Monsters
By
Karen Singer
Chapter 26 – Guests – Part 2 of 2
With her eyes closed, all she had
to occupy her mind, was the feel of how much her breasts hurt. With her eyes open, it wasn’t any
different. She kept them closed in hope
that eventually she would fall asleep again, despite the pain. Her mind was starting to go mad from the
rigid position her body was locked into…and the inability to move anything but
her toes. She barley even wiggled them
anymore.
Pain. She had been reduced to being nothing but a
thing that felt pain…all the time. A
thing that…. A thing! That’s all she was now. A thing with two holes for men. A thing that was capable of doing nothing but
feeling pain and the abusive behavior of men.
She was…a thing.
She heard faint screaming beyond
the door. Her eyes opened. What was going on out there? The screams came closer. The door opened and the screaming suddenly
got much louder. A jumble of people
entered, mostly men. The men were
dragging two women in with them. The
women both seemed to stop their screaming the moment they noticed her. They both then noticed all the cages spread
around the room. And then their
screaming began again, only far worse.
So did their panicked struggling to get free.
Brandy would have loved to help
them, but just then, she didn’t quite have it in her to do anything…as much as
she would really love to put a bullet into each of those men’s brains. A few other men she had seen around the place
too. She had no choice but to watch as
all the men roughly untied the women, then stripped both of them totally
naked. The women were certainly putting
up a fuss, and Brandy didn’t blame them one bit. She herself didn’t yell. What good would it do her? None.
She already knew the fate that awaited both those women. A fate much like the one she herself had been
given. The only difference was that
someday, both those women would be released.
She was stuck there forever…or at least until she could figure out how
to die.
She counted seven men. And with as desperate as those two women
seemed to be, she could see how all those men were needed. She did notice that the women, through the
entire process of being stripped naked, kept glancing as much as possible in
her direction. Brandy guessed that if
she herself were in their position and saw the fate that awaited them, she
would probably scream her head off too.
She saw the door open again and
this time Alfonso walked in. She saw him
stand there and watch as they finished stripping the two women. “Stand them both up!” he ordered once all
their clothing had been removed. As far
as Brandy could see, the men appeared to find that order strange, but they
certainly didn’t hesitate to do as he had asked. Both women were dragged roughly to their feet
and their hands were held behind their backs.
“Take them over to our other guest,” Alfonso told them. Let them have a real good look…all around.
“No!” one of the women shouted as
she tried to struggle again. But it did
her no good. Both women were either
pushed or dragged over to Brandy.
“Let them get a good close look,”
Alfonso told them. “Take them around the
back too.”
Brandy didn’t exactly enjoy being
the center of attention, but she couldn’t do a thing about it as both women
were given a tour of her body, including what had been done to her vaginal lips
behind her.
Brandy heard a slight commotion
behind her.
“Pick her up!” Alfonso suddenly
ordered.
Brandy wondered if one of the women
had fainted? She didn’t blame that woman
if she did.
“Okay. Enough!” Alfonso said. “Get them in their cages.”
The screaming and struggling
started again. Brandy saw both women
being dragged toward the door. One of
them appeared to be barely conscious.
She was set down on the floor and one of the men literally sat down on
her to keep her there. The other men
grabbed the other woman and picked her up.
She watched as the woman struggled for all she was worth, but the men
seemed to be holding her by not only her body, but both arms and legs as well.
It was difficult to see everything
clearly since they moved off to the side of the room and Brandy had to rely
more on her peripheral vision. But she
could see that they carried her over to the first cage on her left side. The cage on that side that was closest to the
door. It was hard to see with all the
men crowding around her, but Brandy did her best to watch as they turned the
woman over and fought with her to get each part of her lined up in the cage. She watched as piece by piece, limb by limb,
part by part, the men literally forced her down into position and locked each
part of each limb to the cage. First one
leg, then the other while the woman screamed her head off. With both her lower legs locked down, they
bent her at the waist and began forcing her arms into the device as well,
locking each part of them to the metal frame.
When her arms were securely locked, Brandy saw them push down hard on
the woman’s body, before other men attached more metal tightly around the
woman’s waist and then fasten those metal bars to other parts of the frame,
keeping the woman’s body crushed down against her knees.
Brandy couldn’t see it clearly, not
just because of her peripheral vision but because the woman was surrounded by
the men, but they were doing something to her.
When several of the men moved aside, she saw a metal bar attached from
the waist piece that now ran to the woman’s head where it was secured by a
metal band. The woman, like herself,
could no longer move anything…except her hands and her toes.
The women was certainly crying and
screaming her head off as the men all left her and headed for the second woman,
still being held down on the floor by one of the men. As they picked the second woman up, the one
thing about the first woman that caught Brandy’s attention, was that they had
turned her so that her head was facing the wall. The poor woman couldn’t turn her head and had
literally nothing to look at but the dull tile wall right in front of her. Brandy was suddenly grateful for the fact
that she at least could see most of the room.
That poor woman couldn’t see anything.
They might as well have blindfolded her.
But then if they did, she’d never see all the damn cocks that Brandy was
guessing would soon be filling her mouth.
And she had no doubt that Alfonso wanted her to see every cock she
could.
While most of the men worked on
getting the second woman locked into the cage at the far right side of the
room, Brandy noticed the final man going to the first woman on her left
again. She saw him doing something with
her long hair. She was surprised to
realize he was braiding her hair around that metal bar that ran from her head
to her waist. Had her own hair been
braided that way? It wasn’t hanging
down. She couldn’t even feel it. Brandy was guessing that’s what they must
have done with it.
On her right side, Brandy watched
as they continued to force the second screaming, sobbing woman into her
cage…while on her left side. Brandy watched the other man. By the time the second woman was locked in
place, the other man had finished with her hair and was heading over to the one
on the right. Through it all, Alfonso
stood in the middle of the room and watched.
She’d love to put him in one of these cages and weld it like hers was so
he couldn’t ever get free. See how he
liked it! She had a feeling he wouldn’t
like it much at all. Too bad he didn’t
have breasts! She’d hang a bucket from
his breasts too. And maybe fill it with
lead!
She watched as the one man began
braiding the second woman’s hair around the metal bar…while on the other side
of the room, she was surprised to see one of the men doing something else with
the woman’s head. When the men finally
moved away, she was surprised to realize they had buckled a gag of some sort
around the woman’s head, and Brandy was just betting it was a ring gag to keep
her mouth open. But they had buckled
that gag around her head. Brandy was
surprised by that. Her own gag had some
kind of cruel fasteners that literally fastened the thing permanently inside her
mouth, preventing any jaw movement at all, up or down.
But the men putting the gag in
place didn’t seem to be done with her yet.
She saw one of them take something from his pocket. Something bulky. He seemed to be… Her hands!
He was putting something over her hands so she couldn’t open them. Brandy was sure she had guessed right when
the man moved to her other side to do her other hand.
A few minutes later, the second
woman had the same kind of ring gag buckled in her mouth and the man was now
working on her hands. Brandy was
jealous. The gag they had used on her
had to be better than the ring they had put into her mouth. But then she knew that these women, unlike
herself, would eventually be released.
She had no hope of that. Not with
her cage fastenings welded together.
She noticed Alfonso now staring at
her. He wasn’t saying anything, just
smiling that wicked, cruel smile. What
could he say that she would care about anyway…unless it had something to do
with letting her go. And that was
something she wanted desperately…even though she knew it would probably never
happen…unless Carol finally found her.
What was taking Carol so long?
Please Carol. Find me! Hurry!
Alfonso turned his head away from
Brandy and looked back and forth at his two latest subjects. The men who had fastened them into the cages
were all standing in a group by the door.
“I’m sure you realize by now,” he said loudly to the two women on each
side of him, “that escape is impossible.
I’ve even allowed you to take a good look at what else we could do to
you if we wanted. So as bad as this
seems for you now, remember, it can always get worse. And trust me, we have no problem making
things worse for you.
“You have been sent to us because
your owners were angry at you.” He
chuckled. “That makes us very
happy. We don’t have to worry about
either of you being trouble ever again because both of you are now nothing but
play-toys for my men. You’re both
nothing but exhibits to be looked at and used.
You’re nothing but a device with three holes for our pleasure and
amusement. Do you understand? You are nothing anymore! Nothing!
You’re certainly not human any longer.
Once you’re in those cages, you cease to be human. You cease to exist…other than as an object
for our pleasure and amusement. You’re
no longer women. You’re no longer a
person. You’re an object with three
holes. Nothing more than that. And from now on, for the rest of your
miserable lives, that’s all you will ever be…three holes, and nothing more.
“How long will we keep you here
like this? I don’t know. Weeks.
Months. Years. Or perhaps, like our other little exhibit in
this room. Forever! It doesn’t matter. Nothing about you matters to me and I need
you to understand that. You are now
nothing but objects in my collection. No
matter what you may think, you are now nothing more than three holes. Three holes designed to give pleasure to
men. The rest of your bodies are
worthless. Useless. So we have fixed it so that the only thing
the rest of your body can do is to be a container for those three holes, and
nothing more.
You have given your owners nothing
but trouble, so the only parts of you that can remain of any use are those
three holes. You’re no longer a
person. Just three holes. From now on, that’s all you will ever will
be. Nothing more. Forever.
Dwell on that as you now consider what the rest of your lives have been
reduced to.”
Brandy saw him nod at the men. The men barely paused. Some of them went to one side, the rest to
the other side. It took only seconds for
Brandy to realize what they were doing.
She had no choice but to watch as those two women screamed. Screams that were cut short and strangled as
cocks were rudely stuffed into their mouths…along with their cunts, or their
anus. Whatever the men wanted, they did
to those two women. And when all the men
were finally done, they left. All but
Alfonso.
Alfonso stood in the middle of the
room and listened to the two women sobbing their hearts out. He tried to decide which one was crying
less. He finally decided on which one. He went to her, pulled his cock out of his
pants, and parted her ass cheeks.
Someone had already used it, but he didn’t care. He used it himself, slowly, cruelly, until he
was done. Then, instead of pulling
himself away, he went around in front of the woman and stuck his dirty cock
right in her mouth. “Clean me!” he
ordered.
Brandy watched as a moment later
the woman received a vicious slap to her face.
“Clean me!” Alfonso ordered.
Brandy knew first-hand what a slap
like that felt like when your head was held rigid in one of those cages. It seemed to take a long time, but finally
Alfonso left her. She was surprised to
see him not putting his cock away. Had
the woman not cleaned him off like he wanted her to? She watched as he walked across the room to the
other woman. Around to her head. Brandy suddenly suspected what was going to
happen. She heard the woman there start
to scream, then that scream got cut off as he began pissing into her
mouth. As Brandy knew from her own first
harsh lesson, there was literally nothing the woman could do about it. Like herself, those two women had been
reduced from being a person, down to being nothing but three holes for the use
and amusement of any man that wanted to use her – in any way they wanted to use
her. And as she had known most of her
life, sometimes, men could be cruel.
Three holes. No longer a person. She was two holes. No longer a person. She was a thing now. A thing with two holes that any man could use
for whatever pleasure he wanted. A thing
that existed to feel nothing but pain.
Find me Carol. Please!
Fine me soon!
