Chapter 5: Rest and Recovery
(narrator POV)
Hannah is drifting in and out of consciousness she's laying on some sort of moving bed or gurney she catches glimpses of the ceiling as she's rolled through the hallways. She was vaguely aware of the pain focused mostly in her pierced nipples and clit as well as the dull ache in her abdomen. She struggles to recall why she aches so much. Her memories are a bit blurry something the Doctor had done to her after he finished sodomizing her. Something to do with getting pregnant, wait no something to with not wanting to get pregnant.
Another wave of dread and horror washes over her as she remembers the operation. The stabbing pain in her abdomen when he made two small incisions to reach her fallopian tubes to sterilize her. She starts to sob realizing that another thing has been taken from her against her will. She never thought of having children before but somehow the realization that she would not ever have the opportunity to make that choice drove yet another stab of despair through her already ravaged psyche.
The gurney passes through a final door and comes to a stop. She hears him the man who was her new owner the black hearted sadist who had taken her and made her his possession, address someone she turns her head and sees the girl from earlier, Brianna hanging from chains against the wall.
He is undoing her restraints and speaking to her "Care for her slut, make sure she recovers I have much more in store for her and I will be very displeased if she dies before I am through with her, do you understand?"
He walks out locking the door behind him, Brianna approaches her and places her hand gently on her forehead making soothing sounds and wiping the tears away. “It’s ok sweetie, I’ll take care of you.”
Hannah feels her consciousness slipping away as exhaustion overcomes her.
Over the next several days as she recovers she spends a lot time with Brianna it was nice to have someone who wasn't just torturing her. Gentle feminine hands that soothed her body and soft lips that brought her pleasure without pain. Somehow having a fellow victim who rapidly became her friend made it all bearable.
Once she recovered from her surgery the torture started again. She was raped and beaten shocked and struck. He found her incontinence disgusting and as such she was subject to regular and frequent enemas. She spent the time not sleeping or being sexually tortured or exercising though often times it was hard to tell the difference most of the exercise stations involved some part of her being used as an incentive. The Treadmill had chains hooked to her nipple piercings with the very certain promise that should she falter they would rip through her flesh. To say she was well motivated was the height or understatement. She had no doubt that her owner would not save her from permanent damage in fact far more likely that he would give her further punishment for allowing his property to be damaged.
Her status as property was reinforced when she was branded with a mark just above her pussy a stylized S she assumed for Slave. She vaguely recalled having another name once upon a time. Something other than slut or bitch or toy or cock socket. She knew she had a life before but it was hard to remember it. The longer she was there the more it felt like some sort of dream rather than a memory.
Brianna continues to soothe her emotional and physical pain but with her condition, it is very difficult. The only good thing that came from the procedure was that it allowed this beautiful friendship to develop. Every time master goes to his quarters, Hannah and Brianna are able to talk quietly to one another. Brianna tries to remind her that there is a world outside our cage. That one day they will be able to leave this horrid prison.
To be continued..
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