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Twisted Teen Tales - Chapter 67
Training Teenagers - American Style (part 1)
Marian Anderson was the perfect foil for Sanjiv, who felt deserted now that his twins and their mother had drifted away from him. Bonnie Anderson was more than satisfactory when it came to fucking, but her daughter was the one that Sanjiv really wished to tame and train. The thought of having the skinny almost flat-chested teenager at his mercy excited him in ways that were much different than his former wife and the twins. He’d discussed adding another one or two persons to participate while he broke the teenager’s will and turned her into a low earning prostitute. Bonnie was delighted with the idea and almost immediately came up with a list of eight persons, equally divided between men and women. What made it so enticing was most of these people had grudges involving Bonnie. Here was a great opportunity to take out their frustrations using Bonnie’s young daughter as their method.
She suggested a preliminary test involving members of her company who had no love for the skinny airhead. That weekend Marian would be stripped naked, restrained and subjected to whatever they wished to do to the helpless female. Things began on Friday evening and ended early Monday morning. An ambulance was required to take the bruised, beaten, battered wraith of a teenager to the private hospital. It would take three weeks before she was due to be discharged and capable of bed rest at home. Sanjiv could hardly wait to get his hands and other portions of his body on the thin troublemaker. Unfortunately young Marian had a large following among the interns, nurses and a few of the hornier doctors. By week two she was handling cocks and cunts on a first come, first serve approach. The night shift was another story entirely. She would be wheeled to a private room located as far away from the hospital’s core as one could imagine. This was where the skinny teenager took on the really big cocks, even bigger fists and folks with agendas designed to cripple this high class whore in training.
Marian was kept on starvation rations and had to perform various sex acts to even get these scraps. Breakfast consisted of a small bowl of heavily salted oatmeal diluted with the worst piss they could find from their older patients. Even as the girl gulped down this mess, her two overweight senior nurses were taking turns fisting her tight cunt and letting her know what was in store for her today. She cringed and begged when they mentioned electric shock; high voltage electricity being passed through her brain at the same time as her clitoris and inner cunt lips were also being treated in the same manner.
The nurses had developed techniques to make Marian even more miserable, if such a thing could be believed. While fisting their patient, one would be seated on her face naked from the waist down, making sure very little air got through to her lungs. The other nurse, naked down to the waist would be using a special glove made from material that was highly absorbent. Just before she began fist-fucking the patient, she dipped her gloved hand into a jar of urine, heavily salted and laden with tiny metallic particles that would be embedded within Marian’s clitoris, labia, urethra and vagina as she was fisted until passing out from the lack of fresh air and the pain associated with the fisting itself.
The nurses switched places and worked diligently at embedding even more of these fiendish particles into the teenager’s insides. Normally the doctor in charge of Marian’s condition dropped in to take a closer look at the progress of her patient. At her request the teenager was gagged with another patient’s soaked, overnight undergarment to stifle her noises while the doctor took her piece of the action, a very big piece of the action. The girl groaned through the urine soaked gag as the nurses added an additional five pounds of weight to each foot, stretching her muscles, tendons and even the amount of bone in her legs to their limits. Satisfied with that operation they checked the teen’s arms and hands which also were stretched to near the breaking point, making her underarms vulnerable to whatever the doctor had planned for her patient. They watched as doctor Marcy Manning coated her right hand and a portion of her arm, in preparation for her examination of Marian’s vagina. She chuckled at the numerous lesions that had developed internally just in the last few days, strong evidence that she was having above average amounts of sexual intercourse. Satisfied that all was fairly normal under the circumstances, she decided to have some personal time with her troublesome patient. The nurses were asked to return in about ninety minutes and be prepared to transport her patient to the laboratory for some advanced experimentation. As the pair left, the female doctor was already down to her pink bra and matching thong. Marian was not looking forward to the next ninety minutes, but her doctor certainly was.
When the teenager saw the size of the hard rubber dildo, her eyes popped. No male partner had the kind of equipment that her doctor was sporting. She was not prepared for what happened next. The woman reached into her purse-like container and withdrew a spool of metallic wire. She began wrapping it around the teen’s smallish tit once she had sunk the wire so deep into the patient’s flesh that it disappeared. Marian screamed almost continuously as her little handfuls of tit flesh were turned into sausage shaped creations; fortunately the urine soaked gag did the job and kept her quiet during the process. After both of her titties had been turned into bloated, twin cylinders, the female doctor buried fish-hooks into the teen‘s swelling knockers and attached ten pound weights to each tit which she let drop from the sides of her bed. By nightfall those little tits would be swollen and deformed; open to whatever pain her tormentors wished to indulge, short of slicing those twin purple cucumbers from her chest cavity.
That part of her plan for Marian’s all-day punishment finished, she loaded a hypodermic and injected the contents into the teenager’s clitoris, causing such pain that portions of her bare body actually rose from the bed upon which she was restrained. The woman knew that in less than twenty minutes the girl’s hot button would be at least twice normal size and throbbing continuously as the drug did its work to turn the teenager into a sex maniac, willing to endure any level of pain to get her fix. Too bad the fix would last less than an hour and then her robin’s egg sized clitoris would be needing more of the drug, only there would be none for the little, skinny tramp.
The monster dildo jutted from her loins instilling fear and a taste of sexual excitement from her victim, or was it patient? The top half was covered with an irritant that would have Marian going crazy long before her throbbing clitoris took center stage. She wasted no time introducing her latest toy to the thin, pasty-face teen spread out and waiting for the massacre to begin. Marian was not disappointed as the head of the monster tool split that fat-lipped cunt and began burrowing like some animal into the girl’s fuck tunnel, still wet and dripping from the huge quantities of sperm that had been pumped into her slim body by dozens of men who used her skinny body throughout the night and early morning. She had even taken it up the asshole from a doctor who had looked in on her ordeal and decided he might as well enjoy himself as well. He was happy about using a condom considering the amount of cum they had already pumped into this hot-holed honey who never seemed to get enough. The doctor was even planning to have Marian moved to his house for a weekend before allowing her to be released. He glanced back in time to see a monster piece of meat plunging deep into the cesspool that was Marian. His plans for a going-away sex orgy featuring this sex crazed, unstable, teenager who never, ever got enough sexual pleasure became even more concrete.
Doctor Manning had lost track of time concentrating on seeing how much of her latest toy Marian’s well-worn cunt could handle before she started serious bleeding. She was not exactly pleased with the results at the moment, but there would be more time later today and it might be more pleasant because by then the tiny irritants from her dildo would have migrated into the vaginal walls of her challenging, frustrating patient. The arrival of the two nurses was a surprise, but she kept her poise. With one last vicious thrust that looked as if she was stabbing her naked patient, she sighed and pulled out, the top portion of the dildo coated with a thick layer of blood that glistened.
On a whim, the doctor had the nurses free Marian’s mouth of the gag and replace it with the blood-coated rubber toy. They showed their patient no mercy, ramming it into her throat and preventing her from getting any air until her face turned blue. Meanwhile the doctor was dressing except for her thong, planning to give her patient a little remembrance of their latest encounter. The two nurses stood beside their victim watching Marian’s ravaged throat gulping down the doctor’s urine that was being transferred from her bladder to the patient’s gullet. When she was finished, the nurses were ordered to wheel the troublemaker down to the laboratory where they had a few nasty surprises waiting for their pale, shaking, skinny victim.
The technical team welcomed their latest subject with glittering eyes and toothsome smiles. The subject was to be given the limit without causing her so much discomfort that she could not be used by the other members of the staff that tended to her. Onto the special table she went. It had once been used to evaluate females, but over time more and more corrections had been made to enable the staff easier access to the subject.
Marian’s naked body was stretched to its limit by the straps and manacles used to hold her. She grew apprehensive when she saw the portable electrical machine that she had experienced previously. Thanks to the table’s design three or four technicians or doctors could be operating on her bare body at the same time. By now Marian looked as if she had spent months in a concentration camp. Once their victim was properly restrained, the fun began. A modified metal fixture used normally to keep the patient’s jaw aligned properly was installed. However in the case of their subject it had other applications as well. The interior of her mouth and parts of her gullet were easily accessible for experiments other than dentistry. To make sure that the subject wouldn’t move about and interfere with the experiment, a steel collar with short but sharp spikes was locked around the subject’s neck to keep her still. That accomplished, two of the doctors, one a physician the other a dentist, started working on the patient’s teeth and mouth. These two seemed to work in tandem, the physician working on her gum line to identify the most sensitive areas, then switching to her tongue, lips and inner mouth. His compatriot used a collection of dental tools that kept the young teenager screaming constantly. Sometimes both men were using implements inside her mouth at the same time. The amount of bleeding was minimal, but the level of pain for Marian was off the chart. The patient lost what was left of her mind when the dentist began grinding away one of her molars down to the gum line. She repeatedly fainted from the pain and shock, but he soldiered on until there was nothing left of her tooth above the gum line. Finally just before they left the amphitheater the teenager’s tongue was implanted with three studs covered with sharp edges that forced her to say nothing at the risk of damaging her damaged tongue.
Now a second pair of torturers made an appearance and focused on Marian’s joints. They used special fixtures that made her wrists and ankles immobilized totally, but left enough area so they could use their tools. Each tormentor used a high speed drill with special bits. The first time the bits were used the patient lost her cool and slashed her tongue in numerous places. They ignored her misery and went about their work of making the patient’s wrists and elbows damaged in such a manner that it would be many months before they could be used even briefly. From there they went down her body and duplicated their efforts on the teenager’s ankles, knees and hip bones, pronouncing them satisfied with their work. The same could not be said about the patient’s reaction to the terrible agony she endured. Marian knew nothing but a high level of pain, which came from each area that had been treated in this cruel manner. Unfortunately she still had a few more ugly surprises to overcome here in the laboratory before she was taken back to her room to suffer in silence.
( To be continued - rolf palsy )
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