SG & The Broker : Brokers Revenge Chp 03-05

[Abductorenmadrid]

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CHAPTER III
THE NIGHTMARE CONTINUES

The red head , tablet in hand, watched a recording of her conquest as the vibrator nestled between her thighs continued to deliver unsatisfying vibrations. She knew her captive was still drinking and pissing her way through the remainder of the night and would only have about 4 hours sleep if she was lucky before a whole new day of torture begun.

The red head looked down disappointingly at the vibrator, another failed attempt to orgasm! The red head turned it off and began to try to sleep. Meanwhile the blonde kept on slurping, her body ached in ways she could never have imagined, her flesh was burning in some of her most intimate places and she was sweating due to the focused attention of the heat lamps. “When will they show themselves ?” This unanswered question was infuriating the trapped prisoner, all she could do was endure the torture of her robotic voiced companion.

The red head was twitching in her sleep, a gentle moan escaping from her motionless mouth. Inside her dream she was at a keyboard hurriedly typing commands, radio messages were squawking into her headset, then the shouts of foreign voices filled the air…. gunfire …. “NO !” The red head woke up, she was sweating inside her purple catsuit, the nightmare was over, for now. She closed her eyes and tried to dismiss the bad dream and return to sleep.

The blonde felt the feeding stop, the backpack fell into silence. The punishment was over for now but she was still trapped in her predicament, and her body ached. Was this what normal people really experienced ? Is this what it was like to be mortal ? How do they manage to handle all this all the time ? Human beings truly were amazing after all, just living seemed to be fraught with danger! She hadn’t appreciated her invulnerability so much in all her life, and certainly began to gain more respect for the average person. Imagine being a cop or a fireman or a soldier and all the dangers that go with it and not being bullet proof or fireproof! Exhausted, the blonde , her mind full of thoughts but unable to go on, drifted into a deep sleep.

BEEP BEEP BEEP !

The red head woke from her slumber, it was 07:00, she probably had managed 6 hours of quality sleep, her prisoner seemed to had managed about 3 or 4 so far, judging by the screen in her room. She raised a smile remembering what condition she would find her plaything in, and , switching to the camera view, confirmed that the blonde was indeed still a caked mess.

Time for you to start over again, a clean fresh start, thought the red head, and clicked at her keyboard,

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It was a rude awakening for the prisoner, she had been in a deep sleep and as she drifted awake the new familiar voice had finished reciting its words and the freezing cold water began to flood over her body and invade her insides. As she was still hot from her heat lamp experience the stark contrast was for a brief moment, pleasant, but instantly she shuddered from the cold. The blonde could see that at least she was cleaning up quite well, and soon she was pristine again. The enemas were like a kick to the insides though and she was glad when the flow of water finally ended.

The red head strode into the control room and sat at her desk and glanced around her various screens. She had prepared the memo of the day already and her heart raced in the knowledge of the torture to come. She could see the blonde was exactly as she was the first day, fresh, clean, ready for a new humiliating experience.


The blonde panted, she was shaking slightly with the cold, she could feel the remnants of cold water running down her back, her breasts, over her thighs. She wondered what was going to happen next, the breakfast episode from the day before was repulsive but given the choice between that or a different horror, being force fed food from her own enema cleaned ass might not be so bad.

The blonde waited, and the red head watched on. “Time to head fuck you again super bitch!”, decided the red head, and clicked on her keyboard.

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The blonde grunted through her snorkel, whoever was doing this was really attacking her sexually. Her breasts and pussy and ass were going to really get punished badly by the looks of things and she couldn’t do anything. But at least she might actually meet her captor, whoever it was, if they were going to be pulling her out of the rubbery latex prison she was in. She might even have a chance to recharge her strength, or just escape through what strength she had. Who was her captor anyway ? She had thought long and hard without coming up with anyone specific, but a criminal syndicate, who were they ? Whoever it was they seemed to be attacking her at quite a personal level, though she was starting to think that a woman was involved. Perhaps jealous of her strength, or beauty, or physical appearance, she wasn't sure why.

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At first the cream was slightly cooling but quickly it began to do its work. Slowly the blondes flesh began to redden, then the burning sensation started which quickly led to a hot throbbing tenderness in her clit. The blonde could only brace herself, she wanted to touch herself, but couldn’t move a muscle as the cream drove her wild. She was a panting moaning wreck and was seeking some kind of relief.

The red head watched on delighted as she discovered a whole new side to her prisoner. The sensor embedded in the vaginal probe detected that her captive prisoner was becoming sexually excited again. “Oh you actually like that ?! Perhaps you just don’t know you are liking it ?” The red head glanced at the readouts and smiled knowing that the blonde was producing copious amounts of cum that was pooling inside her captive pussy.

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The blonde was seething, she burned once again and the sun block cream that was spraying at her body didn’t touch any parts of her that needed relief. She felt this odd sensation in her head, it was pleasant but linked to the pain in her body and she moaned and panted as her body twitched and bucked. She really wanted to touch her swollen hot clit right now but couldn’t, this was torture.

The red head was rubbing her clit through her purple latex catsuit watching as the enraged woman fought in her bonds. This was a delight, torturing her nemesis and now discovering a sexual weakness too. What other nasty secrets would she discover!

The blondes breathing was racing but gradually as she got used to the sensations she gradually relaxed, her heart slowed and she regained her composure although the burning taunted her body.
She felt the sun block slowly running down her arms and legs, she had been thoroughly coated. Then the machine came back to life !

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The blonde winced, her captive was making her drink their piss now too ? What an insult! The blonde tried to resist for a moment and nearly choked. She didn’t know it but the red heads hand hovered over the panic button momentarily but the blonde recovered herself and resumed drinking.

“Good girl !” The red heads hand retreated from the panic button and returned to her crotch. Now this was domination, force feeding the blonde bitch her piss excited her but she knew she would be enforcing worse humiliations on her prisoner in the near future, but, one day at a time! For now she was content knowing the creams were doing their thing and shortly she would be able to move on to the next part of the torture.

The blonde recalled the message of the day. So far each one of them had told her what was going to happen and she knew that soon she would meet one of her captors, they were going to strip her ready for the tanning lamps that were bolted to the metal stands to the side of her in the room. She began to think about how it might happen, could she lash out, a kick perhaps, an elbow. Perhaps out of her suit she might regain some power, perhaps she could use her heat vision. Her hopes of escape began to rise as she imagined all sorts of scenarios to escape.

The red head glanced at her watch, an hour had elapsed, she was sure that by now the creams had penetrated deep into the prisoners body and she smiled then clicked on her keyboard. A simple command …. SEDATIVE.

The blonde began to feel woozy, her eyelids grew heavy, her breathing slowed. “No … no.......nooooo” she thought as she fell into darkness. The red head rose from her seat and went down to the chamber below.

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CHAPTER IV
SOLAR POWERED

The blonde slowly begun to waken. Things had changed since she had blacked out. She could feel she was naked except at the wrists and ankles and the clear hood. Restraints were pulling her limbs taught and apart and the snorkel arrangement was still in her mouth. She was upright and suspended and now she could see the group of tanning lamps around her body. She glanced down and could see one lamp directly under her pussy, the other group was lined up in front of her breasts. She could only imagine that , if the promise had been kept, another row was directly behind her, aimed at her butt. She then noticed the slight stinging in her labia and ass. She thought it was the irritation cream but realised it was quite a specific sort of pain. That’s when the monitor nearby flickered to life.

The blonde prisoner watched as the monitor cycled through camera views of herself. She noticed that her labia had been clamped, spread and stretched away and another view revealed that skewer sticks were being used to keep her butt cheeks apart. Whoever was torturing her was going to do a thorough job of burning her skin. The blonde was dejected, she thought she was going to finally meet her captor, talk it through, but she had been denied. And now the next terror was about to begin, sunburn, and she was already sore from the irritant. Her breathing raced, its echo could be heard as it rushed through the hoses.

The red head , one leg stretched out on the desk, the other on the ground, played with her pussy vigorously, she had been waiting for her blonde prisoner to finally wake up.

“Prisoner is awake” indicated a message on one of the screens.

“Ah, about time”, thought the red head as she drew her keyboard closer and typed in a command.

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When the message ended the room fell into darkness and then the tanning lamps turned on. The blonde strained at the new set of restraints and she found that just like before, she could not escape and her normal level of strength had not shown any signs of returning. The blonde watched the monitor flick through the various images of herself. It was perversely erotic to see her own sexy body stretched out like it was, unable to protect herself while she was being slowly tortured.

The red head looked on admiringly at the beautiful blonde, her sexy body stretched out, glistening with some sweat as she struggled pointlessly. The red head knew that eventually those perfect tits were going to be a subtle pink and then it would be time to stop. Pink now meant red later, and that’s when the real torture would begin.

It was going to take a little while to inflict the level of tanning required and so the red head rose from her chair and returned to her quarters to sleep for a little while.

The blonde slurped the water that was being force fed her through the snorkel contraption in her mouth. She could feel the glow of the lamps on her body, the very specific targeting worried her, was she going to receive more torment like this, or was this it ? Her body sweated from the strain of her bondage position and the mild pain of the irritant cream, the lamps themselves weren’t a problem but the blonde realised that it was only later that the pain from being burnt would become evident. She continued to drink the clean water eagerly, trying to keep her body hydrated.

The red head was sleeping but it was a troubled sleep, she was in a nightmare again. She was running, dogs were barking, torch lights darted about looking for her, mens voices yelled. She found herself in an alley, trapped, the men were coming for her! She looked down, a metal grate in the road beneath her feet. She used all her strength to pull the cover up, and entered the shaft, then she was falling, falling, falling …..splosh !

The red head sat up .. her heart racing ...sweating. The nightmare was over, and then she saw the message.

“Prisoner sedated, lamps deactivated”

The red head returned to the chamber below, and checked on her prisoner. She rested a hand on one of the blondes breasts and could feel the warmth emanating from her flesh. She then placed the length of her finger between the two stretched out lips of her prisoners pussy and smiled wickedly feeling the heat radiating back out of her victims body.

Time to get you dressed for tomorrow the red head to herself then went to one of the boxes left in the corner of the chamber. She pulled out a semi-transparent pair of panties, they had an integrated set of plugs for the catheter, vagina and butt plug and the internal surface had been peppered with coarse sand. The clear rubber bra had been treated the same way , the red head brushed her thumb over the surfaces and concluded they were quite rough. “Someone is going to have a bad day!”, thought the red head as she pulled out a new clear latex suit. The new suit was simpler than the first one, there were a few large hoses but none of the sophistication of the first suit and its fine tubes and nozzles.


When the red head had finished the blonde was positioned back in her bondage frame, the clear loose suit revealed everything. Two machines, each about the size of a washing machine or dishwasher were connected to two large hoses that ran to the suit. The backpack which was normally mounted to the prisoners back was to one side mounted on a stand, its hoses trailed off to connections in the blondes new clear panties and bra.

Everything was ready for tomorrow thought the red head as she closed the door on her subject and returned to her quarters. She remembered the highlights of the day hoping to watch them on a replay of her feeds, in HD, from 20 different positions.


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CHAPTER V
GOOD ARID-ANCE

The red head moaned in her sleep, she was in the midst of a new nightmare, she walked barefoot across the sand, her clothes were rags, she was practically naked. The relentless sun beat down on her as she zigzagged, delirious, thirsty. Water … water !

The blonde woke up with a start, her body twitched in one violent jerk only to be restrained in her bondage. She realised that she had probably awoken just in time to receive her daily rinse down and enema. She braced herself to receive the icy cold water , her daily routine was about to begin. As her body began to awaken she started to feel the burning sensation across her breasts and she realised that she wasn’t in the same catsuit as before, this one was looser. She glanced toward the monitor and watched as it cycled through the feeds. She winced as she realised how red her behind was, and her breasts too, even though they were contained inside some clear yet slightly fuzzy, slightly scratchy underwear. As she slowly awakened she found the pain sensation increasing, hopefully the cold water would start soon.

The red head woke up to the sound of the alarm. She found herself panting and sweating as she often was after a bad dream.

“Prisoner is awake” stated a message on the screen.

Really , thought the red head. “She must be getting used to wake up time, and I’m not even going to enema her today, or give her a rinse, no need, and besides, I cant have her getting nice cold water on her when I’ve gone to so much trouble getting her toasty!”

The red hear rose from her simple bed and returned to the control room. The lights in the chamber below began to turn on and the red head took her seat at her desk and drew the keyboard near while she surveyed the screens.

Time for her morning message, thought the red head and clicked at her keyboard.

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The blondes heart sank, when was this going to end ! She truly was at a low point now, this attack on her breasts, her most intimate places, was relentless, day after day after day, she could feel tears starting to well up in her eyes but she resisted. She grunted and began to tug at her bonds, almost self destructively in frustration.

The two large machines attached by hoses to the oversized suit kicked into life. The fan and dehumidifier started to circulate the air around the blondes body, dry arid air, and again the heat lamps began their attack on her crotch and breasts, as if the sun burn wasn’t already enough.

The blonde closed her eyes and tried to focus on a happy, pain free place, and slurped on the water that was slowly being force fed to her. “This must be building up to something, surely? My captors are eventually going to want to get hands on with me, aren’t they ?” The blonde could do nothing except try and block the worst pain from her mind.

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The blonde flinched, the anti perspirant was cooling for a split second but she knew not a drop of sweat was going to come from her body. Even if it did, the dehumidifier would quickly draw it away from her, the heat was relentless, she had to keep drinking.

The red head rose from her desk, there was nothing more to do now until the evening. Today was a rest day for her, tomorrow was a day she was looking forward to more. She knew that her prisoner would be at her most vulnerable by the time all the preparation work of today was over and tomorrow she could finally get to be up close and personal while her adversary was awake, unbound, mostly, ungagged, able to beg and plead, cry and moan .... delicious !

The blonde was struggling, the dry heat was torture and the rough clear rubber was cruel to her skin.
“Let me out ! Please let me out ….. please please stop” her eyes begged …. her eyes reddening at the edge of tears on the screens.

“No, little bluebird, not yet”, smiled the red head , as she interpreted the signs of the blondes resistance crumbling. The red head returned to her quarters and stood in front of a small wall mirror, and carefully unzipped the front of her purple catsuit down to her cleavage. She peeled one side away revealing her left collarbone and the top of her breast. They were slightly red, slightly scarred, but she could feel that the healing process was close to finishing.

She smiled and lay on her plain metal bed and began to masturbate again, visualising how tomorrow would be, what she would do, how her prisoner might react, how she wanted her to react, she imagined the toys she was going to use, how she was going to use them, she imagined toys she wish she had but didn’t, but most of all she just imagined the blonde totally defeated. But for all the imagination she failed to orgasm again.

Finally for the blonde it seemed that the pain could be no worse, the air was dry, parts of her were sore but now it was getting no worse and no better. Ominously she had drunk a lot water and when she did finally pee, the catheter tube had just drained it away. The blonde waited patiently, grunting occasionally as she tried to slightly alter her position in her restraints. The minutes turned to hours and the blondes body clock told her that the afternoon had arrived and soon it would be evening.

The red head was asleep, a siesta, but once again she was in her bad dream, she was on her back looking up at the sky, the bright sun overhead, burning heat, and then the voices, friendly voices, they picked her up and then suddenly, she was in an orange jumpsuit, handcuffed to a chain belt around her waist …... “why … what did I do wrong?” …....she murmured in her sleep.

The blonde felt the tension escape from her body the moment the sound of the dehumidifier and fan stop, the heater lamps powered down, their red hot glow turning to a warm orange before returning to their dark metallic colour. Her breath echoed down the breathing hoses, slowing to a more normal pace ….. in …... out …......in ….....out …...

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Nooooooooo ! Moaned the blonde through her gag! The throbbing began instantly, she wanted to force her legs together, literally squeeze the pain out of her clit but couldn’t, it was there, erect hot and throbbing and she could do nothing, her breasts were buzzing in pain and her behind glowed more than ever. The lights dimmed again and she was cast into darkness, only bathed in the glow of the screen which flicked through the assortment of camera views.

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AEM

[Abductorenmadrid]

Chapter 5 is up, enjoy, or not !

AEM