With the coldness of a mad doctor, Miss Star pushed an icy instrument into Julies sex and began opening it up with a small turn-screw. Julie grew red with embarrassment, as the woman gestured the two men to look between her wildly spread thighs, viewing all of her hidden charms.

“There it is, Gentlemen. Her hymen is indeed intact. You have yourselves a virgin. I beautiful one at that. If she is not too used up, I’d like a chance to own her when you’re done.”

“I’ll give that some serious thought, Miss Starr. To tell you the truth, I have not thought about the afterward till now,” Rob replied.

“Feel free get undressed, watch, make yourselves comfortable,” she insisted. Reaching above, she rang a small bell from an overhead cord. Four exotic young prostitutes came giggling in. “Make the men feel at home, Girls, but don’t block their view.”

Julie’s head rested on her tied arms, giving her a perfect view between her spread thighs at the evil woman standing there. As the woman ran one of her soft hands over her quivering flesh, she reached below the table. The hand came up with a plastic pail and a long clear hose. The tip of the hose held a long, sinister-looking plastic needle.

“You’re going to a party tonight, Little One,’ the woman explained, ‘I’m here to prep you. You need to be fully empty. Can you feel that little hole I’m rubbing now? It’s your pee hole, Darling, and this long needle goes right in…there.” The young girl screamed as the rod tore through her urethra. After a click of the hose, the sound of liquid running into the pail filled their ears. She continued caressing the girls lower abdomen with her free hand. “That’s it. Let it all go. Girl. Empty yourself out for us, then we can continue.”

When the trickle stopped, Miss Star, wiped the girl off, removed everything, lowered her legs, and attached new leather cuffs to the girl’s ankles. Another bar slide out from the table and she momentary, cuffed both legs there. Then running off for a few seconds, she returned with a large, roll-away, standing mirror and a stand holding several large red bags with hoses. The mirror was stopped behind the girl, then angled towards the men and their whores.

“I want the men to see that beautiful ass of yours, but your face as well,” she explained to Julie. “Now let’s roll you over to your side.” Leaving one ankle attached at the end of the table, Starr released the other and rolled the girl over, keeping one hand on her ankles, the other over her naked ass.

The men peeked to the mirror grinning at that perfectly shaped, small ass, wriggling under the woman’s caressing hand. It was young and firm, with cute dimples, and a slight apple shape. As they watched, the woman pulled a cable from the ceiling, latched the girl’s remaining ankle, and flipped a hand switch, forcing it to rise towards the roof. Julie shook her head in horror and disbelief, as the leg rose, stretching her sex open to all. Her beautiful ass exposed the mirror behind. When the cable stopped, Julie was left struggling on her side, one leg flat, the other lifted high in a cheerleader pose. The tendons in her thigh strained. Starr fumbled with all the hoses and bags behind her, than sat another larger bag on the floor. Taking a tube of thick lube, she began to work it, first over a long nozzle, then the tight, oval muscle of the girl’s anus.

“Have you ever had an enema?” Miss Starr questioned the horrified girl. In response she violently shook her head making unintelligible noised through the ring gag. “Mine are marvelous, you won’t even have to leave the table. Right here, with these hoses and switch, I both fill you up and empty you out, as much as I want. I will go and go until I feel the fluids run clean.” She ran a finger across the little girl’s clit. “I like to make sure the process is both painful and humiliating,” she added with a pinch to Julie’s hidden bud.

Julie groaned, as the long nozzle with its attached balloon was forced deeply through her bowels. After insertion it was pumped up, ensuring a tight fit. One hose ran up to a heavy bag, the other down to the one at the floor. About partway down that hose was a small pump ball.

Both men watched the erotic show in pleasure while mouths expertly worked on their stiffened pricks.

“Now, Honey,’ Miss Starr explained, ‘The first one is a mixture of mineral oils, Epsom salt, and carbonated water. It will stay inside, work its way into your lining, while eating away at any stools you may have. It will have to liquefy enough so that it passes through the additional hose to the floor. The gas in the carbonation will also help with this, besides making things very uncomfortable for you, Little Lady.” Without farther wait, she reached above and unclasped the first clamp. “Watch her face, Gentleman’ It added to her humiliation. Also, you will notice the flexing of her ass. She will try uselessly to stop the flow to her bowels.”

She caressed her hand over the poor girl’s trembling belly, “There it goes. It is very powerful at that height. You will not be able to staunch the flow. Watch and you will see your little belly grow.”

Julie sobbed. The woman was right. The flow was like a faucet on high. Her lower belly began to tighten and stretch out over the table’s surface. Her weak ass muscles tightened and squeezed but the effort went was for naught. She could feel the many bubbles running around inside her, and hear the beginnings of grumbling in her guts. While the liquid still flowed, the sharp cramps began. Her young eyes looked pleadingly back at the woman.

“Already?’ the woman asked, ‘Yes, I do feel the cramps inside you. You are small, no wonder they come so soon. Anyway, there is still a quart left. We will wait till it’s empty.”

The woman’s words were like a stake through Julies heart. She could only imagine the pain to come.

Once the last of the bag gurgled into her belly, Miss Starr changed out that bag for another, watching the girl moan on the table. After about 15 minutes, she leaned down from behind the girl, her hand on the larger clamp. She ran a finger through the virgin’s soft hair.

“You look in terrible pain, Honey,’ she teased, ‘Are you ready to let everyone see you shit your insides out that tube? Eyes open, Darling; Look at the men.”

The clamp of the large tube was released, and Julie groaned aloud. Loud rushing fluid could be heard gushing through the tube and splattering into the bag below. The first was one long wave, then smaller gushes could be heard, as the girl tried to hold back. As Starr pumped the bulb, more was forced out.

“Let it out. Let it out. The more you hold in, the more gallons I will fill you with. The next is ready to go; Less oil, more of soda and alcohol. Guaranteed to burn a little.”

The woman was correct, the next gallon was like fire to her guts. She was made to hold that in another 15 minutes. After that the mixtures became weaker, until the last several were just water. Each time Miss Star inspected the hose for clarity. Finally, the hoses were removed and the girl cleaned up, washed, and perfumed. Both men had emptied themselves several times into the available whores while watching her degradation. Strapped flat on the table, legs slightly spread, the girl shivered up at the group gazing down on her naked flesh.

“The last thing left is to install fear in the girl,’ Miss Starr explained. ‘As you know, while the pleasure of orgasm on the girls face was so very erotic; The look of fear is ten times more pleasing to the eye.”

“Isn’t she already highly frightened. You have tortured her. She knows we could kill her at anytime,” Billy asked.

“She needs a special fear. One that will carry with her through her ordeal. Just watch; I have just the thing,” Starr smiled. She went to a cupboard and returned with a black wooden box. The box she sat on the table next to Julie’s head. The straps were tightened across Julie’s body, then a second one was strapped over her thighs. The box was opened revealing a glass syringe and three adjoining vials. “These come from one of the best fertility clinics in the country,’Starr explained, ‘The first is a strong mixture of hormones, the next two are a mixture of hormones and powerful fertility drugs. On women in the 35 to 45 range, it gives them an 80 to 85 percent pregnancy range. On someone as young as you, Darling, it can bump that range up much higher.”

Julie looked back, eyes wide in horror. She watched helplessly, as Miss Starr prepped the first vial, rolled her hip back, and stabbed the needle into her naked thigh. The burning fluid slowly emptied inside her body. With a alcohol pad, Miss Starr wiped the spot, and rolled Julie back. She could feel the warm liquid moving through her bloodstream. Before prepping the next vial, Starr ran her fingers over the girls pert breasts tweaking the hard nipples.

“That will make these swell some, maybe tingle. You will feel flushed.” Her fingers left Julie’s breast and lingered in the soft curls of her bush. “The hormones will prep your body for sex. Your little lips will begin to swell and become puffy. You will become damp, as your body produces its own lubrication. You may want to thank me for that, as the first cock opens you up.”

The next vial was prepared and Miss Starr rubbed a spot on Julies abdomen with the pad; It was not her thigh this time, but a soft place above the juncture of her left thigh, midway, lower left of her belly button. “This spot is closer to your sexual organs,” she announced before stabbing the needle down and pressing the plunger. After that, the last shot was given on the other side.

One of the naked whores rolled in a strange metal apparatus that was placed beside the table.

“I will let you gentlemen borrow this. It is perfect for presentation. A little help with her, if you will,” she asked.

The apparatus was black metal. The square bottom frame had four sturdy lockable wheels. Its majority consisted of a single curved bar with one flat, short, metal seat in the middle and a hollow head rest on one end. The bar and frame held several strong, eye bolts and loose hard rubber straps. The bar was one long arc, from the front metal of the frame to its dipped back head rest.