Chloe - Dominated and Degraded
Chapter 5
As soon as the young agent entered the office her heart sank. The alcove
area was covered with heavy plastic sheeting which meant only one thing to the
frightened woman, she faced another round of water sports. Adele Rankine
followed behind her, closing the door which locked when it was shut. "Don't
stand there gawking, get out of those clothes.... Ms Rankine, unlock that
chastity belt when she's stripped down so I can get at that tight twat of hers."
Bareback's harsh voice sent tremors through Chloe as she fumbled with the
buttons and zippers of her slacks. Bareback was naked and his large cock was
rapidly lengthening as he stroked it. Adele had also shucked off her dress and
stood there in panties and bra, waiting to release the agent's pussy from its
confines.
When she was totally naked, Chloe was made to lean across his desk,
using her arms for support. " Move from that position before I tell you, and I
will tear the skin off that scrawny ass of yours." Bareback snarled, giving her
butt a slap that rocked her entire body.
Adele climbed up on the desk, naked except for her bra and positioned
her pubic mound so that it was inches from Chloe's mouth. "My secretary's cunt
should keep you occupied while I give you a taste of what's coming to you this
weekend. Consider this a prevue of coming attractions, a very brief prevue I
might add."
As the last words were out of special agent Bram Bareback's mouth, she
felt the first of a series of vicious blows that turned her clenched ass cheeks
into two flaming mounds of flesh. It took a few more strokes for her to realize
that he was using something rounded and made of metal on her defenseless
backside. It was not possible to absorb what was happening, the blows fell so
fast and each one felt as if it was cutting her skin open. She was in agony.
Then Adele grabbed her hair and jammed Chloe's face into her wet cunt. " Lick
you little bitch! You will get me off or he'll tear that ass of yours up until
it's in tatters!"
Poor Chloe, her butt was being turned into hamburger while her breathing
was constrained by the insistent thrusting of Ms Rankine's wet, dripping fuckbox
against her face. Things got worse as Bareback marched the vicious instrument
down to that tender area separating the bottom of her ass cheeks and the tops of
her thighs. When it started biting into this area Chloe screamed into the
secretary's cunt, providing it even more stimulation. Now Adele's maw was
swallowing Chloe's nose as well as her mouth; it was impossible for her to
breathe. The young woman panicked and rose up from the desk to free herself from
the suffocating grip that Adele had on her.
Suddenly there was this terrific pain radiating from her pubic mound,
and her body was literally lifted into the air from the force of the blow he had
delivered to her. Bareback had driven his knee up betwen her spread legs and
rammed it into her cunt, flattening it and driving the air from her. Chloe saw
stars and hundreds of litle black dots as her body tried to deal with the pain
that cruel blow had caused. Then everything went black and she lapsed into
unconsciousness, slipping down to the floor.
Chloe awoke to find herself flat on her back with her head resting in
the bottom of a shallow plastic pan. No sooner had she opened her eyes when a
stream of acrid piss spurted from Ms Rankine's pee hole, hitting her squarely in
the face. She tried to move herself away from the source of this flow, but
discovered that she was tied hand and foot and held down by the weight of the
woman's body.
"Open your fucking mouth you little cunt so Adele can fill it up with
her nice warm piss!" She instantly recognized Bareback's voice and tried to
locate him and at the same time dodge the steady stream of liquid that sprayed
across her face. Suddenly her stomach was flattened as he stomped on her
unprotected midsection, once, then again, and finally a third time. Chloe
brought up everything she'd eaten for the last twelve hours, much of her vomit
coming to rest on her face and chest. Moments later she brought up some bile and
a bit more vomit, adding to her general sense of utter degradation. "Open up or
I'll stomp your cunt until I rupture something." Bareback hollered as his foot
came down on her shaved vulva. Chloe opened her mouth and it was quickly filled
with the secretary's piss that seemed endless.
Bareback watched as the young agent struggled to keep up with what was
issuing from his secretary. He knew that Adele had been drinking coffee all
morning in preparation for this little taste of humiliation that Starkers was
undergoing. Finally Ms Rankine's bladder was emptied, but she wasn't finished
with Chloe quite yet. She ordered the dazed woman to lick her cunt until it was
completely free of any traces of her lengthy piss. By now the young agent's face
and hair were soaked with Adele's urine. He pointed toward the large plastic
bucket that was located within the alcove. Chloe was forced to kneel before the
pail, and then Ms Rankine jammed her head into the water filling the bucket and
got her cleaned up to his satisfaction. Following a brisk toweling, the
bedraggled agent was marched back to Bareback's desk and ordered to squeeze
herself into its well, which had been modified to accommodate not only his legs,
but also a squatting female such as Starkers. Her misery seemed to know no
bounds.
For nearly five hours Chloe was humiliated and degraded. For one, she
had to suck the special agent's cock and swallow his cum. On three different
occasions she had to take his long, thick cock into her mouth and apply herself
diligently for what seemed like an eternity until he spurted his salty seed into
her mouth. During this time he would bombard her with insults and complaints
about her lack of ability; reminding her that she would have to be trained
properly once her initiation period was over.
When he came, she had to hold his sperm laden deposit in her mouth and
swish it around. Then he demanded that she gargle with this slimy load of blind
swimmers until she was on the verge of choking. Getting her head back far enough
to meet his wishes was most difficult in this very small space, but somehow she
managed. Then he would at last allow her to swallow this nasty mess. Still not
finished with this humiliating ritual, he would make her smack her lips with
pleasure and beg him for more cum to swallow.
Approximately every hour Ms Rankine would arrive and serve special agent
Bareback his coffee. Then she would stoop down and slide Chloe's special coffee
into where she squatted, and wait while the young woman drank the entire cup and
slid it back out for the secretary to collect. After drinking two cups of the
heavily salted brew, her bladder was full to bursting. It was then that he
introduced her to another ritual, one that was even more perverted than sucking
him off to completion and swallowing his spending.
At first when he thrust his cock into her mouth she thought he wanted
her to get him off once more. She was a bit surprised that he was not yet erect.
When he began pissing into her mouth she nearly choked, so shocked was she by
this totally degrading act he was forcing her to perform. "Swallow every drop or
I will beat you to a pulp." Bareback snarled as the flow of his bitter, salty
piss increased.
She could do nothing but comply. It seemed to take forever until he was
finished. Just before he was done he told her she would be expected to gargle
with the dregs and continue to do this until he allowed her to swallow his
"nectar" and then thank him for this wonderful opportunity to show her devotion
to him. She was a broken woman after performing this disgusting ritual. She
would do it once more before the afternoon was done.
Some time after finishing his recycled coffee, her distended bladder
began to cause her severe pain. Her grunts and moans brought a chuckle from him.
"I'll bet I know an FBI agent who really needs to take a piss in the worse way.
Do you know who she is?" he said playfully. Chloe begged him to let her relieve
herself. "Lick my balls and give them a nice spit shine and I'll let you out so
you can go in your nice new piss pot." he replied.
At this point there was nothing that Chloe would not do in order to
release this river of piss that was dammed up within her. She was now to the
point that she had no shame. Had he told her to squat outside of his office and
piss all over the floor in plain sight of most of the office personnel, she
would have done it without even thinking of the consequences. This was the state
that he wanted her to be in constantly. Bareback was well on his way to
achieving his objective.
Bareback called his secretary into the office so she could witness
Chloe's latest act of self degradation. While she pissed into the yellow bucket
Chloe had to masturbate, splattering her urine all over her belly and onto the
plastic sheeting. At a nod from her boss, Adele hiked up her dress exposing her
shaved pussy and moved closer so Chloe could lick her cunt as she played with
her own pussy and pissed like a cow.
He took some pictures of this tableau, then grinned and gave Adele
another nod. The expression on Chloe's face was priceless as Adele began pissing
into her eyes. Chloe's mouth opened automatically and Adele directed her stream
into the young agent's mouth. The secretary slowed down and then stopped her
flow for a moment and Chloe began to gargle her piss, without being prompted.
The two of them exchanged big smiles as Chloe continued to mortify herself for
their amusement. "I thought she'd have a little more backbone than this. I
remember it took nearly two weeks before you got me to that point." she
observed. Her boss chuckled and added, "You were a handful in those days. I
remember thinking I might have to have you gangbanged around the clock again in
order to break your spirit, but all it took was one more good old fashion
thrashing for you to see the error of your ways."
The rest of the afternoon followed the same nightmarish pattern as Chloe
sucked cock and swallowed cum, following his instructions to the letter and
thanking him profusely for the degradation and utter humilation she experienced.
She consumed his urine, acting as his personal toilet. She drank cup after cup
of whatever it was that Adele brought her to drink. She begged to be allowed to
void her bladder, now filled to the bursting point, promising to do anything
that Bareback ordered without hesitation.
He took her at her word, making her piss into her cupped hands and then
lapping it up like a dog before being allowed to piss some more. The last time
she performed this odious task, it took nearly twenty minutes before she found
complete relief. During most of that agonizing period he recorded her descent
into the lower depths as she was reduced to nothing more than some dumb animal
obeying its built-in instincts for survival.
There was still more to follow when the building was nearly deserted and
only Chloe and her two tormentors remained in the area. Once again she leaned
over the desk so her flat bottom could be whipped with the metal rod until she
thought her ass would explode from the swelling this brutal beating caused. For
the first time since this nightmare week began she was sodomized by Ms Rankine
who raked her back and sides with her fingernails as she battered the young
agent's anal passageway with a long, thick dildo covered with bumps and ridges
that irritated and scored the sensitive flesh of the agent's anus and rectum.
Chloe was bleeding when finally Bareback pronounced himself satisifed that she
had had enough for the day.
There still was one more nasty surprise before she was allowed to leave
this torture chamber. The chastity belt was fitted to her loins and covered with
the confining panty girdle. She was instructed to keep the panty girdle on until
she went to bed. In the event that she had to urinate, a guarantee based on all
the liquids that she had been forced to consume, she would not be allowed to
remove the garment. However they were expecting it to be perfectly clean when
she arrived at the office tomorrow morning.
This meant that the poor woman would have to get up early to wash and
dry the undergarment before she wore it to work. She also realized that not
being free of the chastity belt would make cleaning her genital area a
challenge. To add further to her concerns she wondered how she could possibly
explain all of this to her roommate who was supposed to be back at the apartment
this evening. Her mind was so befogged that she didn't even bother to address
the issue of passing through the screening machine tomorrow morning while still
wearing the chastity belt.
Chloe finally reached her apartment and let herself in. There was no
evidence that Honey Connover, the blonde bombshell as she jokingly called her,
had yet returned home. She quickly checked the blinking answering machine and
listened to her roommate make some more excuses for not returning as promised,
and provide absolutely no information concerning her whereabouts or when she
would return. Chloe had been so involved with her own problems that she hadn't
tried reaching her friend at her job in a satellite FBI office in Maryland.
Despite her difficulties, Chloe sat down and called Honey's number at the office
and left her a message stating that she was fine, but was becoming a bit worried
over her mysterious absence from their place. She made a little joke about
fearing that perhaps aliens had abducted her for use as a test subject in some
bizarre sex experiment, and then hung up.
The young agent tried to concentrate on keeping busy, not wanting to
obsess on what tomorrow held in store for her. Today had been the worst one of
all, but since each subsequent day seemed to bring even more cruel surprises and
humiliating experiences, she did not want to even try to imagine what she would
be subjected to on the final day of the work week. She prepared dinner,
realizing that she needed to keep up her strength to protect herself from
totally capitulating to the fiendish aims of Bareback and his secretary.
Nature called, and Chloe was once again forced to debase herself,
flooding the panty girdle with the contents of her bulging bladder. To avoid
creating even more of a mess, she had squatted in the tub as she relieved
herself. She knew that this latest torment was beng captured on tape, but
resolved not to show her feelings, a minor victory in this basically one-sided
struggle. Almost on cue, her phone rang just as she was finishing this latest
dirty trick they had played on her. It proved impossible to reach the phone
before the speaker hung up, but Chloe knew in her heart that it was just going
to be another set of instructions aimed at reducing her self esteem to its
absolute minimum. Her feeling was proven correct.
It was Ms Rankine's voice that echoed in her ear, remarking in a
sarcastic tone that she was sorry to interrupt the agent while she was
indisposed, but it was necessary. She proceeded to give orders to the agent
concerning her outfit for the following day. She was to wear a very short black
skirt, one she had purchased as part of a costume she wore to a party last year.
It ended eight inches above her knees. A matching tank top that left her stomach
partially exposed completed her outer wear. Beneath this she was to wear nothing
except black panty hose. A pair of black, patent leather shoes was called for,
and a large yellow purse that she had bought on a whim from a thrift shop
completed her ensemble.
The panty girdle, washed and dried, would be carried in the purse. It
was the next instruction that nearly broke her will. She was to purchase one
dozen condoms, and an economy size tube of lubricant from a drug store located a
few blocks from the main entrance to the FBI facility, and add them to the
contents of her purse. She was cautioned not to forget to carry the piss pot
with her when she entered the facility. Chloe hardly reacted to the orders
covering her makeup for the next day. It was to be carelessly applied and
featured garish black lipstick, with matching eye liner and mascara. She was
even told where these particular cosmetics were located in her apartment. It
turned out that they belonged to Honey, who had worn them to a Halloween party
last year. Chloe was too benumbed to be even mildly shocked by the detailed
knowledge about her place that Adele possessed.
She began to tremble as soon as Ms Rankine hung up. For a moment she
gave into panic. Then for some strange reason she had this overwhelming urge to
masturbate, to actually provide herself with some honest sexual pleasure to
counteract the perverted activities that had become the staple of her existence.
Even this small pleasure had been denied to her, thanks to the devilish cage
that isolated her pussy from any contact. Chloe was on the verge of completely
giving herself over to them for whatever fate they had planned for her. She had
truly touched bottom.
(To be continued)
