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Slave boy departed the docks and stumbled back to Femininus, dazed and in despair. He had no idea what to do. He had made the arduous journey, both physical and emotional, to becoming a slave of Femininus, suffered so much heartbreak and rejection to finally find his perfect Mistress, only to get to spend such a brief time with her before she was taken so very far away. And he knew the fate that awaited her in Mater. He became infuriated and sickened by the unfairness of it all. He trudged past the thicket of bushes and trees. He halted, hearing a rustling in the bushes, followed by a voice.
“Slave boy,” the voice whispered.
To his astonishment, Nadia emerged from the bushes, beaming with joy and relief. She appeared wearing her pristine white cotton summer dress. Slave boy burst into simultaneous laughter and tears, and he wrapped his arms around her as tightly and lovingly as one only could after fearing they would never see that person again.
“Mistress, I don’t understand,” Slave boy said, chuckling with ebullience and disbelief.
“Follow me, and it will all be explained,” Nadia said.
Nadia looked around in all directions with a vigilant eye. She then pulled Slave boy by his arm and he followed her through the trees and brush. They arrived at the cave, the very same cave Nadia had told him about, the very same cave that she had hidden in after escaping Imperium, and the very same cave that Worm had once followed him to. Slave boy watched as many Femininus Mistresses and a few Femininus slaves carried boxes upon boxes of Medication 42 into the cave.
Isabella arrived at the cave moments later, having just come from the docks.
“Well hello there, Slave boy,” Isabella said, her lips curling into a devilish smirk.
“I was so scared. I thought you had sent Mistress Nadia away,” Slave boy said.
“Fortunately, General Suarez thought the same. But, it wasn’t Nadia that we sent away to Mater. It was General Callisto,” Isabella said.
Slave boy found himself even more bewildered. He gazed all around at the boxes of Medication 42.
“I don’t understand. How did you get to keep all of Medication 42? I thought Imperium was going to take it? Won’t they be looking for it?” Slave boy asked as he turned to Isabella.
“This morning General Suarez arrived to pick up ninety percent of this month’s supply of Medication 42, but it was gone. We took the entire supply and brought it here last night. So when General Suarez arrived this morning, I told her that Callisto must have stolen the medications. You see, Callisto actually was planning on stealing them. So, I showed General Suarez shipping orders that General Callisto had drafted. The shipping orders showed that Callisto was planning to have the entire supply of Medication 42 shipped to an undisclosed location overseas. General Suarez challenged me by telling me that they were going to search all of Femininus for the stolen medicine. I said to her, ‘Take as long as you would like. I assure you, you will not find the medications anywhere in Femininus,'” Isabella said, keeping her eye on the boxes as she continued speaking.
“Imperium will continue searching our city for the stolen medications. But, at this point I have pretty much convinced them that Callisto stole the supply of Medication 42 and fled the country; that she took off overseas to sell the medication for profit. I knew of Callisto’s plan to sell the meds and keep all of the profit for herself; I knew of her plan long before she even told me about it. I had Worm go through her belongings and he found the shipping orders that she had drafted for selling the meds. I can always rely on my Worm to dig up dirt on someone,” Isabella said and gestured towards the vast collection of boxes of Medication 42 as she spoke.
“We will use this entire month’s supply, plus they are going to give us fifteen percent each subsequent month as a favor, since we turned over the missing Imperium slave. We needed a place to hide the meds, and like I told Worm when we first found this cave, this is the perfect hiding spot. But we also needed Imperium to believe that the meds are long gone, so they won’t continue looking for them, so that once they’ve given up on searching Femininus, their search won’t continue out to these parts. So, when I told General Suarez that Callisto had planned on stealing the meds, at that point General Suarez believed that Callisto had fled the country and that Imperium would never be able to find Callisto. So then we just needed to get rid of Callisto,” Isabella said and continued.
“The first thing I had to do was smuggle one of Imperium’s branding irons out of Imperium. I smuggled it out of there when Goddess Johanna and I met with General Suarez and General Callisto. There was a very well-hung slave at the gate who almost searched us, but I convinced him to be a good boy. The Imperium branding iron has specified italics. If I had used one of our own branding irons on Callisto, the Ladorian dock Mistresses would have noticed the different bursa escort italics. So, I tied up Callisto, put a hood on her, gagged her, and used the Imperium branding iron and branded her with the number 111. Then I had her put on the ship to Mater. I knew once I had branded Callisto I could pass her off as you, Nadia,” Isabella gestured to Nadia and then continued to explain.
“After all, Nadia and Callisto are both the same height and have the same petite body type, and you both are right around the same age. I also made certain to keep Callisto out in the sun a lot to give her a nice tan body like Nadia’s; otherwise she was too pale to pass off as Nadia. I met General Suarez out on the docks to prove to her that we had Slave 111 sent away. From that far of a distance, with the hood over Callisto’s head, she believed that it was actually Nadia on the vessel. We needed to get rid of Callisto once and for all. She would’ve come back; she would’ve never given up looking for Nadia; she was constantly a problem for Femininus. And we needed to keep this supply of Medication 42. This way we get to keep the medication, hidden here in the cave, they think Callisto left the country with the medication and so they’ll stop looking for it, and now they think that Nadia was sent off to Mater and they will stop looking for her,” Isabella said.
Slave boy once again embraced Nadia, their chests swelling together and then decompressing in simultaneous sighs of relief.
“Isn’t it wonderful news, Slave boy?” Nadia asked.
“The best, Mistress,” Slave boy said with bright eyes and a pensive smile.
“Now Slave boy,” Isabella interrupted. “You need to help carry the rest of the medications into the cave.”
“Yes, Supreme Goddess,” Slave boy said.
Slave boy rushed away. Nadia and Isabella watched from afar as Slave boy obediently carried the boxes of medication.
“It is wonderful to see him in such good health again,” Nadia said.
“I gave him the extra dose of medicine that I had,” Isabella said.
“Thank you for doing that for him, Goddess Isabella,” Nadia replied.
“Consider it a gift, from me to you,” Isabella said and paused a moment. “I want you to know, Nadia, that I would never betray a fellow Mistress.”
“Of course, Goddess Isabella. There was never a doubt in my mind,” Nadia said.
“It is such a relief to have the medications. Now we will have more than enough to treat everyone,” Isabella said as she regarded the Mistresses and slaves who carried the boxes.
“Does this mean that the quarantine on the Days of Absentia has been lifted?” Nadia asked.
“Yes Nadia, we shall all be able to take our Days of Absentia once again,” Isabella answered.
That night, Slave boy arrived at the infirmary just as he had been ordered to. Goddess Isabella had given him instructions to arrive in Room 101. He traipsed down the long main corridor, moving closer to Room 101 with each hesitant step. As his hand reached out for the doorknob, he had no idea what awaited him in the room.
Slave boy entered Room 101. He stood nude, wearing his thick black leather collar and chastity cage, bowing his head in a servile manner. Nadia and Isabella stood waiting, both of them dressed in skintight white latex nurse uniforms with matching white hats. Nadia had added a pair of sexy white fishnet stockings to the outfit, allowing Slave boy teasing glimpses of the smooth tan skin of her legs. Behind Nadia and Isabella, there stood a group of a dozen young Mistresses, between the ages of eighteen and twenty one, all dressed in the matching skintight white latex nurse uniforms and holding clipboards. Slave boy suddenly found himself nude in front of a roomful of fully clothed gorgeous young women. He leered at the group of beautiful women, overwhelmed by all of the curvy legs and cleavage revealed by their sexy nurse uniforms.
The medical room was brightly lit with care by an abundance of torches. Slave boy’s eyes scanned Room 101 with trepidation. The first object he noticed was the medical exam table complete with stirrups and medical restraints attached to the sides of the table. Isabella and the other Mistresses used Worm as a stand for the medical tray which they kept the medical instruments on. Isabella had secured a strap all the way around the back of Worm’s neck; and then both ends of the strap were connected to the two sides of the medical tray, which rested against Worm’s thighs and his chastity cage. Worm stood naked with his head bowed down, his arms bound behind his back by wrist cuffs, and his ball gag in his mouth. He stood obediently beside the medical exam table, holding up the medical tray, used as a mere object.
Slave boy took a closer look at the medical instruments on the medical tray, causing his heart to race and his eyes to water with fear. He saw upon the medical tray a vast array of examination devices; there were dental mouth gags, and forceps, and Wartenberg wheels with sharp pins, and speculums malatya escort for investigating body orifices. Isabella took notice of Slave boy’s panicked eyes and mouth, and her pussy ached as she reveled in his fear. And she found herself wanting to take him even deeper.
Awhile earlier, Isabella had instructed Sissy Slut to report to the infirmary locker room. When Sissy Slut entered, he found a skintight white latex nurse uniform waiting for him. Isabella had left a papyrus pinned to the uniform. She had written on the papyrus instructions that he was to put on the nurse uniform and report to Room 101. Sissy Slut eagerly stripped off his French maid’s uniform and stockings. He stepped his feet into his new nurse uniform. He began to pull the uniform up his legs and then fit it over his hips. The latex felt constricting, yet sensual. The scent of it was intoxicating. He continued to dress, stretching the latex over his shoulders. The uniform was so tight that he felt much more exposed in it than he did in his French maid’s outfit, almost as though he was naked. The latex felt like his second skin. He was incredibly excited by the notion that the Mistresses would all see him in his sexy, skintight latex nurse uniform. As he shimmied around and straightened out the uniform, he became transformed into a slutty exhibitionist sissy nurse.
Sissy Slut joined Isabella and the others in Room 101. He stood in the doorway, shyly tapping his foot and attempting to pull down the constricting latex uniform to shield more of his body, but the uniform proved to be too tight and revealing. In fact, he realized to his own embarrassment and excitement that the crotch of his pink lace panties was showing.
“Our slutty little nurse finally decided to join us,” Isabella remarked.
Her words, combined with the fact that she had purposely given him a uniform that rode a couple inches higher than the other nurse’s uniforms and was much more revealing, made him feel like more of a slut than he had ever felt before. Isabella turned away from Sissy Slut and gestured to Slave boy as she spoke to the young Mistresses.
“This subject you see here before you was infected with the illness. Three days ago, Medication 42 was administered to him. Since he is the most recent patient to be administered Medication 42, we are going to test this subject’s health to corroborate the effectiveness of the medication. We will need to give this subject a thorough examination,” Isabella stated. “Now, masks on, everyone.”
Isabella placed her surgical mask over her face and secured the ear loops behind her ears. Nadia, Sissy Slut, and the young Mistresses followed Isabella’s instruction and put their surgical masks on as well. Then Isabella nodded to Nadia in a calculated, dour fashion.
“Slave boy, lay down on the table,” Nadia commanded, her austere voice made all the more colder by the surgical mask muffling her speech.
Slave boy eased down onto the medical exam table, positioned flat on his back. Nadia patted the stirrups.
“Feet up,” Nadia ordered.
Nadia’s cold, shortened commands she gave him, and the lack of even calling him Slave boy as she did so, exacerbated his uneasiness. Slave boy hesitantly positioned his feet in the stirrups. Nadia and Isabella proceeded to strap Slave boy down with the medical restraints that were attached to the side of the medical exam table. Slave boy began to feel more and more trapped, helpless, and vulnerable with the tightening of each restraint. Slave boy struggled with his binds, his nude body shifting around. His eyes darted back and forth between each of the Mistresses as they all put on their green latex gloves, the snapping of the latex echoing throughout the dense room. Once Isabella and Nadia had finished restraining his hands and feet, they stood back to admire their Slave boy, strapped down with his legs spread wide open. He was their helpless patient, to be experimented upon, treated, and tortured at their whim.
Nadia approached Slave boy. She playfully removed her necklace with the key to his chastity cage attached. His desperate eyes followed the key as she inserted it into the lock. He had been locked in chastity by Mistress Nadia for nineteen straight days and was filled with the aching sensation of a young man’s sexual needs, aching to be released. He expelled a deep, groaning sigh of relief as she turned the key, unlocking him. She carefully slid the chastity cage off, and she took notice as his flaccid penis had already begun to stir like a snake in waiting. Nadia reached over to the medical instruments on the tray. She procured a dental mouth gag made of stainless steel. She smirked wickedly at Slave boy as she held the dental mouth gag, presenting it to him. She was going to thoroughly enjoy his torture.
“Open wide,” Nadia said in a soothing tone.
Slave boy opened his mouth as wide as he could, stretching out his jaw and lips. Nadia opened up the dental mouth gag and forced it into çanakkale escort his mouth. Once she had the dental mouth gag in place, it would keep his mouth wide open for the remainder of the examination. Nadia had never seen Slave boy look so vulnerable as in that moment, wearing the dental mouth gag, bound nude with his legs spread.
While Nadia finished adjusting Slave boy’s dental mouth gag, Isabella began to sift through the medical instruments on the tray. She looked through the forceps, searching for the most desirable pair. She watched Worm from the corner of her eye. She knew that it killed Worm to see the other boys receive so much of her attention, even if it was the humiliation that Sissy Slut received or the physical torture that Slave boy did. Worm could do nothing but helplessly serve as a stand, as a pathetic piece of furniture, to be completely ignored. Isabella continued going through the forceps. Worm held his composure, steadying the tray for his Goddess. Isabella finally chose a small pair of forceps. She looked Slave boy directly in the eyes as she spoke.
“We are going to perform an Intimate Examination,” Isabella said, pinching the forceps together, intimidating the slave.
Isabella opened up the forceps. Slave boy watched in terror as the forceps closed in on his cock. The frigid stainless steel forceps touched the head of his cock, causing his body to shiver. She then pinched the forceps against the skin on the top of his cock. Slave boy emitted high, resonant cries from his wide open mouth.
“As you can see, the male genitalia are very sensitive,” Isabella remarked to the young Mistresses.
Isabella moved the forceps to the head of his cock. She pinched the forceps tightly around his sensitive head, becoming more aroused as she watched the skin turn to pale white and then to red. She then twisted the forceps, pinching and torturing Slave boy’s cock. She continued twisting his defenseless prick in different directions as he grunted and bellowed. Isabella’s pussy became insatiably wet. She loved torturing her plaything’s cock, knowing that while her pussy was experiencing the utmost arousal and pleasure, his genitals were experiencing nothing but torture and pain. Isabella observed Slave boy’s reactions as he winced and whimpered, savoring his torture. She then released his cock from the cruel grip of the forceps.
“I’m done with these,” Isabella said as she looked at the tray for a place to set them down. “There doesn’t seem to be quite enough room for them.”
She then nonchalantly clamped the forceps on Worm’s right nipple and left them there. The faintest low-pitched moan escaped from underneath the ball gag, and Isabella’s pussy couldn’t help but quiver. Isabella looked through the medical instruments once again. She grabbed hold of two rather large and intimidating pairs of forceps. Isabella bent forward towards Slave boy, allowing him to glimpse incredibly far down her uniform top, her enormous, curvy cleavage driving him mad. She abruptly clamped the forceps onto each of his nipples. She left the weighty forceps to dangle from his tender nipples, leaving it to gravity to pull them down harshly. Slave boy’s cock became aroused, swelling up into a full, stiff erection, as the sharp burning pain shot through his nipples. Isabella turned to the young Mistresses.
“This subject is a masochist, and he has exhibited a typical, healthy reaction to the stimuli,” Isabella said.
Isabella used another pair of forceps to lift his thick cock upwards, revealing his balls to the young Mistresses. His balls began to tighten and move closer to his body.
“The subject’s testicles will tighten and rise closer to the body like so when the penis becomes erect,” Isabella said.
Some of the young Mistresses giggled and whispered to one another as they examined him. Their faces were obscured by the surgical masks they wore, leaving only their beautiful, exotic eyes in view. It excited him that they could see so much of him, with his legs spread apart like that, his mouth forced open by the dental mouth gag. And all he could see of them was their beautiful eyes watching him. He couldn’t control himself and his cock began to twitch with excitement, instigating more boisterous laughter from the young Mistresses.
“Ladies, I know you can see all of his boy parts, but try to keep the laughter at a minimum and pay attention,” Isabella said.
Isabella felt a sudden impulse to deliver more pain upon his body, and she pinched a pair of forceps on the skin of the underside of his cock. And even though he screamed and grunted and convulsed, she left the forceps hanging from the sensitive area of his rock hard cock.
“Next, we will test the subject’s nerve reactions,” Isabella announced.
Nadia and Isabella each picked up a Wartenberg wheel from the medical tray. Each Wartenberg wheel consisted of a handle approximately eighteen centimeters in length and a small pinwheel which had sharp pins all the way around. Isabella ran her Wartenberg wheel across Slave boy’s chest. The wheel rotated as she wheeled it across his chest and stomach, the pins poking his tender flesh. Nadia joined in, running her Wartenberg wheel across his sensitive inner thigh. Isabella and Nadia wheeled them across every inch of his body they could find to torture, as he writhed around in pain.
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