"Whaddya think?......a lamp?......or a table, or maybe we just slit her throat so she can't talk and hang her on the wall..."

   "I don't know...but we can't keep her tied up in the closet much longer....we gotta do something with her...or kill her .

   In the closet was 19 year old Trisha Wilson.....the latest of a series of young girls the two lovers found wandering the streets and decided to take in as their latest project.  Trisha was a runaway, who had been on the streets for weeks and was being persued by every pimp in town.  She was alone and scared and hungry. 

   It was Janie who spotted her first, and brought her home under the pretense of being her friend.  It didn't take much to convince Karen to keep her.  After only a day, the two girls drugged her, stripped her, kept her tied up and gagged in the spare room closet while deciding what to do with and to her.

   "I want to keep her" Janie whinned.

   "Look at her shes perfect!"

   Indeed, she was for what Janie had in mind.   Trisha was almost 5'10, long legs and arms and a tight little body.  Her tits were a little small but that was ok.  She barely weighed 110 pounds, and with her dark mexican american complexion and big dark eyes, she was a knockout!

   "So what did you have in mind?" Karen asked....

   "I know you have something evil in your kinky little brain"

   "Right there" Janie said, pointing to the blank area in front of the couch.   A nice big area rug filled the living room but the girls had yet to find a coffee table for the room. 

   "And just how...do you plan to get her to stay there?" Karen asked.

   "Simple" Janie replied with a big grin......

   "What would happen, if we broke both her arms and legs?.....We'd have to put her...in a body cast!!"

    The next day, Janie visited a medical supply warehouse and came home with a huge load of pre-plastered cast bandages.  Karen came home from the local home supply store with everything she needed to keep their new slave in place for her new role.  After taking inventory, the girls hauled their captive into the living room. 

   They had kept the terrified 19 year old mildly drugged for over a day, she was tired and scared and barely concious, and really not much of a fighter.  The living room  floor was covered in plastic, there were several buckets of water ready, and a small ottoman also covered in plastic.  A couple of strong sedatives were shoved down the young girls throat, and the chore at hand began.

   Trisha was placed on her hands and knees over the ottoman...and tied in place.   The hardest part was going to be  making her immobile.  This was done by Karen, who was actually a medical assistant at a local clinic.  Long needles were used to inject an epoxy resin/glue mix into Trishas joints.   Despite the drugs she was on, she screamed in agony as her shoulders first, were filled with the resin.  It took several injections into each shoulder to fill the joint, within an hour, the joint would be chemically welded in place friom the inside. 

    Trishas elbows were next, her arms were forced straight but  bent just enough to insure circulation....below her making them the legs for the table she was about to become.  Pausing at that point, The girls began wrapping Trishs upper body and arms in the plaster casts.   This would keep her arms straight out, in front and below her for about 6 weeks, by then her shoulders and  elbows would be forever un bending.

    Trishs wrists were next.....the wrist is a group of small bones, and the injection of resin was a very intense procedure.  She was forced to support herself with her wrists bent forwards, resting on the palms of her hands while the epoxy was injected.  The next part of the process...was the hardest.

   One by one, Trishs fingers were smashed and actually broken with a hammer.  She actually passed out during this but the girls continued to work on her anyway.  Her fingers joints were injected with the epoxy, then her fingers spread wide and spacers between each finger held them in place.  Once the glue set and the joints healed, her hands would be flat on the floor, fingers spread wide and permanantly solidified.  Her fingers were then set, in a shallow plaster cast, holding them in place for several weeks, and easily removable once she was healed.

    During a well deserved intermission, the girls spent about 30 minutes with their unconcious captive, playing with her beautifull young pussy.   A plan was agreed on, to circumsise her, that is, remove the hood over her clit, to expose it to more availability...but that would happen later.  For now, they teased and sucked it to an amazing pretty pink nub then took advntage of her unconcious state to actually pierce it.  A thick 8 guage ring was inserted thru her clit and soldered in place and polished smooth.

   "OH FUCK!" Karen gasped.

   "I want one......I don't fucking care how much it hurts, I want one....a ring just like that in my clit...FUCK!...THAT is soooo hot!!"

   "I can't WAIT to make her cum"  Janie groaned....

   "And fuck her till she screams!!"

    For another two hours, the girls injected Trishs knees with resin and wrapped her legs in plaster casts.  She had beautifull feet,  but it wasn't enough to keep the girls from filling her ankles with resin and forcing her inverted feet flat onto the floor so they would heal with the soles of her feet in a permanant soles up position.  Trish was in and out of conciousness during this....all she was aware of was pain, especially in her freshly pierced pussy!

   "FUCK!....I hope she's ticklish" Karen giggled.....

   "I'm gonna drive her insane with nothing more than a fucking feather!!"

   Trish was casted then with her legs bent and wrapped all the way to the ankles.  A three foot spreader bar was added to the casts at the knees, and a similar one at her wrapped wrists.  The girls stood back and admired their work.  There was a 19 year old with her ass raised high in the air, and what a gorgeous ass it was.  Her pussy was shaved smooth and easily available between  her legs.  Her slit was slick with her juices and shiny, practically dripping from the girls playing with it earlier and her fresh clit ring hung down quite nicely. 

   Trish didn't wake up for hours.  By then she was already casted and her joints already solidified.  She was in agony from her broken fingers, and the fire in her joints that would last for days.  Her head hung heavily downwards, the only part of her exposed was her ass and her mid section and back, and of course her breasts.  These too were pierced, shiny silver rings hung from each of her firm erect little nipples.  A thick cathater was shoved into her bladder to drain her into a container beneath her.  She was gagged of course to keep her from screaming,   and a small but still uncomfortable inflatable butt plug was in her asshole.  The girls took turn pumping up the plug,  giggling and laughing at every grunt and groan forced out of their captive.  The plug was then deflated and reflated over and over .  The girls loved seeing Trishs belly expanding every time her guts were inflated and knowing there was nothing she could do about it but suffer!

     "This will get you tru the day"  Karen explained.  She removed Trishs gag and shoved a pain pill and several antibiotic pills down her throat.  The gag went right back in as Trish started with a string of obscenities and insults.  To further piss her off, Karen took a few minutes to play with her nipples and even moved behind her to stroke her slit a couple of times.

   "Everything you have..is ours now"  Karen explained....

   "I assure you, you'll be fucked regularly...by the way, if you've never been fucked in the ass....you'll learn to love it and hate it ......I can also promise you, you'll cum more than you ever did in your whole life....wether you want to or not...and if you've never eaten pussy before, you're gonna learn!!"

   Karen then explained the injections in Trishs joints, and that she would never walk again.   She also explained that with regular massages and electrical impulse muscle treatments, She would be kept healthy and useable well into her 30 or 40's!! 

   For the first several days, Trishs treatments were kept to a minimum.   She was fed twice daily, a mixture of oatmeal and various nutrients, and of course antibiotics and pain pills.  As she healed,    her "training" intensified.   Within two weeks, she could choke down almost 8 inches of dildo, and she learned to lick both girls to orgasm.  She was pretty reluctant at first, but every time she refused or didn't do a good job, she was punished with enemas or douches of hot sauce, ice water, hot coffee, and anything else the girls could find to irritate her from the inside out,  then butt plugged or fucked with a dildo until she did it right.

   By week four...just the sight of a bottle of Tobasco sauce had her begging to lick some pussy.  She was also anally trained....until she could take most of an 18 inch dildo into her ass without screaming.  For Trish,  the worst part, of her formally heterosexual life was having to lick and suck the girls assholes...and even eating various foods from them as part of her disgusting diet.

   Trishs casts came off at only 4 weeks.   By then her joints were solid and would never function again.  She was forever on her hands and knees.  She was in the living room one evening when the girls brought in almost a dozen other women, other lesbian friends of theirs for the introduction of their lastest achievement.  Almost ceremoniously, everyone watched as a huge flat piece of 1/2 inch thick glass was laid on Trishs back.

    Trishs head hang downwards below the heavy glass.  An open mouth gag  forced her mouth open and a glass bowl below her collected her constant drool.     Nipple weights were painfully hung on her sensetive nubs and actual vibrators dangled from them.  One huge vibrating egg was shoved into her ass, a second one was pushed into her pussy.  The cords from these led to the controllers laid on top of the glass on her back.                 

    Drinks were served and placed on the glass above her,  thats when various women started turning on the vibrators inside her.    Without the casts, all Trish could do was wiggle and squirm as her insides were tormented by the vibrators.  She was grunting wildly, groaning and drooling uncontrollably.    There were naked feet on top of hers, fingers traced along her legs, her sides,  and toyed with her breasts.  The vibrators went from low to high, up and down, she had no defense from the first, second, third, and every maddening orgasm that ripped thru her body.    For the most part she felt ignored as the party went on around her, but she knew everyone was watching her.   Her body was dripping with sweat,  she was gasping for breath as her orgasms raced out of control.    She couldn't fight them, she couldn't stop them,  at one point she actually peed, and everyone was laughing at her.   All over the room women were pairing up, everyone was geting naked, there was grunting and groaning everywhere. 

   Someone was licking the soles of her feet.  There were fingers in her ass, and pussy.  Her poor clit had no defense.....her non stop orgasms had her stomach in knots.  Throghout the evening, she couldn't move.   Trishs arms and legs wouldn't bend, she couldn't crawl or twist or escape the abuse, the torture, the touching and probing and the vibrations ripping thru her body.    Hours later when everyone coupled up, settled back to stare at her still tormented body, or fall asleep in each others arms...to relax after their sexual high, and pleasure...Trish remained unmoving on her hands and knees.  The vibrators were dying, but still doing their abuse to her exhausted body.  Trishs orgasms were over, her body was incapable of any more, there was only torment now.  The glass on her back seemed to weigh a ton. it was so heavy and her back drippped with sweat it created . 

   It was around 2am when Karen approached her.  She removed Trishs gag and slowly fed her a banana,  then lick  her fingers clean afterwards followed by her toes and a long session at her asshole.    Trishs body ached everywhere.    She couldn't move anything except her head.....or her toes and even that was almost impossible.     

   "You did good tonight" Karen whispered......

   "Everyone was impressed.....I could use a dozen more like you!"

   Karen and someone else, Trish didn't even know who, lifted the glass off of her back then.  Now she was just kneeling there, naked, unmoving, exposed and vulnerable...Karen pulled the vibrators from both of her holes,  then gathered  several freshly used  dildos from around the room and dropped them on the floor around her including a huge black 16 inch monster cock onto her sweaty back.

   "This isn't really about being fucked" Karen said.

   "But...hey......girls DO like to hve fun"

   Trish was ball gagged then to muffle her protests,  when the first rubber cock was shoved into her pussy.  She grunted thru a fresh  unwanted orgasm,  then a second dildo was shoved into her ass for a long vicious double fuck.   Trish was fucked for hours....after the monster dildo took a turn in her pussy and ass...she was treated to a full fist stuffed into her pussy.

   The next morning after the all night party , she was literally carried into the bath tub and hosed out and down.  Still dripping she was returned to the living room and the heavy glass returned onto her back. This was her new home. This was her new life.  She was fed once a day, given daily enemas,  allowed to piss every 6 hours and punished if she even dared leak a drop in between, plugged, vibrated, teased, tormented, tortured, and proudly displayed .

   Almost a year later.....Karen and Janie split up.   They first considered actually taking Trish to the desert and burying her, but sold her eventually, to a sadistic black couple who ran a private swing club.   The guy was thrilled at the thought of having a totally defenseless little white bitch at his sexual disposal 24 hours a day... His wife was thrilled at her husband being able to do whatever he wanted to her.  With his humoungous 12 inch cock too fucking big to shove into HER every night and day.... he now had someone else to fuck and destroy then leave the rest of her helpless body for her to torment afterwards! 

    For Trish, her life was hours on end of savage black gang bangs every weekend...she was still a helpless coffee table, on display,  until the next time she was to be used and used and used and......

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