an instrument and examined Jennifer's eyes. Changing instruments she looked up Jennifer's nose. The dried vomitus from earlier didn't escape detection.
Sasha reached into a drawer and withdrew a bulb syrnige and filled it with water. She then went to Jennifer and quirted a bulbfull up each nostril. Jennifer sneezed the water out and the process was repeated. Afterwards Sasha got a device out that looked like a wedge. She then forced Jennifer's mouth open and placed the wedge against the girl's teeth, effectively preventing her from closing her mouth. Yet another instrument was used to look at the slave's throat.
After this inspection was over with Sasha put on some gloves that were coated with a resin of some sort and walked over and pulled Jennifer's long tongue out. The resin tasted horrible and Jennifer wrinkled up her face at the taste. Her tongue was examined and then the jaw wedge was removed. Jennifer sucked her tongue back in and tried to work it against her teeth to remove the taste of the resin.
Sasha then attached clamps to both nipples and to both inner labia on the poor slave girl. Even though the clamps hurt Jennifer didn't dare utter a sound. Sasha went to the counter and came back with a specimen swab. She reached down and parted Jennifer's labia with the clamps and ran the swab around inside. Placing it carefully into a package she labeled it and got another one. This one she ran up into Jennifer's uretha. The dry swab dragging against the delicate tissues hurt and Jennifer let out a yelp. For this Sasha gave one of the labia clamps another turn.
Taking the swab to the counter Jennifer watched as Sasha placed the swab into a test tube. She then squirted something into the test tube and set it down. Walking by Jennifer on the way out she flicked the nipple clamps playfully sending waves of pain into Jennifer's nipples.
After a while Sasha returned and looked at the test tube which had now turned blue. She noted something in a notebook and threw the tube into the garbage. Then reaching into a draw she withdrew a small douche bag. It looked to Jennifer like it didn't hold more than half a liter. Sasha ran the water to get it hot and squirted something into the bag. She then filled the bag. Jennifer relaxed, thinking that she was about to be douched. Her mother had told her that humans often washed their vaginas out.
Jennifer watched with interest as Sasha attached a long extension tube to the douche hose. She then walked over to Jennifer and forced the narrow tube up Jennifer's pee hole. It burned going it but at least it was lubricated. Once fully inserted Sasha released the clamp and squeezed on the bag very hard. Jennifer could feel the pressure from the liquid entering her bladder. Then suddenly it began to burn. It started hurting worse and worse. She began to cry from the pain of the caustic liquid. As Sasha finished flattening the bag she clamped it off and let it drop to the floor. The hose was just long enough for it to reach without pulling the extension out of Jennifer's bladder. She cried at the pain of the liquid.
'I'll give you something to cry about you filthy animal.'
Sasha said as she whipped Jennifer accross the stomach with a multi-tailed whip. The evil whip mistress was correct. Jennifer started screaming from the pain of the burning liquid in her bladder and the sting of the whip accross her front. Sasha finished striping her good and then brought the whip up between Jennifer's legs several times, stinging the soft flesh of the girl's vagina and inner thighs. Sasha then roughly removed the catheter from Jennifer and Jennifer started to pee. The burning from the liquid and the raw spots in her uretha soon brought her to the realization that it hurt worse to let it out. So she stopped.
Seeing this Sasha reached into a drawer and brought out a battery with wires attached. She then attached a circuit of some sort to it. The circuit module had more wires that came out into terminal connectors which were mated with the labia clamps on Jennifer. As the final connection was made Jennifer screamed at the pain of the electricity passing through her tiny vagina. She began to pee forcefully. After the stream began to drop off Sasha removed the device from her victim's clamps. Jennifer continued crying at the buring pain in her bladder. Sasha then released the clamps from Jennifer and put them back in the drawer. As before the places where the clamps were began to hurt worse, increasing the tears from Jennifer.
Sasha then left the room. Almost a dracmar later a man entered. He was wearing a leather mask, shorts and a belt with various whips hanging from it. Jennifer couldn't tell if it was the same one that had brought her here. He was carrying some sort of metal manacles. He immediately went to work attaching them to Jennifer's ankles and wrists. They were two piece and bolted together. After tightening the bolts with wrenchs the man tested the fit. From the size and heft Jennifer knew that they were going to hurt after a while. The man then bolted a collar around her thin neck.
After he was done he attached a leash to her collar and release the clamps that held her to the rack. She slowly and painfully stepped down from the perch she was on.
Without a word he led her out into the hallway. Up a level he put her in a room without fastening her to anything. A few moments later he returned with a large brush and a bucket of suds and a hose and proceeded to wash her down. She stood still and allowed him to wash her in the way that he wanted. The soap in her many whip marks hurt but she dared not utter a cry.
Afterwards he attached her wrist manacles to chains coming from the ceiling and adjusted them so that she could just barely stand flat footed. Several dracmars later when she was dried he returned and led her back to her stall upstairs. Once in her stall he locked a chain coming from the bed to her collar. Later one of the slave maids came in and brought her a meal. Judging from the light outside it was nearly dark. After eating and painfully peeing in the toilet Jennifer wiped herself and went to her bed. She looked slowly around her cell and then laid down and cried. It had been a long and painful day.
