Chapter 2
You decided that a fight would only waste energy but having to have blood taken
meant a needle and pain. You began to cry and leaned back on your cuffed hands,
thus exposing your huge breasts even more than they were before.
One of the male agents took your hands and held them saying he was going to
release one of the cuffs and as he did this that one male agent put his hand
under your breast again while he lifted and squeezed. You were distracted by
this and tried to shake his hand off you but the agent behind you held tightly
and after releasing one hand he forced you backward and made you lay down on the
hard surface. The hand on your breast also pushed and there was no way to
resist. When they had you laid back you felt them cuff one hand over the side of
the table to a leg, and the other they held tightly. The male molesting your
breast kept up while you struggled one last time to rid yourself of his hand.
"Stop fighting or we can be very persuasive," The female agent said from behind
the males.
You laid back succumbing to the feeling hand and relaxed your free arm. The
males made room and the female came along side of you holding a large syringe
and needle! The agent took your arm and bound it with a rubber strap and then
pushed the needle into your vein. Everyone watched as dark steamy blood came
flowing upward into the syringe. Then the female pulled out the needle and
placed a little gauze over the hole she just created. One of the males held it
tight to your skin.
It was then you realized that not only one hand but two were now groping your
breasts, and you stared at those hands as they massaged you. Your eyes looked
over to the owner of those hands who gave you a smile when your eyes met. You
quickly left his gaze and felt blood sweeping into your cheeks while
embarrassment, and humility dampened your heart.
The female spoke again, "I have a seat that we will place under you that you
should pee into." "We will let you sit up if you agree not to cause any
commotion."
You realized that they meant that you had to pee in front of everyone, and you
thought that was unacceptable. "I can't possibly pee here with everyone
watching," you sobbed. Even as the men undid your cuffed hand and moved you up
into the sitting position, you shook your head.
The female agent said, "Well there is always a catheter, that is very easy to
do." "But I think you'd prefer not don't you?"
When the men had you sitting upright, legs still spread and tied to the ends of
the table you continued sobbing while those groping hands continued to maul your
mammary glands, only now they rubbed your nipples more.
It seemed a stalemate at best and you wondered how long before the threat of a
catheter would be carried out. So you tried to think of any other way out of
this mess. The hands and fingers on your breasts continued to distract you as
you felt your nether lips beginning to swell in spite of the lack of sensuality
you should feel.
The female held a plastic seat in front of you and said, "Here is the device we
will place under you, I want you to go as much as possible into it." "We can
bring a bowl or towel to place on your wrist as that is an easy way to make your
bladder let go."
Your brain exploded as the men lifted you up off the table by your arms and you
felt the cool seat placed beneath your bottom. The female said that she wanted
you to bend forward as far as you could so that you wouldn't pee over the front
of the seat. Bending forward only made your breasts hang free and made it easier
for the men touching them to massage you.
The female brought a towel and placed it around your wrist and hand. Within
seconds you felt the urge to pee and despite efforts to hold back, you heard a
trickle spray out into the seat. How humiliating, to have to pee in earshot of
everyone and also have these horrible hands touching your sensitive breasts
without anything you could do.
The female unwrapped the towel from your wrist and then being genuinely cruel
told the men to pick you up so she could remove the seat. "OK, Lets hold her
here until the lab tests come back again." She said. "Oh, boys, don't get too
fresh with her just yet because she hasn't had a trial yet." "We don't want any
bruises on her until then."
You heard that and wondered what she meant by that remark. The door shut and you
were left on this table at the mercy of these males.
Just as soon as the female had shut the door the males surrounded your body.
There were hands on your shoulders that pulled you back until you laid flat
again and your wrists were again held but this time behind your head. The cuffs
were reapplied and you felt the chain between them pulled taught. Hands
continued to squeeze your breasts but with renewed fever now. Fingers gripped
your nipples pulling them up and away from your body. Another set of hands began
to tough your thighs and massage them. You instinctively tried to buckle your
legs and close them but the ties on your ankles didn't permit that at all. The
fingers on those hands crept up the inside of your legs toward your private
place, and there was nothing you could do about it at all! Suddenly everything
in the room went black as you passed out from fear.
When you woke up again there were hands still massaging your body but fingers
held your lips apart while another set penetrated you touching both your
clitoris and the inside of your pussy. The blood in your body ran hot and you
felt every finger on your body. Your breasts were sore from having been handled
so roughly. Your nipples were pinched so tightly that they also hurt. Then
inside you felt the scraping of two fingernails as they manipulated your
insides. Worst of all though were the fingers pinching your clitoris. They
pinched and pinched, pulsing with your heartbeat.
One of the men said, "Close your eyes and relax, we will not hurt you unless you
cum." "We want to see if you can control the sensations we are giving your
body." "If you cum, each one of us will whip you between the legs so as not to
mark you before your trial." "I think that ten strokes from every man here will
be incentive enough for you not to allow yourself the pleasure of an orgasm
don't you?"
You closed your eyes, openly sobbing while you tried to think of other things
than those sensations within your body. You tried counting numbers, and then
thinking of unhappy thoughts but the more you thought the more that you felt the
heat of arousal. Someone was massaging your thighs and that alone was hard
enough to keep from bringing you pleasure.
So what would happen, would you be able to hold out and not give the men the
satisfaction of orgasm or would you end up blasting off and then suffer the
wrath of their whip?
On and on those hands and fingers moved bringing you ever closer to the
inevitable, but you were saved by the opening of the door again. The female
agent came inside and said the tests had proven positive for illegal sedatives
and other substances in her body.
When she came over behind the partition she exclaimed, "Hey guys, what the hell
is going on here I said don't do anything until she has had her trial!" Without
even moving their hands the men said that they were not hurting you and
explained the situation. The female laughed and said that she would put her
money on them but to make things interesting they only get ten minutes more and
then they have to quit. However she wanted to be part of the test and she had an
idea!
"Why not let me suck on a nipple while you guys do whatever, that is the way to
make a woman cum!" She stated matter of fact.
So the female agent put her lips around one of your teats and began to suckle
away. She knew what she was doing and within minutes you felt the overpowering
heat within your loins. Your hips wanted to rise from the table but you fought
that feeling, you didn't want to lose this battle. Just think never had you ever
tried so hard not to experience pleasure, only now it depended on your ability
to downplay their skill.
One of the men moved your other teat around and around pulling it by the nipple
and then he began with two sets of fingers milking it, it was the last straw and
you hips again rose up while your stomach muscles tightened. Your breathing
already labored went wild and you felt your heart race faster until you knew
that the inevitable was about to happen. The fingers inside began to move in and
out much faster and you hit the point of no return. With a scream your pussy
exploded and you shook in orgasm. The female sucking on your teat bit down very
hard and you thought your would lose your nipple, the fingers touching your
clitoris pulled it hard while you bucked up and down on the table. No amount of
twisting and turning dislodged those fingers or that mouth and you moaned from
deep within your throat as the orgasm hit full force. You heard voices
encouraging you on and then loud pounding in your ears.
Fingers left your body and the mouth on your teat disappeared and when you
slowed breathing you opened your eyes. Everyone was standing around looking down
at you and smiling, one hand held a whip slowly moving back and forth above you.
The tip of the whip was a triangular piece of black leather. The female said,
"OK lets begin so we can get her along to jail." Hands pushed a piece of cloth
into your mouth that tasted like your own underwear and bound it there with
something. Then you saw the whip move in the air toward your legs. You lifted
your head and watched with frightened eyes as the hand holding the whip
positioned it directly above your crotch. Fighting didn't yield any results, nor
did screaming into the gag.
Then you felt the leather strike your lips! It tore into every nerve down there
and sent a white flash of pain to your head. The second blow brought renewed
pain and caused you to move your hips trying desperately to avoid another hit.
Many more blows came until your pussy felt like thousands of pins were piercing
it every second. Your shrieks went silent and the gag kept them from escaping.
Worse still was the fact that the female agent returned her lips to your nipple
and either sucked or bit on it. This was beyond embarrassment, it was
humiliating you terribly. The whip exchanged hands many times until each person
had their chance to torment you. Finally the female agent stopped sucking and
you heard her say, "Instead of whipping her pussy I want to whip these huge
titties!"
You cried a fresh flood of tears.
more in chapter 3
