Tonya Harding, Slave Girl [Part 4]

 

 

"Tonya Harding, Slave-Girl!" (04/10)

Chapter 13

Tonya was half-asleep when she vaguely noticed that the room didn’t seem to be quite as
dark as it had been, but in her misery, she paid no overt attention to it. The room was
fairly well-lit by the time the Doctor walked in.

"Are you OK, Tonya?", he asked, "You seemed to be having a bad dream or
something."

"Nancy shrunk me…",
Tonya replied, her voice shaky, "She put me in a
maze with some rats… the rats raped me… and then… then Nancy took me… she took
me… and… she was… she wanted to… cut me up… dissect me… like you do with…
with a frog…". Her sobbing started anew, and her words trailed off…

"OK, I see," he said, "Tonya, what’s happening is that your mind is
reacting to the situation; subconsciously, you feel like a lab animal, trapped and
helpless. It’s quite normal, I assure you."

"But… but why…?"

"See, Tonya," he explained, patiently, "The intensive therapy requires
that the patient be reduced to a state of pure helplessness and then built back up, so to
speak; the idea is to ‘start from the ground floor’, if that makes any sense."

"But… it hurts… hurts so bad…", she said, still sobbing.

"I’m sorry for that, Tonya," he replied, a tone of genuine sorrow in his
voice, "But it has to happen that way; if we did this at a regular pace, it would
take months, or even years to resolve the pain that you have inside. This way, you have
the opportunity to rebuild yourself and get on with your life quickly."

"But… does it… have to… hurt… hurt so much?"

"I’m afraid so, Tonya," he said, apologetically, "You’ll learn how to
work through the pain, and then maybe even make it work FOR you; you know, like, ‘No pain,
no gain’? Oh, not meaning to change the subject, but are you hungry?"

"Yes! Can I have something to eat, please?", Tonya asked.

"Certainly!", he replied, "Let me loosen these restraints, and we’ll see
about getting you fed."

"SHE… won’t be there… will she?"

"Nancy?", he responded, "No, just you and me at dinner, Tonya; it’ll be
easier for us to talk without her around…"

The Doctor loosened Tonya’s hands and feet, helping her get up off the bed. She was a
little bit shaky, and he had to steady her to keep her from falling. With some difficulty
at first, they walked out of the bedroom, and over to the elevator. As they got in, Tonya
looked at the Doctor.

"Can I have something to wear? Like a robe or something?"

"Unfortunately, Tonya," he replied, "I can’t give you one; you have to
be naked. The reason is that at this point, you need to be completely free of anything
that you could ‘hide behind’; clothing would give you a psychological ‘barrier’ that could
keep the therapy from working. Does that make any sense?"

Tonya nodded in agreement.

The elevator doors closed, the Doctor pressed the button, and it started moving; after
a few seconds, the car slowed, stopped, and the doors opened. The two of them walked out,
and the doors closed behind them. They walked down a hall, stopping in front of a door.

"Let’s go in, Tonya."

The Doctor opened the door; in the middle of the room, there was a chair that looked
something like a dentist’s chair. Tonya gave it a curious look.

"Sit in it, Tonya."

Tonya sat down; the Doctor started attaching leather straps to her ankles. She started
to protest, but the Doctor shushed her.

"Tonya," he said, "This is your feeding chair. Every time you eat,
you’ll be strapped in this chair. This is NOT open to question. Is that clear?"

"Yes…"

"As of this point, you can do nothing for yourself; everything will be done for
you."

He continued to fasten the restraints to her arms and legs. He put a thick strap around
her waist, and one around her forehead; she was now totally immobilized!

"What happens if I have to go to the bathroom?" Tonya asked.

"That, too, will be taken care of for you; we’ll do that right after you get done
with dinner."

The Doctor pressed a button; the armrests started moving down, puling Tonya’s arms with
them, and pulling her body back farther in the chair, fully exposing her breasts! Another
button, and her legs were splayed apart, leaving her hairless pussy exposed and helpless!
One more, and the chair gently tilted back. Tonya was now ready to be fed…

The Doctor pulled a cart filled with several different pieces of equipment over to the
chair, and took a dental spreader, placing it in Tonya’s mouth and forcing her jaws open.
Next came a gag with a large hole through the center; he slid it into her mouth, pulling
the spreader out. Two straps on the gag were fastened to hooks on the headrest, after
which the he showed Tonya a large tube.

"This is your feeding tube, Tonya," he explained, "I’m going to put it
down your throat to feed you. Swallow it."

Her eyes were wide with horror! She screamed through the gag! His hand brought the tube
closer and closer…

Tonya felt the tube going into her mouth, and past her tongue. The Doctor inserted it
slowly, steadily; Tonya started gagging, and he stopped for a moment to let the feeling
pass.

"I said SWALLOW it, Tonya! There’s nothing you can do to stop it, and if you try,
you’ll keep gagging!"

He continued easing the tube down Tonya’s throat; she started to swallow the tube, and
it went down easily. The Doctor inserted the tube several more inches, then gave it one
final shove to get it into her stomach.

"Feeding time, Tonya…"

He connected the tube to a small pump, which had a jar full of something that looked
like baby food. The flick of a switch, and the pump came to life! The tube jiggled as food
started moving through it; a couple seconds later, Tonya felt the food start to fill her
up inside; she felt her stomach swell as she became more and more full!

The Doctor pressed on her stomach, touched his chin, felt her stomach again, and with a
look of satisfaction, turned the machine off. He disconnected the tube, holding the end up
high so that any remaining food could flow down. When he was satisfied that the tube was
empty, he slowly withdrew it from inside Tonya. When the tube was fully withdrawn, he
covered the opening in the gag.

"Now, Tonya, we’ll take care of your other bodily functions."

He pressed a button, and the chair tilted back more; Tonya’s legs were raised, readily
exposing her anus. The Doctor moved a TV monitor over, positioning it so that Tonya would
have a direct view. He took a video camera, positioning it for a clear shot of Tonya’s
pudendum.

Tonya felt her butt cheeks being pulled apart; she looked at the monitor, and two metal
‘hands’ were spreading her helpless ass apart! A metal tube protruded into the ex-skater’s
immobilized anus, opening the internal sphincter as well, and immediately started to
expand! Another tube came into view, with a sort of ball on the end. It was threaded
through the metal tube, into Tonya’s bowels; it went deeper and deeper inside her, finally
stopping. The metal tube contracted, and was withdrawn, leaving the girl’s anus to close
in around it.

Next, two small metal ‘fingers’ parted Tonya’s labia; a small metal tube penetrated her
pee-hole, slowly moving up inside her, up to her bladder, where the motion stopped.

"Tonya," the Doctor explained, "I told you that you would be reduced to
a state of utter helplessness as part of the intensive therapy, and that includes bodily
functions; you’ll have no control whatsoever as to how or when. Now, we begin…"

Tonya felt warm water flow into her; she moaned through the gag. Her bladder filled
quickly, and the water stopped; just as quickly, it started draining. Her bowels started
feeling full from the high colonic she was receiving. Soon, her bladder was completely
drained, and the cycle started again, but this time, with very cold water! She gasped
through the gag! Her bowels were feeling fuller and fuller with each passing moment; she
started feeling like she would burst! She wanted to be able to release the pressure in her
tormented intestines, but was helpless to do so!

She looked at the monitor through her pain; she could see her belly swelling from the
water! Just as she felt like she was going to burst, the water stopped flowing; she felt
the pressure easing, and she could tell that she was being emptied out…

A few minutes later, all the water was out of her bowels; she wondered if they would be
filled with cold water, like her bladder had been. Tonya’s bladder felt very
uncomfortable, being filled and inflated with nearly ice-cold water! It hadn’t started
yet, and she waited, impatiently; every second started feeling like an hour, with the fear
of being filled up by an almost-freezing enema!

The Doctor watched silently. Tonya’s helplessly bound body was shivering with fear, and
her eyes were wet with tears; he knew that she was ready…

"Tonya," he said, "You must now accept the fact that you’ve reached your
breaking point; this is the most crucial stage of your therapy. Your helplessness is
total; I can see that you’re scared as to whether or not I’m going to fill you up with
cold water. I’ll make it easy for you; I AM going to do it, because you have to cross over
the line. After this, we start building you back up again. Now, I’ll start the water
flowing…"

Tonya tensed up as the Doctor started the pump; in a moment, she screamed through the
gag as the ice-cold water started to fill her up! She struggled against the restraints as
her bowels filled, powerless to prevent the freezing intrusion! Her eyes were closed
tightly with pain and fear; she couldn’t see her belly distending from the water inside!

The water flowed for an eternity; Tonya felt like her belly would burst at any moment!
Then, suddenly, it stopped! The Doctor removed her gag, and she groaned in pain!

"Now, Tonya," he said, with total authority, "You must confess to me
that you are totally helpless. Tell me…"

"I… I…", Tonya started, hesitating between her sobs, "I… I’m…
heh… heh…"

"Say it, Tonya!"

"Heh… heh… heh…" The remnants of Tonya’s ego were trying to exert one
last shred of control over the situation…

"Keep going, Tonya…"

"Heh… hel… hel… hel… hel…p… hel…p… help… help… me… help…
me… help me…"

"SAY IT, TONYA!!!"

"Help… l… l… leh… leh… less… help… less…"

"WHAT ARE YOU, TONYA?"

"Help… lesss…" Tonya was now sobbing openly…

"SAY IT AGAIN, TONYA!!!"

"Help… lessss… help…lessss… help..lessss…", she sobbed, the few
remaining fragments of her ego giving way to the inevitable…

"HOW HELPLESS, TONYA?"

"All… all… the… way…"

"ARE YOU TOTALLY HELPLESS, TONYA?"

"Yesss… I… I… am…"

"TELL ME THAT YOU’RE TOTALLY HELPLESS, TONYA!!!"

"I… I… I’m… to… tot… to…tal… total… totally…
help…lessss…"

"SAY IT AGAIN, TONYA!!!"

"I’m… totally… help…lessss…"

"AGAIN!!!"

"I’m… totally… help..lessss…"

"SAY IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT, TONYA!!!"

"I’m totally… helpless…", Tonya sobbed, straining to put her heart into
it, "I’m totally helpless…"

"I DON’T BELIEVE YOU, TONYA!!!"

The helplessly bound Harding lay silent for a moment, trying to find the energy to
convince her captor of what she was saying. She was weak, but she had to…

"I… I… I’M TOTALLY HELPLESS, DAMMIT!!!" Tonya screamed, as she broke into
a loud wail, finally realizing the true depth of her situation! She screamed, wailed and
sobbed uncontrollably, knowing that she’d been reduced to nothing!

At that point, the Doctor pressed the button, and the pump started up again, emptying
Tonya’s bowels and bladder; she didn’t notice it through her pain. He leaned over and
whispered in her ear.

"Let the pump suck it all out of your system, Tonya…"

As Tonya continued her unearthly wailing, the Doctor noticed that the door was ajar,
went over, and found Nancy intently watching Tonya’s agony. He went into the hall with
Nancy.

"Enjoying yourself, Nancy?"

"I never thought I’d see Tonya like THAT, Doctor… I mean, you told me what you
were going to do, but I just didn’t realize it would be that… that…"

"Intense?"

"Yeah…"

"It DOES tend to be a little bit… messy… at times…"

"What are you going to do next?"

I’ll let her cry for as long as she needs to; she’s at a point of catharsis right now,
and she needs to get everything out so we can go on.", he explained.

He walked back into the room; looking at Tonya, still wailing, still sobbing, he felt a
twinge of guilt, but knew she’d be better for having gone through everything. The pump
turned off, having emptied her completely. He pressed one of the buttons, and the tubes
started to withdraw from her bowels and bladder; the small urethral tube came out quickly,
but several seconds passed before the end of the colonic tube finally came out. He pressed
another button, and the ‘fingers’ released her labia, followed by the ‘hands’ releasing
her buttocks. The Doctor moved the machine out of the way, then took the monitor and video
camera away, leaving Tonya strapped into the chair, sobbing and wailing, oblivious to
anything around her…

Chapter 14

Tonya felt something warm flowing against her body; she tried to look around, but her
head wouldn’t move. Neither would her arms, legs, or any other part of her body, she soon
realized.

"You’re in a whirlpool bath, Tonya," the Doctor said, "It’s to help you
relax after your feeding. It tends to be kind of…" a grin started to appear on his
face, "…stressful…".

"How… how’d I get… here…?"

"I took you out of the chair after you exhausted yourself," he explained,
"After about an hour, you’d cried yourself to sleep. How do you feel now?"

Tonya had to think about it for a while; after all the torment she’d been through, she
thought she’d be miserable, but…

"I feel… okay, I guess…"

"More relaxed? Feeling better about yourself?"

"Mmmmmm…", Tonya thought for a moment, "Yeah, I do…"

"A lot less of the hurt that you were feeling?"

Tonya had to think about it for a while. She thought about the pain from her parents,
Jeff, the Olympics, Nancy; she could barely feel any of it now.

"Yeah! It’s like it’s hardly there anymore…"

"Excellent!", the Doctor replied, "That was exactly what was supposed to
happen! You see, what I did was force you into a state of catharsis; I drove you to your
breaking point, then I let you cry until you got everything out of your system."

"So does that mean we’re… done?", Tonya asked, hopefully.

"Oh, by no means," the Doctor responded, "But we’re over the biggest
hurdle now, so it’ll be easier from now on…"

"So what happens next?", she asked.

"Well, you’ll go into training;" he explained, "Nancy will be your
trainer. She’ll work with you to build up your self-esteem, and help you get your life
going again."

"NANCY???", Tonya responded, shocked, "Why would SHE help ME?"

The Doctor pressed a button, the whirlpool shut off, and the water started draining.
When the water had drained sufficiently to allow him to reach in, he unfastened Tonya’s
wrist restraints, then her forehead, waist, and finally ankle restraints, and she was
free! He helped her out of the bath, and handed her a towel; as she dried herself off, he
spoke.

"I think I’ll just let you find that out for yourself, Tonya; when you get dried
off, I’ll take you in for your first session with her…"

Soon, Tonya was done drying herself; the Doctor motioned her to follow him, and he led
her out of the room. They walked down the hall, and came to a closed door. He opened it,
and they walked in.

There was no chair in the middle of this room, and Tonya felt a flush of relief. She
looked around, and saw several items sitting on a table, but nothing that she felt any
inordinate sense of fear about…

Yet.

"Tonya, face away from the door, kneel down, with your knees spread apart, and
your hands behind your head," the Doctor ordered, as he left the room, "Then
wait, and don’t move!" The door closed.

Tonya did as she was ordered; she started to worry about the "training" that
Nancy would put her through. As she waited, the fear grew inside her; ‘What is Nancy going
to do to me?’ she wondered.

In the next room, unbeknownst to Tonya, the Doctor and Nancy were monitoring her
intently; Nancy turned to him.

"Should I go in now?"

"No," he replied, "The longer she has to wait, the more scared she’ll
get about what’s going to happen to her; she’ll be much more cooperative that way. You’re
not in any big hurry, are you?"

"Oh, no," Nancy responded, "I was just wondering why you were waiting so
long, that’s all. I guess it makes sense…"

On the TV monitor, they could see Tonya starting to fidget; she was getting very
restless as she tried to maintain her position of obedience. She flexed her leg muscles as
best she could without losing her increasingly uncomfortable pose, but the expression on
her face told of her discomfort. The two watched and waited for a couple more minutes,
then the Doctor turned to Nancy, smiling.

"It’s time…"

Chapter 15

Tonya was now very sore from holding her position so long; she wanted desperately to
flex her body, but she didn’t dare, guessing that she was being watched. Her entire body
was starting to feel like a ball of fire, but she couldn’t let herself move! Her eyes
started to fill with tears from the pain; just as she thought she couldn’t hold on
anymore, the door opened!

She turned to see Nancy enter, once again dressed in the black leather outfit she was
wearing when she cut off Tonya’s clothes with the skate blade! Nancy was brandishing a
riding crop; she quickly walked over to Tonya and gave her butt a sharp WHACK with it!

"OUCH!!"

"Did I say you could turn around, SLAVE???"

"Please don’t hurt me, Nancy!!"

WHACK!!

"OOOOOWWWWWWWWWW!!!!"

"Answer my question, SLAVE! Did I say you could turn around?"

"No, you didn’t!"

"What was that?"

"I said ‘No, you didn’t!’, Nancy!"

WHACK!!

"You will NOT address me as ‘Nancy’, SLAVE! From now on, you will respectfully
address me as ‘Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice’! Is that CLEAR, SLAVE???"

"I’m sorry, Nancy!!"

WHACK!!!

"What did I just TELL you, SLAVE???"

"You said to call you ‘Mistress Nancy, Ice Goddess’"

WHACK!!!

"You weren’t listening very carefully, SLAVE!! I said that you will RESPECTFULLY
address me as ‘Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice’! Is there ANYTHING about it that you DON’T
understand now?"

"Yes, Nancy… Mistress Nancy… Goddess of Ice…"

"That’s better…", Nancy said, standing back and smiling.

"Please… please don’t whip me anymore, Na… Mistress Nancy, Goddess of
Ice…"

"Why shouldn’t I, SLAVE???"

"I… I’ve… changed… since I got here… I… I’m sorry for everything that
happened… Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice…"

"Prove it to me, SLAVE Tonya!"

"How… how do you want me to… prove it… Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice?"

"To start with, take my right boot off, SLAVE Tonya…"

The leather boots that Nancy wore were shiny black, coming up to the middle of her
thighs; a zipper in back would release their hold on the sleek legs.

"Yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice…"

Still kneeling down, Tonya reached around, starting to pull the zipper down, but Nancy
stopped her.

"SLAVE Tonya, you have NOT shown my boots the proper respect! You must kiss and
lick them with love and respect BEFORE you take them off!!!"

"How do you want me to do that?", Tonya said, quickly adding the necessary
"Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice".

"SLAVE Tonya, kneel before me and start by kissing the toe of my boot, then lick
it all the way up to my thigh!"

"Yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice…"

Tonya knelt down, holding Nancy’s boot with her hand, leaned forward, and kissed the
toe; she stuck her tongue out, not quite sure what kind of taste to expect, and started
licking it. The taste of the leather was strange to her; it tasted fairly similar to the
way it smelled, so she didn’t find it objectionable. Her tongue made a trail up Nancy’s
boot, and she raised her head as she got farther up Nancy’s leg. Nancy looked down and
smiled.

"I’ll accept that, SLAVE Tonya! Now, you may remove my boot, but SLOWLY…"

"Yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice…"

Tonya once again reached around, this time taking the zipper in hand, and slowly
pulling it down. Down, down Nancy’s leg it went, with a gentle sound coming from the
zipper itself. When the zipper was down to Nancy’s ankle, Tonya lifted her leg, and pulled
the boot off; Nancy’s foot was now bare in her hands…

"SLAVE Tonya, in order to get MY forgiveness, you must first get my KNEE’S
forgiveness!"

"How do I do that, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice?"

"You must kiss and worship my knee, SLAVE Tonya!"

"Y…yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice."

If not for her present situation, Tonya would have probably asked Nancy if her knee
could talk; she dared not, though… She took Nancy’s knee in her hands, and gently kissed
it, then looked up at her Mistress.

"Is that good enough, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice?"

Nancy thought about it for a few moments; Tonya was doing ok, but she needed a REALLY
good payback for the pain she’d caused…

"SLAVE Tonya, my knee will accept your worship, but says that since you were
responsible for the clubbing, you MUST freely allow it to club YOU in return! Stand up,
and close your eyes, with your hands behind your head, and your legs spread apart, so that
my knee may properly punish you!"

Tonya stood as ordered; Nancy put her hands firmly on Tonya’s shoulders. Nancy waited a
few moments, then brought her knee up to hit Tonya’s pussy! Tonya was anticipating it,
though, and brought her legs together to deflect the blow! Nancy slapped her across the
face, furious!!!

"SLAVE TONYA!!! Didn’t I tell you that you had to FREELY allow my knee to club
you???"

"Yes… yes you did, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice…"

"Then WHY didn’t you, SLAVE???"

"I…I’m sorry… Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice…"

"I’m going to do it AGAIN, and THIS time, I don’t want you to try and stop it AT
ALL!!! Is that CLEAR????"

"Yes, it is, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice…"

"Now, I’ll to count to 3, and when I do, my knee will club you; is that
understood? One…"

Tonya started shaking in anticipation; she hadn’t wanted to stop Nancy, but her legs
had closed in a reflex action. Now, it was all she could do to keep her legs spread,
knowing what was coming…

"Two…"

Tonya gulped; suddenly, Nancy’s knee came crashing up into her clit! Tonya was dazed
for a moment, then felt a lightning bolt flash through her nervous system! She screamed
and fell to the ground, her hands now covering her pussy!

"Three!" Nancy sneered at the tormented ex-skater!

"OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!", Tonya cried as she lay writhing on the ground!
She was getting short of breath, and her cries started to come in short gasps!

"Get up, SLAVE Tonya!!!"

"OWWW! OWWW! OWWW! I… OWWW! can’t!!!"

"WHAT? Are you DISOBEYING an ORDER, SLAVE???"

"NO!!! It just… OWWW… hurts… OWWW too much…"

"You haven’t SEEN ‘HURTS’ yet, SLAVE!!! Now GET UP!!!"

As Tonya tried to stand, Nancy grabbed her arm, dragging her over to the side of the
room and cuffing her ankles, making her face the wall! Nancy grabbed her wrists, pulling
them behind her back, and putting cuffs on them, too! Tonya was still crying as Nancy
attached a cable to the wrist cuffs; she screamed again as the cuffs were pulled up,
courtesy of Nancy and a winch in the ceiling!

"Now, we’ll demonstrate ‘hurts’, SLAVE Tonya!"

Tonya was bent over, her arms being painfully pulled back by the cable; Nancy pressed a
button, and her legs were pulled apart, exposing her anus. She picked up a foil wrapper,
and held it up for Tonya to see.

"This is a ginger suppository, SLAVE Tonya; horse trainers use them when their
ponies don’t behave! Soon, you’ll see why they’re so effective…"

Nancy unwrapped the suppository, placing it on her finger; she put it right up to
Tonya’s helpless anus, and with one quick shove, before she could clench her cheeks, it
was in!

"This will take a few moments to start working…"

Tonya felt the suppository start to melt inside her; it was warm, but then…

"OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!! IT’S BURNING ME UP!!!!"

Tonya’s body looked like it was doing the Lambada, the Twitch, and the Freddie all at
the same time at she writhed in agony; her restraints were the only thing keeping her from
running around like a headless chicken!

"OOOOOOWWWWWWW!!! MAKE IT STOP!!! MAKE IT STOP!!! PLEEEEASE!!"

Nancy just stood and smiled; she was in no hurry to relieve her former rival’s pain. ‘A
little pain is good for the soul’, she thought.

"PLEASE!!! STOP IT!!! I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!! I’LL DIE FROM ALL THE PAIN!!!
PLEASE!!! I’LL DO ANYTHING!!!"

"Anything, SLAVE?", Nancy said, the essence of composure.

"ANYTHING!!! PLEASE!!! MAKE IT STOP!!!"

"SLAVE Tonya," Nancy intoned, slowly and carefully, "If I stop your
pain, you must agree to worship my body, and give me pleasure!"

"I’LL DO IT!!! PLEASE JUST MAKE IT STOP!!!"

"Do you worship me, Tonya?"

"YES!!!"

"WHAT are you supposed to say, SLAVE Tonya?"

"I…OWWWW! I…WORSHIP YOU… OWWW!! MISTRESS NANCY… OWWW!! GODDESS OF…
OWWW!!! ICE… OWWWW!!!"

"And you’ll behave from now on, SLAVE Tonya?"

"YES!!! I’LL BEHAVE!!!"

"WHAT?"

"I’ll BEHAVE… OWWW!!! MISTRESS NANCY… OWWW!! GODDESS OF… OWWW!!! ICE…
OWWWW!!!"

"Very well, then," Nancy said, her voice full with complete assurance,
"I’ll stop your pain; I’m going to give you an enema that will stop the ginger from
burning."

"PLEASE!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!"

"WHAT?"

"PLEASE GIVE ME THE… OWWW! ENEMA… OWWW! MISTRESS NANCY… OWWW!! GODDESS OF…
OWWW!!! ICE… OWWWW!!!"

Nancy picked up an enema bag, already filled, and hung it on a hook in the wall; she
inserted the nozzle into Tonya’s burning anus, but didn’t release the clamp.

"You WILL behave from now on, WON’T you, SLAVE Tonya?"

"YES!!! YES I WILL! PLEASE GIVE ME THE ENEMA… OWWW! MISTRESS NANCY… OWWW!!
GODDESS OF… OWWW!!! ICE… OWWWW!!!"

With that, Nancy released the clamp; the water flowed, filled with ingredients to
counteract the burning from the ginger. It took a few moments to start taking effect, but
Tonya soon felt relief from the burning that was inflaming her rectum. Her screams soon
died down to whimpers as the pain subsided.

Once Nancy removed the nozzle, the water didn’t stay inside Tonya for long, though;
Nancy had prepared for the inevitable by putting a basin underneath Tonya’s butt.

When Tonya was relatively calm, Nancy pushed the button, and the cable holding Tonya’s
arms up slowly released; she was surprised that the captive Harding hadn’t pulled her arms
out of their sockets with her agonized writhing!

Nancy released the wrist cuffs, then knelt down to release the ankle cuffs; Tonya was
unsteady, so Nancy held her. Tonya started to cry, burying her head in Nancy’s shoulder.

"Please… please don’t hurt me anymore…"

Nancy hugged Tonya close, trying to comfort her; a thought ran through her head that
she would NEVER have imagined herself ever doing anything to HELP Tonya, but imagining the
pain she’d just been through, she decided to make an exception. For the moment, anyway…

Continued in Part 5

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