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 Title: The Special Hospital - Part 2
Author: TheBigLove126
Keywords: MF, celeb, rape, oral, anal, viol, tort, ws, toys, drugs
Summary: An injury during a workout leads to a hospital visit for Ashley
Greene.

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   Something was not right when she awoke.  She looked around and saw a
room with very little light.  Once she fully awoke, she tried to sit up but
her hands and feet were tied to the bed.

   "What the..." she mumbled.

   It took very little time for her to realize that she was in a hospital
gown with her limbs tied down.  Her head felt light and she had no idea
why. She thought back and tried to remember what she did last.  It all
started when she arrived at her local Los Angeles gym...

   "Good morning, Ashley," the young woman at the front desk said as she
entered the gym.

   "Hi Janice, can you let Richard know that I'm here," she responded.

   "Richard does not work here anymore, he quit three days ago.  We have a
new personal trainer that you can work with.  His name is Victor." A tall
Russian man walked up to the girls.  "Here he is now.  Victor, this is
Ashley Greene."

   "Hello Ashley," he said in a thick accent.

   "Hi.  Are you sure you're okay working with me.  I like to push myself
hard and Richard never stopped me," she said as she handed her bag to
Janice.

   "Don't worry Ashley, I have received profiles for all of Richard's
customers.  You seem to be his favorite.  Come now."

   Ashley followed Victor to the weight sets and she started working out.
She worked her arms before working her legs.  She stepped up on a bar and
started working her squats when her foot slipped and she came down hard. 
Her ankle turned at a bad angle as she crashed down.  She instantly grabbed
her foot and groaned.

   "Fuck!" she said as Victor knelt down.

   "That looked bad, you need medical attention?" he asked her, touching
her foot as she winced.

   "I think so, it really hurts.  Where's the medical area?"

   "It's closed for renovation.  I can drive you to the hospital." He got
to his feet and lifted her up.

   "You don't have to do that," she said, still wincing from the pain.

   "Don't worry, let's go."

   He carried the brunette to his car and placed her in the passenger seat.
The large man started driving as Ashley fought back tears from the intense
pain of what was likely a broken ankle.  After a ride of a few minutes,
Victor pulled the car over on the side of a road in front of an abandoned
apartment.

   "Where is the hos..."

   Before Ashley could finish her sentence, the Russian man put a
chloroform covered cloth over her mouth and held it tight until she passed
out.  Once she was out, he started driving again and pulled out his cell
phone.

   "Juan, I have a delivery for you.  I'll be there in twenty minutes," he
said before slapping her thigh and laughed after hanging up the phone. 
"Sleep tight whore."

   As Ashley continued trying to remember what happened, she heard a door
open and footsteps approaching her.  She looked up and saw the tall Latino
doctor standing in front of her.

   "Hello Ashley, how are you feeling?" he asked.

   "Where am I?" she asked.

   "The hospital, do you not remember your injury?" he said as he knelt
down next to her.

   "Yes, I hurt my ankle and I guess I passed out from the pain," she said,
looking around in the dark room.  "But what kind of hospital is this?  Why
is it so cold and dark?"

   "There's a very good reason for that," the doctor said as he got up and
pulled a large strip of paper from his desk.  "This is not a regular
hospital."

   "What kind is it?" the actress asked as he began to lift her gown up. 
"And what the hell do you think you're doing?"

   The doctor just smirked as he placed the wet paper onto the trimmed bush
of pubic hair on the young woman.  Her eyes went wide as she realized what
he was doing.  With one strong pull, every single hair was ripped off of
her body by the wax-covered strip.

   "AHHHHHH!" she screamed.

   "Oh calm down, this is the least of your worries," he said as he tossed
the used wax strip onto the floor.

   Ashley cried from the pain while the doctor dug through a cabinet.  She
again tried to break free from the bed but was out of luck.  She was
deathly afraid of what he meant by "least of your worries".  When he turned
around, he had a large tattoo needle in his hands.  She shook in fear as he
approached.

   "Too bad you weren't a good girl like Nina and stayed asleep for this
part...oh well," he said as he turned the needle on.

   "Nina?" Ashley asked with a quivering voice.

   She, as well as the whole world, knew that Nina Dobrev had been missing
for many weeks and was presumed dead.  Hearing the name, along with the
experience she was having, frightened her greatly.

   "Yes, Nina.  The bitch I `treated' many weeks ago," he said with a
chuckle.

   "Nina Dobrev?" she asked.  "Is that what happened to her?  You kidnapped
her and killed her?"

   "Killed?  Don't be ridiculous.  To my knowledge, she is alive and well.
She's enjoying her new life as a prostitute in Russia," he explained.  "But
you will know that life soon enough."

   Before Ashley could respond, the doctor pressed the needle against her
freshly-shaven pubic area and started tattooing his newest victim.  The
young brunette shrieked in agony as she received the unwanted ink.  She had
always been afraid of needles and this forced branding was not helping her
conquer that fear.

   For what seemed like forever (but in reality was two minutes) she begged
him to stop until he finally did.  He shut the needle off and placed in on
the table next to the bed.  Ashley looked down and saw the word `TWO'
tattooed on her lower body.

   "Nina was `ONE'..." Ashley started.

   "And you are `TWO'," the doctor finished.  "And now it's time to prepare
you for your new life."

   The doctor undid his belt and let his pants hit the floor.  Ashley's
eyes grew wide as she saw his nine-inch cock spring out and stand tall in
front of him.  She again shook with fear as he slowly approached her.  She
closed her eyes and gulped as his cock drew closer and closer to her face.
She groaned as she felt the warm tip press against her lips.  She refused
to open up for him.

   "You better do as you're instructed.  Open your fucking mouth!" he
yelled.  Ashley kept her mouth closed.  "Okay then, you brought this on
yourself."

   The doctor walked to the foot of the bed and grabbed hold of her injured
ankle, which hung off the end of the bed, and lifted it up.  He grabbed
hold of her foot and quickly twisted as hard as he could.  Ashley cried
harder as she felt the intense pain in her foot.

   "Let's try this again.  Open your fucking mouth!' he yelled as he
pressed his cock against her lips again.  She looked up at him with her
red, tear-soaked eyes and slowly parted her lips.  "That's a good bitch."

   The doctor roughly slammed his long cock down into her throat.  She
gagged and choked as his massive meat stretched her esophagus to its
limits. He held himself deep inside her for several seconds before he
finally pulled away.  She coughed and took several deep breaths as she
tried to recover but the doctor only gave her a few seconds before he
slammed back in.  This time though, he did not hold himself in her
throat...he abused her throat as if it was her pussy.

   The doctor placed his hands on the side of her head and pushed down;
keeping her in place as he violently fucked her face.  She tried to fight
her way free but with her limbs tied down, there was no point.  As much as
she hated the situation, she could do nothing to protect herself.  For the
first time in her twenty-six years, Ashley Greene was completely helpless.

   The brunette actress lay motionless as her skull was used as nothing
more than a sex toy for the evil doctor.  She felt her throat stretch with
each thrust.  She felt and heard his balls slap against the right corner of
her mouth, splashing against the pool of slobber which leaked out rapidly.
She could feel every pube scratch against her left cheek.  For about five
minutes, she prayed for it to end...she prayed for death.

   Just when she thought he would never stop, he indeed stopped thrusting
against her skull and held himself deep in her throat once again.  She only
had a split second of relief until she felt a warm, slimy goo drip down her
throat.  She felt sick as he fed her a large amount of semen shot directly
into her stomach.  Once he finished, he roughly pulled out of her and used
her long brown hair to wipe himself clean.

   Ashley started to sob as the doctor walked away and started rummaging
through his desk.  She could not believe the violation she had just endured
and knew that it was only the beginning.

   After a minute, the doctor walked up to her holding a large vibrator. 
He flipped it on and it vibrated very loud and very hard.  Ashley's wet
eyes went wide again.  Never before had she seen such a powerful sex toy in
her life.  Her eyes followed the toy as he lowered it and pressed it
against her clit.  Her whole body jumped at the feeling.

   "While I'm recovering, I'll make sure you get nice and wet for me," he
said as he slowly slid the thick eight inch toy between her pink pussy
lips.

   Ashley's jaw hung open and she stared at the ceiling as the powerful
vibration rung throughout her whole body.  Never before had she experience
such a massive rush of pleasure in her body.  She was too blinded by the
feeling that she did not even notice the doctor duct-tape the toy in place.
While he walked away, she had a massive orgasm that shook her entire body.

   An hour later, the doctor walked back into the room.  Ashley was still
staring at the ceiling with her tongue hanging out the side of her mouth,
her body convulsing.  Half of the bed was soaking wet and the duct-tape had
fallen off of her but the toy was positioned well enough to remain inside
her, still going at full power.

   "I think you've had enough of this," he said, as he pulled the toy out
and watched her juices drip from it onto the floor below.  "Did you enjoy
that?"

   Ashley did not respond as she was still in a trance from the extreme
power of the vibrator.  He reached over and slapped her hard across the
face with the toy.  She shrieked in pain as the hard plastic cracked her in
the mouth.

   "Now it's time for the real thing," he said as he rubbed his cock
against the soaking wet opening of her pussy.

   Just when she thought he was about to fuck her, he pulled the restraint
off of the injured leg.  He threw her leg over hard, causing her more pain,
and pressed his cock against her asshole.  Before she could protest, he
slipped his cock inside and tore through her asshole.

   "No, no, NO!" she screamed as all nine inches shredded through.

   Ashley had never had anal sex before and the doctor's cock, while rather
wet, was nowhere near lubricated enough to give her any relief.  The pain
of her ankle, her mouth and now her ass was becoming too much.  She felt
nothing but pain; she felt as if she would pass out.

   The doctor grasped onto her ass cheeks and gave her no mercy as he
slammed into her.  He could see a light amount of blood on his cock between
thrusts.  He was accomplishing exactly what he wanted to do: make Ashley
forget that brief moment of pleasure she was given.  He laughed as he saw
the pain on her face.  Screams, tears, anguish and blood...all brought a
smile to the evil man's face.

   For several minutes, Ashley groaned and screamed in pain.  She was
begging for death at this point.  In her mind, there was nothing worse than
the pain she was currently experiencing.  Suddenly, she felt relief as he
removed his cock and walked to her face again.

   "Open your mouth...and don't make me ask twice!" he yelled as he stroked
his cock inches from her face.

   Ashley closed her eyes and slowly opened her mouth in time for him to
shoot glob after glob of his thick, warm cum onto her tongue.  She gagged
and grimaced at the taste and closed her mouth.  He finished cumming on her
lips as she fought back even more tears.

   After finishing, the doctor angrily walked over to his desk and grabbed
a small, metal object.  He kicked her in the leg to open her mouth and
inserted the object.  It was a tool to keep a patients mouth open.  Ashley
fought to close her mouth but was unsuccessful.  Her eyes went wide once
again as he crawled on top of her and placed his withering cock against the
object.

   "You don't want to taste my cum, maybe you'll like tasting something
else," he yelled.

   Ashley screamed when she saw a small yellow stream shoot from his cock
hole.  Her screams were soon stifled by the sounds of her struggling to
swallow his disgusting piss.  He grabbed her by the hair and forced her to
nod as he asked, "Do you like tasting my piss?" repeatedly.

   When he was done, he removed the object and tossed it aside before
tearing the rest of her gown off, finally stripping her of the last bit of
dignity she had.  He got off of her and roughly bit down on each nipple,
just to hear her shriek again.

   For an hour afterwards, the doctor stood by the door and waited while
Ashley softly sobbed on the bed.  With cum on her lips and urine on her
breath, she did not even feel like a human being anymore.  She would soon
find out that for the rest of her life, she would feel the same.

   A knock came to the door and a tall man in a business suit walked in
holding rope and burlap sack.

   "Here she is, Ashley Greene...or `TWO' as she will forever be known as,"
the doctor said, pointing the man Ashley's way.

   The man thoroughly inspected the tattoo above her cunt.  He seemed
pleased and looked at her face, seeing the dried cum on her lips.

   "She is not cleaned up?" he asked, looking at the doctor.  "You did
good; let her remember what happened to her for the entire trip."

   The man freed Ashley from the bed before tying her arms behind her back
and making her kneel on the floor.  He unzipped his pants and pulled out
his six inch cock, stroking it furiously.  Within two minutes, he shot his
own fresh load on the woman's face after instructing her to keep her eyes
open and mouth closed.  All over her cheeks, lips and chin was a fresh coat
of white glaze that would remain on her until she arrived in her new home,
Russia.
   To be continued...