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Pursuit of Misery

Chapter 11 The Bad Doctor

Chapter 11

The Bad Doctor

Dr Swanson had his license suspended for at east three months for sexual
criminal acts on patients. But he still had access to some tools and
medications, ans thus he was good enough to perform michelle's modifications.
The modifications that were to be done were not discussed with michelle
directly, but she overheard bits and pieces of what was coming. Though exhausted
she cleaned josh's apartment with extra zeal today, knowing that her first big
modification was coming tonight, and then she was to undergo some kind of
surgery. Josh gave her the usual morning beating , but while using her holes, he
made several comments about looking forward to ruining her whorish body, and
that he hoped she really suffers tonight. When he came home later in the
evening, he brought three of his friends with him, all of which had used her
before and an older man, whom she deduced to be the Doctor. She was ignored
accept for being ordered to lie on the hard table which she had cleaned off
earlier. She wore only her 6 inch heels, corset and her butt plug. Michelle was
frightened but also intensely excited. She knew the point of no return was
approaching for her. The men mumbled to themselves about what was going to be
done first and the conversations grew loader as they circled around her table.

"I want it to hurt her real bad Doc, and I don't want her having pleasure ever
again.

But I also want her to be horny and frustrated all the time.



This will considerably reduce her any pleasure she can receive and make it
virtually impossible for her to ever orgasm again. However it wont do that much
to reduce her sex drive, but to be sure I will keep her pumped full of hormones
that will make sure she thinks of nothing but being used.

You there that bitch, you're gonna be one frustrated and desperate whore. Worse
then you are now.

Spread em cunt.

That meant she was to pull her legs all the way back and out, so that the tops
of her feet were flat on the table several inches from her head. This provided
great exposure to her holes. Her head hung off the table in between her feet.
The Doc set his bag down and began rummaging through it. Josh was handed a pair
of pliers and walked between her legs.

Today your clit comes off bitch. I know it's a big event for you, so I hope you
really suffer during it. Don't worry I', going to make it last as long as
possible. Don't even think of cumming you understand you filthy fuckhole?

Yes sir.

This will be really painful, she should be gagged.

Right Tim. you take care of it.

Tim walked around to her head and unzipped, whipped out his dick and shoved down
her wide open and waiting throat.



unceremoniously he began throat fucking her mauling both her tits while he did
so. Her head hit the back of the table each time he thrusted. Josh was
assembling  various tools between michelle's wide spread legs, but she couldn't
see anything but Tim balls slapping her face. The men continued to talk about
the shit that was going to be done to her but michelle wasn't even really
listening. It didn't matter and she didn't need  to know, they could do whatever
they wanted, and she shouldn't have a say or even be consulted, even though the
word permanent kept being used. Josh went to work on pussy. He began shoving
thick needles though her labia, pinching, twisting and crudely jabbing needles
through her flesh. He was anything bu gentle about it. Several needles were
stuck through her cunt flaps, then he grabbed her clit and stated sticking
needles through it. Masochist though she was, the pain was intense and michelle
cried around the dick, though she was carful no to let it distract her from
pleasing the cock in her throat.  He as her body was being mutilated she was
only concerned with two things holding her legs back and apart like she was
told, and most importantly using her tongue mouth and throat to provide the
maximum pleasure for the dick using it. Not that the guy rudely fucking her
throat knew or cared at all that she was trying so hard to make it even better
for him. While she thought and concentrated only on his pleasure he did the
same, but did try to hurt her as he sawed in and out of her throat and tortured
her tits, squeezing twisting, pulling and slapping them. Josh in the meantime
had taken a belt and started whipping her cunt and lower thighs hard. The other
men were all talking about her like a piece of meat, and using very degrading
terms as they watched her defilement. Michelle could barely breathe, the pain
was causing her to gasp and moan, when she should be trying to get a breathe,
the cock was relentless and seldom pulled back far enough for her to even try to
take a breath. Plus the tight corset only allowed her to take very small breaths
then she did breathe. Still breathing wasn't michelle's's main concern, it was
incidental to pleasing the cock that used her. SO her main focus was on licking
the shaft, contracting her  throat muscles and lips, keeping her mouth wide open
and her aligned to help provide maximum depth. The cock in her throat began to
spasm and then burst a load of cum some of which went  down her windpipe causing
her to gag and cough around the organ which sat in her throat buried to the
balls. While the guy relaxed. He thighs and cunt were red blue and swollen. They
would hurt simply by being caressed let alone the brutal whipping she was
enduring. Her face was turning blue and she couldn't breathe, but she never
pulled her head back or tried to push him off, nor did she ever take her hands
from her ankles or try in the slightest to close her legs. She was there to be
used by men, and they could do whatever they wanted with her. Her feelings
pleasure, consideration, and pain and comfort didn't matter in the slightest,
nor should they. Tim finally pulled out of her throat, and slapped her face
several times before the next guy brought his prick over. Michelle had coughed
some cum out of her lungs, swallowed it back down and took and took the biggest
shallow breath her corset would allow before the next cock plunged down her
windpipe. Her cunt was a bruised and bloodied mess, by the time Josh took the
pliers, grabbed a cunt flap and started crushing it. Michelle screamed around
the cock in her throat, Josh laughed as her whole body shaked. He regripped
crushing new skin, and  twisted the pliers, pulling and twisting, and then
regripping on fresh skin. When he finally gripped and started crushing her
needle ridden clit, michelle was almost out of tears, were there not a cock
buried in her throat she wouldn't be able to stop screaming, which is something
she usually forced herself to do. Over the next three and half hours michelle
had her throat fucked about two dozen times. Everyone including the doc took a
few turns at her mouth, while josh contented himself with torturing and
mutilating her cunt. Her labia and clit were ripped and crushed, and hurt worse
then anything michelle had experienced . Josh was surprised at how resilient her
skin was, and hoe hard he had to pull and twist to get it ti rip off. But after
enough pulling twisting and crushing, he managed to rip off her labia lips and
then finally her clit. Michelle passed out from the pain when her clit came off.



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