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Ordeal : Mirror Image - 13

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Abruptly Harper let go off the chain. As Roberta gasped and wheezed and tried to get her breath back and stay on her feet, the vile villain opened up the smallest package and with drew its contents. Positioning himself to be standing on her left side, at right angles to her he held up that content up for her to see.

“I had it custom made just for you “he said proudly

 “What kind of perverted toy has he got for me now?” Roberta wondered. Barely recovered from nearly being strangled the beleaguered, bare breasted, Black General tried to focus on the object.  And she did not like what she was seeing.

It was curved and relatively small, apparently made  of some kind of hard black plastic, and vaguely shaped like a fat triangle It curved inward along the bottom .There were two  large metal rings, one each  set into the  opposite sides  of  the triangle at it’s widest point   Attached to  each ring was a leather strap

Roberta recalled the  first  object that had so pleased   and delighted the %^$&# creep when he opened the boxes and examined their contents  She  deuced that what Harper was showing her now  and the item that had so delighted him earlier were one and the same. And with a groan of despair she realized just what it was.

 This was some kind of gag.

“That’s great “thought Roberta sarcastically “Just what I need”

But one point still mystified her. Harper had referred to this item as being” perfect” and a “mirror image of the real thing, what did he mean by that?

She was about to find out.

Harper tuned the gag around in his hand to give his prize a clear look at the inner surface of the gag.

Oh My God, NOOO

Her eyes grew wide in dismay and she shrieked in horror at what was being  presented to her . Right in the center of that gag was a large ( no, huge ) white stump , projecting  out at least   three or four inches  And worse still it was exact replica of the  bulbous head of  her tormentor’s own monster cock .( Right down to the pale white color and the blue veins)  It looked just exactly like same monster penis that terrified and tormented her back in the shower 

 “Aieeee ! Not that “Roberta fought to keep herself from panicking “No. No. No. “

Harper leering scarred hateful face filled Roberta’s field of vision as he moved in close. That’s right” Ex General Hot Twat” It a perfect replica of the real thing And in the times to come you are going to be having my cock in your mouth a lot .So I thought I would give you an opportunity to get used to it, so when the time comes my” pussy stretcher” will go down nice and easy into that sweet mouth of yours. And it is also coated with “cyber skin” so it feels just like the real thing. Wasn’t that thoughtful of me?”

Then after a moment he added, almost as an after thought in a pleasant conversational tone “Of course I will be fucking your hot pussy and reaming your tight asshole pretty much non stop as well.  Lucky for you there is enough of me to go around” .

And with that horrible declaration reverberating in her mind he slid the penis gag into Roberta’s helpless mouth, and quickly buckled the straps at the back of her head

“NOOOOO!..mmmph ,“ Roberta protests were abruptly cut off as the cyber skin invader filled her mouth  causing her  cheeks to bulge slightly  

Having this ersatz cock lodged in her mouth brought Roberta whole new level of degradation. She recalled the giant shinny ball gag and how it had had made her feel so especially violated every time that $%^&%$ creep had forced it in her mouth  She now  concluded that his Penis gag was even worse   It was just as invasive as the ball gag, and fact that it was shaped exactly like her captor’s freakish cock some how made it infinitely worse and so much more degrading

Reminding her self again on how “her Girls “ and the whole world  was unknowingly depending on her to  reveal  this insane  plot and  how that the damn “Strock – Bot “ was out there dressed  in her uniform , putting her people at risk ,Roberta found the anger fueled resolve to avoid falling into despair.

Roberta also noted that the panel/ mask portion of the gag was a perfect fit, fallowing the contours of her chin and cheeks like a second skin, and again  thought  “This %^$&# idiot must have spent a fortune getting all these perverse toys custom made just for  me.

 However she understood that it wasn’t over yet for she knew there was one more box to open and the tough minded ,bare  breasted ,anally invaded  orally violated  Black Amazon  was sure that the her scum bucket of a  captor had saved the worst for the last.

And she was right.

 Reaching into the final box, the scarred thug held up the final terrible item for his captive to see

“Feast your eyes of this little artifact” Ex – Captain Creamy Cunt” he gloatingly declared.

“OH Christ NO, Any thing but that! “Thought Roberta, shocked to her core by what she saw.

Her initial impression when he had earlier briefly displayed the item was correct

 It was an authentic slave collar

  Black and six inches in diameter with rounded grey edges. Roberta knew her history and recognized the hateful device as being an exact copy of the kind of restraint used on her ancestors when they were kidnapped out of Africa and brought to this country in chains.  The beleaguered Black champion noted that the collar was emblazoned with raised golden letters – P.O.C.H. (“As in pooch “she thought “which is another word for dog .And when he puts that collar around my neck   $#%^&% Scum Bucket will think he has  identified me as his slave and labeled me as his  dog- or rather his bitch “) she concluded , astounded  at the inventive perversity of this restraint and heart sick at the spirit crushing  degradation  that  being forced to wear to this hatful replica  would bring  down  on   her. Temporarily overwhelmed by the enormity of it all, she could only stand there, stunned into inactivity.

Harper, meanwhile, moved like a man with a purpose. Stepping behind his prize he placed his hands on her shoulders and then turned and marched her to the edge of the table. With a warning  to “ Behave yourself “ and a reminder that  “I have the “shock stik “ close  by  “  the twisted brute    placed  his hand at the back of Roberta’s head  and forced her face down onto the cold metal surface  Detaching the chain, he then  unlocked the  “dog collar” and removed it  from  around the  helpless Black heroine’s neck   and set it aside ,

Thought relived to be free of that damn collar Roberta knew what was coming next  She could not suppress a moan of despair as  Harper took up the Slave  collar and ,  fitting a key in a small slot  he opened  it , fit it around his captive’s neck  and locked it shut again , then carefully placed the key in his left upper patch pocket. Next he attached the chain to the new collar he yanked Roberta up right and pulled her along further down along the room.

“Come along Jumbo Jugs. It is time for my fun to finally begin.” he called out. As Roberta fallowed along she observed that the new “slave” collar was not a snug fit like the old dog collar. It hung loosely around her neck, but the busty bare breasted Black officer sadly noted that even if her hands were free she would never be able to slip or lift or force it off.

(“I will just have to find some other to get rid of this metal atrocity “) the valiant but beleaguered Black heroine grimly (and a little desperately) and silently vowed, as she tried to prepare her self for what ever was to come.

Roberta did not have to wait long to find out. 

They had only traveled a short distance when Harper called a halt and directed Roberta‘s to a bare patch of the concrete wall, The ever observant officer noted that three metal hooks had recently been into drilled into the wall at varying heights, the lowest was about six inches off the floor, the next highest was around three feet and the final hook came a close to five feet high, she deduced 

“Just the height of my ankles waist and neck”   he sharp minded Black officer concluded   “He must mean to secure me to the wall”

Roberta soon learned she was right as Harper turned and backed his prize up against the wall right in line with the hooks, and began connecting them to the strait –jacket.

In a conversational tone he explained each of the buckles on her jacket were fitted with special attachments that allowed them to “be hooked” and asked “Wasn’t that clever of me?”

“You know what you can do with your clever attachments” Roberta thought as he knelt down and, locked her ankles in a special set of cuffs he taken from his left upper Patch pocket and slung the short connecting chain over the hook

His prize was now secure, Harper stepped back

“Lookin’ good Ex – General Jumbo Jugs” the perverse thug mockingly called out

“Why don’t you see for your self? “He added directing his prize’s attention to a strategically placed mirror. Roberta looked up reflexively.

A wail of despair escaped past the penis gag has she was finally able to see the degraded spectacle which this unspeakable monster had made of her.

She saw herself standing there, naked from the waist down, her long toned subtly muscled legs, chained at the ankles and on full display. Her cunt was at least covered by the broad crotch strap, but this small concession to her dignity was entirely negated by the invasive” clitoral stimulator “and that fat butt plug, both of which seemed to   translated any movement she made into unwelcome and unwanted   but undeniable arousal, which distressed her greatly (Why am I be turned on by the situation.? What am I becoming” she wondered, bewilderedly) and forced her stand rigidly to attention. Her lush voluptuous breasts perfectly formed with their   dark aureoles and prominent nipples were out in the open for all to see, thanks to the missing front panel of the damn strait jacket. Again she noted, how, thank to the arrangement of the open panel the long front/crotch strap and her forcibly crossed arms her big beautiful boobs were perfectly framed and presented

 Roberta especially hated this.

Though  proud of the strength and beauty of her body  the proud strong Black woman  had  always  assumed  complete personal sovereignty  of her person and total control over her body  and it’ s presentation. And above all she demanded respect.

 The brave bare breasted beleaguered   Black champion found it particularly galling to forced to wear much a garment which put her so helplessly and disrespectfully on display 

Now able to regard the “Jacket” more closely Roberta spied a detail she had missed before.  Directly above her right breast (where her name tag would have been had she been wearing her proper Army uniform) was a white tag sewn into the fabric But this ““name tag” identified her   as SLUT STROCK and further told the world that she was Bitch- 2nd Class” Noting a similar tag on each of the jacket’s shoulders (   she glanced down to the right and the left) and was further dismayed at what she saw.  Had she been wearing her regular uniform jacket  she would have seen the shoulder boards , each with two stars  ( identifying  her as a “Two Star General)  but the two  tags  on the shoulders of this terrible garment  labeled  the valiant Black patriot  as a “SLAVE”

Having seen all this for the first time Roberta was struck by the incredible level of perversity of this garment. It was a grotesque parody of her original uniform, designed  to  expose ,objectify  and humiliate her

 And, right now it was succeeding

 Roberta regarded her image in the mirror

“Don’t I make a pretty picture?”She thought bitterly

“Standing here bare-assed “

“Chained to the wall”

“My pussy stimulated “

“My ass-hole violated “

“My boobs out on display

“Trussed up in this sick joke of a strait-jacket that makes a foul mockery of my uniform”

“My mouth stuffed full with a perfect facsimile of   this creep’s monster cock”

“And to top it all off – An authentic Slave collar around my neck “

Again she noted the P.O.C.H. lettering and (in an attempt to distract herself ) wondered what those letters stood for.

 “Property of Charles Harper “

Her captor’s faux friendly voice interrupted his   captive’s contemplation. .Caught totally by surprise at Harper’s words Roberta was terribly disconcerted and wondered how he had managed to figure out what she was thinking.

“How did   that &^*%$& creep get inside my head like that? “, she asked herself. For a moment she feared that he was beginning to dominate her mentally ‘similar to the way he now controlled her physically. But the tough minded Black officer pushed that thought aside 

“ Nonsense ,Bertie “ she told herself  “ More likely  that  scum bucket saw you  focus on  the collar in the mirror’s reflection “  And she was right.

Harper, meanwhile continued on in his conversational tone “My first name is Charles

 , but you can call me “Master”

“That will never happen “ thought Roberta though her silent defiance was marred by the  spirit crushing realization ,  that this collar implied she was a dog ( or more accurately Harper’s bitch) , identified her as a slave  and marked her as this creeps personal  property It did not matter what she said or thought. The collar over ruled her

Looking at her reflection in the mirror Roberta suddenly felt completely degraded, heartsick and demoralized   Right at that moment it was if everything had been taken from her. There was no help or hope for her.

 All that remained was the will to resist.

She hoped desperately she could find the strength to maintain that resistance.

But just then   the busty beleaguered brave bare breasted Black woman   was faced with more immediate concerns

“Time for the fun to begin “the scarred thug announced in that familiar lasciviously joyful voice

 Harper stepped in front of his captive and went to work on her breasts. Taking their weighty smoothness in his calloused hands he   began squeezing and fondling

The twisted pervert’s “Happy Time” had begun

For Roberta it was another installment of hell. A t first as she expected he crudely mauled and manhandled her” magnificent mammaries” , then unexpectedly he moderated his behavior and his touch become gentle and considerate , like that of a lover. Though she loathed his attentions in any form the titanic titted titian found this treatment particularly disconcerting in part because of her bodies “positive response” ( a warm fuzzy  feeling was beginning to  build  in the  in pit of   her stomach , and her cunt, already aroused by those damn stimulating” cyber skin”  fingers  was getting wet.)    She cursed her self for what she considered” her weakness” and was actually relieved when the ^%&$* scum bucket “resumed the “rough treatment”, ( though  the Black champion  could not help but note the irony  of welcoming the act of “ having my Boobs  treated like a dog’s chew  toy”  Roberta further observed that which ever   “approach Harper employed , the vile  brute always paid particular attention to her  thick  nipples and was  continually twisting pinching pulling and stretching the prominent breast buds

A  favorite and often repeated  tactic of the  %^$&# creep was  place his thumbs  over her nipples and manipulate them  the like levers  on a video game , away accompanied by a crude remark about how his prize would soon be enjoying his “ Joy Stik”

In fact Roberta hated her captor’s commentary even more than his touch.

At first he merely sang the praises of her voluptuous breasts, and how pleased his was to finally have unrestricted access to them.

 “So round “

So Firm”

“So fully packed “  

“So Perfect”

‘Oooh! I have been waiting for this for so long.”

“I will never get enough of this dark sweet tit meat”-(Roberta winced at that description.)

 I have been dreaming about having my hands on these ‘Mega Melons”-(“A wet dream not doubts “Roberta silently and sarcastically replied).

Then he began to get more graphic, describing what was immediately in store for his prize

“I’m going to strap you down and climb up and slide my super cock between your Jumbo Jugs and pump away until I blow my load right in your face.  And I will do it again and again.  Then I will use you own panties to wipe it all off very carefully. Then, as s special treat I will stuff it in your mouth.”

And that was only the beginning.

Harper described a scenario he called “ Air – Tight Roberta “ in  which she would be “frog tied” and forced into a kneeling position Two big dildos would be rammed up her asshole while three more “ pleasure stiks” would be stuffed up her cunt. All would be set on MAX. Then she would made to suck his cock until he came and she climaxed

Then there was “Roberta on a Spit “This time she would be on her hands and knees with her legs spread wide a part.  ,held in place with  shackles on her wrists and clamps behind her knees and at her ankles   A single long thick white dildo would  protrude from her ass while Harper pumped his monster cock into her helpless ring- gagged mouth. And a single electrode   held fast to her fat juicy clit by a saw tooth clip would deliver, at random intervals an electric shock. The intensity of the charge would hover mid way between pleasure and pain.

 And then there was “Roberta, Queen of the Nile”  In this sick little scenario  Harper would warp her up in yards of elastic bandages until she resembled an Egyptian mummy  Only her ass and her boobs would be left uncovered . Then she would be strung up by her ankles  and electrodes would be attached to her nipples via the now familiar saw tooth clips  These would  deliver a stimulating electrical pulse that  would  arouse and excite  her on   while  Harper would be   beating  her butt with a leather covered wooden paddle that would” hurt like hell “ .  The contrasting pain and pleasure would drive her to distraction.

 “You will be pleading with me to stop and begging me to let it go on.’ The vile brute promised as he laughed lasciviously 

(Actually I probably won’t be saying anything because you will probably forget to take this filthy gag out of my mouth “Roberta mentally retorted)

And of course he described in great and graphic detail how he intend to take plenty of time  to penetrate  her pussy  and bugger her back passage  and  fuck her face and rape her throat.

And that was just the first day!

 Then he began to talk about dunk tanks and shooting galleries and doggy shows and pony clubs and blind folded wrestling matches. But this time Roberta was a little overwhelmed by what she was hearing and could not process al this terrible information 

So it came as a real relief when Harper unexpected stepped away, and pulled up a high padded bench with a built in back rest .Placing himself upon it, the perverse creep was now eye level with the Brave Black officer’s bare breasts.

His filthy mouth is right in line with my nipples “Roberta observed. In spite of everything that was being done to her,   once again  the beleaguered bare breasted Black champion  found her self amazed at the time effort, expense and attention to detail  her captor had devoted to  this “ project”  “This %^$&# scum bucket  is one truly sick and  obsessed psycho” she thought   grimly

“Time for Round Two “he proclaimed, then added. “I am going to make a meal of your titties that will last all night long.” 

“Well I suppose that having him chow down on my boobs is better than having him  rape my ass and having to suck that awful cock” Roberta ruefully concluded  “ But not by much” she  added  some what dejectedly.

Harper meanwhile got  “right down to cases”  and was laying into those “ fantastic tits” like a starving man at a banquet , applying his lips tongue  and teeth to those “ Mega Melons” with great gusto – locking sucking chewing and biting . And all the while, grunting and slobbering like a hog at a trough.

As before Roberta noted that the $%#&^ creep paid particular attention to her nipples and would often take one of her perfectly formed breast buds between his teeth   and pulled back stretching her nipple to the limit   And some times   he would just noisily suck and slurp on them and other times he would again clamp his teeth around one or the other and chew and gnaw and “worry “it like a   dog with a bone.

As before Roberta did her best to remain silent and stoic during the onslaught – determined not to give her tormentor the satisfaction of seeing the pain and discomfort and humiliation she was enduring. She had been largely successful previously when the vile &^*%^ thug had bee mauling and manhandling her breasts. But now things had changed..

In addition to   having that disgusting mouth all over her boobs the perverted creep was now using his free hands to constantly tug on the crotch strap forcing the invasive “attachments” ever deeper into her cunt and up her ass, arousing and stimulating her, much to her dismay.

She tried to block of these feelings, but it was no use. In spite of her best efforts and all her will power she felt these urges would soon overwhelm her, driving her helplessly to a monster climax. And that, she feared would be too much to bear. Combined with all that she had ,so far  endured, being forced into an orgasm and making a public spectacle of what, for her had always been for her, an intensely private and personal act might be “the straw that breaks the camel’s back”  which  would break her spirit irrevocably( and leave her unable to resist and look for a way to escape and spread the alarm) . And even if she could get through it, the shame and humiliation of “losing control “ and screaming and “cumming “  in front of  this  %^$&# creep would be a  terrible blow  to her  morale    . “NNN! MMPPHH! NNNN! OOOOO!  PLEETH! NNN”

 The increasingly desperate Black beauty protested from behind the penis gag. She knew it would do no good but she felt she just had to do something.

 Then suddenly Harper ceased hid assault. Stepping off the bench, he shoved it aside, and in a voice quivering with excitement he said it was time to “Take things up to the next level” and began unchaining his prize from the wall.

“Uh Oh “thought Roberta “ It looks like the fore play  is over”.

Her worst fears were  apparently confirmed , when after unchaining her  Harper guided his prize   away from the wall  and the unbuckled the crotch  strap  and  pulled it down , easing the “ Clitoral stimulator  and but plug out  of the  bare breasted Black heroine’s over stimulated  orifices. He removed the attachments and set the them aside   Then, grabbing his crotch   the perverse thug spoke in his now familiar lascivious tone he informed his prize that “Soon you will be entertaining the real thing in your hot and hungry “love holes  “

 “ RRRR” NVR”” MFKR” Roberta shook her head violently and summoned up the strength  to snarl out a defiant ( though  futile) reply

Harper merely laughed at this response as he re buckled the crotch strap and attached the chain to that damnable Slave collar. Taking up the chain and moving to ward the door   he spoke to his prize as she reluctantly fallowed along behind.

“And now we will make our way to the….”  The shrill ring of his cell phone cut the scared thug off in mid sentence. Stopping in his tracks he immediately recovered the phone   from the pile of clothes on the steel table and responded at once

 “Now what” Roberta thought as she listened intently to Harper’s side of the conversation.

“Yes!”

“What?”

“Say Again”

“What Happened?”

But How?” he asked incredulously

Something seems to have gone wrong with the plan “the penis gagged Black officer observed, taking great satisfaction and relief that (apparently) the immediate threat against “her girls” and the danger to her country had been averted. She wondered if now in the confusion of this new situation her captors might be distracted and less vigilant  and she might  have an opportunity to free herself and call in the team to arrest these twisted freaks   before they could escape or cause further mischief   “I will have to really stay sharp “ she mentally declared  as she listened to  the one sided conversation unfold.

“Now? “

“Right Now?” He sounded hurt and angry

Yes Ma’m

“ Right Away  “  he replied in a resigned tone and shut off the phone.

 Turning his attention to Roberta he sullenly informed   her that there had been a” change of plans” as he  got dressed . Then, taking up the chain he led her out the door and down the corridor.

Roberta’s speculations as to what exactly was going on were cut short, when turning a corner she saw Dr Patricia Pretorious impatiently waiting for them.

Ever observant the straight jacketed General saw the crazy bitch was brandishing her high tech tablet “  I need to get a closer look at the screen “  Roberta mentally resolved , thinking it might reveal what going on and provide  some clue as to what was immediately in store for her   

Her two captors, immediately launched into a verbal conformation, as Roberta knelt down between them   , intending to remain immediately unnoticed, so as to have  a better opportunity learn something from that hi tech screen  as the Dr. and her henchman argued above her . She noted that Harper was holding tightly to the chain

Harper- “What Happened?”

The Dr. - The robot was discovered and neutralized “

(Roberta – “YESSSSS” This insane scheme is at an end “)

Harper- “But how could that happen? You said your plan was perfect “

The Dr. “I don’t know .There is no time for speculation. We need to go to Plan “B” at once

(Roberta - “Plan B?”)

Harper- (in a panicky voice) “Is there time for Plan B”?  Shouldn’t we just take her (He gestured to Roberta) and make a run for it?

The Dr.-“Don’t panic” It will take the authorities and those over endowed Bimbos in the FEM Force at least 72 hrs to find this place That is plenty of time to carry out the  back up Plan. We can still prevail. You just need to keep your head 

Harper (in a petulant tone) “But I never even got to…

The Dr. (impatiently cutting him off) –“Yes, Yes   You never got to consummate your “relationship “with your toy. Is that what is bothering you? “

(Roberta –“Looks like I was literally saved by the bell –or should I say ring tone “)

Harper- (sullenly) Well, Yes

The Dr. - In an exasperated tone) “Don’t worry. I will modify   “Our General’s   programming to include a protocol that will require her to regularly submit to you and satisfy all your urges

(Roberta-“ I don’t like the sound of that” ) 

And she liked what she had finally been able to read on the tablet screen even less  . The Dr, having won the argument now   held the tablet where Roberta could see the screen  But because she was holding it above the kneeling Black officers head   the text was  back ward or reversed to her POV . However the sharp minded bare breasted Black officer was able to “decipher” that terrible text .It left her with a feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach

  Under the heading of PLAN B there was a check list of four entries    with a box beside each.  With a sinking heart Roberta read the list – BREAK STROCK- was the first point. This box was unchecked. Recognizing that this indicated that her captors knew she was still unbowed and defiant, the brave Black warrior allowed herself  a moment of satisfaction before realizing that it likely meant that there was more intense abuse in store for her. (“My strength only buys me more pain” she ruefully observed)

HUMILIATE and VIOLATE, each with its box checked off were the next entries.  (“I have certainly had plenty of both since this insanity began “Roberta thought. )  As the valiant Black officer considered the implications of the final and unchecked entry-

HYPNOTIZE. , the confrontation between her captors was winding down. The Dr was going over Harper’s   “PLAN B” duties.

The Dr.- “You know your job .Alert and inform the rest of the staff as to the situation and over see their evacuation.  Make sure all the decoy material is in place. See to it that our own get away route is clear. Then join me in  the main lab”  She held out her hand

Harper – “Yes All Right I will” He passed the chain to his employer

As Roberta  witnessed” her hand over”  she wondered if this was a case of  “ Out of the frying pan and into the fire “  Though she was glad to be finally free of Harper perverse attentions  and safe ( for now at least ) from  the violent rape and  prolonged sexual abuse he intended for her ,  the  brave Black woman   could not help but wonder what  she would be facing  now that she was in the Dr.’s custody. Looking back on all she had endured she asked herself  

“What more can they do to me?”

 She was about to find out.


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the narration of Harper's discomfort over the penis gag is super hot