“To be frank I am confident that you will be pleased with the result." He said as he led her down the corridor, his head down staring at his feet and actually feeling the reverse..

" I think you will admit Mrs Bishom the brief you gave us was not very detailed - " mute sentient suffering " I think was the nub of the thing - however I believe we understood your requirements and that our interpretation will be to your taste."

The woman turns to him as her heels click on the parquet flooring, her head slightly back.

“You knew the situation. I do hope this will not have been a waste of time Doctor."

He turns to her, admiring her slim and elegant form in the two piece black cotton suit, she is a remarkable beauty, he smiles.

“Or money.” Her smile is thin.

“I am confident you will find it not to have been. Ah, here we are."

He turns to one side and opens a glazed door, pushes it wide and waits politely as the woman walks through, grabbing a quick eyeful of her backside as she sways past him, a hint of her perfume. The room is large, windowless and painted entirely in white above a chequer board floor of black and white rubber tiles. In the centre is a less than human sized object draped in red latex sheeting and facing it two steel Breuer chairs.

“Is this it?" the woman asks. He nods.

She stands looking down at it, she has crossed her arms on her chest and he can see her knuckles are white with pressure, excitement? Suppressed anger?

“You said it had to be fully capable of rational thought, retain its intellect, and yet be incapable of any independent action. Entirely reliant upon your smallest whim for life itself."

The woman nods.

" Yess!" she hisses.

He walks forward to the object.

" Then let me show you what we did to her...it rather." he corrects himself then reaches forward and pulls at the shining rubber to expose..................

A head. A doll's head. A life sized Barbie Doll's head. The hair of a platinum blonde is set in a bizarre 1960s flick up style. Its eyebrows are arched high, its huge eyes heavily made up, the nose a tiny retrousse, the fat lipped mouth slightly open. A pretty face but disturbing, not entirely human. Something between a pouting sex doll and a 1960s illustration of the perfect  woman.

Mrs Bishom bends at the waist and looks intently at it, she is breathing hard, her nostrils pinched.

Is this the bitch? Is this the cunt I hate so much? This thing has absolutely no resemblance to her, have they substituted some other poor bitch? Wait though but there IS a hint of her face in this........thing, the eyes are the same colour but.........

" Reasoning that you wanted a plaything, a toy so to speak, we took the model of a child's doll and extended it a little." He reaches forward with both hands and pulls at the plastic hair, lifts it from the head.

" Many of the techniques are quite commonly required here, yours was not an unusual request."

" It is bald, the body completely depilated, though it may need to continue with a cream on the head and vagina for a little longer. You will see that set into the cranium are three D rings, one on the top. " He touches the steel almost lovingly. " and these two on either side."

It IS you, I see it now. You had beautiful hair didn't you Margaret you ball busting whore, black as night. Does he know this? Has he made it this platinum blonde for that reason? You hated blondes didn't you? Silly airheads perpetuating a male stereotype ..............you said.

" With these it can be led, attached, or even suspended, they are reinforced beneath the scalp and we actually used them in the early neck stretching work."

He pulls back the rubber beneath the head to expose a slim neck of impossible length, though never to be compared with that of a swan, it is rigid and straight with no bends in it, no movement at all and this adds to the growing impression of artificiality.

She looks at him suddenly.

" It hasn't moved. Is it dead?" she steps back.

Don't die now! I am enjoying this............a blonde bimbo doll...........everything you despised eh cunt?

He smiles.

" Not at all, it is merely that it has not been given permission to move. It knows now that it must be very obedient or it will suffer. I have ensured it's compliance by inducing a partial catatonia, I will explain later in some detail about how to use that function. Suffice it to say it is totally immobile until I, or you dear lady, choose otherwise."

I will choose eh Margaret? I choose just as you chose to take him from me - the pathetic scum. " Women must have life choices " you said, one of them being to take my man. Well this is my choice for you........

He gets closer to the woman and grips the gleaming skull beneath him. He turns to her.

" Implanted in the actual brain are several filaments which you may now use to stimulate various responses directly to it. Here." He traces a path with his finger.

" This is the pain response, the worst pain imaginable, hell on earth, they often involuntarily urinate and defecate at the highest levels so you will have to get used to the control. Here is the fear ........in some ways more useful and amusing to watch"

His fingers trace love, pain, fear and sexual arousal over the doll's head down to a small bump at the lower cranium.

" This function was installed first, it makes the object.................shall I say extremely tractable in a very short time. I can also trigger a catatonic fit, as I have for this first part of the presentation."

Yes cunt I will have you in a catatonic state of absolute fear and pain. THAT should be amusing to watch, and I can finger myself as you scream and then climax on your stupid doll face. Rub my cuntwetness all over you.

He smiles at the woman and for the first time she lifts her head from her study and smiles back at him, almost nervously.

" The eyebrows are of course tattooed in place as is the eye " makeup" and the liner to the lips.............the eyes themselves? Well that is a subject on which I could expand for hours. To make them larger in itself required a huge amount of work, drilling out the sockets to accept them. In fact the profile has been changed by pushing the eyeball from a sphere to something like a flattened ball. It means a loss of all but the most rudimentary sight but I did not think you would care about that."

The woman crosses her arms, lifts a finger to her cheek and considers for a moment.

" It can see me now?"

He nods.

" And hear you too, it is aware of us and I am sure it knows you though it is not allowed to move a muscle."

The woman bends at the knees and looks directly at the doll.

" Dear me, where are my manners?. I am SO sorry Margaret, I didn't say hello when I first saw you. Hello?" Her tone is patronising, facetious but chirpy, her head on one side.

" Not saying hello back? I thought you had good manners Margaret, Cheltenham Ladies College wasn't it? Caius Cambridge..................high table and everything, have you forgotten all your good breeding? Well have you?" She waits, tapping her toe impatiently.

" STOP SMILING AT ME!"

She stands, eyes flashing and aims a tremendous slap to the dolls face then stands with hands on hips watching the skin redden.

You cunt, you cunt you cunt you took him from me and filled his stupid head with lies. May as well have cut his balls off, you with your slow eyes and languid charm........not so charming now cunt eh? I will make you suffer every single moment of every day and have you begging to die.............is that something to smile about?

" I will have to deal with this lack of manners later Margaret, I really don't have time now but depend upon it you will pay for your lack of delicacy at my convenience." Her tone is even and she seems to have subsided from her little mania, she turns to the man.

" I am sorry. If have not seen the bitch for a year and............. I suspect I have some deep anger issues here. " Though the sentence begins seriously after the pause she smiles and the tone becomes flippant.

" The skin seems .......unnatural." She continues.

" It is not artificial as such Mrs Bishom but I have drawn it tight over the whole head, it gives almost a plastic look to it, add the effect of immobility and I can see your point. Now the nose............." he looks to her to get her assent to continue. She nods.

" The nose is almost totally cosmetic, the nostrils are so small as to be practically useless. As with many of its features I feel that piercing or ringing would be suitable at a later date and I can recommend both private and public practitioners who I have found simpatico."

She nods.

Lead by a nose ring? OH YES! Even better showing the thing off to ordinary people, introducing it as an old friend.................and public practitioners means ordinary people who will see and know you for my plaything.Taking you to such a place where all the young people go and they will laugh at this bitch.

" I am particularly pleased with the mouth obviously the lips have been grossly enlarged but you will notice the mouth is slightly open. A second."

He bends over and picks up a slim silver and black object from the floor, a mobile phone?

" I am going to turn off the catatonia in a second - I wish it to show some of its functions." He explains to the woman, he turns to the doll's head.

" Obviously it recognises this woman eh? If it does not obey orders immediately it knows what will happen doesn't it? "

He presses at the control pad and very rapidly the doll's head makes a short nod. The body seems to relax, though it still remains very still there is a slight sway to it.

" Tongue!" the voice is one of command and both of them step back as the doll extends its tongue.

" I am afraid there is little I can do with the tongue, it was never particularly long."

Long enough to thrust down my new husband’s throat you bitch though never good enough to lick his prick though, " .....fellatio is a male dominant practice demeaning to women....."Well we will see how taking my Master's prick suits you and you can use it to lick me out, to suck up my piss from the floor around you...........That mouth is made for facefucking. the clever man has ensured my Master uses THAT particular orifice.

" The jaw can be set at several apertures. " he continues and shows the woman the controlling button.

The jaw opens as if the doll is speaking then at another signal snaps to wide open, gaping. The most disturbing aspect is that the facial expression does not change and the skin about the face hardly creases.

He reaches forward.

" Tongue back."

He grips the teeth within the mouth and pulls at them, removing them.

" It cannot close its mouth unless you use that switch and I have removed the cosmetic dentures - I am sure you will enjoy the videos we have of the extractions all done without anaesthetic -, this means its throat can be used for almost any size of penis. Here though .."

I will watch all the videos of your changes and fuck myself as I do so. No!  I will have the doll do it makes it listen to its own torture and relive it.

He points to an inch wide steel circle set at the base of the long neck.

" This is a tracheotomy void which will allow the object to breathe whilst its throat is filled. It can actually survive all night just so..................we have tested it. Haven't we?" He looks at the doll and smiles. It blinks, perhaps NOT a happy memory. 

The woman looks at him.

He has fucked it and used it for his own pleasure. He is a sadist and a dominant one at that. I will keep an eye on this one................if ever Master leaves........

Without waiting for a response he continues.

"The neck has been stretched as I mentioned before and it has lost almost all lateral movement as a result of the steel rods I have inserted here, here, here and here. As a result it cannot turn its head. To do so, if it were physically possible, would kill it. The surgery was entirely to enhance the doll like effect"

Killitkillitkillit.................yes that was what I WAS going to do when I discovered what you had done. My new lawyer fucking my new husband.............killitkillit!

He steps back and turns fully to Mrs. Bishom.

" I do hope you approve so far."

She smiles, she is a very attractive woman and some tension has gone from her, she puts a hand on his arm conspiratorially.

" I am very happy, have all the procedures been recorded? The dental I know about...........Did they all involve pain?"

His returning smile is closer to a smirk.

" Every scream has been captured, every indignity and all its .........................err punishments, the early training I am quite confident you will find VERY enjoyable. It appeared to be strangely resistant to use by the staff for their pleasure and the process of making it more tractable we had to be far more brutal than is usual"

He uses the words precisely and watches her shiver in sexual anticipation, he is manipulating his client and she is not unaware of the process. She stares directly at him.

" I will watch with Master and see if he approves."

He grins at the rebuff and momentarily bows his head.

" Would you like to take a seat Mrs Bishom? "

She sits herself on one of the chairs, crossing her legs at the calf and angling herself to the object of interest.

" Stand!" he orders, the object obeys and the red slithering latex plicks and folds and falls to the floor.

The woman studies the figure in front of her. The freak like breasts, the tiny corseted waist covered in thick red leather, the stick thin arms, and the ballet booted legs. She sees that he HAS created a doll for her, something to play with, to dress and talk to as she did to her own dolls as a child and like them she will re-enact what was done to her with it. She shivers.

" The breasts have been enlarged to a..................double E cup? I am never sure of the correct terms, however they are certainly huge in anyone's eyes and will ensure very few people look at its face when and if you decide to take it out in public. The profile can be changed of course but I chose a classic torpedo shape which protrudes even when unclothed rather than the more usual spherical profile, for its obvious artificiality. It lactates of course."

They are surely larger! You thought that their biological function was over didn't you count? Liked your own two fried eggs and thought my own breasts were almost obscene. Now you can carry those around and be seen as what you should be, a cunt and tits on legs........and the slut will provide milk. Master WILL be pleased, coffee in the morning will taste SO delicious.

" They cause severe back pain and we have found that an ox hide corset with double steel boning supports the weight a little and gives it a better posture. Of course four ribs were removed and some of the internal organs in order to reach this size of waist..........40cms."

Mrs Bisham stands and walks to the figure. She reaches out to put her hands on the waist leaning back to avoid the outthrust breasts.

" Tiny, I can almost span the waist with my hands....."

She moves to stand behind the immobile figure. Lifts one arm.

" Ah, yes. As you see I have fused the fingers together into a single..well flipper is what we call them. The thumb is retained for the moment to enable it to be of some use if you intend to use it for service. Many clients have the thumbs removed immediately, certainly our lesbian customers like a hand that can be used to fuck and that generally means amputation of the entire hand and some shaping of the stump to individual requirements. I made the decision to leave it almost entire and concentrate on making it unable to express itself. The hands CAN be used to write but it will not be intelligible as anything but a toddlers scrawl.."

Mrs Bishom stands behind the doll and studies her erstwhile tormentor.

" Not even able to write? Oh dear what a stupid doll it is......I remember I had a dear friend Margaret. She wrote so superbly, she even wrote to my husband..........well ex husband Long, love letters and in them she reasoned that women are a superior species. SO well argued. I MUST show it to you sometime. Can you read? Oh I forgot, probably not with those doll's eyes eh? Barely able to read and write.......................fitting for you, you cunt" 

She giggles.

" The arms I have retained and it has been trained to the reverse prayer, they are VERY weak though and will barely support it if the object is on all fours, some muscle removal and enfeebling makes the arm very slim and elegant but practically useless. This can be partially reversed if you wish.....................?."

She is stroking the breasts, feeling their gravid fullness, twisting the huge, fat nipples. As she does so she looks into the doll's face.

" Happy Margaret? Lovely breasts - Master likes to breast fuck me and will enjoy doing the same to you, after he has beaten them to a pulp of course, I am afraid he is a true sadist and quite addicted to pain. I suffer so much but then a woman must, mustn't she?

She looks down to see her fingers are moist with milk which is seeping from the nipples.

" It has a very rapid response to stimulus. "

She turns and raises an eyebrow.

As she returns to sit Mrs Bishom traces a finger along the doll's jaw line slowly.

" Feeble, I like it."

" Of course the womb has been removed and the object does not menstruate, its diet has to be supplemented with hormones to prevent it losing all condition. The clitoris I have left though there has been some lengthening, another area where you may want to " Use it or lose it " as it were. The vagina though has been surrounded by a series of small sacs which can be inflated by this operation......" He leans towards the woman and demonstrates the buttons used.

" Your Master will find this pleasing as it tightens the vagina to taste. Some like a very tight cunt, others like to use it to grip and then release or enjoy fisting or enforced cunt widening. It is a matter of taste and you can use it yourself to grip a double dildo more securely within the object to work against, many female clients have been very happy with this function, some even disappointed in unmodified females after prolonged use of a cunt so enhanced. "

He grins, he is aware that he is exciting the woman even more and teasing her with his own knowledge. She smiles in return.

" The labia enlarged of course, the hymen replaced and strengthened, when it is first used vaginally there will be a satisfying flow of blood and we can, of course, replace the hymen almost indefinitely. The prosthesis continues with the buttocks which you can see are high and spheroid. The anus has been tightened to make the first anal entry more uncomfortable to the object, extremely painful in fact. "

She smiles then.

" Thank you, so thoughtful, Master will have two deflorations to look forward to. "

" Which brings me to the conclusion of your introduction, the legs have not been atrophied to the same extent as the arms, the musculature is important to retain for the moment at least. I have removed both of the big toes to enable the foot to have a more pleasing profile and inserted a steel rod down the length of the sole, it can never be flexed of course but is perfectly shaped for the ballet boot or shoe which it wears now. I am afraid it means that without footwear it is incapable of independent movement, other than crawling of course."

" Come here." he orders, the figure obeys after a second's pause, its hands palms to the floor, arms slightly away from the body, legs bent at the knee to flex and hold balance on the red patent ballet heeled ankle boots. It stops in front of Mrs Bishom.

" !t is elegant in a way........" She muses and reaches forward to press her fingers to its fleshy mound of Venus.

" Have you considered a name for it?" He turns to her.

" The woman you used to create this had.............hurt me. Hurt me very badly. " She takes a deep breath.

" My intention was to have her killed originally, slaughtered in front of .............the other person who harmed me. My mother cautioned patience and she suggested this............process. I am pleased she did, this torment will be so extended the bitch will repay in full for its sins and then continue suffering. Forever. You have done very well!"

She stares at the object.

He smiles.

" I am complimented Mrs Bishom and will thank your mother herself when next I see her, a woman for whom I have enormous respect as a person as well as a regular client with very exciting ideas. "

" We have had some amusement thinking of names, there was a British doll in the sixties with an amusingly artificial name. I think it is apt for this cunt as it has done me wrong and erred from the true path of womanhood. I am going to call it sindi!"

He grins.

" How apt, sinnedee, a witty and demeaning name."

" Now come here sindi and thank mistress for your makeover."

He hands the controller to her.

" Time to get to know one another I think...................................