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Chapter 5
After barely sleeping, Cindy finds herself rudely awakened and carried from her cell by two of the cult members. The girls take her to an empty room where her straight jacket is removed, and she is again forced down onto a padded leather table, face up. After chaining her rigidly into place, they leave the room. Moments later Susan enters.
"Cindy It was never my intention to put you through this, I wish there was another way, but the Mistress is insistent. Please let me tell her that you are ready to take the final step towards initiation. She will break you and force you to submit to her. I can't stop her, and I can't bare the thought of putting you this any longer!"
"Never", Cindy shouts back. "You are all crazy and I will never give in."
Saddened and sobbing, and unsure of what will come next, Susan dejectedly exits the room. She informs the Mistress that her sister will not give in. Camille seems oddly pleased pleased by this not unforeseen development. She walks away from Susan enters the room where Cindy is strapped down.
Camille is a stunning sight to behold. Dressed in a skintight red latex outfit, with black lace up boots. She commands the room with her presence. It is easy to see why the other girls so easily fall under her spell.
Trailing behind her are several other older girls in the cult. Girls that joined around the same time that Susan did. Vicki, Karen and Rachael. They are all dressed in matching white nurses uniforms, also made out of latex. Susan has never seen them like this before. She is worried now. Camille means business today.
No one speaks. The Mistress surveys the room, pleased that everyone is here for such an important event. All of the girls in the room look pensively toward one another, not knowing what will happen. The room is deep in the basement of the old mansion. The girls are never allowed in this part of the house. The room is made out of large old stones with but one wooden doorway from which they entered. What could possibly happen in here?
Those questions are soon answered when Camille slides a lose brick from the wall and pushes a button behind it. The wall slides open, revealing a room, which looks terribly out of place for such an old home. Inside it looks like an operating room at a hospital. Bright lights hang from the ceiling; carts filled with gadgets are spread out all over the place. Monitors and electrical equipment cover one entire wall.
Camille is pleased; the most important room in the house is now open for business!
The table onto which Cindy is strapped is wheeled into the room. She is placed directly in the center, right underneath the lights. They illuminate her tender young body perfectly.
Each of the girl's has there own designs on the soon-to-be new pledge, but all fully understand that there is a pecking order in the cult, and the Mistress always pecks first.
Camille walks over to the wall and presses another button, the walls begins to close and soon lock into place. All are aware that escape for young Cindy is now impossible.
"The next time you leave this room Cindy, you will be one of us." The Mistress says deliciously. Susan is told to wait in the corner and to observe the proceedings only. The Mistress in no way wants her to be involved with the procedure, her emotions may get the best of her.
"Nurse" Vicki opens a cabinet and grabs three spray bottles, she hands one each to the other two girls. With the Mistress' permission the girls begin to spray what turns out to be a warm oily liquid all over Cindy's naked body. Only Camille is allowed to touch her, and she takes full advantage by rubbing the mixture all over the bondaged girl. Satisfied, she orders that a tit pump to be lowered from the ceiling. The plastic tubes dangle precipitously over Cindy's ample bosom, before Rachael grabs them and forced directly onto her nipples. A switch activates the unit and Cindy can feel her nipples being tugged, slowly at first, but then harder. She yells out in pain as the sucking becomes more intense.
"Save it, my dear, this is only the beginning". Camille remarks coldly. The comment brings nothing but giggles from the others. Next, a big bowl of ice cubes is taken from a freezer and wheeled over on a cart. As the tit pumps continue their relentless sucking, the Mistress grabs a handful of ice and gleefully rubs the frozen cubes all over Cindy's freshly shaved twat. Minutes seem like hours as Cindy writhes in agony in a fruitless attempt to get away from the frigid onslaught. For a brief moment, the two women's eyes meet.
Cindy's teeth begin to chatter uncontrollably as the Mistress reaches for a fresh handful of ice. Camille can only smile at the thought of her own pussy get hotter by the minute as poor Cindy's cunt is doing just the opposite. On and on the rubbing goes, this time with both hands. Camille fights the urge to slide one of her fingers into her own cunt. There is nothing she enjoys more then torturing pretty young girls. But she knows her patience will be rewarded soon enough.
"Are your ready to join now you little bitch?" she asks.
Despite the intense pain to her most private areas, Cindy shakes her head defiantly.
"N-N-N-N-N-O" she matters to chatter.
"Very well, then we must take the final step", declares Camille.
Susan jumps up from the corner and begs the Mistress to reconsider; "Please Mistress, this is not necessary, she is just about to give in!"
"It's too late, I'm through playing games! Prepare her!" She instructs the other girls. "And you," she stares at Susan, "don't ever question me again, or your fate will be 10 times worse then this!!!"
Almost immediately the tit pump stops, Cindy's swollen nipples slowly begin to retake their shape. Even her pussy starts to feel better once the Mistress removes the ice. Her relief is short lived however, as she looks over at a second cart being positioned just to her right. This one contains a series of wires, all connected to a large black box.
"What the hell is this?" Cindy yells in horror.
"I think we have heard from you today."
Camille orders Susan to again grab a gag from the cabinet and install it in her sister's mouth. Susan slowly complies and the last muffled cry she hears is a "Why??" before the bit is securely fastened into place.
Camille orders Susan to stand directly behind Cindy, so she is right above her head. The two sisters' eyes meet, Cindy knows it is fast becoming unlikely that her Susan will snap out of her trance and get her out of this mess. Tears start to flow out of each girl's eyes as Susan gently stokes Cindy's hair and face. Meanwhile the assistants are told to begin reapplying the oily mixture to Cindy's body.
Next, Camille grabs a can of shaving gel and begins to squirt it onto Cindy's right nipple, and then the left. She rubs the cold gel for a moment, stiffing each nipple. Satisfied she turns her attention toward the cunt. The Mistress applies what seems like the whole can to Cindy's shaved snatch. Carefully and methodically she rubs it on until the mound is covered with a thick green coating. Camille explains that this is necessary to increase the connectivity! Cindy shakes her head wildly at that statement.
Next she instructs the girls to carefully check the bonds. The last thing the Mistress wants is for Cindy to break free now. The girls check the cuffs on the ankles, then the wrists, and finally the thigh restraints. Camille personally checks the waist belt, the most important one of all. Satisfied there is not the tiniest amount of slack, she is ready to proceed.
Camille walks over to the cart and grabs a wire with an electrode attached to it. She carefully presses it onto the right nipple. Next she takes a second one and fixes it on top of the left tit. Working quickly now, the diabolical bitch inserts the final four electrodes into the gel glistening between Cindy's legs. The young girl lefts her head up and attempts to scream through the gag. Susan holds her head and forces it back onto the table, all the while trying to comfort her sister. There is little time left now.
Completely immobilized, Cindy can only watch as her cunt and tits are covered with a terrifying array of wires.
"Susan, I have decided that you will have the honors, come here!" Camille orders.
"Please Mistress don't make me do this!!!"
"You Must". Camille grabs Susan's hand and yanks her towards the box. She places her slave's hand on the large red button. Without even the slightest hesitation she tells out:
"Now Susan!!!!"
Her heart is telling her no, she can't go through with it. But her head, which Camille has been inside of since the very beginning, is saying, "I must obey".
With a snap of the mistress' fingers, Susan presses the button, sending a pulsing current through her sister's most tender areas. Cindy convulses violently against the tight bonds. Her screams are muffled by the now saliva covered bit gag. A second snap instructs Susan to release the button. The pain stops and Camille asks; "Are you ready to join us yet?"
Cindy, unable to speak, manages to shake her head defiantly.
Camille orders Susan to increase the power to Level Two! Now panicky, Susan begs Cindy to submit and for Camille to reconsider. Both women stubbornly refuse, neither willing to give so much as an inch to the other. Tired of waiting, Camille demands another surge. Susan cannot go through with it. She can no longer bear to put her sister through this. Enraged, the Mistress orders Rachael to man the controls and continue the procedure. Immediately the obedient girl runs over, past the sobbing Susan and immediately slams her hand down on the button. She presses and holds it for what seems like an eternity as Cindy again shakes and twists uncontrollably, the pain beyond her imagination.
"Please stop Mistress," begs Susan, yelling at the top of her lungs.
"Not yet, we almost have her." After a few more seconds the Mistress waves her hand and the current mercifully stops. Camille approaches the exhausted co-ed and asks her: "Isn't it time for this madness to end?"
With the gag still in her mouth and sweat pouring off her entire body, she reluctantly nods in agreement. A relieved smile washes over Susan's face and she rushes over to her sister and removes the gag, before planting a big kiss on her lips.
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