Adventures of Brooke

                               Adventures of Brooke

       

                                       Chapter Two

                               by Semiater semiater@yahoo.com

       Brooke shuffled from leg to leg as she stood alone on the sidewalk in the early morning light. 

She’d barely slept in the previous week, not since William had dropped her home after her interview at the club.  Her mind kept going back and forth, could she really do it? 

Even now as she stood outside waiting for the van she didn’t know if she could go through with it.

       Brooke felt the breeze blow up under her long gray overcoat.  The air was cool and her nipples were hard as they rubbed the inner lining of her jacket.  She had her hands stuffed deep in her pockets trying to hide how violently they trembled. 

Every car that passed, every person that stepped out of an apartment nearby Brooke swore they all knew, that they knew why she was standing there nearly naked, only covered by a dingy overcoat waiting to sell her body to an S&M club. 

Brooke’s heart skipped a beat when she saw a black van approaching from down the street.  She almost bolted as it got closer and closer, but then it flew by, oblivious to her presence on the sidewalk.

       She’d almost called William during the week, she’d handled his card so often that the paper had begun to fall apart.  Any time she’d tried to sleep, images of what she’d seen at the club filled her mind, it all seemed so surreal now.  She’d woken up screaming too many times to even count, Brooke was afraid even to try and sleep anymore.  When she would finally manage to pass out of pure exhaustion she would dream, and then wake screaming, her body covered with sweat and her heart pounding.  She’d be panting for breath feeling ill.  It always felt like her body was on fire and there was an undeniable tingle in her pussy, more like a burning than a tingle.  She’d tried to ignore the feeling, the desire, she’d get up and search the classified sections for jobs over and over again.  She’d tried everything to suppress the feelings but they never faded, she could never keep the thoughts of what happened to the girls at the club from her head, and unwittingly, she found herself imagining what it would be like to be those girls…

       Brooke didn’t have on a watch, she couldn’t tell how long she’d been standing there, she’d worn no jewelry, nothing.  She wore nothing but the long coat and a pair of shoes.  She hadn’t even worn socks. 

She’d been standing outside since 7:30 am, her neighbors probably thought she was insane, seeing her standing there with the long jacket on, shivering as the air played over her naked pussy.         

Brooke didn’t have a clue what time it was, it felt as though hours had passed but still there was no sign of the van.  Brooke could feel her cheeks were flush with embarrassment, she could feel the sweat on her brow even though the air was cool.  The long coat covered her trembling knees but it couldn’t mask the dryness of her mouth.

       Her body went numb when she saw the black van approaching, for some reason she knew this one wouldn’t be driving past. 

It was more like a delivery truck than a van, the front windows were tinted so they were almost black.  Brooke desperately tried to get her legs to move so she could run away but she couldn’t make her body work.  Her legs were like granite and her feet felt like they were cemented into the ground. 

The van pulled to a stop in the open space in front of where she stood.  Brooke felt her head go light as the front door slid open.  She couldn’t believe that it was actually happening. 

       Brooke didn’t fight as the large man from the passenger seat got out of the truck and moved toward her.  She felt his huge hand lock on her elbow, clamping down on her arm and pulling her toward the truck.  She stumbled up the steps into the large van.  She couldn’t hear over the ringing in her ears.  The man holding her elbow pushed her through a door that was between the two front seats of the truck.  Brooke could feel the man gripping her arm tight, both he and the driver were dressed in inconspicuous brown uniforms, they looked like any typical delivery man.

       The narrow passage the man led her down was dark, Brooke was pushed forward through a heavy curtain and her knees nearly buckled when she saw the three girls sitting in the back compartment of the van, they were seated naked on benches that lined either side of the truck.  Large red ball gags filled their mouths’, and each girl had her hands manacled and pulled above her head attached to hooks hanging from the ceiling.  Each girl had her legs spread wide with her ankles chained to the floor.  A thick nylon strap was pulled around their waists’ and snugged them tight against the wall.                                

       Brooke finally regained some semblance of control over her body and started to fight, she tried to run back through the door from which she’d come but the guard held her easily.  Her struggles didn’t seem to hinder him at all.  In an instant he had her stripped out of her jacket.  She wanted to whine in pain as he held her hands tight in his grasp and fitted her wrists into manacles like the other girls.  The guard easily locked Brooke’s hands into the metal bonds and hooked her wrists over the ring that hung from the ceiling. 

       Brooke felt her chest rising and falling quickly as the guard grabbed for her thigh’s and held them tight in his hands as he spread her legs and locked her ankles to manacles set in the floor.  Brooke groaned out loud as the man pulled a nylon belt tight around her waist pressing her back against the cold metal of the van.  She screamed, trying to beg him desperately to stop, but her cries didn’t affect the guard in the least.  She tried to make eye contact with the other girls, to seek some kind of sympathy but they just stared at her passively. 

Brooke’s eyes went wide with shock as the guard pinched her nostrils shut.  She opened her mouth gasping for breath and he forced a large red ball gag into her gaping mouth.  She started to squeal as he buckled the leather strap tight behind her head forcing the ball deep between her teeth.

       Brooke whined in consternation, she tugged on the bonds that held her and felt her body go rigid with complete and utter humiliation.  She could feel her breasts heaving as the man got up from his knees and moved toward the front of the truck, oblivious to her muffled, indecipherable babble. 

       “Any trouble?”  Brooke heard the driver speak to the man who had bound her.

       “Same old stuff, new--”  The men’s voices went silent as the door to the front slammed shut.  Brooke could feel the tears streaking down her cheeks and she could barely breathe.  It felt like she was hyperventilating and she couldn’t seem to get enough air through her nose.  Already her jaws started to ache from the large ball gag that was wedged between her teeth.    

       Brooke yelped involuntarily as the truck started to move.  She could feel her breasts sway as the van accelerated.  Through her tear filled eyes she looked at the other girls, two sat across from her and one sat to her left.  Brooke felt her face go flush as she realized the other girls were studying her.  She looked at the spread thighs of the other girls and their smooth shaved pussies, she could see the visible cleft of their sex’s as they sat bound on the benches.  Brooke saw the brushed metal collars around each of the girls’ ankles, she took in the sight of their bodies, their lithe trim frames, their large breasts that moved with the motion of the truck.  Brooke could barely believe it as she looked at the girls’, they didn’t seem to be at all bothered by being restrained. 

       They’d been driving for ten or fifteen minutes and Brooke could feel the strain in her shoulders, her jaws ached and she desperately wanted to close her thighs.  The metal rings on the other girls’ neck collars jingled softly in the back hold of the truck.

       Brooke felt her body go cold when the van eased to a halt.  She started whimpering softly as she heard the front door of the truck open.  After a few seconds the curtain opened and a cute redhead shuffled in.  The girl was already naked and Brooke saw the thick black collar around her neck along with the polished metal collar around her ankle.  The girl’s thigh rubbed Brooke’s as she sat next to her on the bench.  The guard moved quickly and locked the girl’s wrists and ankles in place.  It was all so mechanical, so mundane, or so it seemed to everybody but Brooke, her mind couldn’t process what was happening. 

       Brooke was panting, her nipples were hard and she could feel the thin film of perspiration on her skin.  Her head was pounding and she felt like she’d faint at any second. 

       The truck seemed to move on forever, that or time had stopped moving in Brooke’s mind.  When the truck finally pulled to a halt again the vibration of the engine ceased and she knew they were at the club.  She felt a trail of saliva running down over her chin from her gagged mouth and the drops fell on her gorgeous breasts. 

       The back door of the van flung open and Brooke started screaming into the gag.  The two guards paid little heed to her desperate wails as they began unhooking the other girl’s from their seats.  Brooke watched in terrified disbelieve as the girls—her fellow workers—were lead one by one from the truck.  They didn’t seem at all bothered by the leather cuffs that were snugged tight and locked in place around their wrists, or that their hands were pulled into the small of their back and clipped together. 

Brooke was panting so hard into the huge ball gag she felt lightheaded. 

She felt the electric touch of the guards hand on her skin and thought she’d pass out.  She whined as he released her arms from the manacles above her head, and then knelt between her widely splayed legs and removed the metal bonds from around her ankles. 

Before the guard let Brooke stand he put thick leather cuffs onto her wrists and ankles.  She tried to fight but it was no use, he easily overpowered her.  He attached the cuffs on her wrists together with a piece of chain, then clipped a slightly longer piece between the cuffs on her ankles.  Never before had Brooke been touched like she was now, the guard moved her limbs with absolutely no concern for what she felt.  She felt like such an object as he fettered her. 

The guard clipped a piece of chain between the two chains locking her wrists and ankles, clipping together the ones between her legs and wrists so she was hobbled.  When the guard helped Brooke to her feet she realized she couldn’t stand straight up, the chain holding together her wrists and ankles was too short and she had to hunch over. 

Brooke almost stumbled as she took her first step, the chain between her ankles was too short to take a normal stride and only the guard’s meaty hand holding her upright kept her from falling.

       By the time Brooke was lifted out of the van all the other girls had disappeared, her cheeks glowed red with shame as she spied other men standing around the loading dock, their eyes all locked on her and moved over her body.  Brooke wanted to cry in complete and abject humiliation as the guard pulled on her elbow and she was forced to take short, awkward steps.  She was hobbled by the chains as the guard held her tight in his grasp. 

       It seemed to take forever, Brooke kept her eyes downcast wary of making eye contact with any of the girls she saw in the halls.  She was unable to deal with the shame she felt when she saw the other guards and the way they stared at her.  Brooke’s legs were aching from the short unnatural gait she was forced to use. 

Brooke’s thighs were burning and her heart started pounding even harder than it already was when she was finally led into Nathan’s elegant office. 

       Brooke felt the guard’s fingers digging into her arm as he waited for Nathan to acknowledge their presence.

       “You can leave us guard.”  Brooke was forced to slump forward in her bonds as the guard let go of her arms.  She felt her breasts dangling and her nipples were hard as rocks as she stood there naked, panting in shame.

       “I’m glad that you decided to show up Brooke.”  Nathan got up from behind his desk and approached her.  Brooke cowered away as he took position in front of her.  She started whimpering as he reached behind her head.  She could hear her heart thudding in her chest as the blood pulsed through her brain as Nathan unbuckled the ball gag from behind her head.  The ball popped from between her jaws with a slurping sound. 

Brooke opened and closed her jaw trying to relieve the aching, she started to thank Nathan for taking the gag from her mouth, but he waved his finger in front of his mouth before she could speak.

“sssshhhh.”  She felt the butterflies in her stomach come to life. 

       “No, no slut, you do not speak unless spoken to.”  Brooke’s body was trembling, her breasts jiggled as the chains clanged together.

       Nathan moved behind his desk, he seemed to float his movements were so smooth.  Brooke could hear herself breathing as the air whistled through her nostrils.  He reached in one of the drawers on the massive desk and pulled out a thick pile of papers.                        

       “This is your contract, you can get out of it after 30 days like we’d talked about no matter where you decide to work.”  Brooke felt her face go flush and she dropped her eyes to the floor. 

“Have you decided where you want to work?”  Brooke’s throat was so dry she couldn’t believe that it was coming to this, now, confronted with the reality of selling herself the decision again took on a degree of uncertainty.

       “Well?”  Nathan’s eyebrow’s peaked, she knew he was waiting on her response. 

       “I…”  Brooke couldn’t get out the words.  “I, I would like to work as an associate.”  Brooke felt the pain in her temples grow as her head pounded.  She couldn’t believe she’d said it.  She couldn’t believe she was here…                                                                         

       Nathan set a pile of papers in front of Brooke on the desk. 

       “I just need to you sign the agreement and we can get you started.”  Brooke was humiliated to realize he wasn’t going to undo the chains that bound her wrists and ankles.  She had to kind of wobble up to the desk, it was awkward, and a little painful.  She read the first page, paragraph after paragraph of legalize greeted her, Brooke read the lines describing how she was basically selling herself to the club.

       She signed the first sheet, then Nathan pulled it away and there was another, and another.  She had to strain her wrists against the chains to put her mark on the paperwork, her nipples were hard as rocks and ached.  Brooke knew in part it was anticipation, even with her little tour she didn’t know what to expect of her time at the club.

       When she finally got to the final sheet it was all a blur.  Nathan picked up the papers, looked them over, signed a few sheets himself then put them in a folder on the desk.

       “Ah, looks like we’re all in order.”  Nathan pushed a button on the desk, a few seconds later a girl scurried in.  Brooke stared at the collar she wore, Brooke could hear the gentle tingle of the tag.  The girl only wore a thong, one Brooke knew had the dildo’s attached to it.  The girl also had on nipple clamps with heavy weights that dangled as she moved.  Brooke cringed at the thought, the lead swung in large arcs, tugging down on the girl’s sensitive flesh. 

       “Take these documents to get copied, put them on file.”  Nathan flicked one of the weights with his finger as the girl picked up the papers.

       “Yes Master, I will do it immediately.”  Brooke could see the girl grit her teeth as the weight swung, stretching her nipple even more. 

As soon as she had the folder the girl moved quickly out of the office, the tag on her collar chimed softly as she left the room. 

       Nathan moved around the desk.  Brooke kept her eyes downcast but she could feel him move behind her.  He put his hand on her shoulders, Brooke was slumped forward with the way she was bound and Nathan ran his hand over her back, then pushed a stray lock of hair out of her eyes. 

       “I believe you will do quite well here Brooke.”  Nathan moved in front of her so she could see him, though she didn’t look up. 

“You will now be sent to the doctor, he will complete your profile and do all the tests.”  Brooke could see his freshly polished shoes. 

“The doctor will prepare you for work, though you will be kept from servicing customers till we get results, until then you will serve drinks in the bar, or perform other duties around the club as we see fit.”  Nathan reached out and cupped Brooke’s chin, lifting her so she has to look him in the eyes. 

“This is your training period, take care to learn your role, if you do, as I said, I think you will be a very popular girl here and do well financially.”  Nathan grabbed for Brooke’s breast and pinched her nipple hard till she had to yelp in pain.

       Nathan let go of her tit and moved back behind his desk, he tapped another button, and soon there was a knock at the door and a huge guard walked in.

       “Take her Dr. Mitchell please.”  The guard grabbed for Brooke’s wrists and pulled her out of the room. 

       Brooke’s legs ached as she moved down the hall, the chains clanged as she walked, the guards thick hand encircled her elbow, it took all her concentration to keep from tripping. 

       Finally, after walking down what seemed like an endless maze of hallways they reached the doctor’s office.  The guard knocked on the door.  Brooke might have been naïve when it came to bondage and discipline, but already she could make out the sound of leather on flesh as the guard opened the door and walked in. 

       Brooke was shocked to see the nurse bent over the knee of the doctor, her skirt was up in the small of her back and he was using a paddle on her.  The girl, the nurse, she was crying, calling out the number of blows laid on her ass.

       “11, 12…”  The doctor looked up, almost oblivious to Brooke and the guard.

       “Oh guard, please hold on a minute.”  The nurse’s voice cracked as she choked back tears, but she continued to count each time the leather hit her skin.

       “13…14…15.”  Finally the doctor stopped paddling her behind and she was bawling.

       “Get up you useless thing.”  The nurse stood and started rubbing her backside, tears streaked down her cheeks in visible lines.

       “Now remember, when I say to have the patients files ready I mean it.  Do you understand?”  The nurse sniffled out her response.

       “Yes Master.” 

       “Good, now go get Ms. Lewis’s paperwork so we can start.”  The girl shuffled away with her head down, her cute red ass wiggled painfully as she moved.

       “Guard, bring her to me.”  Brooke knew he was talking about her.  The guard gripped her arm tight and pushed her toward the doctor.

       “Please, unchain her, would you?”  The guard removed the chains from the cuffs around Brooke’s wrists and ankles but he did not remove the cuffs themselves. 

       “So, a new associate.”  The doctor stood up from his chair and moved around Brooke, inspecting her like a piece of meat.

       “A very beautiful girl, isn’t she guard?” 

       “Yes sir.”  Brooke could feel the lustful eyes of the guard on her.  She jumped back away from the doctor’s hand when she felt him try to cup her breast. 

It was sudden and violent and Brooke yelped in shock as the doctor slapped her hard across the cheek.

       “No, no, never move away from me.”  Again the doctor extended his hand, this time Brooke didn’t try to recoil as he cupped her breast.  It took all her willpower to stand still as the doctor lifted her breast, then started squeezing her flesh.

       “Very nice, have a feel.”  Brooke felt her heart skip a beat.  The guard didn’t waste an instant and grasped her other breast in his meaty hands, he began molding her soft pliant mammary in his fingers. 

Brooke heard the nurse reenter the room quietly, hoping not to raise the doctor’s ire once again.  Brooke whimpered softly as the doctor’s hands left her breast and moved down over her belly, she felt the tears dribbling down her cheek as his index finger spread her labia and inched into her pussy.  Brooke’s knees trembled as his knuckle disappeared into her sex. 

       “Nice, very nice.”  The doctor’s finger slid out of her pussy.

       “Bend over the table girl!”  Brooke’s eyes went wide when she realized the doctor was talking to her.

       “But…”  Brooke stuttered out a futile response and she felt the guard pushing her toward the examination table, she felt her hips up against the cold vinyl and the rough paper scraped against her nipples as she was forced to bend over the edge of the table. 

       “Spread your legs!”  Brooke felt the pressure against the inside of her ankle as the doctor’s foot prodded her to move her legs wider.  Tears fell onto the paper covering the table.

       “She’s very tight, have a feel.”  Brooke felt another hand at her pussy, she closed her eyes as the finger spread her labia.  The new digit was quick and a bit larger than the doctor’s.  The guard eased his finger into her body, twisting, spreading her pink flesh as he drove his himself into her.  Brooke couldn’t hold back the sobs, she clinched her hands into fists and closed her eyes tight.  The guard’s finger pressed deep into her body, rotating and exploring her most sensitive orifice.

       “Nurse, have a feel, I’d bet you’d like to eat out this pussy.”  Brooke felt the guard’s invading finger slide out of her body, then she felt the long, thin fingers of the nurse spread her pussy lips.  Brooke felt the sharp jab of long nails inch into her body.  Brooke’s whimpering grew louder as two of the nurse’s fingers sunk into her pussy.  Brooke felt her knees almost give as the nurse used the nails of her free hand to trail over her clit. 

Brooke’s eyes shot open and her mouth was dry, she felt the nurse gently rub her clit while two fingers thrust in and out of her pussy.  Brooke could feel the arousal, she could feel the shortness of breath in her chest.

       “That’s enough nurse, it’s time to do the examination.”  Brooke felt the wanting as the nurse’s fingers slipped from her pussy, she longed to feel the nails against her clit again.

       “Ms. Lewis, enough fun for now.  Stand up, take a seat on the table.”  Brooke’s body trembled, she tried to cover up her ample bosom as she turned to face the doctor.

       “Ms. Lewis, please cut the modesty.”  Brooke uncovered her chest, her nipples were hard and she could feel the moisture in her sex. 

She hopped on the table, desperately she wanted to cross her legs, but she didn’t even try.

       “Okay, lets get to work.”  The doctor moved toward Brooke, he turned to speak to the guard as he grabbed for Brooke’s wrist. 

       “You can stay and observe if you’d like.”    Brooke felt the humiliation flood through her, the doctor hadn’t even bothered to ask if she minded if the guard was there or not.

       It started off like any other physical she’d had, the doctor tested her lungs, though he did grope her breasts as he checked her.  He measured her blood pressure, he looked in her ears, her throat.  For an instant Brooke forgot the context of the checkup.  The nurse in her short skirt with her deeply cut bust seemed to act like a nurse, taking notes for the doctor, handing him instruments, she even swabbed Brooke’s forearm with alcohol as the doctor drew blood.

Brooke tried not to look up, she tried not to notice the guard there with his eyes upon her.  She could feel the weight of his stare, the lust.  Brooke knew she should learn to live with it, given what she’d decided to do, but she felt a bit like an animal, an object.

“Get up!”  The doctor smacked Brooke’s tit with an open hang.

“On the scale.”  Brooke was too shocked to react audibly, she moved slowly toward the scale against the wall.

The doctor called out Brooke’s vital measurements to the nurse, weight, height, he then took out a flexible measure and got her waist and hip size.  He even had her stand against the wall, back pressed against the cold plaster and took pictures of her.  Not just frontal shots, but in profile, of her back, every conceivable position…all the while calling out additional notes to the nurse.  Brooke wondered if the girl’s bottom still burned from the paddling?

“Okay, into the chair.”  Brooke saw the doctor point toward the genealogical examination chair across the way, it was complete with stirrups and all.  She stared at the doctor with her innocent eyes, almost incredulous at they what they were doing to her.

“Come on now, I need to examine you.  Hurry up!”  Brooke felt her stomach churn, she wondered it the doctor would fuck her, or maybe let the guard.  The hair on her arms stood on end as her body shuddered in utter shame.

Brooke hopped up into the seat, it was far from comfortable.

“Put your legs up into the stirrups Ms. Lewis.”  Brooke could feel a cold sweat growing on her body, her belly convulsed.  She jerked her arm away from the armrest when the nurse started pulling a nylon strap over her wrist.

“Wha….”  The doctor glared at her and Brooke went silent immediately.

“We find the process moves quicker if your arms are immobilized.”  A small tear formed in Brooke’s eye but she didn’t fight as the nurse pulled the strap tight over her wrists.  Then the nurse moved to her Brooke’s thighs, locking her in place, in a position where her legs were splayed wide in an indecent, lewd display.

The doctor get between Brooke’s spread legs, he sat on a small stool.  Brooke’s whole body spasmed as he spread her labia with his finger, she closed her eyes tight as he examined her, his finger delving into the most sensitive parts of her body.

Brooke’s eyes flew open when the doctor pushed the cold speculum in her pussy.  She could feel his warm breath on her skin as he moved in close, peering deep within her cunt.  Brooke clinched her hands into balls, feeling every ounce of shame as the doctor looked deep within her body, and worse yet, she felt the Neanderthal guard watching her, adding to her degradation.

When the doctor finally pulled the speculum from her body she thought the ordeal might be over, but nobody moved to untie her.

“Let’s see how much you’ll be able to handle.”  She was confused, she didn’t know what he was talking about.  Brooke’s muscles tensed as she felt the cool liquid drizzled onto her pussy, it ran down between her ass cheeks and over her anus.  The doctor’s fingers spread the liquid over her sensitive flesh, pushing it into every pore.  Brooke stared down between her heaving breasts in horror.  The doctor expertly massaged her clit till Brooke started panting softly, her legs twitched in the stirrups.  Brooke’s nipples were hard, and her breasts quivered enticingly.  The feelings were too much and her head rolled back against the rest, her eyes were clamped shut as she savored the arousal. 

The doctor pushed a latex probe into Brooke’s pussy.  She squealed softly as the long rounded shaft slid in her belly.  The doctor continued to rub her clit, making Brooke’s ass bounce gently off the chair, her hips gyrating and her labia pulsing with blood as the probe sunk into her pussy, deep, as far as it would go.

“Nice depth.”  The doctor called out to the nurse, then he stopped playing with Brooke’s clit and called out more measurements.  Brooke immediately missed the doctor’s skillful machinations.  For the first time she noticed the intrusion in her pussy and felt the discomfort of the large object buried in her.  It felt like it penetrated to her cervix.  She’d never felt anything like it before.

“Let’s get some width measurements of what she can handle.”  Brooke heard the soft hum beneath her, then she felt the probe in her pussy start to expand.  At first it wasn’t bad, it wasn’t much bigger than the cocks she’d had, but then the intruder continued to grow, expanding, spreading her pussy till it was painful.

“Stop, stop, you’re going to kill me.  Aaaahhhhh!”  Brooke screamed out as the probe continued to grow larger, it felt like she’d be split in two. 

Just as the pain started to get too much, the humming noise stopped and the probe stopped expanding.

“Take a look at this guard, it looks like our girl’s pussy swallowed a bottle.”  The men roared in laughter.  Brooke felt fingers around the probe, moving over her skin. 

The doctor called out more numbers to the nurse but Brooke didn’t care.  It felt like her pussy was on fire and was being stretched impossibly wide. 

She wanted to scream when the guard stepped between her splayed legs and started fingering her clit.

“I think I could get my fist in there.”  The doctor and the guard roared in laughter again, Brooke could feel the complete and abject humiliation as they talked about her like she wasn’t even there. 

Slowly the probe started to deflate till finally the doctor pulled the invasive latex deep from Brooke’s body.  She was glad for the void, it had spread her more than she thought she could take.  Perspiration covered Brooke’s gorgeous body, little droplets of sweat formed on her breasts making a beautiful sparkling sheen in the bright lights.

“Now to test your ass.”  Brooke screamed as the latex touched her anus.

“No, No…..nooooo.”  She screamed as the probe was forced into her nether hole, her arms and legs corded and fought against the bonds but to no use.  The latex disappeared deeper and deeper into Brooke’s rectum.  She’d never had anal sex before and even with the probe at its smallest setting it made her scream out in pain. 

The doctor called out some additional numbers to the nurse before the probe started expanding.  Brooke screamed, begging the doctor to stop but the latex grew deep in her body.  Her body convulsed as the pain ripped through her ass, when it finally stopped Brooke was panting, she thought she’d die, the feelings were so intense.  She felt the doctors fingers delve into her pussy again, spreading her labia and teasing her clit.

“Please, please, stop, take it out of me, please…”  Brooke started moaning in involuntary response to the doctors manipulations.  Her whole body started to jump in spasms, her hips bucked up and down off the chair.

“Pleeeeaaaaasssseeee…”  Brooke’s voice trailed off as her legs started to shake uncontrollably, her muscles twitched, sweat poured off her body, off her tits, down over her belly as the doctor thrust into her pussy and expertly fingered her clit. 

Brooke screamed out into the small room as her legs locked, her nipples were rock hard and aching as her body exploded.  She was panting, her eyes were closed and head thrust back as she came.

The probe started to deflate as Brooke was still breathing hard and moaning from the monumental orgasm she’d had.  Her breasts heaved and shuddered as she tried to regain her composure.  The latex probe slid from her anus with a pop.  Brooke sat with eyes closed, floating on the last fleeting throes of orgasm.

“The clients love when our associates hit the floor all sweaty and disheveled from cumming, we’ll have to get you out into the bar soon.”  The doctor spoke to Brooke, but she didn’t hear. 

“I have a few more things to finish off first unfortunately.”  The doctor stood up and moved to the left of Brooke.  He took hold of her upper arm and started swabbing a spot at her shoulder with alcohol.  Brooke yelped softly as the needle plunged into her arm, whatever he pumped into her burned as it was released into her bloodstream. 

“That’s so you won’t have any kids while working for us.”  Brooke looked up wide eyed at the doctor as he chuckled.

“It’s our special treat to you, it’ll sterilize you for 6 months.  We wouldn’t want any little children right now.”  The doctor patted Brooke on the tummy. 

“Now would we?”

The doctor moved to the side of the room and sat in a large chair. 

“Nurse.” The doctor looked at the nurse knowingly and pointed toward Brooke’s spread legs.  The nurse sat on the little stool and started running her tongue over Brooke’s pussy, then the guard cleared his throat at the side of the room.

“Oh yes, I forgot.  Nurse, please stand up.”  The nurse didn’t even break stride, she stood up, the short skirt she wore rode up on her hips exposing her red ass as she fingered Brooke’s pussy.  The guard moved behind the nurse and dropped his pants, he thrust into her easily, making her grunt as moans of pleasure started escaping Brooke’s body.

“I have a few more questions for you Ms. Lewis, then we’ll be done.”  The guard pounded into the nurse, driving her body forward, sending the sound of slapping flesh into the air.  The doctor started asking Brooke questions, oblivious to the happenings in the room.

“So when was the first time you had sex Ms. Lewis.  I want you to be graphic.”  The muscles in Brooke’s arms were straining against the bonds as low moans escaped her body.

“Ms. Lewis, I asked a question.”  The guard was ramming home in the nurse, he had to be near to cumming as the cute girl was bent over licking Brooke’s pussy while being slammed from behind. 

“I…I…was 17.”  Brooke could barely get out the words.

“Tell me more.”  The doctor scrawled down words on his pad.

“It…it was homecoming.  We drove up to the…Aaahhh, we drove to the hill, it was in the backseat…”

“Tell me about it, did he have a big dick?”  Brooke’s breasts shook as her whole body writhed. 

The guard bellowed out and shot his load into the nurse’s pussy, his thick meaty hands clamped down on her hips as he plunged his large cock in her pussy.  The girl continued to lick away at Brooke’s clit as he thrust a few more times into her snatch and then pulled out.

“Heeeee---hheeee was the quarterback.  He made me suck him, then he ripped my panties off.  There was….god, stop, please.”  Brooke  hesitated, her legs were trembling, the muscles of her inner thighs convulsed as she tried desperately to close her legs. 

“He had a big dick, it hurt, he slapped my face and pulled my hair when he fucked me.  He told me I was a dirty little cunt.”  Brooke screamed out her toes pointed like a ballerina.

“That’s enough nurse.”  The doctor tapped his lap.  The girl’s face was shiny with Brooke’s juices, a small line of white seeped from her pussy as she stood up and smoothed her short skirt.  She sat on the doctor’s lap taking the notepad from his hand and started taking notes. 

“Are you a dirty little cunt Ms. Lewis?”

“No, no.”  Brooke tried to rebut the accusation but her breasts continued to shudder and she gyrated her hips involuntarily.

“Did you orgasm when this big dicked quarterback fucked you Ms. Lewis?”

“No.”  Brooke closed her eyes in shame. 

“Did you ever fuck him again Ms. Lewis?”

“Yes.”

“Well, don’t hesitate, tell me about it.”  The doctor slid the nurse’s top down so her tits were exposed and he started rubbing her breasts.

“He and two of his friends came over one night when my parents were gone.  They had beer and we got drunk.  They made me suck them, then they took me into my bedroom and they all fucked me.”  Brooke started crying.  

“There has to be more to it than that my dear, isn’t there.”  The doctor bent over and started sucking on the nurses nipples as she dutifully copied down every word Brooke said.  She let out a little squeal as the doctor bit down on her sensitive skin with his teeth

       “They held me down, they made me beg them to fuck me!”  Brooke screamed out in exasperation. 

The doctor lifted his head off the nurse’s breast.

“Did you Ms. Lewis, did you beg them to ram their dicks in your pussy?  Did you wrap your legs around their backs and fuck them?”

“Nooooo, pleeeasseeee stop this!”  Brooke was sobbing. 

“Ms. Lewis, answer the question.” 

“Yes, I begged them to fuck me, they kept slapping my face and smacking my breasts.  It hurt.”  Brooke twisted her head to the side and cried. 

The doctor had his hand on the nurse’s breast and was digging his fingers into her flesh.

“Did you wrap your legs around them and squeeze that tight pussy of yours on their dicks?”  The muscles of Brooke’s inner thighs were still twitching. 

“No, no, they spread my legs and held me down.”

“Did you like the feeling Ms. Lewis, one boy after another climbing on top of you, sticking their dicks inside you?”  Brooke flung her head side to side. 

“NOOO!”

“Did they all cum in your pussy Ms. Lewis?”  Brooke was sobbing louder now.

“No, they all shoot on my tits so I wouldn’t get pregnant.  Then they beat me with a belt.  And, and---“Brooke could barely manage to get out the words. 

“And then they were ready to cum again so they made me kneel and suck them all at once.  Then, then they all shot their loads in my face and left.”  Brooke was balling.

“Did you get all their nice gooey cum in your hair my dear?”

“Yes, yes—“  Brooke was sobbing as she rolled her head to the side in shame.

“I bet that was a pretty sight.”  The tears streamed down Brooke’s face as she cried in humiliation.

“Don’t you think that would have been a pretty sight nurse.”  The girl yelped as the doctor slid his hand up under her skirt and penetrated her recently fucked pussy.

The nurse had to grit her teeth together as the doctor started driving two fingers in her pussy.

“Yes Master.”  She opened her thighs wider so the doctor could push his finger deeper in her pussy.  Her hand gripped the pencil till the skin of her fingers were red. 

“You’d like to lick all that cum off her face, wouldn’t you nurse.”  The doctor had one hand playing with her pussy while the other was clamped on her tit and squeezing her delicate breast.

“Tell me about your other experiences Ms. Lewis, how many guys have you been with?”  Brooke kept her eyes closed.  She knew the guard was watching her.

“8”

“Did you ever fuck your boss William?”

“NO!”

“Did you want to?”  Brooke remained silent.

“Well.”  She still didn’t respond.

“Well Ms. Lewis, did you want to fuck William.” 

“YES.  I thought about it.”  Brooke screamed out the words, then sobbed even harder.

“Tell me Ms. Lewis, how often do you masturbate?”  Brooke opened her eyes in shock and looked at the doctor trembling in shame.

“I…I don’t know.”

“Please Ms. Lewis, don’t be foolish.”  Brooke held her head low and whispered.

“A few times a week.” 

“Do you use toys, your fingers, vegetables?”  The doctor took on an air of mocking incredulity as his hands cupped the nurse’s tits. 

“Tell me Ms. Lewis”  Brooke tried to break free of the bonds once more to no effect.

“I have a vibrating dildo.”  Brooke could hear the pen on paper, she didn’t want to believe this was all being taken down.

“Do you imagine yourself being raped, or tied up?”  Brooke was silent, she didn’t want to admit that she fantasized about being kidnapped and locked away, being told what to do.  It was too dirty to even think about.

“Ms. Lewis?”

“Sometimes.”  Brooke could barely get out the word, the doctor pointed to the pad and the nurse took down more notes, recording her responses in lurid detail.

“Ms. Lewis, do you like the taste of cum?”

“No!”  Brooke responded immediately, the doctor smiled and slapped the nurse’s tits. 

“Well Ms. Lewis, I think we’ll have to continue our conversation another time, I’d like to know more, but I think you’ve got to get off to work.”  Brooke didn’t even know what time it was, the day was already becoming a blur.

“Guard, you may remove the bonds and take her to get tagged and fitted.”  The doctor handed the guard a piece of paper as he started removing the straps from around Brooke’s arms and legs.  She could feel her pussy was still moist, she jerked, yelping softly as the guard ran his finger over her clit. 

The guard didn’t bother binding her wrists.  It wasn’t like she could go anyplace as Brooke felt his meaty hands encircling her arm. 

Brooke’s legs were weary as she saw the nurse fall to her knees in front of the doctor, the girl had his dick out and was sucking him before she was pulled out of the room. 

The guard lead her along down the hallways as he pleased, there wasn’t much she could do to fight him even if she wanted to. 

They moved down the halls, Brooke kept her head low desperately trying to avoid meeting anybody’s eyes.  Every time they passed somebody, be it a man, or a woman, Brooke felt her face go flush with shame. 

“We’re here.”  The guard stopped at another unadorned door, it creaked as it opened and he pushed her ahead inside. 

To be continued…

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