The darkness swirled around Matt and keeping track of time was impossible. Sensations shivered across his body but he was never truly conscious...a voice was there, constantly, too quiet to hear but impossible to ignore. Feminine and light, there were giggles and whispers...Was it Cassie's, Matt tried to concentrate on it but it was ethereal...compelling but just out of reach.
There was one moment of lucidity as he emerged from the drug induced trans for a few short minutes. Doctor Svetlana was there, smug and aloof as she had been. Matt tried to struggle but he was restrained as he had been, he tried to call out but a gag prevented it. He craned his head round and saw Doctor Alicia. A lifeline, someone sane in this maelstrom of insanity. He had to bide his time, wait until he could appeal to her. Sat in the corner was Venus, now dressed in a tight leather jumpsuit. He new curves making her look utterly stunning. She locked eyes with him and winked.
Svetlana took her mobile phone out of her pocket and began toying with it. A small yelp emanated from her colleague. The gorgeous eastern European beauty smiled towards Venus and continued tapping her phone...this time Alicia staggered and gasped.
"So Doctor Kane" said Svetlana, Alicia looked over her eyes seems glassy and he breathing laboured "You were adamant that no male should receive more than 25 mil of our magic potion....but Cassie desires her little pet to be given specialist treatment....How about we put him on a drip and flush 500 mil into the little bitch?". As she finished the sentence she swiped extravagantly across the length of the phone screen and Alicia's legs almost gave we, she groaned wantonly.
Venus stalked over to Svetlana and began toying with the phone screen as Svetlana continued "You know what that could do to the subject...do you want to raise any objections?". Matt craned round to see Alicia grab the medical bench for support and gasped "Please Svetlana....it's too much".
Svetlana feigned a confused face "Too much Femitropin.....or too much fun with our new toy?" She touched the screen again and Alicia moaned in slutlike pleasure "Yes, yes...yesssssss".
Venus leaned towards Matt "You see hunnie, Alicia's moral compass was stressing her out so Cassie fixed it for her", she then went to Alicia and pulled open her lab coat. The pretty young doctor was naked underneath apart from a heavy metal belt around her groin and a couple of nasty looking nipple clamps. Venus cupped Alicia's breast with her leather clad hand and bent down to lick the tortured nipple.
Svetlana turned the screen to show Matt. It was a series of numbers and graphs surrounding a large dial-like display. "You see Cassie was worried Alicia was getting too stressed and taking things too serious so she slipped some of her little pleasure toys inside her and locked away the key. She allows us to play with the controls..." Svetlana swiped the dial up higher an instantly Alicia moaned with pleasure "...but the best bit is this...." she waited a 30 seconds in which time Alicia's groans became louder and more frantic, a graph on the screen rose and rose until just as the poor woman's moaning became orgasmic the screen pulsed and the dial was reset down to zero. Alicia cried out in pure frustration and robotically humped the air "Pleeeeeease" she sobbed "...please no more"
Svetlana turned back to Matt "You see these numbers here, she's been in that belt nearly 36 hours and so far the device has administered 106 near orgasms...Only Cassie's master controller will allow the poor little slut to climax.....isn't that wicked". Matt looked over to Alicia who was leaning on Venus, her body was now covered is a shiny sheen of sweat, she was breathing heavily from her exertions. Svetlana continued her lecture "It can also do this" and as she swiped another part of the app screen Alicia let out a shriek of pain and collapsed to the floor "....Sorry hunny, part of the demonstration. You don't mind do you. I promise to tell Cassie you were behaving yourself". Alicia merely sobbed and slowly allowed Venus to pick her up.
Svetlana slipped the phone into her pocket and turned back to Matt "So Doctor Kane, Cassie has asked us to give her new pet everything we've got so I am sure you don't mind giving him 500mils.....what else can you do to him to make the treatments more effective".
Alicia looked at Matt with a look of real sorrow "I guess....we could also administer 100mil of the sexual stimulants we've been developing....and some drugs to increase his sperm production to make him even more frustrated, maybe 100mil of that too"
Svetlana smiled wickedly "Anything else"
Alicia glowered at her colleague "Really?"
Svetlana stroked Alicia's face "You want me to give a good report to Cassie don't you"
Alicia thought for a moment "I could double the intensity of the subliminal messaging and sync it to an anal stimulator....and administer testosterone......he would be getting stimulated from all angles then....total sensory overload".
Svetlana smiled "Cassie is going to be very pleased with you Doctor Kane....Administer 750mils of Femiptropin and 200 mil each of the stimulants"
Alicia muttered "Jeeeez" under her breath.
Svetlana returned with the syringes and a drip with a large back of oily, black Femitropin concentrate.
Alicia eyed the cocktail fearfully "This is an insane amount of this stuff to be putting into him"
Matt, remembering the instant hit of raw sexual stimulation from just 25 mil of the drug, groaned against his gagged
Alicia jabbed the needle into Matt's arm and injected the first of the stimulants into Matt, the second followed....she looked down on the bound prisoner with a mixture of pity and sorrow, finally she hooked him up to the Femitropin drip and opened the flood-gate. The viscous black serum flowed down the tube and as it entered his bloodstream Alicia stroked Matt's hair and whispered "I'm sorry".
The world went dark once again.
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Blood Dancer - Part 8.1
Kate felt the burst of magic from across town...then almost instantaneously a reverberating sizzle as the protective amulet repelled and reversed the spell. Whatever the witch had tried to do had instantly rebounded back on it's source...She would have to investigate but for the meantime she would let the dust settle before returning to see Wilma.
The spell felt like a control spell so Kate was fairly confident there would be no dead witch lying twitching at Wilma's feet right now. Rather the sexed-up enchanted pastor would find the lovely little Brigitte extremely obedient and accommodating...the thought aroused the Vampyre more than she expected. Brigitte had been the target of her lust previously...perhaps Wilma could be persuaded to share her new lover. Now Kate was definitely turned on, the thought of a potential nemesis laid low and made to serve her made her juices flow.
She stalked down to her basement, past the room where she kept her food slaves and into her inner sanctum. This was her pride and joy, her more treasured possession lay within. The room was dark with one spotlight illuminating the object at it's centre....if the other lights were on they'd reveal racks, hooks, restraints and cages plus rows of evil looking BDSM paraphernalia. This was where Kate came when she indulged an addiction even more potent than her craving for blood....sex.
In the middle of the room as huge ornate slab of gleaming metal. It was much, much wider than the door and the stairs leading down here so how it got in there would puzzle any visitor. How could it possibly be down in the basement? It was a metal table the size of a king sized bed, instead of being smooth it appeared to be a seething writhing platform of carved snakes. They were comprised of every size and species imaginable, all uniquely formed in amazing detail. Kate smiled as she did every time she saw it. It had once belong to her namesake Katherine the Great and had been made by her court sorcerers in an attempt to satiate her intense sexual cravings. It had came into Kate's possession a century ago and she spent as much time as possible indulging in it's special, perfect, abilities.
Kate pealed back her silken robe and allowed it to fall to the floor pooling at her feet like liquid...she then climbed onto the steel platform and lay back, at her mental command the table began to writhe as the enchanted carvings came to life and began sliding against her flesh. She closed her eyes and moaned in anticipation and savoured the perfect intimate invasion as the first snake began coiling itself around her thigh, higher up several of the smaller snakes began sliding up her flanks and coiling themselves around her breasts. Even after all these years she gasped as she felt the first of the metal serpents brush her pussy. She lay back and surrendered herself to the most perfect sex-toy every created. Metal scales began rasping against her nipples as tiny metal grass-snakes coiled around her breasts and she moaned wantonly as a two-headed metal cobra began simultaneously probing her pussy and flicking it's tongue against her engorged clitoris.
Kate was soon crying out in mind blowing ecstasy.
Back across town a tiny piece of Brigitte's mind was utterly consumed by rage. She had been lead up to Wilma's bedroom and was once more being subjected to the full might of the perverted lesbian's sadistic desires...only this time there seemed to be a much wider array of toys for Wilma to torture her with. For several hours Brigitte had been subjected to an over the knee spanking, all captured on film and, it would seem, already sent out to Wilma's friends. To make matters worse it was Brigitte herself who had begged for the spanking based on the off-hand suggestion that she was a bad girl. It terrified Brigitte how utterly submissive she was right under the control of her own self-administered enchantment.
More than anything Wilma seemed intent on fucking Brigitte's brains out. Currently the pretty little witch had her arms handcuffed to the corner of Wilma's bed and her ankles bound to the same set of handcuffs. The result was Brigitte almost folded in two, perfectly helpless for Wilma to begin ravaging her ass with a series of strap-on phalluses. To add to the intensity Brigitte had viciously cruel nipple clamps attached and as the buxom BBW rammed home the fake cock into the petite red-heads she expertly stimulated her helpless victim's clit with a wonderfully high-quality vibrator. Brigitte cried out if utter delight as yet another climax ripped through her body and the part of her mind that retained awareness heard her beg for yet more.
Wilma smiled down at her new lover "You love this don't you. You love pleasing me, you love being my dirty little girl" she panted. The obedient, pliant mush that was Brigitte's psyche instantly absorbed the suggestion and smiled back "I do love pleasing you, please let me be your little girl".
Wilma could scarcely believe how perfectly eager Brigitte had been from the second they had met up the other day. She began unhooking the strap-on but, wickedly, leaving it hanging out of Brigitte's ravaged ass. Each time they she suggested moving up a size the dirty, filthy little submissive had eagerly begged for it. Who'd have thought the previously aloof and standoffish school teacher was such an insatiable size-queen. She crawl over Brigitte's shackled body and straddled her "Baby has gotten Mommy very hot and horny....I think you'd should get to work on my pussy don't you"
Brigitte smiled up at the woman even though a tiny part of her mind was howling and screaming to be free. "Please let me kiss you Mommy, I'll do anything to make you happy"
Wilma's grin was positively evil "Yes, baby....you will....You are going to be her for a long time yet" and plunged her pussy down on the helpless witch's face, "We've only just begun".
The spell felt like a control spell so Kate was fairly confident there would be no dead witch lying twitching at Wilma's feet right now. Rather the sexed-up enchanted pastor would find the lovely little Brigitte extremely obedient and accommodating...the thought aroused the Vampyre more than she expected. Brigitte had been the target of her lust previously...perhaps Wilma could be persuaded to share her new lover. Now Kate was definitely turned on, the thought of a potential nemesis laid low and made to serve her made her juices flow.
She stalked down to her basement, past the room where she kept her food slaves and into her inner sanctum. This was her pride and joy, her more treasured possession lay within. The room was dark with one spotlight illuminating the object at it's centre....if the other lights were on they'd reveal racks, hooks, restraints and cages plus rows of evil looking BDSM paraphernalia. This was where Kate came when she indulged an addiction even more potent than her craving for blood....sex.
In the middle of the room as huge ornate slab of gleaming metal. It was much, much wider than the door and the stairs leading down here so how it got in there would puzzle any visitor. How could it possibly be down in the basement? It was a metal table the size of a king sized bed, instead of being smooth it appeared to be a seething writhing platform of carved snakes. They were comprised of every size and species imaginable, all uniquely formed in amazing detail. Kate smiled as she did every time she saw it. It had once belong to her namesake Katherine the Great and had been made by her court sorcerers in an attempt to satiate her intense sexual cravings. It had came into Kate's possession a century ago and she spent as much time as possible indulging in it's special, perfect, abilities.
Kate pealed back her silken robe and allowed it to fall to the floor pooling at her feet like liquid...she then climbed onto the steel platform and lay back, at her mental command the table began to writhe as the enchanted carvings came to life and began sliding against her flesh. She closed her eyes and moaned in anticipation and savoured the perfect intimate invasion as the first snake began coiling itself around her thigh, higher up several of the smaller snakes began sliding up her flanks and coiling themselves around her breasts. Even after all these years she gasped as she felt the first of the metal serpents brush her pussy. She lay back and surrendered herself to the most perfect sex-toy every created. Metal scales began rasping against her nipples as tiny metal grass-snakes coiled around her breasts and she moaned wantonly as a two-headed metal cobra began simultaneously probing her pussy and flicking it's tongue against her engorged clitoris.
Kate was soon crying out in mind blowing ecstasy.
Back across town a tiny piece of Brigitte's mind was utterly consumed by rage. She had been lead up to Wilma's bedroom and was once more being subjected to the full might of the perverted lesbian's sadistic desires...only this time there seemed to be a much wider array of toys for Wilma to torture her with. For several hours Brigitte had been subjected to an over the knee spanking, all captured on film and, it would seem, already sent out to Wilma's friends. To make matters worse it was Brigitte herself who had begged for the spanking based on the off-hand suggestion that she was a bad girl. It terrified Brigitte how utterly submissive she was right under the control of her own self-administered enchantment.
More than anything Wilma seemed intent on fucking Brigitte's brains out. Currently the pretty little witch had her arms handcuffed to the corner of Wilma's bed and her ankles bound to the same set of handcuffs. The result was Brigitte almost folded in two, perfectly helpless for Wilma to begin ravaging her ass with a series of strap-on phalluses. To add to the intensity Brigitte had viciously cruel nipple clamps attached and as the buxom BBW rammed home the fake cock into the petite red-heads she expertly stimulated her helpless victim's clit with a wonderfully high-quality vibrator. Brigitte cried out if utter delight as yet another climax ripped through her body and the part of her mind that retained awareness heard her beg for yet more.
Wilma smiled down at her new lover "You love this don't you. You love pleasing me, you love being my dirty little girl" she panted. The obedient, pliant mush that was Brigitte's psyche instantly absorbed the suggestion and smiled back "I do love pleasing you, please let me be your little girl".
Wilma could scarcely believe how perfectly eager Brigitte had been from the second they had met up the other day. She began unhooking the strap-on but, wickedly, leaving it hanging out of Brigitte's ravaged ass. Each time they she suggested moving up a size the dirty, filthy little submissive had eagerly begged for it. Who'd have thought the previously aloof and standoffish school teacher was such an insatiable size-queen. She crawl over Brigitte's shackled body and straddled her "Baby has gotten Mommy very hot and horny....I think you'd should get to work on my pussy don't you"
Brigitte smiled up at the woman even though a tiny part of her mind was howling and screaming to be free. "Please let me kiss you Mommy, I'll do anything to make you happy"
Wilma's grin was positively evil "Yes, baby....you will....You are going to be her for a long time yet" and plunged her pussy down on the helpless witch's face, "We've only just begun".
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