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This story is intended for adult audience only.
It contains descriptions of consensual torture and bizzarre sexual
practices.
You should delete this now unless you are over 18 and wish to read stories
of this nature.

Pain slut chapter 3.
Hi there, in my previous postings you will have read how I had given myself
totally to my lover Sally. I am her pain toy, she uses my body to satisfy
her desire to torture and mutilate. I am her ideal lover, I want her to
satisfy her needs, I want my body to be used like that, it makes me come.
Anyway, on with the story.
I awoke in the hospital in a drugged haze, I could feel only the dull pain
that emanated from all over my tortured body. A nurse was looking down at
me, she had concern on her face as she spoke. She asked if I was ok. I told
her that I felt fine and asked why I was in hospital. She explained that I
had been brought in unconscious and I had been that way for about an hour.
She began to question me about my injuries, she wanted to know if I wanted
her to call the police!. I told her not to panic, that I had willingly let
people mutilate me. The nurse didn't want to believe me but agreed not to
take the matter further.
Sally walked in and smiled at me, the nurse gave her a stern look and left.
I asked Sally how long I would have to stay in hospital? She told me that I
would probably have to stay for two weeks until my stumps healed. My stumps?
My mind raced back to the pain show I gave all of Sally's friends and how I
told them I wanted my legs amputated, had they done it already? I made Sally
help me sit up so i could see the lower half of my body. Sally sat me up
enough to see and pulled back the sheets, exposing nothing. My legs weren't
there, I could still feel them but they weren't there! I lay back and let
this revelation sink in as Sally explained how far up my legs had been
amputated and what was now being done with them.
They had removed my legs completely, I had no hips, my body ended at my cunt
and asshole. Sally also explained about some other surgery that was carried
out while I was under. They had connected my bladder to my colon so that I
was getting an enema every time my body flushed it's urine, they had also
installed a colostomy bag. They had tied off a length of my colon so that my
anus would no longer function as it was intended.
I was shocked at what they had done, but it seemed the right thing to do as
I wouldn't be able to easily carry out my normal toilet functions.
Sally explained that my legs were now hanging in a freezer, waiting for me
to get out of hospital so I could help prepare them for my coming home
feast.
My stay in hospital didn't stop Sally from continuing to work on my clit
cunt and anus. Every day she would force her hands into my holes making sure
that the rips and tears around my openings didn't close up, but heal over
making my  openings permanently huge.  My clit was permanently stretched by
a  thick rubber band and string attached to the end of the bed. My clit was
now two inches long and I could make myself come by rubbing it like a man
would rub his cock.
My nurse accepted my situation after a few days, and even began to take an
interest whenever
Sally worked on my holes, gasping every now and then when Sally made my torn
holes bleed a little. My nurse came in one night and asked if she could have
a close look at my body, she wanted to see my huge cunt and asshole up
close. I encouraged to to do it and soon she was oohing and ahhing as he
pulled my cuntlips open and plunged her small hand inside of me. She was
still very gentle and was surprised when she felt me orgasming as she played
with my gaping openings. I asked her to do something for me and soon she had
undone my clit stretcher and began to suck on my clit like a small boys
cock. It didn't take long before my nurse Susan  serviced my sexual needs
whenever I asked her, she was fascinated by abused body and asked constant
questions about how painful it must have been to have myself mutilated like
I was. She began to understand that I loved pain and would let Sally do
anything she liked to my body. Susan listened to my stories of abuse and
began to be my constant companion during my stay in hospital. Near the end
of my stay, when Sally was forcing both her hands into my asshole I looked
at Susan and saw her masturbating as she watched Sally punishing my hole. I
motioned for her to come closer and see how big Sally could make me. Susan
stood beside me and watched Sally, as she stared at what was being done , I
slipped my hand under her uniform and began to finger fuck her. Susan cried
out loudly and orgasmed when I began to try and emulate what Sally was doing
to me, I had pushed four fingers into her very tight hole to make her come.
The day I was to leave the hospital, several people came to see me off, I
recognised two of them from the pain party. Susan began to cry as Sally
wheeled me out of the room, she hugged me and told me to enjoy myself. Susan
whispered to me as we hugged, she told me that she wanted to try some of
what I had gone through and could I ask Sally to introduce her to the group
one day. I promised to talk to Sally.
I looked back at the hospital as we drove away and knew that this would be
my last visit, my next pain show would be my last, I would let Sally commit
the ultimate act of pain on my abused body and I would die, letting her and
her friends do whatever they liked with my body afterwards.
Susan.....
Hi, my name is Susan, I am writing this now because Karen is no longer with
us. She died at last nights party from a fatal self inflicted wound. I'll
describe for you how it happened.
Soon after Karen got home from hospital I got a phone call from Sally asking
if I really wanted to be a pain slut. I thought about it for a whole day
before ringing back and telling her my fantasies that had been awoken when I
saw Karen's abused body.
The next day I was moving in with Sally and Karen. That night I helped Sally
fist fuck Karen mercilessly until she bled from her cunt and anus.
Karen loved it and she looke so sexy as she writhed and moaned whenever
Sally and I punched a closed fist into an opening. We left Karen to sleep
and Sally gave me a taste of what was to come for me. She pushed me back on
the bed and quickly and painfully began to force her hand into my dripping
cunt. I cried out as her hand roughly entered my pussy. Sally quickly pulled
her hand out again and told me to be very sure about what I wanted. I smiled
and soon we were making love noisily.
A party for Karen was scheduled for the weekend and preparations began the
day before when a couple arrived with a large parcel. In the parcel were
Karens amputated legs, still slightly frozen. I wheeled karen out to the
kitchen and she gasped when she saw her own amputated legs lying on the
counter. We left her with Jim, a special group member with butchery and chef
skills. Sally and I listened to the noises coming from the kitchen as we
readied the house for tomorrows party.
The party coming in chapter 4. Susan gets into the scene.


Pain slut chapter 3.
Hi there, in my previous postings you will have read how I had given myself
totally to my lover Sally. I am her pain toy, she uses my body to satisfy
her desire to torture and mutilate. I am her ideal lover, I want her to
satisfy her needs, I want my body to be used like that, it makes me come.
Anyway, on with the story.
I awoke in the hospital in a drugged haze, I could feel only the dull pain
that emanated from all over my tortured body. A nurse was looking down at
me, she had concern on her face as she spoke. She asked if I was ok. I told
her that I felt fine and asked why I was in hospital. She explained that I
had been brought in unconscious and I had been that way for about an hour.
She began to question me about my injuries, she wanted to know if I wanted
her to call the police!. I told her not to panic, that I had willingly let
people mutilate me. The nurse didn't want to believe me but agreed not to
take the matter further.
Sally walked in and smiled at me, the nurse gave her a stern look and left.
I asked Sally how long I would have to stay in hospital? She told me that I
would probably have to stay for two weeks until my stumps healed. My stumps?
My mind raced back to the pain show I gave all of Sally's friends and how I
told them I wanted my legs amputated, had they done it already? I made Sally
help me sit up so i could see the lower half of my body. Sally sat me up
enough to see and pulled back the sheets, exposing nothing. My legs weren't
there, I could still feel them but they weren't there! I lay back and let
this revelation sink in as Sally explained how far up my legs had been
amputated and what was now being done with them.
They had removed my legs completely, I had no hips, my body ended at my cunt
and asshole. Sally also explained about some other surgery that was carried
out while I was under. They had connected my bladder to my colon so that I
was getting an enema every time my body flushed it's urine, they had also
installed a colostomy bag. They had tied off a length of my colon so that my
anus would no longer function as it was intended.
I was shocked at what they had done, but it seemed the right thing to do as
I wouldn't be able to easily carry out my normal toilet functions.
Sally explained that my legs were now hanging in a freezer, waiting for me
to get out of hospital so I could help prepare them for my coming home
feast.
My stay in hospital didn't stop Sally from continuing to work on my clit
cunt and anus. Every day she would force her hands into my holes making sure
that the rips and tears around my openings didn't close up, but heal over
making my  openings permanently huge.  My clit was permanently stretched by
a  thick rubber band and string attached to the end of the bed. My clit was
now two inches long and I could make myself come by rubbing it like a man
would rub his cock.
My nurse accepted my situation after a few days, and even began to take an
interest whenever
Sally worked on my holes, gasping every now and then when Sally made my torn
holes bleed a little. My nurse came in one night and asked if she could have
a close look at my body, she wanted to see my huge cunt and asshole up
close. I encouraged to to do it and soon she was oohing and ahhing as he
pulled my cuntlips open and plunged her small hand inside of me. She was
still very gentle and was surprised when she felt me orgasming as she played
with my gaping openings. I asked her to do something for me and soon she had
undone my clit stretcher and began to suck on my clit like a small boys
cock. It didn't take long before my nurse Susan  serviced my sexual needs
whenever I asked her, she was fascinated by abused body and asked constant
questions about how painful it must have been to have myself mutilated like
I was. She began to understand that I loved pain and would let Sally do
anything she liked to my body. Susan listened to my stories of abuse and
began to be my constant companion during my stay in hospital. Near the end
of my stay, when Sally was forcing both her hands into my asshole I looked
at Susan and saw her masturbating as she watched Sally punishing my hole. I
motioned for her to come closer and see how big Sally could make me. Susan
stood beside me and watched Sally, as she stared at what was being done , I
slipped my hand under her uniform and began to finger fuck her. Susan cried
out loudly and orgasmed when I began to try and emulate what Sally was doing
to me, I had pushed four fingers into her very tight hole to make her come.
The day I was to leave the hospital, several people came to see me off, I
recognised two of them from the pain party. Susan began to cry as Sally
wheeled me out of the room, she hugged me and told me to enjoy myself. Susan
whispered to me as we hugged, she told me that she wanted to try some of
what I had gone through and could I ask Sally to introduce her to the group
one day. I promised to talk to Sally.
I looked back at the hospital as we drove away and knew that this would be
my last visit, my next pain show would be my last, I would let Sally commit
the ultimate act of pain on my abused body and I would die, letting her and
her friends do whatever they liked with my body afterwards.
Susan.....
Hi, my name is Susan, I am writing this now because Karen is no longer with
us. She died at last nights party from a fatal self inflicted wound. I'll
describe for you how it happened.
Soon after Karen got home from hospital I got a phone call from Sally asking
if I really wanted to be a pain slut. I thought about it for a whole day
before ringing back and telling her my fantasies that had been awoken when I
saw Karen's abused body.
The next day I was moving in with Sally and Karen. That night I helped Sally
fist fuck Karen mercilessly until she bled from her cunt and anus.
Karen loved it and she looke so sexy as she writhed and moaned whenever
Sally and I punched a closed fist into an opening. We left Karen to sleep
and Sally gave me a taste of what was to come for me. She pushed me back on
the bed and quickly and painfully began to force her hand into my dripping
cunt. I cried out as her hand roughly entered my pussy. Sally quickly pulled
her hand out again and told me to be very sure about what I wanted. I smiled
and soon we were making love noisily.
A party for Karen was scheduled for the weekend and preparations began the
day before when a couple arrived with a large parcel. In the parcel were
Karens amputated legs, still slightly frozen. I wheeled karen out to the
kitchen and she gasped when she saw her own amputated legs lying on the
counter. We left her with Jim, a special group member with butchery and chef
skills. Sally and I listened to the noises coming from the kitchen as we
readied the house for tomorrows party.
The party coming in chapter 4. Susan gets into the scene.





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