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 Dr.  Stern's Menagerie - 9

   Beverly is mummified

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   Beverly awoke, on her back and completely immobile and encased in a hard
shell.  She had limited vision out of two small eyeholes, just enough to
see the stained acoustic tiles in the ceiling.  A 3-inch-wide clear plastic
feeding tube was the only access her otherwise covered mouth.  It extended
in a couple of inches, ending at the back of her tongue, pressing down on
it so she couldn't move her jaw or speak.  There were two air holes so she
could breathe through her nostrils.  Her arms and upper legs extended
straight out at a 90-degree angle from her torso, her legs spread enough to
allow access to her exposed pussy and asshole.  Her lower legs were bent
again at the knee at a 90 degree angle, allowing her to sit upright in a
chair if needed.  She couldn't wiggle her toes or fingers; her feet and
hands were completely encased.

   The plaster strips on her chest had been laid above and below her
bruised tits, two red and purple sacks on a white background so they were
exposed, like her pussy and asshole.  The pressure in her bowels was gone
but her bladder was full, so she let go with what felt like a long stream.
She heard the splatter as it hit the floor.

   She heard a door open, and then heavy footsteps.  "Aw, geez, she
pissed," said a familiar voice, "now we gotta clean it up.  Damn!" It was
Jimmy!  Beverly tried desperately to talk to him, but because of the
feeding tube on top of her tongue could only grunt and squeal.

   She heard Ray say, "I think she knows it's you, Jimmy.  I think she
likes you, the way she started making noise when she heard your voice."

   Through the eyeholes Beverly now saw Jimmy's face looming over her.  "Is
that true, cunt?  You excited to see your old pal Jimmy again?" She
squealed again and began trying to move in her rigid frame.  "Wow, you sure
are happy.  I'm happy to see you too, glad you're still alive." His face
disappeared.  She heard the sound of a zipper going down.  Rough fingers
spread her pussy lips and smeared some lube on them, then a cock head
pushed its way in and began fucking her.  She felt her very sore tits
squeezed as she was being fucked.  All she could do was grunt and groan in
pain, but before too long she heard Jimmy moan and felt herself being
filled with hot sperm.  His cock softened and pulled out, only to be
replaced by another stiff meat stick.  The cock was only in long enough to
get lubricated before it was removed and pressed against her asshole.  She
had anal sex with her husband once a year on his birthday so her precious
rosebud was no virgin, but this cock was bigger than Hank's.  She squeaked
as he entered her, then grunted as he fucked her.  Again her sore tits were
used as fuck handles, and they were a source of agony by the time he filled
her ass with man juice.

   Jimmy's voice boomed, "Pretty good fuck for an old broad, huh Ray?  I
hope Doc lets me keep her."

   "Yeah, well, she was OK but next time you get her ass and I'll get her
pussy," Ray's voice replied, "now let's get her upright and since you like
her so much, you can mop up her piss." Beverly felt the sensation of
movement, and the view from her two eyeholes changed as she was lifted and
placed in a chair.  The two men grunted with exertion.

   "Damn, this broad is heavy.  She was good-sized to begin with, and there
must be another hundred pounds of plaster on her."

   "Well, when they get done with her maybe you can take her home and use
her as a coffee table.  She'd be a piece of furniture you can fuck!" Both
men laughed.

   She could now see the steel door to the room.  While seated her legs
were in a normal position, but the plaster cast made her arms stick
straight out in front of her.  She could feel through the exposed skin
around her pussy and ass that the chair she was in had an open seat; she
could feel cum oozing out of her used holes, and heard the soft sound of
the intermittent drips hitting the floor.

   The steel door opened again; Ray and Jimmy walked out, carrying a mop
and bucket.  The Beverly saw Dr.  Stern come in, accompanied by a
long-haired and bearded man in a sleeveless black rock band logo T-shirt.
His arms and neck were covered with tattoos.

   "Here you go, Snake.  You know what to do." Beverly began making
high-pitched noises, now hoping the bearded man would see she needed help.

   "Whoa, dude, this is some kinky shit!  You sure she wants me to do
this?"

   "Let me put it this way, Snake.  I don't give a fuck what it looks like
to you, I'm paying you a lot of money to come here and do a job.  Either
you do the job I hired you for right now, or Ray and Jimmy will bury your
ass in a cornfield.  And don't forget, you owe Mr.  Amato a lot from your
gambling losses.  He's letting you pay it off slowly.  You ever say one
word about this to anyone anytime anywhere, it all becomes due and his guys
will deduct the payment out of your tattooed ass.  You got me?"

   Snake held up his hands.  "Hey, whoa, no problem from me, Doc.  I'm all
about customer satisfaction!" He stepped out of Beverly's vision, and she
could hear him opening some kind of toolbox.

   Roger spoke in a low voice while Snake laid out his tools.  "So you old
bitch, after we finished with your punishment yesterday I gave you a little
shot of clozapine to keep you quiet, then we took the plug out.  Trust me,
your colon is now the cleanest one in the Tri-State area.  Then I mixed up
a big batch of medical plaster; this is similar to the plaster used to make
casts for broken bones, but it's much stronger.  Keiko put your hair in a
swim cap, shaved the rest of your body and rubbed you down with petroleum
jelly so the plaster wouldn't stick to your skin.  As you may have
detected, only your tits, pussy, and asshole are exposed.  Now Snake here
is going to pierce your nipples and outer pussy lips, but I want you wide
awake when he does it so you can experience the pain.  Afterwards, if
you're a quiet girl we'll use your feeding tube to give you some water and
liquid nutrition.  If you're a bad girl, though, it will be more
punishment. And believe me, with all the shit you pulled, there will be a
lot of it.  Squeak twice if you understand me." Beverly squeaked twice. 
"Good."

   "OK, Doc, I'm ready when you are," Snake said as he reappeared into her
vision.  Fingers firmly squeezed her nipple, making it stand out.  She
smelled the antiseptic as he wiped it won.  "OK, how it works is I use the
larger piercing needle to open up the hole, followed by a smaller horseshoe
needle which I leave in for a bit.  After I pierce both nipples I'll take
out the horseshoes and replace them with surgical steel rings.  Then we'll
repeat the process on her pussy lips.  After a week or so they'll be healed
enough to put in whatever kind of rings or studs you want." Twenty
agonizing minutes later Snake left, and beneath her plaster, she was crying
softly, two new rings in her nipples and two in her outer pussy lips...