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The Corporate Type

Chapter 22

Corporate Type chapter 22

Here you stand spread legged, showing everyone your pussy while women take
turned penetrating your body. You began to tear and looked at everyone through
glassy eyes. You wanted to close them but didn't. The women commented at how
your pussy looked, saying intimate things about the texture, color, and size of
your lips.

When they eventually stopped and thanked your owner they walked away and the
woman said, "You have more people to ask that question."

You choked and looked at them and said, "Sir, would you like to touch my pussy?"
He smiled and reached down and patted it like a cat, then walked on.

Others were asked the same and some touched gently, some pinched, some opened
you by holding your rings and some played with the dildo.

The woman and you slowly moved toward the store. She walked you past people and
downstairs. Once there she attached the chain to your neck and disrobed you
completely. You complained abut having to submit to so many filthy hands that
she put a ball in your mouth and strapped it in tightly so as not to listen to
your complaints. After removing the suit, backpack and dildo she told you to get
to work and wash pans while she took things into the bedroom.

While she was gone, the girl came down the steps and placed more pans in front
of you. The girl thanked you for yesterday, and though you tried, you were
unable to tell her not to speak. She said she had tried to call the other people
from your company but they had been in a meeting in the hotel. She tried a
number you gave her but no answer. She leaned in front of you trying to look at
your breasts.

"Turn so I can see if those rings are still there," she said.

You didn't obey and she grabbed one of them and pulled you around saying, "Do
what I said."

She gave a close inspection of your breasts noticing that there were fresh
rings. You stood still while her tiny fingers played with your flesh making it
come alive with sensation.

She said, "These are fresh, what happened to you?"

You tried using hand language to tell her but suddenly the woman came around the
corner and noticed the girl and said, "Go back upstairs," then paused and said,
"Unless you want to end up like her?"

The girl bowed embarrassingly and dismissed herself apologetically, running up
the steps.

The woman said, "Gosh, we'll have hurry and get over to the station, because the
ride leaves soon.

She took your hands and cuffed them, removed the chain from your collar and
pulled your pussy rope. She rushed you through store and out into the street,
she made you jog along naked, floppy breasts and all. When you got to this
station which was nothing more than a roofed set of posts the woman changed
pussy ropes for a much longer one.

The woman approached a cart, and got in. In front of the cart were two naked
women, wearing harness's of leather on their body and things on their face. The
woman got into a cart, and sat down while you stood alongside.

Shortly after that a man came over and got in, "To mine number seven," She said.

The man took a whip and laid the tip onto the backs of the women who pulled the
cart along. The women began to jog slowly and you followed the cart.

You passed people and buildings until you left the town. Up and down short hills
you went getting more and more tired but your gag prevented you from
complaining. Stopping would rip the ring from your pussy so that was not an
option.

Finally after you were breathing very hard and shaking from exhaustion the cart
turned off on a dirt road and the women slowed their pace to a walk.

The cart approached a large rock faced surface and stopped. The woman got out
and took you for a walk. The wall turned and there was a large hole about ten
feet high in the stone wall. The woman walked you inside and soon the brightness
became very dim. It was cooler but still humid inside and your sweat continued
to pour off you. The woman led you past other men and women who were pushing
wheelbarrows full of dirt or rocks outside.

The woman took you to an elevator. More of a cage elevator. You both got on and
the thing descended down. You saw that there were perhaps a dozen floors, and
you bypassed them all!

When the elevator stopped the woman and you exited. Within a few feet of the
elevator there was a desk, and a man behind it.

The woman said, "I have this new prisoner, to have an experience in the mines
today." "I'll pick her up at the station about seven PM!" "She's not a physical
woman, so go easy since she may end up a house maid or milker anyway."

The man rose and took your rope. "Ok, thanks, we'll take excellent care of her
til then."

When the woman went back up the elevator, the man looked you over much like he
was buying you. He probed, pulled, lifted and inspected, making you feel like
being an animal.

When he took off the gag, and said, "OK, first you need introduction to the task
here." "We are digging underground, this in the fifteenth level." "We do it all
by hand." "Since there is no time limit, and we have free labor like you
prisoners, we use you to create the best of dungeons and torment chambers the
world could possibly ever know." "We'll take you on a tour and let you speak to
some of the women here."

He led you by your rope down a long rock walled hallway. The lighting was so
very dim that you couldn't see pockets on his trousers in front of you.

He stopped and showed you a door, well, a set of bars covering a hole dug into
the rock. "This is one of the cells that you could live in."

Walking farther down you began to hear voices, moans and groans. It was spooky
being so dark and dank that you became frightened.

He stopped again and flicked on his flashlight into another hole. There was a
woman, well.  She really looked like an animal inside it!

The woman cowered away from the bars and crouched on her feet. The man
commanded. "Come forward and show yourself now!"

The woman crawled on her hands and knees til she got to the bars and then stood,
pushing her pussy and breasts against the bars, and spreading her arms and legs
wide. Her broken voice stammered in a frightened tone. "Please touch my pussy,
Sir." "Please pull on my clit til I scream." "Please make me beg to be beaten!"
You were taken aback at how sincere she sounded. Her body pressing forward
tightly against those metal bars.

The man said to you, "Bite her nipples hard." "Then kneel, find her clit and
bite until she screams!"

You were shocked at having to do such a hideous thing to such a poor creature,
but he coughed and you responded.

Her nipple smelled of feces and urine, and when you bit she screamed and said,
"Yes, oh Yes, thank you!" You administered a bite to each nipple and then had to
push your tongue between her pussy lips til you felt her clit get large enough
to bit.

 Again she responded ecstatically and the guard said, "Ok, enough." Pulling you
back.

You saw him open a box on the wall and withdrew something. He threw it into her
hole and she scampered after it.

"I just gave her a treat, for her reward," he said.

"The women get only two meals per day, and only get sweet treats if they submit
to what we consider torment of some sort." When it is her shift, she works for
twelve hours! Afterwards she is taken back here to rest.

He took you farther on down the hallway.

You came upon more cages and more women laying inside, naked, ragged and filthy.

When the hallway turned, he stopped you and said. "We have special rooms for
torment." "Inside some of these rooms the worst torture that could possibly
happen goes on."

He went to an actual door and opened it. There was a bright light on, and the
floor was tiled nicely, unlike the outside hallways leading to it.

He led you down this hallway and stopped at various doors. Allowing you to look
inside. You saw tables and chairs inside. A woman on each! They were all naked
but had things sticking in and out of them!

The last room in the hall he opened and you saw a woman laying on her back on a
table. Not just any table, this one had small sections for arms legs and body.
He walked you over to her head.



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