This is a fantasy story. It has no basis in reality. Even the names of the
characters are made up and have no relevance to anyone. It is for adult
readers only, of legal age, and deals with domination and submission of a
non consenting type. So don't read it if you are offended by this subject
matter or not an adult of legal age.
"Omens"
A Halloween Tale
(part 5)
(the finale)
by Musker
(Later in another part of the mansion)
"Doctor Stein! I was so surprise to see you buy that woman you worked on
for the party."
"Yes Madame. To be honest, I was too. When I seen her up there looking just
like I wanted her to, I felt like I lost something. Something near and dear
to my heart. That is when I knew I had to have her once more. Even if it
was to be for only a short time."
"I see, so what are your plans for her Doctor?"
"Well, I plan on continuing my research with the mind inhibitor and flesh
enhancer. I think, with her assistance, I can perfect both of them."
"Yes, I understand, but remember my warning Dr. Stein."
"Of course Madame. Nothing will happen to her that she doesn't want to
happen. But I can tell you this Madame Rouso. Come Christmas Eve, you will
see one very good looking young woman strutting her well endowed female
form like an expensive model on the catwalk."
"And speaking of her sexy self, here she comes now." They both watched with
smiles as Madame's aid ushered Karol over to them.
Karol was wearing a long black rubber cape with it's hood over her head and
tied under her chin. Underneath, her arms were strapped to her body and she
was still wearing the sexy costume that Dr. Stein put on her, including the
two dildoes. Her enhanced lips were in a full pucker as the hood and chin
tie kept them tightly closed.
"I wish you both a very happy time together Dr. Stein. And I am looking
forward to seeing both of you at my Christmas party."
"And thank you Madame Rouso for giving me the best time of my life. Thank
you so very much dear lady."
Karol was forced to look on in complete silence and submission. The dildoes
in her butt and pussy were still active with the remote control in the evil
doctor's possession. Her life was no longer hers to live as she wanted. At
least not until Christmas, if then. And right now, that seemed like a long
time off.
Madame watched as the Doctor escorted his rubber sex toy to his sports car.
He affectionately positioned her in the passenger seat, strapped her in
tightly and closed the door. A final wave between the Doctor and Madame
noted the end of their meeting as the Doctor entered his car and soon drove
slowly away.
"Prince Ackmen! I see you have come to claim your property. Please walk
with me your Highness to where your lady in question is being prepared. And
please tell me dear sir what you have planned for your ebony slave."
"It will be my pleasure Madame. I have talked with the Professor and he has
told me that said slave could stay in her mummy condition for several days.
So I plan on keeping her like that for a few more days in my royal palace.
I have already phoned my orders to my staff to prepare a nice display stand
for her. The Professor has also told me of her pleasure/pain stimulators
too. I think she will make a lovely piece of fine art in the center of my
palace's foyer. I am also looking forward to all the pleasure I will have
as I cycle through each of her stimulator settings."
"And what do you have plan for her afterwards your Highness?"
"I will have her washed, dressed and made a member of my special personal
harem. There, she will be taught how to please a man, and a woman, in the
many ways of making love."
"I have heard that this girl can be VERY, how shall I say it, "stubborn"
your Highness?"
"Oh yes my dear lady, I know what you mean. I had the pleasure of
conversing with her for a time at your party before your aid took her away.
And just from that little discussion I could tell she was an independent
and very strong willed woman. A woman that I had to get under my dominant
thumb one way or another. And your special event was the opportune way to
do so Madame. But once I have her out of her cocoon, my very well trained
staff, who can break even a head strong mule without damaging a single hair
on it's body, will knock that chip off her shoulder in no time. Even though
this woman may present a challenge for them, I have complete faith in their
ability to make this woman submit in due course. By the time I bring her
back to you Madame, she will be a much more demure woman. Oh she will still
have her unique personality intact, she will just be a bit more compliant,
and none the worst for wear."
"That sounds most impressive your Highness. I am eager to see the NEW
Charlene when she comes back on Christmas. Speaking of her, here she is."
The mummified Charlene was laying inside a large wooden crate. The interior
was full of rubber cushion inserts so as not to damage her intricate
wrappings. A small mask was put over her wrapped face feeding her a rich
mixture of oxygen for her lungs during her long trip. Madame and the Prince
watched closely as her staff put the lid over Charlene's modern day
sarcophagus and nailed it in place.
"My staff will be more than willing to transport your property to your
airplane your Highness. Do you expect any trouble from customs?"
"Thank you Madame, that is most kind of you. As to trouble Madame, no, I do
not expect any. I have a friend who will use his diplomatic immunity to get
the crate loaded on my plane without any inspection from customs."
"In that case, have a safe trip to your homeland your Highness, and enjoy
your new toy."
"Thank you Madame." The Prince took Madame's hand in his and kissed it. He
then followed Madame's staff as they proceeded to move the crate by
forklift to an open bed truck. Soon the Prince and Charlene disappeared
into the eerie night too.
Madame turned and seen her friend Ms. Waneright approaching. She was
wearing a big smile the likes of which made Madame giggle.
"Sandra E. Waneright! FIVE point FIVE MILLION DOLLARS? For TWO young women?
I can understand the one, but two? And the manner in which you did it was
very bold my dear friend."
"Madame Rouso, I did not want the opportunity to elude me. Besides, I have
numerous plans as to how I am going to reap my revenge on my little friend
Su-Lee. And having her dearest friend with her for me to play with makes it
all the more satisfying for me. For it was her, Su-Lee, who stoled my
invitation and made me look quite the old fool."
"Now, now Sandra. You know I meant what I said at the auction. Even if it
involves a good friend like you, I will not have either girl turned into
compost."
"I know Madame, and I will abide by your edict. I have decided to transfer
practically all of my business responsibilities to my children. I am going
to start enjoying myself now. There is a special boutique I own on the west
coast that I will be spending the vast majority of my time at, along with
my two slave girls. It is a bondage fetish store and I plan of having my
slaves doing a lot of modeling for me and my patrons in the next two
months. I will also train my two lovely pets to become first class
lesbians, even if they don't want to. They will soon learn how to please
me, my lady friends and each other in all the ways to make a woman feel
good, AND, in the most kinkiest ways possible. Come Christmas Madame, you
will see two very changed women, in more than just personality too. Ah, and
speaking of the two little devils here they come now."
Madame turned and witnessed one of her staff leading two silent bound women
by leashes. Each leash was attached to a short chain running between two
fierce looking nipple clamps. They were nude except for a pair of very high
heeled leather shoes. Both were wearing a body hardness that kept their
arms bound together behind their back and tightly to their body. It also
kept two dildoes firmly planted inside both lower holes. Their gags were
very brief and very unusual. They were made and fastened according to Ms.
Waneright's explicit instructions. A piece of metal stock was bent into a
right angled "Z". One leg of the "Z" was fastened to the front of their
collars. The center part was placed under their jaw holding it horizontal
and level. The other part of the leg went straight up in front of their
lower face ending just under their nose. A ring had been inserted through
their recently pierced septum and locked to another small ring welded onto
the outside of this vertical leg. If they tried to lower their jaw, even a
tiny bit, the bracket would pull directly down on their still throbbing
nose ring causing them vastly more pain than they were already in. Another
piece of metal was welded to this same vertical leg but it was hidden from
the casual viewer as it extended into their mouth. It looked and acted like
a doctor's tongue depressor. It went deep into their mouths and forced
their tongue down flat. This piece of metal went so far in that if the
girls tried to speak or make any loud sounds it immediately made them feel
like they were going to gag and vomit. Something they definitely did not
want to happen under their present circumstances. Thus the girls were all
meek and silent while their eyes spoke volumes as to their fear, sorrow and
physical distress.
The man gave the ends of the leash to Ms. Waneright who took them and
pulled on them hard almost causing the two girls to trip over their hobbled
leg irons. Another staff member came up to the four women and proceeded to
place rubber coats around the two bound and gaged slave girls. When he was
done the girls no longer needed the leg irons, as the man removed and took
them away with him. For the coat was more like a body hugging rubber tube
that went from ankle to collar leaving their tether nipples in plain view.
"Well Madame Rouso, I must be going. I have a lot planned for my two pets
here and very little time to do it in. Thank you again Madame for such a
wonderful time."
The two women hugged and kissed as Su-Lee and Maria looked on in their
rubber, gagged and pierced torment. Ms. Waneright then turned and began to
walk out to her car. She didn't bother looking back to see how her slaves
were progressing behind her. But both girls were doing their best to keep
up with their mistress, sometimes walking in rapid tiny steps and other
times hopping close behind her like little bunny rabbits.
When they reached the limousine, the driver instantly opened the truck. He
then picked up a squirming moaning Su-Lee and plunked her in the trunk on
her back. Next came the other little human sausage plopping down right next
to her. He then slowly closed the trunk lid leaving the two weeping and
repenting slave girls in total darkness. Just before Sandra entered the
comfortable back seat she waved to Madame her good-byes. Her sinister
glowing smile extending from one ear to the other. A joyful Madame waved
back to her dear friend in turn.
As Madame turned to go back inside she seen the man who paid four million
dollars for her precious little pet Muffee'. He was helping two of her
staff load one of those plastic animal shipping containers into his stylish
SUV. She decided to walk over and greet her long time friend.
"Mr. Roberts, I was so please to see you were able to accept my invitation
to the Halloween party. It has been a long time since we seen one another,
no?"
The mature man dressed in a western cowboy outfit that looked surprisingly
apropos even for today standards extended his hand to greet and thank his
hostess for inviting him. His personality matched that of his outfit. The
strong silent type with greying hair at the temples.
"Thank you Madame Rouso for inviting me. Yes it has been a long time. But
I am glad to have been able to make it tonight. Especially with your
special event and all."
"Yes my friend, and paying four million dollars for my pet Muffee' here."
Madame pointed to Jennifer who was staring out of the small wire grid of
her confining traveling case. Her owner had provided the case and the staff
stuffed her in after placing a remote control dildoe in her pussy and then
putting a harness around her dog muzzle making it impossible for her to
even bark now. All Jennifer could do was to remain lying down with her head
in between her paws in silent misery.
"Why do you want her so badly if I may ask?"
"Well, she really isn't for me. My good old faithful friend Duke lost his
beloved Dutches recently and he has been moping about ever since. He's kind
of old and I had plans on mating the two to keep the blood line going.
Well, when Dutches died all of a sudden I thought that would be the end of
it. But this young veterinarian I know came up with the idea of saving
Dutches's eggs and to use them in another bitch with Duke's sperm. I have
already tried two bitches to get Duke all fired up. But ol' Duke was too
heart sick over his lost love to care. Yea, he's like a coyote when it
comes to bonding with his mate. A real one time critter that great dog of
mine."
"Anyway, when I came to your party and seen Muffee' I was hit with this
great idea. I remembered how fond ol' Duke was with my girlfriend. Yes
siree, he was goosing her and trying to mount her leg all the time she was
around. So while the auction was going on I phone that vet Doc of mine and
told him what I thought. At first the phone went dead, then I heard him
mutter something about "it could work". He then told me there was a chance
that it could be done. But when he said "it could be done", I though he
meant using Muffee' here as a simple receptacle for ol' Duke's sperm. Then
he told me about something he was toiling with off and on for a year or so
now. Then my side of the phone went dead for awhile."
"Well, to make a long story short. We both decided to give it a shot.
That's when I found out that the auction was almost over, so I had to act
fast. I faintly remembered what the last bid was and quickly yelled out the
first thing that came to my mind, and won! To be honest, four million is a
lot of money. But good ol' Duke is definitely worth it to me."
"My friend, are you telling me that you and this veterinarian of yours are
going to try and mate old Duke with Muffee'?" Madame had a concerned look
of disbelief on her face, a look that was magnified greatly in Jennifer's
own horror stricken eyes.
"Not exactly Madame. True, the doc and I will try and get ol' Duke to mount
and drop his sperm inside Muffee' here. And if he does, then the doc will
go in and collect Duke's seed. He will mix it with Dutches's eggs in hopes
that some will be fertilized. Then, if that happens, the Doc plans on
putting the embryos back into Muffee's womb in hopes that she can bring
them to term."
"But why not use a normal bitch to do that?"
"The Doc says that he can get a bigger, more healthy litter in record time
this way. Plus a lot more mumble jumble about furthering the cause of
science, research and stuff like that. I don't understand it all, but it
seemed to be very important to him. Personally, I think the Doc is a bit
loose in the head, you know, like a mad scientist and all. But hey, I will
give him credit though, he sure is one smart guy. And if he says he can do
it, then I'm all for it."
"But what about Muffee's health? You know me Bill, and you know I'm not one
to go back on my word or make idle threats either."
"There won't be any problem Madame. The Doc gave me his word on it. At
worst, Muffee' here will have a simple miscarriage and reject the embryo's,
with no side effects. Well, maybe her breasts will get bigger, but that's
about it. And at best, Muffee' will produce a healthy litter of some 6 to
10 German Shepherd pups, not to mention make medical or veterinary history
in the process. And the Doc promises me that he will give Muffee' first
class accommodations in his kennel too. She'll have a big cage, the best
dog food money can buy, her own private dog run and round the clock
monitoring too. She'll have everything a dog might want, even rubber play
toy's and doggie treats. She'll be all right Madame, I promise."
"Well, I hope so Bill. And if your wild plan does work, I want to be there
when Muffee' drops her litter of pulps. I might even buy one from you."
Madame's concern had now vanished as she began to get caught up with her
friends mad plan for Jennifer. But Jennifer was still in a state of shock
as to what she was going to be put through in the not to distant future.
"Well Madame Rouso. I have to get a moving. Thanks again for the party and
the chance to save ol' Duke's bloodline." He closed the back door on his
SUV leaving Jennifer alone in her cage, and with her thoughts of being
literally turned into a surrogate bitch for some back woods hick's dog and
his mad scientist friend.
The two hugged one another and the man got into his fancy truck and drove
off into the night with high hopes for the future. Not far behind them was
a toe truck pulling Jennifer's old wreck away into the night too.
Madame turned and looked into the sky. It had become a clear night after
all. The moon was full and bright, and stars were shining ever so brightly.
It had turned out to be a very successful party, considering. When she
looked to her mansion she saw Professor Renols standing in the doorway
waiting for her. A big eager smile gleaming on his face.
Madame too flashed an open smile. The rest of the night promised to be even
more pleasurable for her than it had been already.
Before she walked into the waiting arms of her gentleman friend, her mind
pondered what the five gold digging party crashers will be like come
Christmas. But then again, that was such a long way off. And tonight she
had someone waiting for her to take her mind off everything right now.
- The End -
Happy Halloween All!
