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DISCLAIMER: This is a fairly brutal story involving non-consensual sex,
torture and body modification. If you are not of legal age, or if you object
to the content, please do NOT read this story. This is a work of FICTION. The
author does NOT condone any of the events depicted herein.








If you're still reading, I'm assuming you're old enough to be here and that
you enjoy reading works like this. The author welcomes feedback and ideas for
future installments of the story.







Dan and Daisy
Chapter 3

After several days of saline injections and corset tightenings, Dan brought
Daisy upstairs to his office one day while he worked. He fastened a tight
leather collar around her neck and fastened the collar to a short leash so
she could squat under his desk while he worked. Daisy glanced at the front
door of the house as Dan dragged her past it into his office. If only I'd
never come through that door, she thought. She wondered briefly if there was
any chance of escape, but noticed with something like horror that the door
locked with a combination keypad. There was no way she could get away from
Dan to figure out the combination and get the door open. The windows offered
no hope, either, all covered with heavy bars. Dan shoved her roughly under
his desk and attached the leash to a metal bar that ran across the deskwell.
He sat in his desk chair and unfastened his fly. "There you go, slut. That'll
give you something to do while I'm working," he said, and began to shuffle
papers around on his desk. Grimacing, Daisy began to lick his balls, working
her way slowly up his shaft to the head, just the way he'd taught her over
the past few days. Yes, he thought as he added up some figures, this girl was
working out fairly well. She would be ready to start going out with clients
before long--although he was rather enjoying having her around the house.
After an hour or so of work, Dan slapped the girl away from his still-hard
cock--he rarely came from a blow job alone, although Daisy had had him close
several times--and hauled her out from under the desk. He shoved her backward
across the desk and straddled her face, burying his cock deep in her throat.
"Uhhhh! Yeah, that's good," he grunted as he fucked her face vigorously.
Daisy struggled furiously, unable to draw breath with his cock blocking her
airway, and he grabbed onto her hair and yanked it roughly until he came,
spewing down her throat. "Swallow it all, bitch," he moaned, arching his head
back as he emptied his balls into her mouth. "There's a good slut." When he
was finished cumming, Dan chained Daisy back under her desk and got back to
work. After a while he got up to get himself a cup of coffee, then wandered
back down to the basement to fetch a few toys so Daisy wouldn't be too bored
while he worked. When he returned, Daisy was fumbling with the catch on the
leash, trying to free herself from the bar under the desk. Dan resisted the
urge to laugh when he saw her futile effort to escape, but instead stomped
into the room, his heavy boots echoing with every step. Daisy froze when she
saw him return, her eyes widening with terror as she realized she'd been
caught. "What exactly do you think you're doing, slut?" he demanded. Daisy's
mouth moved, but no sound came out. Instead her entire body began to tremble
with fear, her recently-inflated tits jiggling as she tried to back away from
Dan, who advanced on her angrily. He sad down in his desk chair and reached
under the desk to haul Daisy out by the collar. "I didn't think I was going
to have to punish you this early, slut," he said. "But it looks like you're
having some trouble getting the hang of this slave thing." He gripped her
face tightly in his hands, pulling her forward so the leash dug tightly into
her throat. "You belong to me, bitch. There's no escaping. And you'll do what
I want you to do, or you'll be punished." Dan opened his desk drawer and
pulled out a set of sharp-toothed alligator clips attached with colorful
wires to a small switch box. As Daisy stared at the clips in horror, Dan
began to fasten them to her body: one to each of her swollen nipples, several
to her outer labia, and two to her inner labia. Then he shoved her back under
the desk and placed the toe of his boot firmly against her belly. He sorted
through papers on his desk for a few minutes, letting Daisy get used to the
clips, before he finally turned the switch box on and flipped the dial to
"1." Daisy let out a squeal of pain as an electric shock bit into her cunt
lips and nipples. Dan didn't suppress a laugh this time, but reached down to
give one of the nipple clips a good twist. "Hurts, don't it?" he said
casually. "That's the lowest setting. I'm going to leave it there for one
minute. Then I'm going to turn the dial to "2," and I'm going to leave it
there for two minutes. And so on, until we get to five. Understand?" "Nnnnn!"
said Daisy, still twitching from the shock. Dan laughed. "I'm going to take
that as a ‘yes,'" he said, turning up the power. "Y-uhhhhh!" Daisy moaned,
bucking wildly, trying to tear the clips off her nipples with her hands. Dan
used his free foot to pin one arm against the side of the deskwell. "Now,
now, none of that," he said. "You pull those clips off, we'll have to put
them back on and turn the dial all the way up to ten. Understand?" Daisy just
moaned, although she gripped the bar over her head to keep herself from
reaching for the clips. Dan watched her writhe and contort for a couple of
minutes before turning the power up again. "Ggggggg! Uhhhh!" she moaned,
whipping her head back so hard she bashed it on the underside of the desk.
Dan laughed and unclipped her leash so she could flail more freely as he
turned the power to "4." "Nearly there, slut," he said, taking his cock out
of his pants and stroking it gently as he watched Daisy begin to drool, still
gripping the bar for dear life. "Ohhhhhhh! Arrrr!" she said. Dan's cock grew
harder still as he turned the power to "5." Daisy let go of the bar now, her
entire body convulsing as she began to piss uncontrollably on the floor. Dan
closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, jerking off as he listened to
Daisy's incoherent grunting and moaning. As he felt orgasm approaching, Dan
turned the switch box off and grabbed Daisy by the nipple clips, squeezing
them tighter as he pulled her to him. "Gaaaaaa!" was all Daisy could manage
as Dan sprayed cum over her face, spattering into her eyes and dripping down
her cheeks. "Mmm, that's nice," Dan growled happily as he tucked his cock
back in his pants. "Did you like that?" Daisy, who was just beginning to
recover from her shock treatment, moaned and shook her head. "Nooo," she
whimpered, still quivering as she knelt in a puddle of her own urine, her
face covered in Dan's cum. "Hmm, that's too bad," Dan said with a grin.
"We'll have to give you some more practice. I'm sure that after a year or
two, you'll just live for this kind of game."

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