Suzanna and the Baby Farm

Suzanna Johnson was sitting at the counter in the diner looking through the want ads. The record store she had worked at was going under and she needed a new job soon or she wouldn’t be able to pay next month’s rent. ‘Like who’d want to live in that dump anyway’ she thought to herself. At 19 she’d already been on her own for three and a half years, ever since her mom decided to believe her step-dad over her when she came forward and told her he was sexually abusing her, “accidently” touching her inappropriately for the last few years had finally resulted in him sneaking into her bedroom one night when her mom was “out with the girls” and forcing her to have sex with him. Maybe if Suzanna had said something that night, things would have been different. Instead she didn’t tell her mom until it had happened 4 more times and her mom believed her husband when he said Suzanna had seduced him. Suzanna quietly packed up a bag and ran away that night. She’d managed to make it, barely, for the last 3.5 years on odd jobs and crappy motels/apartments the kind so grateful for money coming in they didn’t ask for proper id before renting out. As she continued to peruse the want ads, she suddenly eyed an ad for a surrogacy program. “Looking for surrogates, up to 30k/yr., full health benefits. Ph.: 888-SURGATE.” Hmm, she thought 30k for having a baby, I could really use that. Dialing the number, she thought of all she could do with that money, moving was a definite. When the line picked up on the other end it was an automated line saying thank you for your interest in becoming a surrogate. Asked for her name address and telephone number and said they would be sending an information packet to her with a follow up number if she were still interested after reading about what would be expected.

1 month later……..

Suzanna slowly wakes up, her head feeling very fuzzy. “What – what happened?” As she comes fully awake she realizes she is strapped naked to a table in a white room, her feet up in stirrups like at the gynecologists office. She starts to struggle but it’s impossible. There is a strap across her hips, under her breasts and over her shoulders. Her ankles are strapped in the stirrups and her wrists and elbows are strapped on arm boards. The door opens and a man steps in carrying a tray. “Hey, what the hell is going on? Why the fuck am I strapped down like this? You’d better let me go you motherfu- OW!” The man after calmly setting down the tray had walked up to Suzanna and slapped her across the face. “That, Ms. Johnson, was a warning. You are to shut up and be quiet or the punishment will be severe.” “Fuck you, as soon as I’m off this table, we’ll see who’s sorry, and it’s not going to be me. You think you can do this to me? You’ll be real sorry motherfucker real soon.” The man just walked over to an intercom, and said “I’m ready to begin and would someone bring in the gag?” The door opens and in walks two more men and a very heavily pregnant young woman, wearing only a collar and carrying a pen and pad, her eyes on the floor. Suzanna is still yelling and cursing falling silent when she sees the woman. “What the fuck” she whispers, so shocked at the woman’s appearance she doesn’t notice the man coming up behind her with the gag until it’s too late. Suzanna tries to fight him as he quickly places the gag, holding her nose so she can’t breathe without opening her mouth. The man who brought in the tray earlier says “13 you may have a seat. I want you to write down everything I tell you describing this cunt.” He sits down between Suzanna’s legs and pulls the tray over. Suzanna can see that there are gynecologist tools as well as a straight razor and shaving cream on the tray. She also notices the little sink beside the table, the kind you might see in a dentist office. The man first performs a gynecological exam noting to the woman he called “13” that “the hymen is gone, no pelvic masses, Pap smear and cervical biopsy performed. Blood samples were taken while subject 22 was unconscious.” He then took the shaving cream and began to spread it all over her pubic area. Suzanna, quieted by the gag spent the time of the examination thinking of how she was going to get out of there. If there were any way out of the straps she was in. Not to mention if she did get out of them how was she going to subdue 3 men. The man examining her was obviously strong, but she’d been on the streets for a while and knew how to fight dirty, but did she think she could take on 3 of them? She wasn’t worried about the woman, why did they call her 13? She wouldn’t put up a fight anyhow, not only was she pregnant but she was obviously weak and intimidated easily, she thought with scorn, you’ll never see me like that. Suzanna jumped, as much as she could, when she felt the shaving cream touch her skin around her pussy. She started yelling behind the mask and thrashing her head about on the table. One of the men stepped up behind the table and slapped her hard against her right breast. “Just hold her head still J, we haven’t taken her measurements yet. Besides she has a punishment session as soon as we’re done and you can have at her then.” The man said as he continued to smear the shaving cream. He gave her clit a pinch getting her attention saying, “you’d better lie still, you wouldn’t want me to slip now would you?” Suzanna gulped and shook her head no. As the man finished shaving her one of the man called J went to her right hand and placed a manacle attached to a small chain to another on her right wrist and passed the other half to the other man who manacled her left wrist. The man who had been between her legs moved the tray back and stood up going over to the wall and operating a switch that sent a hook suspend from a track down over her. J slipped the hook through the center of one of the links and the man at the wall started raising the hook, pausing as J and the other man released the ties as needed to raise her arms above her head, then more as the hook pulled her up into a sitting position, leaving just her legs still strapped to the stirrups. J grabbed her chin and pulled her face towards him, “listen up cunt, we’re going to unstrap your legs now, and you’re going to be a good little cunt and not try to kick us. If you do, you’re going to be punished and believe me when I say you won’t like the punishments I give, now nod if you understand me.” Eyes burning with hatred Suzanna nodded, it wasn’t like she had a choice at the moment. The men unstrapped her legs and pulled her off of the table, suddenly the chain was pulled higher and she was only able to touch the ground with the balls of her feet. “Shower time cunt” one of the men said as the hook moved along the track forcing her to walk on tip toe to keep up. Once over the drain in the corner, J reached down and grabbed her right ankle, securing it to a bar with manacles at each end. This pulled her up off the ground and one of the men looked just above the hook, “Scale says 130, minus the bar and braces, 13 write down 115 for weight.” Suzanna tears up and starts whimpering, as her arms are feeling like they are about to get pulled from their sockets, suddenly the chain lowers and her feet are on the ground, her hand are still above her, but she has a tiny bit of slack. J starts calling out her description, Brown hair and wavy, eyes green, skin white. She feels something being pulled around her hips and a measurement is called out to 13, who is still sitting there writing, eyes on the floor. Next her waist is measured, then her chest. “Barely a 34C that’s sad, but don’t you worry little cunt, that’ll get fixed soon. Man I can’t wait until you’re all tight and swollen with milk, it’ll be great. We done yet boss? I want to get to work on her punishment, I’m gonna work this tight body hard, so she knows what she’s dealing with.” “Almost,” the man who’d performed the tests on her said, walking over and sitting on a chair in front of her. “Now Ms. Johnson, I’m sure you are wondering why you are here?” As she nodded he continued, “You recently applied to our surrogacy program and after researching your background, we decided you were a perfect candidate. No one will miss you or even care that you are gone. As to what we do, you see there are a lot of couples out there who would pay anything to have a child, it’s a very lucrative business. However when you have to pay a woman to carry that child you risk losing that profit. Especially since the surrogate can choose at any moment to keep that child. That’s a risk my company is not willing to take. I’m sure you’re wondering how it all works, but you probably wouldn’t understand it anyhow. Suffice to say you’ll learn how it all works fairly soon. 13 here is going to be your guide for this first week since she is too close to delivery for her usual duties. You will afford her respect at all times and address her only as miss, she has no other name, and neither do you now. When we call you, we’ll call you by number, which is 22. You will address every male you meet as master and you will never look any of us in the face or you will be punished. You will do whatever you are told immediately or you will be punished. You will not speak unless spoken to or you will be punished. Do you understand?” Throughout his speech Suzanna could do nothing but stare at him in disbelief. He stood up and slapped her against her freshly shaven pussy. “I said do you understand, cunt!” With tears in her eyes she looked down and slowly nodded. With that he walked over the woman called 13 and put his hand out, she places the pad and pen in his hand, eyes still on the floor. He asks her “would you like to stay and watch 13?” to which she replied, “Yes master.” As he walks to the door he say’s “she’s all yours boys.” The man called J rubbed his hands together as he walked over to the switch and hoisted the chain up until she was again on the balls of her feet. “Yo, V get the whip, and the clamps” at this Suzanna’s head shot up and she looked at J and started fighting again in the restraints.  As V hands J the whip he walks up to her, she remembers she should be looking down and lowers her head only to have it forced back up again with the leather butt of the whip as it digs painfully into the underside of her chin. “I’m gonna teach you respect cunt” he says looking her in the eye, he suddenly drops her head and she feels V grab her right nipple and pulls hard bringing tears to her eyes as he attaches a nipple clamp attached to a chain on her right nipple and then does the same to her left. The chains are long and he holds them both up and out in front of her pulling her forward so that he ass is pointing back and she is balancing on her toes to keep from falling forward. Meanwhile J has walked around behind her and lets go of the whip with a crack right against her calves. Susanna jumps and feels her nipples getting pulled harder as she tries to regain her balance on her toes. As J continues to whip her backside until it burns and stings, and V continues to pull on her nipples Suzanna starts to scream against the gag, tears running down her face. She notices to her horror that the man in front of her is getting aroused as his cock starts to tent the front of his pants. He calls out to 13 to get over there and take care of him. She kneels in front of him and opens his pants pulling out a very large erect cock and taking it in her mouth and sucking. He pulled tighter on the chains as he closed his eyes and leaned back as he came in the pregnant woman’s mouth. Right at that moment a particularly hard lash landed on her already red and painful ass causing her to lose her precarious balance and sag hanging from her aching arms and nipples. As V finishes cumming in 13’s mouth, J walks over to the switch and drops Suzanna until she’s resting on her knees, still held up between the hook above and the clamps on her nipples. J grabs a different gag, this one with a big O in the middle and approaches Suzanna. “Open up cunt.” He says as he undo’s the gag and changes it. Suzanna with no fight left in her at the moment follows his instructions and J places the O gag in her mouth. J undoes his pants grabs Suzanna by the hair, and pulling her head up says “Time to put that pretty mouth to work” and starts fucking her face. As cums he pulls out and squirts all over her face. “Clean that up, cunt.” He says to 13 as he and V leave the room locking the door behind them.