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TORTURED TEACHER Chapter 3
by Joy Paine
Index words:   venues of torture v#

NOTE: with one exception, the characters in this story have no 
resemblance to any person living
or dead.  The exception is that I like to picture myself in the story, 
from time to time.


Susie luxuriated in the hot shower for the short time that the matron 
allowed her, wishing that the
feeling of filthiness would wash off along with the semen and the sweat 
(both his and hers) and
the little bit of blood from the minor injuries her last "date" had 
inflicted. At least the wounds were
in places where no-one but her customers would see them, she consoled 
herself. Not even a
lover -- not a normal one, at any rate -- would be likely to give her the 
intimate sort of
examination that would reveal those minute scratches and needle pricks. 
And she knew, from
bitter
experience, that even that slight evidence would be gone in a few hours 
-- or a day at most.

Would to God that her soul would heal, as her body would.

The matron turned off the hot water, making Susie stand under the cold 
shower until her whole
body tingled, then let her get out and towel off.

Susie knew the rest of the routine, again from bitter experience. The 
enema, the astringent
douche, the vaginal and rectal suppositories, to keep things all nice and 
tight and slippery. And
perfumed. And to kill any lingering germs, although the careful screening 
of the House's lientele
was usually enough to eliminate any chance of disease.
                                                           v#
The madam, who liked to be referred to as the "matron", had told Susie 
that there was a special
section of the House, where clients with herpes and other venereal 
diseases were permitted, but
the girls that worked in that area were never made available to the 
"clean" customers. And Susie
had been warned that she would be a candidate for that section if she 
ever let her figure go, or if
she got moody or sullen, or if . . ., or if . . . or if . . . The list 
seemed endless. And believe me, she
told herself, I'm going to do whatever it takes -- whatever at all -- to 
keep from having to serve in
the "Pit", as the matron archly called it.

Even the Dungeon, where the tortures sometimes got to be really serious, 
or the Zoo, where the
girls had to amuse a cheering audience by fucking with animals, were a 
less horrible fate than
the Pit.

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