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Chapter 7
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Copyright 2004
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Katie lay on the couch sipping Evian and praying her ordeal was over. She had decided as soon as Andy returned she'd get down on her knees and swear she'd be a good and loyal employee from now on. She'd promise to keep her mouth shut about any accounting irregularities and follow orders, be a team player. Katie glanced down at the gold rings piercing her nipples. Thankfully the bleeding had stopped.
How will I explain those to Beth Ann wondered Katie? I'll just have to keep her from seeing my boobs until Andy lets me take them out. No more walking around the house naked. Beth Ann and I have gotten pretty casual about nudity over the years. That's not surprising in a house with only two women. Still, she'd freak out if she saw these rings. Especially after I made a huge deal out of refusing her permission to have her ears pierced until she was sixteen.
Ever worse, what will Doctor Keenan say at my next genealogical exam thought Katie as she gingerly passed her hands over the six rings decorating her labium. God I look like some kind of European fetishist who grew up in Berlin. Grace Keenan will think I have lost my mind. Doctor Keenan had been Katie's gynecologist for the last twenty years. She'll recommend I seek psychiatric help and she'll want me to remove them.
"We've done the low tech now for the high tech," announced Andy as he and Lea entered the room. They'd changed back into their normal clothes. Dougie trailed close behind.
Katie quickly got off the couch and on her knees. The crystal meth was having an effect. Katie's exhaustion had vanished. She felt energized. The various places on her body that were throbbing felt almost normal. Katie quickly passed her hand over her buttocks. The whelps raised by the Andy and Lea were still there but they didn't burn near as much.
"Andy, I'm sorry I wrote the letter to the SEC. I promise not to do anything like that ever again," blurted out Katie.
"Now isn't that sweet of you. But the question is do you really mean it or are you just saying it to avoid any more pain," said Andy.
"I really mean it. Just let me go and I'll be the most loyal and dependable employee at Enron," said Katie.
"Sorry, Katie, it's not going to be that easy," said Andy.
"But you'll whipped the shit out of me. I've been raped. I can't take any more," said Katie starting to cry.
"I'm willing to bet you can take a lot more. Dougie go get it," said Andy.
"Is this the surprise?" asked Lea.
"Yes, honey, you know how I love to tinker. I did the design and Louis Camarado built it," said Andy referring to a friend of theirs in the S&M community who owned a fabrication business.
Katie watched as Dougie wheeled in a large piece of equipment covered by a sheet of blue plastic. Dougie rolled it to the center of the room and pulled the cover off. Using his foot he set the wheel brakes. Then he stood aside for everyone to see.
To Katie it resembled a large clear plastic doghouse on wheels. It's size suitable for a Great Dane. The doghouse had a sharply pitched roof. There were several electric motors visible in the bottom connecting a large number of cables and pulleys. There was a separate control panel containing dials and switches. The panel was connected by a control cable to a logic board in the base of the doghouse.
Dougie plugged in an extension cord, flipped a switch on the control panel and the machine lighted up. Incandescent bulbs lined the interior of the clear roof. Small colored lights illuminated in series along the roof peak.
"Oh wow, it looks fabulous. I can't wait to see the stupid cunt taking a ride," said Lea clapping her hands in delight.
Dougie pulled a large flat panel monitor from its storage place in the bottom of the doghouse and set it up on a table facing the front end of the machine. Next he powered the monitor on and the screen displayed the top of the machine. Katie saw there was a tiny video camera located at one end of the peak of the roof. It was driving the monitor.
"It's gorgeous. You're a genius. I'm so proud of you," said Lea leaning in to kiss her husband.
"Hold on, you haven't seen it work yet," said Andy.
Katie found herself staring at what appeared to be a very complicated piece of equipment. It was constructed mainly of plexi-glass so it was possible to see its inner workings. Large hospital gurney style wheels had allowed Dougie to easily roll what was obviously a very heavy device.
"Has it been tested?' asked Lea.
"Sure has, Louis picked up a prostitute last Thursday, drugged her and brought her here for a test. He called me on my cell phone and let me listen to her screams. Based on how loud she was squalling, I'd say we have a winner."
"So how does it work," said Lea her face expressing the delight she was feeling.
"You are looking at a twenty first century version of what the Inquisition used to call the Spanish Donkey. Tomas de Torquemada, the hammer of heretics, used the Donkey to extract confessions from heretics who had withstood every other torture device available to the Inquisition. He also converted Jewish women to the Christian faith by the droves. It works better for women but it's highly effective for men also."
"How did the original work?" said Lea.
"Like most great ideas, very simply. See how these two sheets of plexi-glass form a sharp angle. In Torquemada's version, they used metal or wood to create the wedge. The heretic was placed straddling the wedge. Iron weights were attached to each ankle to add to the downward pressure Sometimes they didn't have to use weights. In many cases Torquemada could extract a full confession merely by threatening a ride on the Spanish Donkey. It developed a reputation throughout Medieval Europe as one of the most agonizing tortures ever visited on a human being."
"It doesn't look that bad," said Lea.
"Just the mention of the Spanish Donkey frightened the living shit out of heretics. Jews all over Spain rushed to be baptized as Roman Catholics to avoid taking a ride. Hell of a recruiting tool."
"Let me see if I've got this right. You know I'm not very mechanical. Katie will be sitting on the peak where the roof meets. The area where Katie's legs join will be resting right where these two large pieces of plexi-glass come together in a point, am I correct so far?" said Lea.
"Exactly, right on the area that connects the puss to the asshole," said Andy.
"Katie's body weight will cause this highly sensitive area to press painfully against the edge. That's all there is to it. It doesn't sound like much," said Lea placing her hands low on her crotch to illustrate.
"I know but that's the beauty of it. At first it's not that bad but the pain builds quickly over time," said Andy.
"I want to try it," said Lea unzipping her jeans and sliding them down her hips.
"Are you sure? I don't think that's a good idea. I made a number of improvements based on technology not available to Torquemada. The pain is off the charts," said Andy
"You said it's not so bad at the start. They say a good dominatrix tries all her tools on herself in order to better understand how the submissive feels," said Lea. "Besides the fact that you designed it means that I as your wife should give it a try. I want to be supportive."
"All right if you insist but just for a minute or two," said Andy. Andy knew all too well that once Lea set her mind to something there was no stopping her.
"Andrew Fastow, two minutes my ass, I happen to have an unusually high pain threshold. I've had three children by natural childbirth," said Lea.
"Whatever you say. I just hate to think of that sweet wonderful pussy of yours suffering," said Andy taking Lea in his arms. Andy's hand stroked her panty-clad cunt as they kissed. He pushed the material of the crotch aside and slipped a finger in her wet cunt. "Just looking at it has got you all hot and bothered."
"You going to get me horny, stud. How did you improve it?" said Lea breaking their embrace.
"Several ways, now you can make it tilt back and forth," said Andy turning a dial on the machine's control panel. The wedge slowly raised on one end then the other like a ship bobbing in the ocean. "Louis and I figure these oscillations will increase the pain by several factors."
"What else," said Lea?
"Vibration effect," once again Andy turned a dial and the machine produced a slight hum. Lea placed her hand on the apex.
"Nice, feels like one of my dildos," said Lea.
"It will amplify the pain," said Andy.
"What are these?" said Lea holding up one of the elastic straps that were on each side of the machine.
"Our high tech replacement for the iron weights, you strap this around their ankles. Then you set the dial to say thirty pounds. The pressure gradually builds to thirty pounds then slowly decreases to fifteen then builds again to thirty. The variability will be agonizing."
"And the monitor," said Lea.
"Louis's idea, the rider gets to watch themselves suffer. He claims that adds to their mental anguish," said Andy.
"Let's say ten minutes and thirty pounds on each ankle. And just to prove to you I can take it, I want you to gag me so I can't order you to take me down," said Lea slipping out of her panty. She handed Andy a ball gag she'd removed from their carrying bag of fetish toys.
"Ten minutes is a long ride, are you sure?' said Andy looking doubtful.
"How long did Louis let the hooker ride?" said Lea.
"Ninety minutes but she was some kind of crack whore he picked up down on Drumheller Blvd," said Andy.
"Ten will be fine. After ten, I may decide to do more," said Lea pulling her shirt over her head then removing her bra. Lea rubbed her large breasts as soon as she freed them.
"All right but don't say I didn't tell you so. And don't get mad at me later," said Andy.
It'll serve her right thought Andy as he cuffed Lea's hands behind her back. Pride goeth before a fall Andy repeated to himself.
Andy had not mentioned that the street whore that Louis had given a ninety-minute ride had been totally incoherent and babbling like a lunatic when Louis took her off the Spanish Donkey.
"She went insane, you could tell it in her eyes. She was gonzo. I dropped her off at the free clinic. I gave this rummie a $20 to carry her inside. She was gone, totally fucking nuts, crazy as a Goddamn loon," was how Louis described her when he and Andy had met for a beer.
"Wish I could have been there to see that," said Andy.
"After the first five, she was offering to suck my dick free for a year if I would take her off. After ten all she could do was scream," said Louis.
"God man, you have all the fun. I plan to use it this weekend. I got an employee relations problem that needs solving," said Andy.
"If you want the person to be able to work and still have a brain, I suggest no more than thirty minutes, " said Louis.
"I'm going for forty five maybe sixty in this case. Bitch needs to have a major attitude adjustment," said Andy.
"Well, if she's totally bonkers when you're done, don't blame me," said Louis.
"Dougie, help me get her up," said Andy after fixing the ball gag in Lea's mouth as they fastened her arms behind her back.
Andy and Dougie lifted Lea on to the machine. They fitted the elastic bands around her ankles fastening them with Velcro then they set the timer for ten minutes. The machine started to hum and tilt. Andy watched as the elastic bands around Lea's ankles tightened. The tension in her legs increased as the bands pulled her legs downward.
When Andy looked us, Lea looked at him and smiled. He gave her a thumb up sign.
"We got ten minutes. I could use a sandwich," said Andy leading Dougie away toward the stairway leading to the kitchen.
This will teach her a lesson thought Andy. She's been getting a little too bossy and cock sure of herself lately. She needs humbling and she's going to get it.
Katie watched from the couch as Lea rode Andy's high tech version of Torquemada's favorite torture device.
I'll be up there soon thought Katie. I wonder if I could escape. But the only way out of this basement is up those steps and Andy and Dougie are up there. They'd just catch me and beat the shit out of me, maybe even kill me for not cooperating. Look at the expression on Lea's face. She's really hurting. It serves the bitch right. That fat ass of hers hasn't done a lick of exercise in years. She's soft and out of shape. At least with my yoga and aerobics classes, I'm in reasonable shape. Look at her shake. She really wants off and I doubt its been two minutes. That thing must be awful.
Katie stood up and stepped closer. She saw that Lea's body was writhing and twisting. Beads of sweat were dripping off the tip of her nose. Muffled screams were sounding through the ball gag.
She looks desperate decided Katie. The timer says only four minutes have gone by. Her eyes are bugging out and she's trying to scream but the ball gag prevents her. There's blood between her legs. The edge has cut her and she's bleeding. I could stop the machine but Andy wouldn't like that. He'd just make it worse for me. I can't watch anymore. I'm going to go back to the couch and drink more water to stay hydrated. Lea's sweating and I will be too.
Katie sat on the couch and drank heavily from a large bottle of Evian. She kept her back to Lea. She didn't want to watch the woman's agony knowing that in a matter off minutes she would be enduring the same hellish pain. Katie drank slowly and tried to ignore what was going on behind her.
It seemed like forever before Katie heard the loud click of the timer. Andy and Dougie were walking down the stairs when it sounded.
"Right on time," said Dougie.
Andy and Dougie lifted Lea off the machine. They stood her on her feet only to discover she wasn't capable of standing. Andy had to support her as he unfastened the handcuffs while Dougie removed the ball gag. Lea's hands went immediately to her crotch. She hobbled a few steps to a nearby chair and sat down. Her hands clutched her crotch.
"Andy Fastow, I could kill you for leaving me up there," said Lea.
"I told you not to do ten minutes, but you had to prove what a painslut you are, Miss Natural Childbirth," said Andy laughing.
"You ride that for ten minutes, don't you laugh at me you bastard, my pussy is killing me," said Lea starting to cry.
"I tried to talk you out of it," said Andy walking over to put his arm around his sobbing wife.
"Get me that bottle of Vicodin out of my purse," said Lea.
"How many?" said Andy opening Lea's purse and removing a prescription vial.
"Four."
"You're only supposed to take two. These things are addictive," said Andy.
"You give me four or so help me God, I'll cut your nuts off while you sleep," said Lea.
"All right, four it is but if you wind up in rehab, don't blame me," said Andy handing Lea the pills and a bottle of water.
"That bad, huh," said Andy sympathetically after Lea had swallowed the pills and taken several swallows of water.
"The worst, it makes having a baby look easy," said Lea drying her tears. "I thought I was going insane. The pain just keeps getting worse by the second. You start praying for God to strike you dead."
"It's getting late. Let's see how Katie likes it," said Andy.
"No, dear God know, I'll do anything, just not that," yelled Katie throwing herself at Andy's feet.
Dougie took that as an opportunity to pull Katie's arms behind her back and apply the handcuffs.
"Let's get her mounted. I got a plane to catch," said Andy pulling a sobbing screaming Katie up off the floor using her hair as a handle. Andy and Dougie carried a fighting and screaming Katie over to the machine and mounted her on the apex.
"Make sure the edge bisects her pussy in the dead center," said Andy lifting Katie slightly to adjust her position. They attached the cuffs to Katie's ankles.
"It's right on her snatch," said Dougie attaching the strapping Katie's ankles.
"Thirty minutes at most," said Lea.
"I was thinking an hour," said Andy standing in front of the timer.
"She'll be a vegetable," said Lea.
"Thirty it is," said Andy setting the timer and pressing the on button. The machine began a gentle rocking motion and a quiet hum filled the air.
"You bastard you didn't gag her, you gagged me," said Lea.
"You told me to. Besides don't you want to listen to Katie scream and beg?' said Andy leading Lea over to the couch.
"How do you feel about this kind of torture versus doing it yourself? I mean would you rather whip them with your own hand or just sit back and watch?" asked Dougie as he joined the two on the couch.
"That is a lazy man's torture device. But I'm getting too old for whipping the shit out of someone. My arm gets tired. Maybe in the future, I'll just watch. There are some other machines that Louis and I have on the drawing boards. I got an idea about using vacuums pumps on a slave's boobs that I think will bring tit torture to a whole new level," said Andy.
"You enjoy it too much to stand around and not get your licks in.," said Dougie.
"I admit it is a kick to raise whelps on someone's ass and know that you're the reason they're screaming their lungs out. Over the years, I got a lot of personal satisfaction out of causing other's pain. Ninety five percent of my job is dull as shit. Maybe in another life, I was a professional torturer, working for the Spanish Inquisition. That would have been something. You didn't have to concern yourself with the subject surviving or the law or anything," said Andy.
"Hell, the Inquisition was the law from what I read," said Dougie.
"The Inquisition knew what it was doing when it came to modifying people's behavior. I keep imaging what it must have been like to use one of those breast rippers. Heat that baby up till it was glowing, then sink those sharp prongs into a big tit and just rip that knocker right off. Too bad we can't go that far," said Andy pulling on Lea's breast then kissing and licking her nipples.
"You're kind of a sick son-of-a-bitch for the CFO of a $80 billion corporation," said Dougie.
"Being CFO of Enron made me that way, I was a pretty nice guy until I took this job," said Andy.
"Look at the expression on her face. Does Katie's little pussy hurt," taunted Lea.
"It's been less than five minutes but look at her, she's suffering," said Dougie noting that Katie had started to squirm and moan.
"The suffering of the human female gives me a hardon," said Andy taking Lea's hand and placing it in lap.
"You want a blowjob while we watch her," said Lea.
"I'd prefer a fuck," said Andy.
"This pussy is not going to get fucked until it heals up," said Lea.
"Anal then?"
"There's some Astro-Glide in my purse," said Lea resignedly.
"Hand me her purse, would you Dougie," said Andy gesturing toward the handbag sitting on a nearby table. "I suppose I should be suspicious of a wife that carried a bottle of ass lube in the purse."
Dougie quickly stood up and walked over to a nearby table picked up Lea's handbag and returned.
"Thanks Dougie, since when are we suspicious of one another? If you want to know who's plowing me all you got to do is ask," said Lea taking the small plastic bottle of clear lube out of her purse and squeezing a portion in the palm of Andy's outstretched hand.
"Please take me off this. I'll do anything you say," said Katie interrupting the continual little cries she had been making.
"Quiet bitch or we'll double your time," said Andy. "Besides Mason, who else have you been screwing?" Andy was referring to the personal trainer at the health club where they belonged.
"Cornelius, work it inside my asshole. I'm sore enough already," said Lea draping herself over the couch arm her rear toward Andy.
"Cornelius, that skinny little black guy who works the desk at the country club?" said Andy parting Lea's cheeks and rubbing the lubricant on her sphincter.
"Cornelius is only little in stature. He's practically a tripod. All the women at the club want to adopt him," said Lea
"You do anal with those guys?" said Andy squiring more Astro-Glide on Lea's anus and working it inside her rectum with his fingers.
"Mason refers to himself as a three hole man. Last time, he screwed me, he made a deposit in all three of my apertures," said Lea.
"Men are at such a disadvantage compared to women when it comes to fucking, Dougie," said Andy leaning in to kiss and gently bite Lea's buttocks as his fingers penetrated and stretched her anal ring.
"How so," said Dougie?
"A man gets old and he's good for one maybe two orgasms a night. But a woman my age can spend the afternoon with some young stud and fuck him until her pussy's raw and she can hit the big O a dozen times. It just ain't fair," said Andy standing up to remove his trousers.
Katie could no longer see her face on the monitor. The pain was blinding. When she opened her eyes there was a white flash. Her entire being was focused on a six-inch area between her legs where Andy's machine was creating a hell on earth. The pain was growing. At first, Katie had tried to control the pain by concentrating on her breathing. She tried to follow the directions of her Power Yoga instructor. She kept the tip of her tongue firmly placed against the back of her front teeth. She breathed in and out of her nose concentrating on her breath trying to prevent any other sensation from entering her mind. She reminded herself how yoga masters could lay on a bed of nails or walk across burning coals without feeling pain. That worked for a while.
But the pain kept growing and moved from the area in contact with the peak to deeper into her pelvic girdle. Before long the vibration and the tilting caused her sockets in her hips to burn and the pain moved eve higher into her lower spine.
Katie saw that Andy and Lea were watching her. Andy was crouched over Lea's upturned rear working his cock into her rectum.
"Pack my shit, lover," said Lea feeling Andy's cock head slip past her anal ring and enter her rectum.
"You have a good ride, Katie," said a voice immediately beside Katie. Katie felt a hand on her naked thigh and realized that Dougie had gotten off the couch and was standing beside her.
"It's awful, please take me off this. I'm going to go insane," said Katie.
"Will you let me fuck you in the ass like Andy's doing Lea?" said Dougie.
"Yes, as many times as you want," whispered Katie through clinched teeth. It was difficult to talk.
"Suppose I offered to put Beth Ann in your place. It'd be her young pussy not yours. You want that?" said Dougie reaching between Katie's legs to rub her clitoris.
"Beth Ann, she's just a child, this would kill her, no, I couldn't do that," said Katie.
"You sure. I've got Matt Roberson's cell number. I could call him up at the lake and he could bring Beth Ann here. We could take you off and put her in your place, " said Dougie.
"Have you no mercy, she's only seventeen," said Katie terrified that Beth Ann's name had been brought into the conversation.
"Maybe, but the younger you are the quicker they get over this sort of thing. Woman your age takes time to recover. But have it your way. You can stay there; but if you decide that you want Beth Ann to serve your time on this contraption, just let me know and I'll make it happen," said Dougie looking over at the couch where Andy was slowly stroking his cock into Lea's ass. Lea was talking dirty to increase Andy's enjoyment.
"Ass fuck my shitter, pack my turds," whispered Lea.
Dougie stepped back and watched. Katie had been riding for twenty minutes. The slanted sides of the machine were covered in her sweat. Dougie sipped beer and waited. At twenty-five minutes, Katie broke.
"Anything, anything, just get me off," begged Katie. "I can bear this."
"Does anything include letting Beth Ann take your place? It would be her sweet little pussy resting there on top of that wedge," said Dougie.
"Yes, put her here, I don't care. I'll help you. Just take me off," screamed Katie out of her mind with pain.
"You're positive about this? We're talking about Beth Ann, the child you raised by yourself when your husband split. You would let her ride the Spanish Donkey and endure the same kind of pain you're feeling," said Andy joining in as he approached his orgasm.
"Yes, get her, bring her, I will make her ride," shrieked Katie.
"Would you help us attach the straps to her ankles? Would you enjoy seeing the little bitch suffer?" asked Dougie.
"Yes, go get her. I'll attach the straps. I'll enjoy her screams," screamed Katie having totally lost control of any desire other than not having that horrible thing pressing into her sex.
"I guess we are seeing some results. Let's get her off," said Andy who had just deposited a load of semen in Lea's ass. Lea was working her clit to get herself off.
Dougie and Andy removed Katie and let her crumple to the floor. Katie rolled on her back and spread her legs as wide as she could get them. She grabbed a bottle of ice cold Evian and poured it over her tortured sex.
"I got to head to the airport. You can handle things from here. The Lopez's are scheduled for Sunday," said Andy.
"It's all arranged. I should be done here by late Sunday afternoon," said Dougie. "I'm going to finish up and get out of here as soon as you leave. I'll get an early start tomorrow."
"I'll be back in the office Monday morning," said Andy. He and Lea gathered up their belongings and quickly left.
"Now that the boss man has gone. I need a blowjob then you're almost done for the day. Torturing naked women makes me horny. In case you hadn't noticed, everyone got a piece of ass except me," said Doug.
"You want me to suck your cock?" asked Katie disbelievingly. She was still spread out on the floor trying to soothe her burning sex with cool water.
"Or I could put you back up on Spanish Donkey," said Dougie.
"No, I'll do it. I want to do it," said Katie reaching up for the zipper on Dougie's trousers. There was no way Katie was going to be mounted on that horrible cusp of pain again.
"Let's go over to the couch and get comfortable," said Dougie. "There's no rush."
Katie rolled to her feet and walked on unsteady legs to couch.
"Unbuckle my pants and take my shorts down. I like the whore to do all the work," said Dougie standing beside the couch.
Katie did as Dougie instructed. She placed her hand on Dougie's hairless cock as soon as she freed it from his jockey shorts.
"I had laser hair removal. You won't get any pubic hairs in your teeth," said Dougie sitting down on the couch and spreading his legs. He motioned for Katie to kneel on the floor between his knees.
Katie still had enough energy from the crystal meth to follow Dougie's instructions.
"What's going to happen to me?" said Katie leaning forward and licking the underside of Dougie's cock.
"Let's see, it's 2:00AM Saturday morning. After you suck me off and swallow my cum, I'm going home and get some sleep."
"And me?" said Katie focusing her efforts of pleasing Dougie. She was licking his cock head and massaging his nuts.
"You're sleeping here."
"When do I go home?"
"Rim me and I'll tell you," said Dougie reaching up to grab the inside of his feet and pulling them back toward his head. That caused his bottom to rotate upward and Katie found herself facing Dougie's brown hole.
Katie did not hesitate to place her mouth on Dougie's asshole and work it with her tongue and lips.
"Tongue fuck my ass, Katie," said Dougie.
Katie had been through too much to have any quandaries about pushing her tongue inside Dougie's asshole. She pushed the tip past his anal ring and began to probe the first inches of his rectum. She forced herself to overlook the fact that she tasted and felt Dougie's shit.
"Get it nice and wet then put your finger inside as far as it will go," said Dougie.
Katie slipped her index finger inside Dougie's asshole. She went in past her second knuckle.
"Now pull it out and show it to me," said Dougie.
Katie pulled her finger out. It was covered with shit.
"Now, use your tongue to lick the shit off, do it slow so I can watch," said Dougie.
Katie held the shit stained finger in front of her and deliberately licked the brown goo off each side. She opened her mouth to show Dougie that her tongue was coated with shit then swallowed it.
"Very elegant, you'd make a good scat queen," said Dougie.
"So what happens to me?' said Katie.
"If you are a good girl and cooperate, you go home in one piece late Sunday afternoon," said Dougie.
"Why not now?" asked Katie once more leaning forward to suck Dougie's cock.
"We're not through with you. Andy needs something on you to make sure you don't try to blow the whistle again."
"I wouldn't do that. I can't stand any more pain," said Katie.
"And if you cooperate, you will be pain free, although you may find your sleeping arrangements tonight a little uncomfortable. Finger fuck my ass while you blow me. I like the old prostate worked."
'What else will happen to me?" said Katie putting a finger back in Dougie's ass to locate his prostrate gland. She recalled from her earlier days of sucking dick how to locate the walnut sized gland.
"That's going to have to be a surprise but I can assure you that as long as you cooperate, there will be no pain involved. Of course, if you give me any trouble, I'll put you on the Spanish Donkey for a half hour or maybe even an hour."
"You won't have to do that," said Katie earnestly working on Dougie's cock with her hand and mouth.
"What was it like? It looked like hell on earth," said Dougie.
"It's hard to describe. The pain doubles every minute you are there. There's nothing I wouldn't do to avoid being up there again."
"I have to agree with Andy about the Spanish Donkey. It is definitely a great attitude changer. Who would have thought it? I guess that's why he's such a great CFO. That's right, Katie, you suck my cock and swallow my cum and you won't have to ride anymore," said Dougie.
Although Katie was growing exhausted and every part of her body was sore, especially her crotch which burned in slow agony, she focused her mind and mouth on Doug's cock. Before too long, she felt warm sperm flood into her mouth and she swallowed it.
"Good, excellent in fact. If I had known you were that good, I would have let you service me at work instead of Greta. Maybe you and Greta can alternate in the future," said Doug referring to his secretary, Greta Thyssen.
Katie was finished. She lay down on the floor, too tired to move.
"Almost done for the day. Andy left specific instructions on how I was to leave you overnight. You really pissed him off. He liked you and then you went and stabbed him in the back. He's having a hard time processing his disappointment and feelings of betrayal. I feel sorry for him. But with your help, I think he will get through this," said Dougie as he left the room.
In a few minutes, Katie looked up to see Doug rolling a large rubber barrel into the room.
"What's that for?' said Katie.
"Your sleeping quarters. Into the barrel for nighty night. Don't worry there plenty of air holes in the lid." said Dougie.
Dougie had to help Katie clamber inside what appeared to be an empty chemical storage barrel. Katie noted that Dougie had not lied; someone had cut air holes in the top of the barrel.
"Now, Andy says that before I close the barrel, you have to drink this," said Doug handing Katie a small brown medicine bottle.
"What is it?" asked Katie.
"Believe it or not, castor oil. Andy learned this reading about Mussolini and the Italian Fascists. Apparently, they made their prisoners drink a bottle of castor oil." said Dougie.
"What is castor oil for?" asked Katie
"It's a medicine, a laxative actually. Years ago they gave it to kids who had an upset stomach. It's a hell of a laxative when you drink a lot of it. Anyway, it tastes awful but Andy was very insistent. I bought the cherry flavored version to help you get it down. Take it with water."
"No, can't we skip it. I won't tell Andy," pleaded Katie.
"I don't lie to Andy. That how I keep my job. It's either drink the castor oil
or get back on you know what," said Dougie.
Katie took the medicine bottle and opened it. She took it to her mouth. There was a strong cherry flavor. She needed half a dozen large swallows to empty the contents. The cherry flavor barely hid the awful taste. As soon as she was done, Doug handed her six one-liter bottles of Evian water and motioned for her to sit down in the barrel.
"Drink lots of water or you'll get dehydrated," said Dougie.
As Doug fastened the barrel lid, Katie's intestines begin to churn. In a few more seconds the pressure became irresistible and her asshole opened and shit sprayed out onto her feet.
"God its' working already. That's strong too. I can smell it up here. Andy says that as you sit there in your own shit where you are to spend the night, recall the old proverb 'that you should not shit where you eat'. He did this to remind you that you did shit where you eat, metaphorically speaking by betraying or at least attempting to betray Enron to the SEC. Goodnight, Katie, pleasant dreams," said Dougie as he fastened the barrel lid.
Katie was too busy emptying her bowels to hear Dougie's final words. There were already several inches of loose shit in the bottom of the barrel. Katie's intestines emptied time and time again over the next several hours. She found herself sitting in five inches of shit that smelled of cherries and castor oil. Exhausted, cramping, and in terrible pain from the rapes, beating, and donkey ride, she finally fell asleep in her own feces. In the final minutes before she passed out, Katie thought about Dougie's comment that tomorrow would be easier. It had to be. She couldn't possibly live through another day like day. Katie guiltily recalled when she begged them to put Beth Ann on the Spanish Donkey in her place. She silently asked Beth Ann to forgive her hoping that she would never find out what horrible things had happened to her mother. I know I offered them my own daughter but I just could stand one more minute of being on the donkey. It was an agony beyond description. The mere memory of it made Katie visibly shudder.
Katie had been frightened by several references to Beth Ann. They even knew she was at the lake with the Roberson's. Katie wondered if Andy and Doug had considered bringing Beth Ann to this awful place and torturing the both of them together. In spite of the overpowering stench, Katie finally slept from sheer exhaustion.
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