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Wimp Family's Training - Chapter 09
Walter and the twins weren't the only ones learning things about the new family members. A day after Darla Warren was admitted into the private hospital that catered only to a very select group of clients, Damon Jordan was getting a preliminary evaluation from the physician heading the team that was examining his new slave. According to the doctor, without a doubt the patient showed evidence of severe physical trauma that might have occurred as long as four to six months ago. When asked about this, she claimed to have no recollection of anything happening to her that might account for these injuries.
A through pelvic examination had revealed gross damage to her vagina that likely had been caused by the forcible entry of various items including but not limited to wooden, plastic or hard rubber rods, fists, and sex organs, both human as well as animal. Faint traces of canine semen had been extracted from a tissue sample removed from deep within her vagina.
A similar pattern of trauma was observed in her anal region. Her sphincter muscle had lost more than half of its elasticity, once again from forcible entry of the items identified previously. A colonoscopy had revealed numerous areas in the lower intestines that had been perforated by very small foreign bodies that were likely introduced via repeated enemas, held for extremely long periods of time.
Both her fingers and toes showed that many months previous, foreign objects, probably needles or metal slivers, had been inserted beneath the nails and in some cases heated to burn the flesh as well. Excluding the fresh cane marks, there was substantial evidence that many months prior to this examination her buttocks, thighs, stomach and breasts had been beaten repeatedly using implements ranging from canes to rubber hoses. The amount of deep soft tissue damage was considerable, as would be the case after a series of repeated beatings of the areas in question.
The evidence was overwhelming that sometime in that time frame the subject had undergone a fairly lengthy period of torture and likely rapings that were so severe in nature that she blocked them from her consciousness. This explained her lack of memory concerning the trauma. However in the opinion of the physician, before any progress could be made in healing her mentally she would have to dredge up those terrible memories and face them with the help of a qualified psychiatrist.
Damon Jordan was stunned at these revelations. This was not something for which he had planned when he decided to take her and the children under his aegis. Then it struck him; what about her children? Had they too fallen victim to the same people who had perpetrated these atrocities on their mother? This was something he had to deal with immediately. He gave the medical man permission to begin shock therapy whenever he saw fit, promising to return tomorrow to witness the procedure and her reactions. In the meantime he would be talking to Walter and finding out what had transpired back at the manor.
His factotum had indeed unearthed evidence that would confirm that the Warren children were also afflicted with post traumatic shock, being unable to articulate what had happened to them in the past. His two imps had managed to get themselves in some hot water, but nothing severe enough to make Walter react too violently. On the plus side they were assisting him in trying to break down the mental barriers that prevented Carl from behaving normally when it came to sex. He assured Damon that they were in no danger of missing their periods, guaranteeing that they would not require the services of the local physician at the end of the month. He would not make the same promise when it came to Lilith, which brought a chuckle from his master.
"I presume you're playing some mind games on the twins. That isn't fair, they are definitely not sophisticated enough to grasp what type of trap you are setting for them. You should be ashamed of yourself, but knowing you, you aren't. That is one of the reasons that I haven't gotten rid of you by now."
They shared the in joke before ending their conversation. Damon would be spending at least the next couple of days witnessing a few procedures that the hospital staff would be trying on his new slave. He encouraged Walter to continue working on the problem with the Warren teens and to expect him back at the manor by the weekend.
The next morning Damon Jordan was ushered into the observation room located above the group of technicians and physicians surrounding his slave, Darla Warren. She was naked, revealing her big tits and shaved pubic mound. The brunette was strapped onto an articulated table used mainly for making pelvic examinations. This one had been modified to allow much more to be done to the patient. He quickly took in the nest of wiring that ran from her body to the black boxes contained in two large racks that towered over the group working to ready Darla for the first test.
Damon asked the physician assigned to him about the headphones she was wearing, and was told they transmitted messages to her that might trigger a response that could provide a hint about what caused her injuries. Before he could ask, the man explained that the phallic shaped cylinder being inserted into her vagina would also be utilized to unblock whatever barrier had been put up in her mind. He added that whatever had been used on her previously had left her vagina quite loose for a woman of her age. Naturally once the psychological problems had been addressed, her body's physical imperfections could mostly be repaired surgically.
Without any fanfare things began to happen down below in the theater. The dildo began plunging in and out of Darla's cunt at a good clip from the onset. She started to shift her hips to accommodate the speed and depth of the thrusts. Then her eyes got wide and her body grew rigid. Damon was somewhat perplexed by this reaction until his companion observed that the first of many verbal messages had been sent, and offered a headset so he might listen to what was being fed into the subject's mind. It was quite powerful and pulled no punches.
"Pay attention you cunt! Do you think we have all day to screw around trying to figure what the fuck is the matter with you? How do you like that big hard cock working away inside that diseased whorish twat? I'll bet you never met a dick your pussy didn't want to wrap around and squeeze. You wait until this monster really gets going, you'll think your dripping pussy is getting sandblasted!"
It was heavy duty with no frills. He wondered if it would do more harm than good, but realized that he was paying a considerable sum of money for these people to do what they thought was proper. Damon settled back and tried to enjoy the show. He couldn't help noticing that Darla's pussy was dripping cunt sludge that was coating the shaft of the cylinder which had picked up the pace and was pounding away so fast it looked like one solid piece of pulsating ebony material locked tightly into her fuckbox. He wondered if he might be allowed to purchase this type of equipment for future use once he had Darla back in his manor and ready for retraining.
After nearly fifteen minutes of brutal, mechanical rape, they stopped the machine and gave her a few minutes to rest. However the tape continued to play all manner of vicious insults and threats into Darla's ears. His attention was now focused on the enema they were preparing to administer to her. They were sure this was something she had endured during the missing part of her past. The plan was not to try to duplicate the contents, but instead make the process as painful and humiliating as possible.
To this end they were going to pump the contents of the enema bag into her bowels at a velocity that would tax her intestinal walls, creating terrible pain. In parallel the tape would now bombard her with shrill dissonance created by various discordant sounds such as metal being cut and twisted against a background of shreiking animals and the screams of humans in terrible pain. All this was merely to soften her up for the more serious efforts to penetrate the wall that surrounded her memories of that frightful period in her life.
Darla took a little over three quarts of hot water laced with very finely ground rock salt. Her belly grew rounded in less than half a minute and positively bulging by the time the pump finished injecting the salt solution into her bowels. She held it for many long minutes, perspiration coating her trembling body as the enema wrecked havoc in her lower intestines. What she evacuated was pinkish, evidence that the rock salt had done substantial, but not lethal damage to her bowels.
They allowed her to regain her composure before reintroducing the mechanical cock and letting it have another go at her loose, sloppy cunt that the techs compared to an old whore who had been turning tricks for twenty years without missing so much as a day on the job. Damon grew bored with these preliminaries and told his liaison that he had other business to handle and would return once some progress had been made.
Meanwhile Walter and the twins were hatching another plan that might shed even more light on the mystery involving the Warrens. Hecate had volunteered to act as the canary in the coal mine, offering up her bound, bare body to Carl in still another experiment to get to the bottom of his strange behavior. To date they had learned that the sight of his sister's naked body sexually excited him, and having her helpless and at his mercy turned him into a jungle beast.
At issue was the question whether it was his sister or the restraints that changed his character so drastically. What better way to find out than to arrange for a handcuffed and very naked Hecate Jordan to be locked in with the youth for the night. Naturally he was unaware of the camera recording everything that went on in that chilly little room. This would almost assure that no serious harm could come to the guinea pig, as they nicknamed the twin.
To set the bait, Walter took Lilith out of their room during the day and gave her a good going over as only he could. The teenager's private parts were pounded, pummeled, parted, penetrated, and she also swore that he actually pulverized them as well. Now Carl was not aware of what was going on, so when Walter intimated that Hecate had gone overboard and severely hurt Lilith, and for her punishment he was letting Carl decide her fate, the youth bought his story hook, line and sinker. That evening Hecate would be escorted by Walter into the room occupied by Carl and turned over to him for the night, to do with as he pleased. The stage was now almost set, nothing could go wrong, go wrong, go wrong.....
( To be continued - rolf palsy )
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