To Obey
by Fire-Bird
Chapter 74 "Monks"
Priest stood rock still in John's office. John glared at the teacher and
shook his head.
"How long?" asked John.
"A couple of months." replied Priest.
John nodded in understanding. He didn't like the idea of having the two
monks around but if it meant keeping Priest on as a teacher, then he'll
just simply have to accept them.
"Fine. Just keep them out of my fucking way."
Priest nodded, began to walk out but stopped before opening the door.
"Shall I give them an entree?" asked Priest.
John waved his hand. "Yeah sure, give them Phoebe for tonight. We'll
figure out what to do with them tomorrow."
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Jenny watched on as the porters took JT's body away. John had made the
ex-headmaster and nark's final hours pure misery. She listened as the
porters grumbled about carrying a huge body to the pit and slowly their
voices disappeared as they walked down the hallway. The room felt very
empty now. Soon it would be used for JT's daughters. Jenny looked forward
to that.
Jenny walked around the chains that previously held JT in the air. The
dried blood was thick and the smell of sweat and flesh lingered in the air.
Jenny licked her finger and brushed it along the hanging chain making it
sway. She studied the dried blood on her finger and promptly put it into
her mouth. It tasted foul but she sucked her finger until all the blood
was gone.
She smiled and then burst out laughing.
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Phoebe heard the office door close to her side. She didn't look up. Her
brain was hard at work storing numbers in her short term memory for later
retrieval. In fact she barely even noticed as fingers were gathering up
her hair.
Suddenly her head was yanked backwards and her back smacked into the chair.
She yelped from the pain and looked up into a pair of black eyes.
"Come Phoebe. I have need of you." ordered Priest.
Phoebe felt her head being released. She leaned forward, took a breather
and then pushed her chair back to stand up. She followed Priest out of the
room.
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Steve Henderson tried to read his book. His arms and body were being jolted
around by small burst of electricity. From what Dr. Hang said it was suppose
to speed up muscle growth. All Steve knew was that he was constantly tired,
felt like he was swelling up and that it was damn hard to read while being
strapped down in bed and his arms spasming.
His only real appreciation was Nurse Luxe. As far as he was concerned he'd
put up with the huge steroid injections and shocks all night if he could
spend time with her. He smiled as the nurse took his pulse. She scribbled
down the result on a pad and then proceeded to move the points to other
locations on his body.
The points were simple suction caps with a wire connected. She moved them
around his body six times a day. Steve especially loved it when she played
with his cock and then put four of the points on his swollen member.
He had cum each time. Nurse Luxe didn't seem to mind cleaning him up.
The nurse repositioned the points and gave Steve a kiss on the forehead.
"Ready hon?" she asked. Steve nodded.
Nurse Luxe flicked the switch and Steve felt the first tiny jolt in his
AB muscles. He flexed his arm and for the first time Steve had a definable
bicep muscle. He flexed it a few times and then let his head fall back
onto the pillow as a wave of exhaustion sweeped his body.
He sighed and looked over to the nurse. "Why do I feel tired?"
"Because your body is trying to keep up with the program. Don't worry
honey, when it's over you'll feel great. Oh, and very very horny."
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Blood rushed to Phoebe's head. She didn't mind Priest pulling her hair
while she was working. She didn't mind getting her clothes torn off by a
two fat and skinny guys wearing crucifixes. She didn't even mind when they
felt her up and shoved their fingers in her cunt, ass hole and mouth.
But being hung upside down by her big toes was very painful. Phoebe could
feel her inner thighs being stretched to the limit to hold her body in
place. Then the fat monk who was referred to as 'Brother Peter' tied a
weight to her wrists. Whether this was to stop her from swinging or to
simply increase the pain, Phoebe didn't know.
Phoebe watched as the Monks walked around her all the while holding their
penises in their hands. She noticed they were jerking off slightly but
not hard or quick enough to simply cum. They were taking their time.
The skinny monk, Brother Will, disappeared from Phoebe's sight for a second
and then came back into view. In his hand he held a bucket. Brother Peter
took hold of Phoebe's's vagina lips and pulled them wide apart. Phoebe
stifled a groan but watched as Brother Will reached into the bucket and
pulled something out. He dropped them into her open cunt.
As soon as the cubes hit Phoebe's cunt wall she shivered. He was dropping
in ice cubes. After a minute her cunt was filled to the top with ice. Her
muscles squeezed the ice and it continued to send shivers all over Phoebe's
body. Her groin muscles tensed.
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Clare, Karen and Rebecca Thornton huddle together in the locked room. They
had their wrists locked in chains but with a bit of effort they managed to
lean against one another while sitting on the hay covered floor of their
cell. Clare, Karen and Rebecca's mother, was the first to hear the footsteps.
They got closer and closer. Both girls were jolted awake by the turning of
the key in the lock. In stepped Ivy and two porters.
"Morning. I've got some good news and some bad news. Which would you like
first?" asked Ivy.
The trio stared at her but it was Karen who spoke up.
"Bad."
Ivy smiled and cocked her head to one side.
"Well, it seems that your father died last night. Isn't that a shame?"
said Ivy in a mocking voice.
The trio stared at Ivy in horror.
"And also your brother Steve is now in the medical ward getting steroid
injections. Trust me, when Doctor Hang is through with him, he'll be big
and strong and fucking you until you bleed like the pigs you are."
Rebecca fainted. Karen burst into tears and Clare snarled. She tried to
lash out at Ivy but the chains held her down.
"And I suppose you want the good news? ... yes? ... well, it's just a
beautiful day outside and I'm going to torture you all very soon."
Ivy spun around on her foot and walked out. The two porters closed in.
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It had been two minutes since the ice was shoveled into Phoebe's vagina.
Her toes ached and the cold seemed to be numbing her groin. But she did
feel the tip of the shaft entered her cunt. Brother Will turned the knob
of the shaft. After a few seconds the sharp points on the tip of the shaft
ripped through Phoebe's tender flesh.
She groaned but as the blood warmed her cunt the nerve endings reacted with
violent fury and queued up to screamed at Phoebe's brain. Phoebe in turn
screamed herself. Brother Will continued to turn the screw both tearing
Phoebe's cunt to shreds and pushing the remaining ice cubes deeper and
deeper into her vagina cavity.
Brother Peter started forcing ice cubes into Phoebe's anus.
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The porter gripped Clare's hair and pulled her upwards. Her nose was
bleeding and she cursed and spat at Ivy.
"Where do you want these slaves to go?" asked the porter.
"Take Karen and Rebecca to Class-room 11. Take this bitch outside and
stake her to the ground. Make sure she's well stretched. We'll come back
for her in a few days." replied Ivy.
Clare got one more curse off before the porter punched her in the stomach
winding her. Both Karen and Rebecca watched their mother being dragged off
down the hallway.
A few minutes later Karen was chained to a wall with her hands tied above
her and a spreader bar holding her feet apart. Ivy was using a cigarette
lighter to burn away Karen's pubic hair. Karen yelped and begged as Ivy
made more of an attempt to burn her cunt lips than hair.
Rebecca was lying on a table spread eagle. She watched as Jenny came in
and with only a glance from Ivy took a large cat-o-nine tails from beside
the table. Rebecca squealed and Jenny threw her arm back and lashed
Rebecca's tits and belly.
Karen could do nothing but watch on as her sister was being whipped.
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