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First Published: 28 June 2022
Title: Orphanage Studio 3: Sweat-Shop Discipline
by Markus Story Codes: F/g11, M/g12, ped, caution, sm, rape, torture, F-solo, piv
"Lazy Spik!" Adrian yelled at the eleven year old girl who submitted her first Gucci bag. The threads were sloppy and would have to be sold at a discount. She had been bussed from the Orphanage along with 23 of the older girls to their new venture; the Sweat-shop factory where they produced high-end consumer hand-bags. The loving couple would not allow the ragamuffins to abuse their hospitality any longer. They would work for their keep and provide him the lifestyle he deserved. The training however had taken longer than he was comfortable with and now he was at the end of his rope. He unchained the exhausted slave and pulled her by her wrist to the front of the rows of benches. He would show the other slackers what happens when an expensive mistake is made. She had been working the entire day from the time she woke up and was stumbling with exhaustion. He tied her wrists and ankles and hoisted her up so that her useless twat was above eye level. Her tears were already streaming down her cheeks as she knew pain was on its way. "I found this at the store. Should we put some on her pussy? She wants it.. I can tell." Alicia smiled and presented a bottle of hot-sauce made from Ghost-peppers with over three million on the Scoville scale. If it was any hotter, it could be used as mace. Even for Mexicans this was too spicy for most consumers. She was already wearing thick black rubber gloves, ready to apply the liquid without burning own her hands. "Ohh my sweet, you always outdo yourself. Lather her up. Put some on her chest, make her drink it and put it on her pussy." Adrian instructed and started slowly pleasuring himself on Pregs, who happened to be the closest child at hand. A few drops should be enough to painfully irritate and inflame the skin? Alicia dabbled some into the palm of her gloved hand and spread it liberally on the suspended girl's flat chest. She impatiently waited to gauge the effect. At first the victim did not react and Alicia started having doubts about her idea. However she didn't have to wait long before she could see the pain present itself. The child was breathing heavier and soon she was fighting her constraints in delicious distress. Alicia had a funnel ready and pushed it past her closed lips. She inhumanely poured the liquid into the funnel until it was nearly filled to the top. She had seen youtube videos of people who went to the hospital after consuming ghost-pepper and couldn't wait to see the result. The contents of the funnel slowly seaped into her mouth and throat, burning its way down. The dolt sputtered as the mucus membranes of her mouth exploded in searing heat. It was satisfying but Alicia wanted more. She slowly masturbated the freeloader with her freshly slicked glove. When the eleven year old started twisting her legs in distress, Alicia knew she was ready to bring it up a notch. She insert the bottle into little-miss-prissy's puss. She looked at the bottle and was disappointed to see that she had only used a half of its contents thus far. To compensate, she pushed the neck of the bottle into the contorted girl's tight vagina and fucked her with it. The evil fluid attacked her vaginal tube and set her most sensitive organ on chemical fire. Adrian did not request it, but Alicia took the initiative to give attention to the ingrate's ass. She pulled the bottle out and shoved it up her puckered butt-hole. She positioned it in such a way so that the remaining liquid emptied into her rectum. The hot-sauce enema invaded her bowels with a vengeance. Unlike her vagina, her colon had plenty of space and drank up the remainder of the bottle. The drama-queen had imagined that Adrian's anal rapes were the most painful thing that existed, until now. The scorching in the babe's esophagus and stomach joined with the roasting in her rectum and colon. When the bottle was empty she pulled it out with a "plop" to assess her handy-work. "Wow babe. You are an artist, I love you so much." Adrian had bent Pregs over her workbench and was wildly ramming into her. He would have gone to give his love a passionate kiss, was it not for the dangerous dripping gloves that she was wearing. "I heard that a bit of heat makes for a better orgasm." Alicia looked at her black gloves and then down to her own engorged vulva. "Don't do it!" Adrian warned. He knew that his girlfriend had a strange attraction for self-harm. He had seen the signs of it by the healed razor marks on her arms when they first met. It was like the time she had bizarrely denied herself orgasm for over two weeks when they had first arrived in Mexico. It must have been a psychological torture as she had watched him molest girls every night to his total delight. He still didn't understand her and it made him desire her all the more. "Maybe just a little bit" Alicia touched the tip of her black glove to her clitoris before Adrian could stop her. Sometimes he could dissuade her by providing her a suitable pain substitute, but he was turned-on to see her harm herself. Adrian adored to see girls in pain and now that his lover, Alicia, was offering it to him, he wished she could fall straight to the pit of hell to see her burn in agony. The eleven year old had stopped moving as she had passed out from endless boiling agony inside her belly. Alicia started feeling some heat and thought it is not so bad. However it intensified with each passing second until she hopped from one foot to the next. She pulled off her gloves and sat down in a chair while she started sweating. It was a delicious kind of pain that she had never experienced before. Although she had just applied a few drops to her clit and surrounding tissues, it was like having a lit-candle burning her flesh. She always avoided extreme pain because it usually implied damage to her vain physical appearance. She had never considered chemical induced pain so it was a new exciting unexplored territory. Her pink erogenous zone inflamed further until it turned an angry-red. She splayed her legs up over the arm-rests to display herself to her lover and the fortunate girls in the front row. Would they see her in pain, or pleasure? They all wished for the former, as they had all suffered horrendously at their monstrous American-caregiver's hands. To their immense dismay she started massaging herself in rapid circular motions that they knew all too well. She closed her eyes and put her head back to jill herself in front of her captivated audience. Once her clitoris got hard, the pain and pleasure combined into a new emotional convolution. Although she had made a new wicked Child-Pornography video each day in her studio, she, in fact, had not orgasmed in a few days, and was ripe for a nutting. The battle between pain and pleasure waged on. She thought about being the one tied in the air, dying and already discarded like trash. "Ahhh.. Ahhh.... Ahhhhh...." she exploded inside like a bomb, as the pleasure won the battle inside her tormented organs. "Get the camera quick! Pregs water just broke while I was fucking her pussy. Can you believe it!" Adrian yelled to Alicia who was still deep in her orgasm cave. Pregs, as the couple called her, was their oldest charge at 12 years old. They would not have kept her except she had something special. She was well along in her pregnancy when someone had dumped her at the orphanage. Ever since, Adrian had been bidding his time for his prize. She was now nine-months pregnant and over-due for her delivery by a week. Adrian did not trust the over-achieving nuns at the Orphanage. So he had kept her close to ensure that she would safely deliver her baby onto his waiting dick. His vicious plans with Pregs and her new-born were entirely unwholesome and he could hardly wait to get started. To be continued... 1,396 Words.
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