Thread: Angels With Flithy Souls(Devilla-Roche & BennyQ)

Anton watched as Olivia wordlessly obeyed, any thought of resistant or doubt long banished from her time for the time being. Anton was always exhilerated when test subjects turned out exactly as predicted, and he could tell by the look in her eye that she was completely docile. In effect, he could do whatever he wanted to her and train her to thank him enthusiastic for it, whether it be more raping or torture. He took this moment to inspect her body and though there wasn't any drastic changes to her shape, there were certainly improvements. Her hips seemed a little wider, opening up a small gap between her thighs and her breasts slightly increased in size. Taking the anal plug first, he strode around Olivia to her rear. Shamelessly, he ran his fingers lightly over her pussy to see what sort of reaction she would give. This is your first toy, for your tush. This plug is slightly smaller than my own cock and will keep your rear hole well shaped and tight for my usage. You will be required to complete a set of exercises every day, in which you must squeeze your rear around this plug for a specific time period in order to condition it to pleasure my cock. Do you understand slut? He asked, and before he got an answer he inserted it deep into her anal, using the straps to bind it firmly to her body. With that step completed, Anton strode around towards Olivia's upper body and grabbed the back of her neck harshly. He yanked up her head from where it lay on the table and stared into her eyes with a smile. How does it feel? Uncomfortable? You'll get used to it and perhaps even come to appreciate and enjoy it. Now stay still, with your head held high. Anton said with a smile as he picked up the collar he had chosen for her. It was a band of thick black leather, threaded with small chain along its edge, with a thick ring of steel hanging off the center to connect with a leash. This he connected around her neck, strapping it tight but enough for her to breathe comfortably. Do you like your toys? Now come with me. This next step is particularly messy and I don't want to give nurse Dahlia extra duties tonight by making her clean the lab. Be a good pet and get down on the floor and follow me. Anton said, flicking his fingers and pointing at the ground as if she were a small dog being told what to do. He what to see her crawl eagerly after him to this next stage, that would involve a glimpse of pain and some blood. He intended to pierce her nipples in a very rudimentary style. He led her out the lab, walking slowly and giving her a kick in the side if she lingered or was too slow, and led her to a small chamber nearby, halfway back to her cell. It was small, containing a single table, a chair, and two large boards crossed like an X in the corner. The walls and floors were thick stones, giving it an ancient appearance and somewhere there was the faint dripping of water. An intentional leak, to help break the mind of any unfortunate soul trapped in here for an indefinite period of time. The constant dripping would pervade their minds, helping in breaking down its walls. Go and stand in front of that rack. Anton ordered, pointing at it.