Friday finally arrived, like a slow train ... it seemed to Lynn that the day would never pass. Lynn checked the kitchen clock over and over, it never seemed to move. Finally it was time to get ready to go. Her husband Don did not seem terribly unnerved, and was sitting by the TV waiting for Lynn to get ready.

She packed a few naughty, new outfits, boots, and assorted BDSM items in her bag. She donned a pair of hot-pink, thigh-high, ballet-boots, a pink and white vinyl, paneled flare-skirt that barely reached the bottoms of her behind, and a matching pink, cut-off top with collar and cuffs to match. Her black, latex panties accentuated the fact that her backside was exposed to view, and the attached internal dildo kept her in the needed state of arousal.

Lisa arrived early: wearing a pewter color, latex micro-miniskirt, corset-top and a matching laced and heavily boned pewter and black, latex posture collar. Her legs were encased in a beautiful pair of crotch-high, black vinyl boots with platforms that were nearly 4 inches high, resulting in almost 9- inch tall heels. To keep her occupied, she wore pink latex dildo-panties, with both of her holes nicely and fully plugged.

Lisa had also brought with her a matching arm-binder with shoulder straps and a pewter and black latex hood with a long pony-tail of silver and pink latex rubber strips that cascaded to her waist. The hood had clear plastic inserts for the eyes, no opening for the nose, and a small, mouth opening.

Lynn and her husband helped Lisa into her posture collar and hood, fastened the arm-binder tightly around her arms, and pulled the shoulder straps tight. It was obvious to them that Lisa was not only severely restrained, and in some distress caused by the tight collar and arm binder, but equally sexually charged as well. At exactly 6:00 PM, the three travelers got into her husband Don’s car and headed out to the abandoned shopping center to await their fate. The drive seemed like an eternity, although it was really only about a half-hour. The girls busied themselves with swapping fantasies about what was to come, and what the future would hold for them all.

Pulling into the parking lot, they nervously exited the car, and awaited the familiar sound of the tormentor’s Harley. Standing there in the abandoned parking lot, Don could see that the girls were extremely excited, and could hardly stand still. To relieve their tensions, he graciously put his hands under each of the girl’s skirts, and grabbed onto them. He did his best to masturbate them through their panties, by grabbing hold of the dildos which were violating their pussies. Quickly both girls began squirming and wriggling, panting deeply and finally exploding in shuddering bliss. Looking at Lynn’s legs, he could see a large flow of her precious juices running down her legs and over her boots. Both he and Lisa saw the sticky flow and almost in unison, they dropped to their knees to lick it from Lynn’s legs and boots, savoring the wonderful apple-sauce flavored cum.

Competing for the precious juices, they licked and sucked Lynn’s fabulous tasting pussy juices, then winding up licking each other’s lips and mouths as they competed. When they finished, Lynn’s legs were cleaned as well as anyone could have done. Don was very turned on by not only the cleaning, but, by licking and kissing Lisa as Lynn stood above them.

“Lisa, my dear, I think that this weekend we will all experience a new and very exciting life together,” Don said.

“If that means that you are finally going to fuck me, after all these years, then I am all for it,” Lisa blurted out.

Looking at Lynn: Don stood quietly; Lynn smiled at him and said,

“Please be sure that Lisa is fulfilled as well as I am, Sir, feel free to use her as you see fit.”

His heart quickened, he kissed his lovely wife deeply and passionately, telling her that his love for her was unconditional and unending.

“Worry not, my love, I expect that you will soon be husband to both of us, for now and forever,” Lynn said in return.

The moment was broken by the sound of a car approaching. An old, antique Packard limousine entered the parking lot and stopped next to them. As the large rear door swung open, Lynn was so excited to see that it was her new tormentor and master of pain. He exited the car, and with the introduction of her husband to him, she threw her arms around his neck, kissed and hugged him with all her pent up passions. She then turned to Lisa, who was now kneeling before him, awaiting her acknowledgment. Lynn introduced Lisa to him; she explained that she was her lifetime friend, and a novice to the lifestyle of BDSM, but a very good learner. She further explained that Lisa was now ready to give her body over to him, as his new subject for experimentation and conversion to a rubber dolly. She further apologized for bringing her along without permission, but since she had no way to contact him, she thought that it would be OK.

Master looked at Lynn with glaring eyes, and told her that her assuming anything that he might do was a major offense that would be dealt with severely when they returned to the farm. A swift slap to the face snapped Lynn back to reality, and she was ordered to the car. Without a thought, she did so at once. Looking down at Lisa, he asked her if she had any idea of what the life she was giving herself to was all about. She said that she was divorced, lived alone and had no children, so her life was hers, and that she wanted more than anything to be subjected to the same, and even harsher tortures and sexual degradations that her friend Lynn had been, and that she dreamed of being a sex toy for the rest of her life. She promised to serve him and do his bidding as long as he would have her as one of his toys.

“Very well then, we will see if you are suitable to be so greatly rewarded with this gift that you seek,” Master demanded.

He motioned to her to stand up, which she did. He took his hand and placed it under her panties, feeling the attached dildos that were impaling her. He was noticeably excited by her self imposed impaling, and ushered her to the car along with Lynn’s husband. Entering the car, Don saw that Mai-Lin was in the rear passenger compartment also. She had Lynn strapped into a seat with several TENS unit pads stuck to her body at strategic points, she was ball gagged and sweating from the ever increasing electrical current that was coursing through her body. Mai-Lin held the battery operated device in her latex-gloved hands, and was smiling as she delivered wave after wave of pure electrical pleasure to Lynn.

“I am afraid that your lady must be punished for her transgressions, Sir,” he explained to Lynn’s husband.

“I fully understand and agree!” Don said as he watched his love being so fabulously tortured.

The sight of her straining at her bindings as she was being electro-shocked was so enervating to him that his cock felt like it was going to rip out of his pants. He never saw his lady in so much distress, and it excited him greatly. He now understood the pure pleasures of seeing his loved one suffer so willingly.

“Turn up the current, bitch, fry the cunt!” Master ordered Mai-Lin.

Mai-Lin complied at once, Don could see his wife shaking wildly, her eyes opened to their limits, and her entire body shaking and sweating profusely. It amazed him that torture like this, which could do no real harm, was so obviously severe and unrelenting.

As the car drove off, Master ordered Lisa to kneel before him and Lynn’s husband on the wide floor of the limousine. He then ordered her to suck the cocks of both him and Don until they were fully satisfied. Hearing this order, Don was frightened, he had worn a pair of Lynn’s pink latex panties under his clothes as a concession to her libido, now, her master would see the girl’s rubber panties on him!

Lisa was warned that if she failed to please them, or spilled a drop of their precious cum from her mouth, she would be electro-shocked as well. Lisa complied, pulling their cocks from their panties, and dutifully servicing each one until they shot their loads of cum into her mouth. It was very difficult for her to swallow all of it, and not drip any of the huge loads of cum, but she tried her best and succeeded. Master had seen Don’s rubber panties, but said nothing, only giving a knowing glance and shaking his head to indicate his approval.

Don looked at Lisa as she kneeled before her new tormentor; she pursed her lips and slowly allowed the huge cock to penetrate her mouth, forcing its way deep inside. She moved forward slowly, taking every inch into her fuck-hole, and savoring its taste, as it coursed its way deep into her throat. The huge cock was so thick that it completely stopped her from breathing while it was in her throat. The head rubbed its way down, further and further until it would go no more. Lisa felt like she was suffocating, but did not try to remove it. To the contrary, Lisa kept it deep inside of her as long as humanly possible, only then pulling it back to her lips. She repeated this slow fucking of her mouth until his clamor for orgasm was no longer able to be stifled, she then pushed it down all the way again, and allowed the huge volume of cum to fill her willing mouth.

Don could not take his eyes off his lady, even as he was getting his own cock sucked. The sight of her glorious pain was greatly enhancing his sexual pleasures. When both men were fully drained, Master ordered Mai-Lin to stop the electro-shock and motioned for Lisa to get up.

“Now, kiss Lynn deeply, and see to it that the cum is sucked from your mouth into Lynn’s,” he commanded.

Lisa bent over Lynn’s body and placed her lips on hers, she felt the cum transferring to Lynn’s mouth and used her tongue to complete the exchange. Lynn gulped and swallowed every drop, thanking both men for her treat.

Arriving at the farm, the girls were first to disembark, Don and the tormentor were next, with Mai-Lin exiting the car last.

The tormentor could see the lust in Don’s eyes as he glanced at Mai-Lin. He had always been enthralled by the female-Eurasian mix, and Mai-Lin was a paramount example of the perfection it could bring. Her beautiful, youthful body and face were framed in a little school girl outfit that barely covered anything, and ankle strap platform heels that accented her every movement. Noticing his visual attention, the tormentor bent over to Don’s ear and whispered,

“Tonight, she is yours . . . as I will have your wife and her girlfriend for my own....”

Don was very excited hearing that, he instantly imagined his lady and Lisa being used by the Master, and facing a night of lustful pleasures from his huge cock. Once in the house, Mai-Lin was ordered to take the girls to the barn and ready them. Don was given a tour of the beautiful farm-home by the tormentor, and as they walked, Don was told the full implications of what he has going to begin to experience. Little was new to him, Lynn had told him much of what was discussed, and more.

Agreeing again to his new lifestyle, the tormentor showed Don into his examining room and assisted him onto the large, old style, operating-table after he finished undressing. Many machines, tubes, wires, and instruments were everywhere he looked. Scary as it appeared, it was strangely intriguing as well. The tormentor then placed large leather straps across Don’s forehead, chest, hips, wrists and stomach. His legs were lifted into stirrups at the table’s end. His ankles were securely strapped into them, Master was ready. Absolutely unable to move, he jokingly said to the tormentor,

“I guess you really have me now... I’m helpless.”

Master only smiled a knowing smile.

Taking Don’s cock into his hand, the tormentor began to tell Don all the endless things he intended to do to his wife that night, all in vivid detail and with the utmost eroticism possible. He told him that Lynn was to be turned into his personal bitch, and would beg for his cock as she screamed and moaned in orgasmic pleasures. He ended by telling him that she would be,

“Fucked in every hole, filled with gallons of my cum without end, from sunset to sunrise.”

Don’s cock was now fully rigid, being a devotee of such acts.

The tormentor then took a polished steel catheter, about 8- inches long, and nearly a half-inch wide, and pushed it down the hole in his cock, until it bottomed out in his groin. The pain of the huge sound tube made him nearly cry, but his manly sense prevented it. The tormentor apologized, telling him that if his cock was not so wonderfully rigid, it would have been much more painful.

“But, don’t worry, everything I said was true, she will feel it all and more,” Master said.

Then, several I.V. taps were placed in Don’s arms, his nipples, into his cock hole, and both of his bloated testicles, and then the fluorescent, pink colored fluids were started as infusions .The cock-catheter was attached to a tube and IV bag as well, and the flow was started. The Doctor took a large, chromed, metal cock shaped butt-plug from the table. Attached to it was a long, clear, plastic tube. The dildo was carefully inserted into Don’s virgin ass. The huge size made him cry out, he felt as if he was being split in half.

Quickly, a flow of fluids began to fill his colon, intestines and bowels. The feeling of fullness made him cramp terribly, but no relief was in sight. He just lay there and accepted his fate. Slowly, the cramps lessened and the feeling of elation was sweeping over him .It was as if his insides were suddenly changing.... Lastly, a needle with a bright blue fluid was injected into each testicle, causing pain beyond his ability to tolerate.

Don nearly passed out. “The worst is over for now, relax,” he was told.

Unable to do anything else, he laid there experiencing the start of his new lifestyle. Within minutes, he felt the strange tingling in his groin and cock, accompanied with a feeling of absolute horniness and arousal. About 45 minutes later, the tormentor returned, he checked the I.V. bags and removed them from Don. The tormentor told him that his first session was completed, and that tomorrow Morning he would get #2, then on Sunday, number 3 would finish the sessions needed for now. He redressed, and with him, they walked to the barn to check on the ladies.

Don told the tormentor that he had a strange feeling of growing in his groin. The tormentor told him that he was correct, his testicles would double in size shortly, and that his cock would follow over the next few days. He was on his way to being huge and insatiable, like the Doctor-tormentor was.

“I gave you a large dose to start, by tonight you should be able to perform like you have never done before, and Mai-Lin will be your first new conquest!” the tormentor told him proudly.

As they got nearer to the barn, Don began to feel uncontrollably horny. The need for release was building higher and higher, he was afraid that he would explode if not satisfied, and quickly. The tormentor told him that this was normal at first, and that he would soon be able to satisfy his lust.

Entering the barn-turned dungeon, Don saw his love tied to an examining table much the same way that he had been strapped down. She was receiving multiple I.V.’s also.

Lynn was lying there peacefully, with a smile on her face. The Doctor-tormentor explained: that she was receiving her final infusion, from now on there would be no reverse possible, and that she would now finish her transformation, honing her skills and abilities as she went forth. He explained that he had developed some new hormones and catalysts that he was trying on her, and that she would soften even more, and become even more doll-like as she progressed.

As the Doctor-tormentor spoke to Lynn, Don could not take his eyes off of Mai-Lin. She was bent over the table, also speaking to Lynn, and comforting her as she received her fluids. Mai-Lin’s beautiful ass and pussy was fully exposed, peeking out from under her red plaid, little school girl skirt, Even as she was standing still, the skirt covered little, leaving the cheeks of her behind bare. Now that she was bent forward, there was nothing covered at all. Being a shoe and boot fetishist, Don was equally excited by the black, ankle-strap, platform heels that she was wearing. The platform was at least 3- inches high, making the spike heels about 8 inches long. Don felt his cock straining at his panties. He put his hands on Mai-Lin’s hips and pulled her close to his body as he stood directly behind her. He felt his latex covered cock press against her bare bottom, he was sure that he would cum just from holding her.

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