with you yet.”
“What’s he…” She felt a pain like nothing she had ever
felt before. Her whole body tried to
fight against it, but she couldn’t move even a fraction of an inch. He had stuck something all the way through
one of her pussy lips. And then the pain
came again, to the other side! She
screamed as loud as she could…while Vince stood in front of her and laughed. The man had pierced both her pussy lips and
she now felt something being pulled through those holes. “Stop!” she tried to say. But the pain came again, to a different
place. She could do nothing but scream
in agony.
Pain. Scream.
Pain. Scream. Over and over. Eight times.
She felt something being pulled through each of those piercings. She felt that something pulling tighter. Tighter.
Then finally very tight. She
could feel the dastardly man doing something behind her, but she couldn’t tell
what. She realized the man had finally
moved away from her back there, but the tightness and pulling against her pussy
lips continued. “What did he do?” she
demanded.
Vince laughed another chuckle, but
he didn’t answer.
“What did he do to me?” she yelled.
Vince walked around to her backside
to inspect the man’s work. He
laughed. It was beautiful! He walked around to stand in front of her
again. “Our good friend here has just
made going to the bathroom much easier for you from now on. He put a nice little catheter up inside of
you so you never have to worry about peeing again. It will always just keep dripping out into
that metal bucket that’s now hanging from your breasts. The fuller it gets, the more I imagine you’re
going to enjoy it. Someone will come in
and have to empty that bucket once in a while, but whether they dump it out
into the drain or dump it out all over you will be up to them.
Brandy tried to struggle again, but
it got her nowhere.
“But that’s not all he did to you,”
Vince told her.
She already knew that. She wasn’t sure she wanted to know what else
had been done to her.
“Our nice friend here has threaded
a steel cable through the rest of your precious little sex spot, and he’s laced
the whole thing together beautifully so that you will never feel
pleasure from it again.”
She screamed defiantly at him. “I’ll kill you when I get out of here!”
“Scream and complain all you want,
but it won’t do you any good. You’re
there, and you’re going to stay there.
Permanently. Although I imagine
that complaining won’t be very easy for you.
In fact, doctor, are you ready?”
“Whenever you are,” the reply came
back.
“Have at her.”
“What?” Brandy asked. She saw Vince move off to the side and the
doctor, a veterinarian, moved in front of her.
He knelt down where she could see his face now. “I’m going to kill you too!” she said. She no sooner got the words out of her mouth
when she felt him quickly shove something into her mouth. She screamed again, but whatever it was in
her mouth muffled the scream. And then
she felt him doing something and whatever was in her mouth was pushing against
her teeth, forcing her jaw to open wider and wider. She tried to cry, “No,” but coherent words
weren’t possible. She struggled
again…uselessly. All she could do was
scream.
When it felt like her jaw was going
to break, he finally stopped. A moment
later she felt his fingers inside her mouth, doing something else. Putting something else in it. She tried to stop him with her tongue, but
her tongue could do almost nothing. Her
tongue told her that he was doing something with something metal inside her
mouth. She felt something being pushed
down against her bottom teeth. His
fingers were still deep inside her mouth moving around. Pain!
He had pushed something deep into the gum inside her mouth underneath
her teeth. A moment later, another big
pain on the other side. She tasted blood
as he moved his fingers and there was another pain to her bottom gums this time
on the outside. Then another matching
one on the other side. What was he
doing? She tried to scream at him to
stop, but only sound came out, nothing coherent at all.
And then whatever was holding her
jaw open was slowly being eased off. Her
jaw came back down. Relief. As her jaw was allowed to continue coming
down, it suddenly was brought up short by the top of the device. Something round. A round steel ring she realized. The device keeping her jaw open was
removed. She tried her best with her
tongue to dislodge the steel ring, but she couldn’t. Then his fingers were back. Pain!
This time to her upper gums. Two
on the inside and two on the outside, just like down below.
He removed his fingers. Finally.
With his fingers gone, Carol did her best again to push the ring out of
her mouth with her tongue, but somehow that ring had now been attached to her
on both her bottom and top gums. She
tried to open her mouth wider to try getting it out and discovered she couldn’t
open her mouth any wider at all. She
couldn’t close it any further, she couldn’t open it any further. They had locked that ring to her teeth, and
she couldn’t do anything with her mouth.
She screamed her frustration.
Since she could no longer talk coherently, it was all she could do. And from off to the side, she heard Vince
laughing at her.
“You have no idea how much I’m
enjoying this,” he told her. “I think we
have just one more little thing to take care of. I know you can’t move your hands much, but
those hands are still just a bit too dangerous.
Doctor…”
Brandy made a frustrated noise as
further fear laced through her. She
tensed her body as much as possible trying to break anything free. But it was totally useless. The steel holding
her in place was far too strong. The
damn veterinarian was back again standing next to her. She couldn’t see him clearly, only brief
glimpses of his body from her peripheral vision. She couldn’t see him, but she could certainly
feel him. Worse, she felt him grabbing
her left hand. She screamed again and
closed it into a tight fist so he couldn’t get at her fingers. But instead of trying to grab her fingers and
pry them up to either break them or cut them off, she felt him pulling
something around her fist. Tape! So she couldn’t open her fingers. She screamed in rage again.
She felt him grab her thumb and
pull it to the side of her fist. She
fought against him as much as she could, but the strength of just her thumb was
no match for his strength. A moment
later, his tape had locked her thumb in that position.
“I haven’t pulled that tape tight
yet,” the Veterinarian said to her. “I
suggest you pull the tips of your fingers away from your palms. Otherwise your fingernails will eventually
cut right through your hands.”
“Aahh!” she screamed in rage at
him.
“Have it your way then. By the time I’m done with you, your hands
will be useless anyway.”
She felt him starting to wrap the tape
around again, only tighter. She realized
quickly that he was right, her nails could cut right into her palms. As he was pulling the tape again over her
fingers, she struggled and managed to get the tips of her fingertips free.
The veterinarian chuckled. “Thought so,” he said as he finished pulling
the tape tight.
Her fingers in her left hand were
now useless. She couldn’t open them to
move them at all…just like the rest of her body. But then she felt something worse. He was doing something else with that same
hand. She felt him pulling something
over top of her fist. Something
wet. He drew whatever it was over her
whole hand. Some kind of bag or
something. She felt him doing something
with it. He was pulling on something and
it was growing tighter. Tighter. She realized he was lacing it. And then he was gone. She struggled to open her left hand, but
whatever had been pulled over it was too tight.
She couldn’t open or move her fingers at all.
And then she felt him grabbing her
right hand. She spread her fingers wide
this time, trying to stop him. She felt
him putting his big hand up against the back of hers. As strong as she was, she was unable to stop
him from curling her fingers under and holding them into a tight fist. A moment later, his tape had captured her
right hand into the same position as her left hand. Then of course came the bag. She felt him pulling the dreaded thing over
that hand too, locking her fingers into uselessness inside it. As she felt him lacing it and pulling it
tighter to her hand, she realized what it was.
Leather. Wet leather. And as tight as it was already, she knew that
as it dried, it would only get even tighter.
She could move nothing now…except
her toes and her tongue. Nothing! Instead of screaming, she couldn’t help
herself, she cried instead.
And then Vince was back. Although once again, she could only see the
middle of his body and nothing else.
“I’m sure you’re wondering why I didn’t just kill you. I’m sure you’re wondering why I didn’t cut
you into little pieces. I didn’t,
because I want you to know that every bit of your body has now been made
immobile. Completely useless to you.” He chuckled.
“I’m told that the frustration of being stuck like that usually breaks
our whores in hours. I’m sure that with
time, you’ll get used to being locked into that position. There’s a very good chance you’ll probably go
completely insane. But I want you to
know that none of that matters to me.
After what you did to me, I figure this is the least you deserve. I want you to feel the punishment and my
retribution for a very, very long time.
Years! Forever! I have no plans to ever let you out of
there. Even if you are completely
insane.
“And if you think your friends will
eventually find you, think again. They
can’t. We’re no longer even in the same
state! And if they try tracing my
property holdings, they’ll be out of luck as well. I don’t own this place. Nobody will ever find you.”
“But that doesn’t mean you’ll be
totally useless. No. I intend on putting you to a lot of good
use. In fact, let me demonstrate.”
With that, Brandy watched in horror
as he pulled his fly down and pulled out his huge black cock. She tried to wiggle away. She tried to do anything she could to stop
him, but with her body and head held completely rigid, she could do nothing to
stop him from shoving the thing right into her mouth. She started gagging as it hit the back of her
throat. She wanted to bite his cock
right off, but all she did was hurt her mouth.
She fought against him with her tongue, but that only seemed to make him
more excited, which made her start gagging more as it grew larger.
“Oh, you’re really good, aren’t
you,” he said joyfully.
Damn! In trying to stop him, she was doing to him
just what he wanted. She felt him
sliding it in and out of that ring, which meant he was sliding it in and out of
her mouth, and she was helpless to stop him.
The tears were streaming down her face, and she could do nothing but
choke and gag as his big cock kept ramming the back of her throat.
And then he pulled all the way out
of her mouth. She breathed a sigh of
relief. He moved out of her sight. She realized he was moving behind her. No!
She was totally helpless as she felt him spreading her ass cheeks apart
only to bury his big fat cock right up inside her ass. Not her vagina. That had been sealed off now. But her ass!
And then he was pumping it in and out.
She could do nothing but cry as he raped her ass severely.
She felt him finally finishing and
then pulling out of her. Her ass was
sore. Her tears still hadn’t
stopped. And then the other one, the
veterinarian said, “My turn?”
She wanted to scream, but she was
sobbing too hard.
“By all means,” Vince told
him. “Fire away.”
She had no choice but to endure him
sticking his big black cock in her mouth as well. There was simply no way at all that she could
stop him or do anything about it. He
never removed his cock from her mouth until he had squirted his cum right down
her throat. Her choking prevented her
from screaming again.
And then she heard Vince say, “Tell
the others that she’s open for business now.”
He moved to stand in front of her,
too close for her to see his head. “This
time, the retribution is mine,” he said.
He turned his back and left the room.
She didn’t scream. She cried bitter, bitter tears. Bitter…helpless…tears.
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