The most disturbing sexual thing I could think of.
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Thread Topic: The most disturbing sexual thing I could think of.
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The following story is for entertainment purposes only. If you at all feel uncomfortable while reading this, please understand that it only gets worse. There is no shame in skipping straight down to the comments. Any persons, locations, or actions discussed in this story are purely hypothetical and the actions that take place did/do/will not ever be committed by me. This story will also be hidden from recent posts for the sake of users who do not wish to view it. I also believe I missed the point of the original thread, but this is what I got. With this being said, please enjoy the most disturbing sexual thing I could think of, and please leave any feedback you might have.
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*is scared*
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(Part 1 of 2)
She is a body. Not a person.
A person is free. A person can act and speak however they choose. She is not able to act nor speak, and so she is not a person. She is a body.
She cannot act because she cannot move. She cannot speak because her voice was taken long ago. She was not the first. Nor will she be the last. Most of my girls go up for sale to my preferred customers. They aren't cheap mind you, but at $40,000 to $50,000 of your US dollars, a living, breathing sex doll is still a very good deal. This one I have with me is named Emily. She is here now, and so I will tell you her story.
I am a surgeon living in one of those countries at the eastern outskirts of Europe. A pretty rough society still, poverty is common and unless you have money and connections, you're eff'd. Needless to say, I have both. We also have beautiful girls here. Eastern European countries are well known for that. Fortunately (for me), a lot of these girls don't have families. I pick them up in neighboring cities in the lower end bars dotting the decrepit and withering streets. Never collect where you live. And never go for the rich. They always have better connections than you.
I never choose my subjects. They always choose me. Even though I have been doing this for longer than most of my subjects have been alive, I am still relatively attractive. I let them make the first move. They come to me and talk. They try to get to know me and I tell them what they want to hear. They never suspect that this will be the last night they can call themselves people. I take them around town. I buy them pretty dresses. I take them to expensive restaurants. I want them to feel good. Desperate girls are always so easy to win over. The last thing I do is I invite them to come join me. Emily wanted me. She wanted me so badly it was difficult not to laugh. When I finally gave her the chance, she jumped at it. I invited her to join me in a hotel for the night.
We enjoyed the night. While she had the time of her life, I was making mental notes of any blemishes or issues with her body. Other than a small birth marks and a couple moles, I saw nothing. Her teeth were a little yellow, but that wouldn't be a problem. She even made it easier for me. She was almost blind without her glasses.
As the night faded in to the very early hours of the morning, I injected her body with an anesthetic. She would remain in a deep sleep until I needed her awake for training. While she was asleep, I made my way down to the concierge desk and paid for the night. I make sure to tip them well. I also make a side note to not come back for as long as possible. Dont want to raise suspicion. I carried her out of the hotel through the front entrance. Even though she was heavily drugged, the motion made it seem as if she was just in a light sleep. If anyone would look at me or question my actions, I would just smile and tell them, "late night." The less suspicion the better.
We would begin preparations as soon as she was home. I would strip her of her clothes and wash her body well. People in poverty are always so filthy. I would also be sure to write down any blemishes I saw and check for any I missed the night before. After that, she would be firmly secured at the wrists, forearms, ankles, and thighs. She would also be gagged, as we waited for the anesthetic to wear off. -
too long sowy :p
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i just read that wtf?
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(Part 2 of 2)
This is when we begin the toy making process. The first step is to remove her ability to resist or fight back. So her limbs are removed. Her arms are removed at just above the elbows, and her legs at just above the knees. I do not leave them at just stumps however. Steel rods are inserted and fastened to the bones before the wounds are stitched up. This process is very delicate and requires the patient be awake. The potential for death is much higher if the subject is asleep. During this process, the vocal chords are also cut. The subject can no longer speak, or even make any noise for that matter. She is now totally mute.
Her stitches would be cleaned regularly for several weeks as we waited for the wounds to heal properly. At this point, a silicon wrap is placed over the stumps and then a layer of white satin is wrapped around that. With the exception of the metal rods, the effect is actually quite beautiful.
This is when we begin the "dolling" process. Layers of skin, usually from her shoulders and stomach are removed and carefully grafted over any blemishes. With time, the aesthetic changes are almost impossible to spot.
The toy "Emily" still poses a threat however. Teeth have a nasty habit of biting at the most inconvenient times. So we remove them. They are instead replaced with a silicon bracer to keep her lips from curling in. And some of my customers say that it's even somewhat pleasurable when they try to gum you. Like a strange massage.
After this process, she has to learn to eat again like a baby. I prefer using baby formula as it already has all the vitamins and minerals in it. Two or three times a day she is fed via bottle. In the beginning, I simply place the bottle in her mouth and let her drink. Then I place the bottle near her and make her work for it. Once she has mastered grabbing the bottle, laying on her back, and drinking while holding it with the metal rods, I blind fold her. She has to be trained to search for things with her mouth in the dark.
I also begin blurring the lines between pain and pleasure. She is a toy physically already. But she still has to become a toy mentally. For Emily, I would spend two hours a day torturing her and stimulating her simultaneously. Stretching things. Close pinning things. Whipping things. She would react the most to hot wax. Even though she was blind folded during this process, I made sure she knew exactly what happened to her. After her torture sessions, I would make her watch videos I recorded of the process, as well as whatever hard core torture p--- I could find. Since she could not talk or give any other form of signals, this process continued until her squirms of pain, and her squirms of pleasure became one in the same.
By this time she is not only physically a slave, but mentally a slave. Her mind no longer resists, she has become totally submissive. At this point I will apply the last modification to make her a toy. She is already unable to speak. She is immobilized and unable to communicate herself. But until now she was still able to see and hear. A true slave toy can no longer move, speak, see or hear. But can only feel.
I apply another dose of anesthetic and administer laser surgery to her eyes while blasting her with very loud sounds through a pair of head phones. When she is blind and deaf, she is ready.
Emily was my latest work. I think Ill keep her around. She looks so pretty as a wall decoration. By applying O-rings to the metal bars in her arms and hooking them to a chain, I was able to mount her on my bedroom wall.
If you would like to purchase any of my girls, please let me know. Give me an age and race you'd prefer and I will give you my price estimate. -
Not sure if there is more to this,didn't disturb me XD
I liked it though,creative-I can see this becoming a horror flick. -
Meh, Jade you're like me. We're desensitized guys. XD My disclaimer was mostly for the younger peoples.
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This really wasent that disturbing. I'm used to really disturbing things after watching Abraham Lincoln Vampire Slayer. xD
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Wow.. please don't ever compare me to that piece of crap ever again.
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I think though,it woulda been more affective if it was written in the sub point of view :P
Stories like that usually get to me more. -
Whatever. It really wasn't that disturbing. ._.
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The only problem is that at a certain point, they would feel nothing. I could write a different story from the subs point of view, but I'm naturally more of a dom, so my sub writings wouldn't be as good.
Also, if I do write a sub story, it'll take a bit more time. I did a ton of research in to actual torture rape cases and survivor stories before I wrote this. I'll need to do more before I can do a sub story. -
Ah okay,understood.
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XD so that's what a sex toy is. Gawd. I'm not grossed out, just alittle disturbed xP
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