Indentured by Lacey Kane Read Free Book Online

night.”
    I jumped when the cold wipe rubbed over my anus. I squealed into my gag when the needle pressed into the sensitive area just beside my sphincter. It stung worse after he removed the needle than it did going in, and a painful pinching, squeezing, tightening sensation spread out like tentacles from the point of the injection. Then there was heat. Crazy heat, like my ass was on fire, leaving me panting.
    “ Now we’ll repeat that process for your cunt,” he said.
    I shook my head and moaned into my gag, but he didn’t pay me any mind.
    He moved in front of me with a fresh vial and needle, then bent to where he could have access to my sex. “The process takes about a day or so to complete. I’m sure you’re already feeling the chemicals at work.” With two fingers, he spread my pussy lips apart. He pressed two gloved fingers deep inside with the wipe, rubbing it very close to my G-spot. The needle followed, delivering a painful stab that pushed tears to my eyes.
    The same tentacle-like spread followed, and within seconds everything between my waist and upper thighs felt like a cramping inferno. I couldn’t stop my tears.
    “Like the birth control, that will last for three months before we’ll need to repeat the process.” He stood before me, then licked the path of tears along my cheek. “Should give me plenty of time to decide whether or not to increase the dose for a tighter fit.”
    He disposed of the needle and vial, then selected another, larger vial from his bucket. “This is a lovely formulation.” He took out a large syringe and filled it with the liquid, but there was easily four times as much left in the vial as there was in the syringe. “This will increase sensitivity by eight to ten times in the area in which it’s injected. The best part, we’ve discovered, is that if it’s injected into a nipple or the clitoris, it causes a n ear-constant state of arousal. After injection, the nipples and clitoris are always swollen and distended. In the nipple, the sensitivity spreads to encompass the entire breast area. In the clitoris, it spreads to the vulva, the labia…”
    I tried to pull away as he moved toward my right breast with an alcohol wipe. Of course, I failed. He rubbed the wipe over my sensitive nub much harder than was necessary. A moment later, he pushed the needle straight through the center of my nipple. I sobbed and screamed, but it did no good. When he’d forced all of the stinging liquid into me, he removed the syringe and blew lightly on my tit. The tiny breeze created by his lungs felt like an arctic blast.
    “You should notice some increased sensitivity right away,” he murmured. “But the full effects won’t be in evidence until tomorrow. By then, a feather tickling your tit might be all that is necessary to send you into a screaming orgasm.”
    He’d filled another syringe and was now rubbing a wipe over my left nipple. “This one lasts six months…” The tip of the needle bit into the center of my tit. “But the only side effect of dosing more frequently than that is exponentially increasing sensitivity. So you never know what I might decide to do.”
    This time, as he withdrew the syringe, he took my nipple between his teeth and bit down lightly, but I screamed into my gag from the pain of it. Both my breasts felt so frozen and full and heavy, and he took a few minutes to use his tongue and teeth on the pair of them.
    For a moment, I thought maybe he wasn’t going to inject this stuff into my clit, as he’d hinted. But then he pulled back, selected and filled a new syringe, and dropped to his knees.
    My clit was already sensitive and cramping from the other shot he’d given me, so the simple touch of the alcohol wipe was enough to have me recoiling and trying to get away, to close my legs, anything to keep him from touching me there. In no time, though, he pressed the syringe all the way in and delivered the cold burst of liquid. I was shaking, crying,