Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Dr. Stern's Menagerie - 13 Isolated in plaster, Beverly begins to lose her mind. To distract her, Jimmy fucks her on a regular basis. *********************** Beverly was truly in hell. The weeks she had spent chained in the cell being pissed and shit on were heaven when compared to being imprisoned for a week in this plaster cast. In the cell she could occasionally brush her teeth, get sprayed clean, steal Keiko's food and get her pussy licked. The thing she missed the most, though, was the simple freedom to move; to stand, to stretch, to scratch an itch, to wiggle her toes. She could not move, outside of emptying her bowels and bladder into the plastic bucket underneath her. Her fingers and toes were immobile, encased in the plaster. When she developed an itch there was no scratching it, she had to suffer. As her time in the cast increased, this was happening more and more. Her muscles, unused, were experiencing cramps. It was hard to feel her tongue now from the feeding tube pressing down on it, and the taste in her mouth was terrible. She was noticing a funky smell now, like her skin was fermenting inside the cast. The lack of mental stimulation was also taking its toll, and she felt her sanity slipping away. The room was always dark, the lights coming on only when someone came into the room. When the lights did come on, she was overcome with dread until her stinging eyes could focus and she could see if it was Keiko or Jimmy. If it was Keiko, Beverly knew that her tits, pussy, and asshole would be painfully tortured. The angry little Japanese woman had made sure Beverly would regret brutalizing her when they were cellmates. Keiko never cleaned her ass and pussy, merely fed her; and in addition to the food and water, Keiko always provided a serving of warm piss into the feeding tube as an after-dinner drink. If the visitor was Jimmy, however, Beverly's pussy would get warm as soon as she heard his voice. Although she had no solid proof, she was confident she could feel his baby moving in her womb. It was his visits that helped her keep her sanity. He was gentle with her as he moved her off the chair and cleaned her. After he cleaned her, he would kneel behind her and fuck her exposed pussy, her asshole, or sometimes both. Afterwards, before he left he would kiss her tits and caress her nipples with his tongue, giving her thrills throughout her imprisoned body. He would also talk to her about how she would be his when the Doc was through with her, and this is what kept her sanity intact. She had never loved her husband as much as she now loved Jimmy. More than anything she wanted to tell him that he was literally her whole world, but her shell wouldn't let her. Her visitor at the moment was Jimmy, and he was currently behind her, pumping her pussy. She hated how she couldn't talk to him and tell him how much she loved him, how badly she wanted to wrap her arms around him and not let go. Today he was fucking her hard, slamming his cock into her roughly. He came fast and hard, and there was a loud CRRRRACK as he leaned collapsed on top of her. Jimmy pulled her back onto the chair, and she could feel the cast at the top of her legs now moving slightly. "Whoa, baby, I guess I don't know my own strength," he said, laughing. As Jimmy finished getting dressed, the door opened and Roger walked in. "Ah, Jimmy, glad you're here," he said, "I need your help." He looked at the cracks in the plaster. "I see you've already started what I need to do, which get her out of the plaster quickly. She's been in it much longer than I intended, thanks to that damned Keiko distracting me. Help me lift her, and let's put her on her back on the table." From the eyeholes in the cast Beverly saw the room begin to shift as they moved her. She heard an electric cutting tool whine to life. "I'll start down on her belly and cut some grooves into the plaster to weaken it, then we can start to peel it off a little at a time. Since she's been immobile for so long, I'm worried she may develop blood clots. As soon as I spot a vein I'll give her a shot of anticoagulant." He looked down at her pussy lips. "Jimmy, is this sperm coming out of her? You've been fucking her, haven't you?" Jimmy chuckled. "Yeah, Doc, I kinda got a soft spot for this cunt. And she likes me too, I'll bet. I been taking real good care of her and givin' her the sausage so we sorta become friends, ain't that right, cunt?" Beverly squeaked once to indicate yes. She was in shock, couldn't believe she was finally being released. As Roger cut grooves into the surface of the plaster, he finally spoke to her. "Well, slut, I'm done with you. For ruining my life you've lived in a literal shit hole, been beaten and mummified, and had your nipples and pussy lips pierced." He began to tear big pieces of plaster off of her torso. "You know, I could have just as easily taken your lives, you and Keiko both. I almost strangled her, but I decided her being my fuck toy was much more suitable. Since the whole false accusation thing was your idea, I wanted to hang you after I had Keiko whip you raw, but then I realized your suffering would have ended too soon. The thought had even crossed my mind to stop feeding you and just let you die inside that cast. But Jimmy changed my mind. You now owe him your life." Immobile, Beverly could only look at him. Tears welled up in her eyes. He and Jimmy were both tearing pieces of plaster from her sides and shoulders now. Her skin could feel the cool air. "I've decided to give you to Jimmy, to be his slave. But if you're disobedient, your life will become forfeit, and we'll hang you in the barn and bury you a cornfield. Understand?" Beverly squeaked once. Jimmy broke off the plaster that was covering her face, and pulled the feeding tube out. When he did, Beverly took a deep breath and realized how numb her jaw and tongue were from being trapped under the feeding tube. She wasn't sure she could even speak. She tried to lift her hand to touch Jimmy, but there was no response from her arm. She only had strength enough to cry. The plaster was almost removed now. Jimmy grimaced. "Geez, Doc, she smells about as bad as she did when I took her out of that shit cell." With the plaster coming off of her she felt light as a feather, but her limbs were so weak she couldn't move them at all. "She's going to need cleaning up and a good deep-tissue massage to get her circulation going again, get her muscles working again. You'll have to get a wheelchair to take her out." She felt a slight prick, and looked over to see Dr. Stern giving her an injection. "This is an anticoagulant shot to control blood clots. You'll need it." "Hey, doc," Jimmy asked, "Has she got a name? I can't keep calling her `cunt' all the time." Roger looked at the unwashed pale woman laying limp on the steel table, dark circles under her eyes, and thin now from weight loss. "Her old identity doesn't exist anymore, Jimmy, so you'll have to name her yourself." He stopped for a moment as a thought crossed his mind. "I'm guessing you never used a condom when you fucked her, right Jimmy?" Beverly's eyes got wide. "Naw, Doc, I hate them things." "Well, she's young enough to be fertile and she's not on any birth control. The next question would be, "How MUCH did you fuck her?" Jimmy thought for a minute. "I'd guess about a dozen times." "Well, when she's up and around we'd better give her a pregnancy test. I expect you've put a baby in her belly." Jimmy paused, a funny look on his face. "Wow," he replied. "As dirty as she is, that makes me want to fuck her right now!" "Well, don't let me stop you. I have to go attend to my other patient." Roger stepped out, closing the door behind him. Pulling the limp woman down so her pussy was even with the edge of the table, Jimmy dropped his pants and put her limp legs up on his chest. He easily entered her pussy, still wet from her earlier fucking. It felt so wonderful to be fucked skin to skin with Jimmy, but Beverly's arms were too weak to reach for him and her tongue and jaw still too numb to talk. She could only squeak her pleasure. "OK, dirty girl," he said, his voice now filled with lust as he pumped her, "Let's just make double sure you got my baby in you."