The Resurrection of Linda

The Resurrection of Linda

 

 

Chapter 5 – Linda’s Resurrection is Forecast (Day 5)

 

Linda’s sense of time was completely gone.  The room was kept in a consistent state of lighting and there were no time pieces.  Her feeding times were inconsistent so she never knew if a couple of hours had passed or a half a day before she was given a new helping of dog food.  As a result, she could not judge the passing of twenty-four hours.  She felt as though she had probably been in the room for around eight or nine days but she wasn’t sure.  She would have been quite disheartened to know that this was only the beginning of the fifth day.

 

In fact, he had previous experience in disrupting a person’s biorhythms to achieve control and to inflict severe punishment.  He had worked as an interrogator for a foreign government and he had become quite adept at his profession.  His techniques had included persistent manipulation of time, serving meals at odd times, disrupting sleep schedules, nonsensical conversations, and rewarding non-cooperation.  With the application of these, Linda was totally befuddled.

 

His time with her was really quite short each day.  However, each encounter with him seemed to last an eternity due to the distressing nature of the things he imposed upon her.  When he was not there, she was left with only her thoughts and fears.  There was nothing to help her pass the time except her own fantasies.  They were not good!

 

She was actually happy whenever he entered.  Although she knew his arrival would be a new insult to her sensibilities, at least it was human contact.  She yearned for good things, or at least – not bad things to happen to her.  The only good memory she had of these passing days was the one time when he had given her a shower – and – an incredible sexual experience!

 

The door clicked and he entered.  She had already assumed the presentation stance before the door swung open.  Her tits were uplifted by her hands for him.  Although he showed no emotion, he was pleased.

 

He walked up to her until he was just inches away from her extended tits.  His dick was semi-erect and almost brushed her torso.  He reached down with is right hand and placed two fingers just at the opening of her pussy slit.  His thumb slowly stroked the bare skin that now ran down the middle of her pubic hair. 

 

She was aroused.  It was the first time she had ever felt human skin touch her skin in that particular spot.  It was erotic to her.  The slight touch of his fingers on her outer pussy lips was entrancing.  She became wet.

 

He inserted his two fingers to the very hilt inside of her.  They instantly became wet with her moisture.  He withdrew the fingers and slowly brushed them across her upper lip.  She could smell herself.  When his fingers withdrew she stuck out her tongue and licked her upper lip.  It tasted good.

 

With unspoken communication between them, she opened her mouth wide.  He inserted his two fingers into her mouth.  She sucked them with great joy.  She tasted more of herself and she tasted him.  It was delicious!

 

He took both of her hands and pulled them toward him.  As a result, without the support of her hands, her tits slowly dropped to her torso.  Her nipples were hard and erect.  His dick was not completely erect.

 

As he walked backward, he led her to the mattress, pulled her around until the backs of her heels were touching the edge of the mattress.  He pushed her gently and she began to fall backward.  He broke her fall with his strong arms and allowed her slowly to sink to the mattress.

 

As she became completely prone on the mattress, on her back, she spread her legs wide open in invitation to him.  He accepted the invitation.

 

He knelt between her legs, put his hands on each side of her body and let himself down on to her body.  His dick completely aligned with her drenched pussy.  As he let his weight come down on to her breasts, his dick entered her easily and eagerly.  When his pubic bone touched hers, she was completely absorbed in the impending orgasm that she knew the two of them would have.

 

He let his body rest on hers for a seeming long stretch of time.  Due to the disparity in their heights, her face was immersed in the thick mat of body hair on his upper chest.  Due to her evolution, she now loved it!  She felt as though her face was buried in the fur of a savage animal that was about to have his way with her.  She could smell the intense fragrance of his maleness.  She even stuck out her tongue to lap up the musky sweat that resided at the base of this black, thick hair.

 

Her breasts, although flattened out, were pressing on either side of his navel.  Her nipples were hard.  He could feel them.  She had tried to wrap her short, pudgy legs around his hips.  Of course, they wouldn’t reach but he enjoyed the soft, squishiness of her thighs on either side of his muscular hips.

 

His hands were beneath her buttocks and he had a handful of ass cheek in each hand.  He was pulling her groin even tighter into his.  Then, he began a slow withdrawal of his dick from the depths of her womb.  She could feel the ridge of his bulbous dickhead rubbing against the walls of her vagina.  It was as tight as a diesel piston.  When he finally arrived at the point where only the tip of his tool was just inside her pussy lips, he held that position.  Her pussy lips were pulsating, begging him to come back completely inside of her.

 

He could feel her breath on his chest.  She was gasping.  Her arms were now around his body, pulling him even closer to her body, if that was, indeed, possible.

 

Then, he slammed in to her with all of his strength.  She let out a scream as she instantly experienced her first orgasm from this assault.  He now became an engine of sex.  He was fucking her with incredible speed and all the strength he could muster.  Her orgasms were continuous now.  An unending scream was emanating from the depths of her soul.  She had never had a string of orgasms such as this.

 

He had risen up on to his arms so that he could watch her face.  Her eyes were alternating between being completely shut and wide open.  When they were open, her irises were surrounded completely by the whites of her eyes. His face was drenched in sweat and it was dripping in a continuous stream on to her face.  When she felt the stream hit her cheeks and forehead, she actually opened her mouth to take in his perspiration.

 

He was driving his dick in to her.  His hold on her ass cheeks was so hard that she would have bruises for several days from his grip, showing the shape of his hands.

 

Her short legs were no longer wrapped around him but were spread wide and extended up in to the air.  Her pussy was clenching and unclenching, trying to urge him on.  It was unnecessary, he was a fucking machine!

 

Her screams turned in to shrill words as she bellowed, “Fuck your lowly cunt, fuck this miserable piece of ass, fuck this stupid bitch!!”

 

When he finally reached the point of coming, he withdrew suddenly from her and his pulsating dick was pointed straight up her sweaty body.  His first surge of cum flew through the air and struck her with a huge glob directly on the underside of her chin.  His second surge of cum was not as strong but it had more of an arc to it.  It landed directly on to the tip of her left nipple.  His third surge of cum was similar to the second although it landed directly on to the tip of her right nipple.  There were no more surges of man juice but now there was a steady, slow flow from his slit to her navel.  Her navel was filled to overflowing.

 

As she lay there, completely spent, he rose up to his knees and straddled her soaking body.  It was drenched in sweat – both his and hers – and his milky seed covered her torso.  Her breath was coming in quick, short gasps.  She looked down to her body and saw some of his handiwork.  She could feel the rest that was on the bottom of her chin and slowly beginning to flow to either side of her neck. 

 

She took her right hand, and using two fingers, she scooped up the cum from her chin and neck and eagerly took it into her mouth.  As she swallowed this nectar she continued scooping up his bounty and plunged it into her mouth.  Then, she looked down at her cream coated nipples.  And, she did something she would have never dreamed of doing a few days ago.  She held her left tit up and began licking the cum from the already erect nipple.  It was a delicious feeling.  The cum tasted good.  Her nipple felt wonderful as it tingled irresistibly.  When there was no cum left on that serving, she switched to the other nipple.  It was equally as good.  And, the sexual feelings were fantastic.  She realized that she should have been sucking herself many years ago!  Soon, cum was all gone, swallowed in to her stomach.  Her mouth was coated with his essence.  Her taste buds could taste nothing else.  Her olfactory nerves were immersed in the odors of their two bodies.  Her pussy was leaking freely of love juices.  For a brief moment, she was happy!

 

He looked down at her and said, “Do you feel you are ‘up to your knees’ in lust and love?”

 

She thought it a strange way of summing up what had just happened but she responded, “Your lowly cunt has been well treated.  Thank you.”

 

Then, with a gleam in his eyes, he asked, “How would you like to be up to your knees in shit?”

 

Something in his tone and his look gave her pause to shudder emotionally.  She responded with a stammer, “I . . . I . . . I don’t think . . .”  She instantly realized her error.  She tried to apologize and recover.  She never made it.

 

His right fist flew out with the speed of a cobra.  It landed directly on to the point of her chin.  She was out instantly!

 

When Linda’s eyes began fluttering and finely started to focus, she realized she was, indeed, in even deeper trouble than she had already been.

 

She was standing in a tub made of galvanized metal.  The tub was on the pad beneath the shower.  Apparently, there were two rings of some sort that were opposite each other on the inside of the tub.  Her legs were secured to these rings.  This caused her legs to be drawn far apart into a wide “V”. 

 

She would never have been able to retain her balance in this position except for the way her hands were secured.  They were above her head and tied tightly together.  A cord fastened to the ceiling was secured to her bindings and her arms were pulled above her head.  Thus, she was forced to stand upright.  The position of her arms actually tended to pull her breasts somewhat upward so that they didn’t sag quite as much.

 

These were not the only things that indicated to her that she was in trouble of a new sort.  Standing before her was a movable IV stand that held an enema bladder.  It was obvious that the enema container was quite full.  There was a reason why Linda recognized it for what it was and the reason was not comforting to her.

 

Linda had begun her working life as a nurse trainee.  It simply did not pan out for her.  For, you see, she was completely repulsed by shit.  When she discovered that she would have to clean up after adults who were incontinent, she knew this was not for her.  And, when she was shown how to give her first enema, she simply freaked out and walked off the job.  She hated shit!  She hated its smell, its appearance, and the very thought of from whence it had came.

 

When she saw the enema bladder, she knew immediately how it would be used.

 

He appeared before her with a strange looking leather harness in his hand.  She whimpered as he began fastening it to her.  The stiff leather wrapped around the back of her neck and head, down the front of her shoulders, beneath her armpits and then fastened behind her back. 

 

When he had completed the adjustment of it, her head was forced downward and now she could only look at her feet and the bottom of the tub to which she was fastened.  This was a terribly uncomfortable position as was her widespread feet, and her arms above her head.  A new hell was about to begin.  But, even worse than being physically uncomfortable, it was a source of great mental anguish.  Now she was forced to look down herself at parts of her body that she knew were not particular appealing.  Well, hell, there weren’t any parts of her body that she thought were particular appealing.  The first thing she now saw were her tits that she knew were well into the middle age doldrums.  Her stomach pooched out a bit.  Her pussy hair always was in disarray and now it had a goddamn landing strip of skin straight down the middle.  The only redeeming grace about the whole thing was that her protruding tummy blocked her line of sight to her cheesy thighs!

 

He wheeled the IV stand around behind her.  Without ceremony or warning, he jammed the nozzle on the enema tube into her ass hole.  She jumped and screamed at the same time.  Of course, that was to no avail.  He had raised the stand quite high and opened the valve on the tube. 

 

Linda immediately felt her bowels begin to fill.  It hurt.

 

What she didn’t know, at first, was that he had two more containers.  When the one filling her ass was empty, he exchanged bladders in one fluid motion.  He was quite good.

 

Linda was suffering cramps that she couldn’t believe.  These made menstrual cramps seem like ‘tea with the queen’.  Because of her downward gaze, she could tell that her lower regions were becoming quite bloated – in direct proportion to the pain she was suffering.  She began begging for relief but relief was yet to come.  Luckily for now, she did not know that when relief would finally be given it would only portend of even worse indignities to come!

 

The nozzle was serving as a butt plug and she had to endure the filling of her guts.  Then, to her horror, he simply left the room – leaving her to ponder how she would endure this new assault!

 

When he finally did return, she had lost any semblance of time.  Her time of being filled was simply an eternity.  She was ranting.  Sometimes crying, sometimes giggling, and sometimes begging with incomprehensible words.  Although her words were indecipherable, it was obvious that she really and truly wanted release from her pain.

 

Without warning, he walked behind her and ripped the nozzle from her ass hole.  He had to jump aside quite quickly as shit and brown liquid erupted from her body.  Her already tender ass chute was injured anew as the contents did their best to evacuate her body.  She was screaming now, screaming at the top of her lungs.  Her pudgy thighs were quivering, her tits were dancing, her mouth was gasping like a grounded fish as she tried to take in enough oxygen to replace what she was expelling.  She was in total and complete distress!

 

Most of the offal went in the tub.  Some shot over the edge of tub to the pad below.  Much of it coated her ass and the insides of her thighs.  She was a mess!  Her downward look enabled her to see that her feet were now surrounded by shit.  This awful concoction of things she truly hated!  She was now beginning to be immersed in it!  Her eyes welled up with tears at the indignity.

 

Then, things got worse.  With the trauma of what had happened to her backdoor plumbing, she lost control of her front door plumbing.  She pissed herself.  Since her legs were so widespread, most of it went directly to the tub.  However, there was a certain amount of dribbling on to her thighs.  She felt the warm piss slowly wend its way down the insides of her legs.  And, that which had gone directly to the tub, splattered brown liquid up to the lower parts of her body.

 

First of all, she was terribly defeated that he had seen her shit.  And, she was even more distraught that he had seen her piss herself.  She hoped he realized it was an accident and not something she had done deliberately!  Then, she thought, “Why am I worrying about what he thinks?  He thinks nothing of me!”

 

He walked in front of her and she eyed him with fear as she could just barely see his face when she rolled her eyes to the top.  He showed no emotion.  She showed plenty.  He blew her a kiss and went to open the door.

 

She could hear voices and footsteps but she could not raise her head to discern who was entering.  When they finally walked to the edge of the tub, she could make out who – or what – it was.  New horror enveloped her.

 

They were four Hispanics.  Now the truth is, her racism was quite inclusive.  She really hated all non-Caucasians.  She hated Spics almost as much as she hated niggers.  These particular Spics were especially horrible to look at. 

 

They were naked and their skin was quite bronze.  Their dicks weren’t particular big and they were not at all erect.  This could be because she was a complete mess and she was standing in shit with shit all over her bottom half.

 

He spoke to the four men in their native language.  She could not understand but she soon figured out what he had told them.

 

He had told them he wanted the shit washed off the insides of her thighs.  They immediately obliged by lifting their puny tools and aiming them at her.  Without warning, they began pissing on her.  The piss hit her thighs and mingled with the shit stains.  Some of the stains washed down her legs, some remained. 

 

The piss was quite warm and, surprisingly, quite forceful.  She was being pissed on by Spics!  My god, this was the worst offence of all!  And, to make matters worse, they giggled as they continued to piss on her.  It seemed that they had incredible bladders because their piss streams seemed to last a lifetime.  Finally, they were through, as dribbles of piss fell in to the tub.

 

By now the smell was atrocious!  Her shit and their piss did not produce good fragrances.  Now, they were about to make it worse.

 

The tallest of the men turned around, hunkered over the edge of the tub and began taking a shit.  It was a mighty shit!  With the position of her head she could see an unending turd descending from his ass to her tub.  She could even see kernels of undigested corn in his product.  When he finally finished he wiped his ass with his fingers!  He rose up, turned, and wiped his fingers on to her upper lip.  He jerked his fingers away as she vomited.

 

Then, one by one, the other three Hispanics followed suit.  Each of them could shit mighty shits!  And, they did.

 

By now she was blubbering as she saw her shit, their shit, their piss, and her vomit coagulate in a disgusting pool around her feet.

 

As they exited the door, nine men entered.  They were naked from the waist down.  They were apparently a softball team because they still wore the top part of their uniforms.  They were quite fat and each was carrying a can of Pabst Blue Ribbon.  They seemed to belch and fart continually.

 

She could not see them immediately but she felt their product quite soon.  Each of them took turns standing behind her and pissing all over her.  They seemed to be in a contest to see who could piss the highest on her, who could piss the most accurately, and even who could write words with their stream. 

 

After they had pelted all areas of the back of her body, all enema shit had been washed to the tub.  She could now see that the contents were rising up on her.  She could no longer vomit but this did not restrain her from constantly gagging as she tried to keep down an imaginary gorge from the pit of her stomach.

 

And, it turned out that instead of nine men, there were actually 9 ½ men.  For the team had a mascot – a midget who dressed as a leprechaun.  In this case the only part of his usual outfit that he was wearing was his green hat with the shamrocks all around.  Other than that, he was completely naked.  His miniature dick looked like a pimple.  In each little hand, he carried a roll of toilet paper.  As a pop song said, it would soon be shown that ‘short people got no reason to live’.  For his job was to wipe asses after they had taken a shit!

 

Each of the ball players walked around to the front, hunkered down over the edge of the tub and shit a load.  Now she could see them.  That is, she could see huge, hairy ass cheeks in front of her body as shit flowed freely from them.  When each man finished, the midget would wipe the man’s ass quite vigorously with up to three hunks of toilet paper.  His little hand was quite capable of getting in to those hard-to-reach places.  After wiping, he stood on his tip toes to put the used paper beneath Linda’s nose.  Each time he said in a high squeaky voice, “Does this shit stink?”

 

Linda always answered vigorously in the affirmative.  She did not want to be accused of being rude!

 

Soon, to her horror, she discovered that she was actually examining each chunky ass that was squatting down before her.  She noted that some were ripply fat, some were muscular, some were hairy, some had no hair at all, and some were almost feminine looking. 

 

She thought, “My god, what’s happening to me?  I’m evaluating drunken softball players’ asses!”

 

Even worse, she was examining the shit they were putting out.  Some turds were long and flowing.  Some were made up of a series of little balls.  Some were almost liquid.  Some looked like Moby Dick was spitting out huge whale-size chaws of tobacco.  The smell surrounding her was enhanced with each passing load of shit.  She was standing in a living cesspool. 

 

When all full-sized men had finished shitting, they took turns standing in front of her and masturbating.  Their fat bellies and fat men’s breasts actually shook as they beat off.  They set a target as being the strip of bare skin down the middle of her pussy hair.  They were entranced by this sight.  Some were actually successful.  Some just didn’t have the spurt power and their seed simply fell to the mix of shit and liquid in the tub.  It gave it a nice touch by varying from the dull brown color.  It almost looked like the shitty liquid had white caps in it.

 

Finally the men left.  However, the midget asked if he could stay on.  He had always thought it demeaning to be forced to play a leprechaun because of his stature.  Now he had found his calling.  It was an important job and he wanted to become even more adept at it than he already was.

 

Shit and liquids were now about half way up Linda’s calves.  The smell was horrible.  The touch was even worse.  She could feel turd balls seeping down through her toes.

 

Then a new crew arrived.  This was the damndest thing that anyone had ever seen.  It was a barbershop quartet!  They were all naked from the waist down.  On top, however, they were wearing red and white striped coats, yellow shirts, and little polka dot bow ties.  They were singing as they came in.  They were singing to the tune of “I Dream of Jeannie with the Light Brown Hair.”  Except, the words were:  “I dream of Linda in the Light Brown Shit.”

 

They each hunkered down around the tub – one in front, one behind, and one on each side.  Then they began farting.  And, oddly enough, their individual voice parts could be determined from their farts.  The bass had a loud, deep fart that seemed to rumble from the bottom of a huge barrel.  The 1^st tenor had a high piercing fart that could have come from a woman.  The baritone and 2^nd tenor were actually harmonizing with their farts.  It sounded like a “two-toned” doorbell!

Soon, they were actually farting out a rudimentary tune.  It was “Won’t You Come Home Bill Bailey?” 

 

Oh sure, every note was not pitch perfect (after all they were doing it with their ass)!  But, nonetheless, the tune was certainly recognizable.

 

Then, the quartet began to shit.  Their shits were perfectly synchronized and landed in the tub with perfect timing, all of them exactly together.  She had just been shit on with perfect harmony and timing!  However, as good as they were, their shit still stunk!

 

When they had finished, they stayed hunkered down.  The midget moved quickly from one to another, reaching around, and gleefully wiped each tuneful ass.  After forcing Linda to smell each soiled toilet paper, he simply dropped the filthy wads into the tub.  As Linda continued to stare downward, she felt as though she was staring down into the hole of an old country outhouse!

 

Finally, the quartet arose and exited the room, humming as they went.  The midget did a strange dance around the tub.  He was as gross as he was little.

 

For the next few hours, more men came into the room to do their business.  Apparently, the man knew many ass holes who wanted to shit in a tub containing a pudgy, middle-aged woman!

 

When the shit and liquids finally reached above her knees, the parade of shitters ended.  The midget finally left, happy to the max for the work he had done.  Linda was now quivering and blubbering. 

 

Her legs were in agony from the stressed position.  Her arms felt like mush from being held up so long.  Her sense of smell had long since been overwhelmed.  She had been diminished to the lowest form of life.  Things became worse.

 

The man walked up to her and held two small children’s pails beneath her line of sight.  Each was decorated with colorful stars and smiley faces.  Attached to the bale of each pale was a short chain.  Attached to the free end of each chain was a vicious looking alligator clip.

 

Her eyes were dull from her trauma but she sensed a new height of fear as she saw the clips.  Without preamble, he attached a clip to her left and right nipple.  The pain was devastating.  She felt as though her nipples were being chewed off.

 

Then, the man took a scoop and began searching through the shit for particular turds.  When he found one he wanted, he scooped it up and placed it in one of the pails.  He explained that he was looking for just the right turd – not to soft, not to hard – but just right.

 

Then, as though remembering something at the last minute, he said, “I’m sorry.  Where are my manners?  Do you prefer ‘light’ or ‘dark’?”

 

The meaning of this escaped her and, reflexively, she shrugged her shoulders.  This was a mistake and is brought sharper pain to her nipples.  She shrieked!

 

He responded, “Not to worry – I’ll give you a variety pack.”

 

With each load dropped in a pail, her nipples were being stretched and tortured.  Soon, each pail was full of shit and she was wailing at the top of her lungs.  Her crying caused her chest to shake and this only accentuated the pain she was suffering.

 

He then explained that she had the power to remove the weight that was stressing her body.  All she had to do was eat it!

 

She began moaning, “Please, please, just kill me, please, just kill me!”

 

His words leaped out as sharp as a whip, “You stupid cunt!  The word ‘me’ is not in your vocabulary.  You will pay!”

 

Although deep in pain and indignity, she tried to make amends, “This lowly cunt is so sorry.  Please forgive this sorry piece of ass.  Please kill this filthy cunt that does not deserve to live!”

 

He responded, “But I am killing you, although not physically.  I’m killing your self-respect, your old standards, your phobias, and anything else you hold dear.  When you are finally resurrected, you will realize that as you please me, I will bring pleasure to you.  Although pleasure for you will be defined completely different than anything you ever imagined!  Now for your punishment for your stupid indiscretion”

 

She thought, “My god, punishment?  What the hell have I been going through?”

 

He added some thoughts, “You do not deserve to have me tending to you for the remainder of the day.  The fucking midget can tend to you.  He will feed you!  You will suck his dick!  He will invade you!”

 

Through her pain she was not sure of the meaning of all of this but it was too much for her to bear mentally, she began sobbing and promising anything if he would not force her to eat the shit.  He simply smiled and thumped one of the pails.  It immediately began swinging and adding to the torture to her tit.

 

As he left the room, the midget entered, dragging a stepstool behind him.  He was still naked.  His little dick was erect.  He smiled with a mouthful of little teeth.

 

He pulled up the stool before her and climbed to the top step.  His dick was exactly even with her mouth.  He said in a tiny voice, “Suck me off or I will step into the two pails with both feet.”

 

Her nipples felt as though a pit bull was pulling on them.  She could not imagine what it would feel like to have any additional weight, even this little man’s weight.  She instantly opened her mouth wide.

 

He plunged his hips forward and his dick and both balls immediately entered her oral cavity.

 

She was shocked!  She had not thought of sucking his balls and dick at the same time.  Nonetheless, she knew she must comply.  She began sucking and making love to his package with her tongue.  It was amazing how adept she had become due to the coercion to which she had been promised for noncompliance.

 

His dick became more solid although not a lot larger.  His balls twitched.  He began breathing rapidly through his mouth.  She could feel the ultra fine pubic hairs brushing on her mouth.  She didn’t care.  However, her oral action was swinging the pails of shit that were hanging from her nipples.  This hurt like a son-of-a-bitch but she stayed with her task. 

 

Suddenly he came.  The volume of his load was small but the force was gigantic!  She felt as though the back of her throat was hit with a pellet gun.  She continued to work his whole package and he dribbled little dribbles into her mouth.  She swallowed all of it gamely.  While he was still in her mouth, she cleaned him thoroughly.  When he finally withdrew with a pop, there were no dribbles.

 

He produced a tablespoon from somewhere.  It looked like a scoop in his miniature hands.  He bent down to the pail on her left nipple and took a spoonful.  He held it before her mouth.  He said, “Eat or I will step into the pails.”

 

She ate.  It tasted like shit.  It was shit.  She gagged.  Some went up into her sinus cavities.  She swallowed.  It came back up but she held it in her mouth.  She swallowed again.  She knew she must if she was to salvage any part of her tits and nipples.

 

He kept at it and it seemed to take an eternity.  She was full!  She was full of shit!

 

The midget used both hands to open the alligator clips.  She screamed as the blood came flowing back into her nipples.  Then the little man climbed down from his perch and plunged his hands into the shit that came up to her knees.  His hands would barely reach the bindings the secured her ankles but he made it and he released her from her ties to the tub.

 

At the same time she heard a whirring sound and she felt herself being lifted into the air by the cord that held up her arms.  The weight felt terrible but it felt good to have her legs come together.  Shit seemed to be dripping from her from everywhere.

 

Two huge naked men came in.  They ignored Linda completely.  They simply picked up the tub of shit and left.  Then a man who had been castrated entered.  He looked strange without any equipment.  He took the shower head, turned on the water, and cleaned her thoroughly.  He seemed to have no feeling for her whatsoever.  She could have been a car or a boat from his demeanor.  But, when he finished, she was clean.  Then the eunuch cleaned the midget.  The “man” left when he had completed his tasks.

 

The midget walked up to Linda and told her to spread her legs.  She complied instantly.  The top of the little man’s head just came up to the bottom of her bush.  Without ceremony, he reached up with his left hand and plunged it into her pussy, all the way up to his elbow.  Linda screamed!

 

He adjusted his stance, took his right hand, and plunged it into her ass hole, again up to his elbow.  Now Linda was screaming unendingly.

 

He began working the fingers of his pussy hand and found her G spot.  She had heard about it but doubted its existence.  Her doubts were removed.  She came in the most intense orgasm she could have ever imagined.  Now he was working both hands and she was immersed in pain and ecstasy.  She felt as though she had been invaded by ten erotic white worms.  She was having trouble standing but she knew if she fell on him she would probably kill him.  She could not imagine the punishment for that!  Plus, she would lose all of these orgasms she was experiencing.

 

For the next few hours she was subjected to one orgasm after another.  She was in another world.  Another time.  Another place.  She begged for more.  She urged him onward.  Her body was dripping with sweat.  Her pussy was a swamp.  Her ass hole was pulsating, urging his short arm even further upward.

 

Finally, her body gave it up.  She collapsed in a state of complete unconsciousness.  The midget had been ready for this – he had been down this road before.  In one swift motion he withdrew from her and jumped away.

 

Day 5 was over!