The Misfortunes of Barbara

Saturday, 16th September 2023

Barbara hasn't had a single day off since she started working for her father's friends. Having to clean the many rooms every day at the leisure and accommodation resort that no longer belongs to her is all the more difficult for her, given that she had never even used a single cleaning utensil until she was tricked by those bastards. She is certainly allowed to stop working for a few minutes from time to time, but this is only to allow her to offer her arse, her pussy and her mouth to the resort's many customers, who are perfectly entitled to demand this sort of service from her.

As if her days and nights weren't already exhausting and humiliating enough, Barbara is also forced to regularly satisfy the sexual needs of most of her colleagues, who gleefully take advantage of this new privilege to empty their balls for free and to get their revenge for everything she did to them when she was still their boss not so long ago.

After having spent much of the night being raped by several of her colleagues, who took turns in her tiny maid's room, Barbara wakes up and gets out of bed this morning feeling completely drained. Both physically and mentally. She now has no choice but to find a solution very quickly to escape this hell, knowing full well that she obviously cannot complain to the police, as that would inevitably backfire on her.

Late in the morning, after much reflection, Barbara finally decides to quickly visit the office of a feminist organisation she knows by name, which is fortunately less than a five-minute walk from her workplace. She obviously hopes to promptly find someone there who can help her in some way.

Once there, Barbara believes she can confidentially talk to the volunteer who welcomes her so kindly. Unfortunately, this is not the case at all, as her hacked smartphone allows the Agency to locate her, listen in on everything she says, and now be certain that she will try to escape sooner or later.

Barely half an hour later, back at the resort, Barbara is immediately grabbed, stripped, tied up and gagged, before being moved to a completely different location, in the back of a particularly inconspicuous van.

While she is brutally raped throughout the entire journey by employees of the Agency who have been instructed not to go easy on her, other men are efficiently organising her official escape abroad. This will enable Bertrand and his associates to denounce her in a few days for her alleged misdeeds, so that no one will be surprised by her disappearance and will try to find her on national territory.

Now that they have sealed the fate of Barbara, the Agency's detectives turn their attention to Solange, the unfortunate volunteer who had the misfortune of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. After just a few dozen minutes of investigation, they learn enough about her to be able to put her permanently out of action very soon.

Late in the afternoon, after a drive of just over three hours and numerous gang rapes, Barbara finds herself, against her will, in the basement of the very secret medical laboratory of the Agency, where two nurses immediately fit her with a large metal collar equipped with an electronic lock that she will not be able to remove by herself.

— Because of our friendship with your deceased father, we gave you a real chance to question yourself and to become a better person. Unfortunately, you failed to take advantage of it, just as we feared. However, all is not lost, as you will now be able to make yourself useful by participating in many of our medical experiments, whose sole purpose is to increase our profits, says Bertrand, who wanted to accompany Barbara to this laboratory to humiliate her once more.

Still completely naked, gagged and severely restrained, the young woman is clearly deeply shocked by what she has just heard. In fact, if she could speak, she wouldn't be able to stop herself from insulting this bastard.

This highly cynical and utterly heartless man then uses his multifunction remote control to temporarily tighten Barbara's collar around her neck, preventing her from breathing for a few seconds.

— This was just a very brief demonstration of what will happen if you ever manage to get out of here. I think it's really important for you to know that it's thanks to the various transmitters installed in every room of this basement that your collar doesn't automatically tighten around your throat, he says to Barbara, who has just experienced a terribly distressing moment and who now fully realizes that she has probably lost her freedom forever.

Bertrand then opens one of the many drawers of the huge metal cabinet facing him, with the aim of showing Barbara the dismembered body of a woman who has been forced to wear a full leather hood and an extremely tight body harness that further accentuates the slimness of her waist and the opulence of her exceptionally voluminous breasts. Her tits, which are anything but natural, are so heavy that her torturers had to attach a short metal chain between her nipples to stop them from sagging to the sides.

The shock is obviously terrible for Barbara. But that doesn't stop her from seeing that this woman's bodily functions are managed by tubes of very different diameters that are inserted into some of her orifices. In her urethra and anus so that she can evacuate her urine and faeces. But also in her throat and nostrils, through her hood, to feed her and allow her to breathe.

After removing the five tubes that connected the quad amputee woman to her drawer, the two male nurses suspend her in the middle of the room using one of the sturdy cables that hang down from the ceiling and whose height can be easily adjusted.

Now that Beatrice is positioned vertically, those bastards remove the metal chain that prevented her breasts from falling to the side and which is now completely useless.

Bertrand then removes the hood covering the woman's head, so that Barbara can see that it is Béatrice, his most recent wife, who had officially died of a heart attack three years earlier.

It had always been obvious to Barbara that that bastard had married that woman much older than him solely for her money. And today, she has the proof, realizing that the fate he has in store for her is ultimately far worse than death.

— Please, fuck me. I promise you won't regret it. I'll be a good whore, says this sixty-year-old woman, with what seems like real enthusiasm.

— That slut will just never be satisfied, says Bertrand with a hint of irony, winking at the two male nurses who, like him, naturally know full well that Beatrice has been conditioned to act like a total nymphomaniac whenever she gets the opportunity.

Even if she realizes that Beatrice was forced to behave this way, Barbara is deeply shocked to hear this woman belittle herself so much and in such a vulgar manner, considering she was formerly so proud and arrogant.

After getting undressed, as planned, the two male nurses of African origin flaunt their enormous penises in front of poor Béatrice who then begins to beg them, exactly as she has been taught to do for the past three years.

— Please, fuck me. I really need your big cocks in my arse and my slutty pussy, she then says with a conviction that still surprises the young Barbara.

— When you think that before she arrived here, this slut was incredibly frigid and racist, you have to admit that human beings have a truly astonishing capacity to adapt and evolve, says Bertrand jokingly, watching with immense pleasure his ex-wife being raped simultaneously by the two black nurses who maintain their arousal by mistreating her enormous breasts and forcing her to give passionate kisses that might give the impression she is fully consenting.

After having to contract her vagina and her anus for a good fifteen minutes on the two monstrous cocks of those bastards, Beatrice is relieved to finally be able to receive their disgusting cum deep inside her two orifices. Even if she knows that she will now have to impose on herself what she considers as the worst humiliation.

— I would be very grateful if you could do me the favour of letting me drink your delicious sperm, says Beatrice, trying to sound sincere and hiding as much as possible the shame she feels at having to degrade herself so much in front of her ex-husband who is gloating as he recalls that she considered ingesting semen as an abomination before arriving in this place.

— We did not bother to calculate exactly how much sperm this slut has swallowed since she arrived here. But I can assure you it's absolutely massive and that she must be close to breaking a record, says Bertrand to young Barbara, while a bowl is already collecting the cum that is gradually escaping from Béatrice's arse and pussy.

Two minutes later, Béatrice frantically licks every inch of that large bowl in which Bertrand has just added no less than two hundred millilitres of his own cum which he meticulously collected during the two last weeks in anticipation of his coming.

— As you can see, this dirty slut has become a real greedy pig. So much that it's causing her to forget her manners, says Bertrand to Barbara, before slapping his ex-wife hard across her face to make her remember to be polite.

Barbara then feels terribly embarrassed and outraged at being forced to listen to the repeated apologies and thanks of this woman who clearly seems terrified by a possible punishment.

— Before coming under the care of our organisation, Beatrice was constantly complaining about her bra straps which she found extremely uncomfortable due to her very big tits. As soon as she arrived here, we naturally had to help her solve this little problem by quickly devising an ingenious and highly effective system that now allows her never to wear straps again. It consists of two sturdy metal frames that firmly encircle the base of her breasts and which have numerous small hooks that can be used to attach any fabric or other material that could serve as a bra cup, says Bertrand before demonstrating what he has just explained by covering Béatrice's entire breasts with two relatively flexible and far too tight metal frames which are naturally even more uncomfortable than the infamous straps.

This is certainly not the first time Béatrice has to endure this kind of device which has been deliberately designed to make her suffer. Unfortunately for her, today the pain is far more intense than usual, as she has just received her very important weekly collagen injections that always make the skin of her tits extremely sensitive and which allows her to maintain the exceptional volume of her incredible breast enlargement.

— As you can see, despite her age and experience, we are regularly forced to reprimand and punish her for her lack of politeness or enthusiasm. But we are not monsters, since over the next few days we will give her plenty of opportunities to prove to us that she has learnt her lesson and that she has clearly understood that she owes us the utmost respect. Which will perhaps convince us to shorten her punishment, he says to young Barbara, before sending Beatrice back into her infamous drawer, along with her tubes, her hood and her metal bonnets that painfully crush her breasts.

The drawer of his ex-wife has barely been closed when Bertrand gives the order to suspend another trunk-woman in the middle of the room. The breasts of this unfortunate lady are certainly less voluminous than those of Béatrice, but they are nonetheless incredibly disproportionate in relation to what remains of her body.

Once her hood is removed, this woman in her late forties cannot hide for long the fact that she cannot close her mouth and that she no longer has any teeth.

— It was only as a last resort that we were forced to pull out all her teeth and permanently immobilise her jaw. You might find that cruel, but that filthy whore didn't really leave us any choice, after repeatedly trying to bite one or other of our employees, says Bertrand, before adjusting the height of the woman's body and pushing his long erect cock down her defenceless throat.

Seeing that filthy pervert use this woman so brutally, without her having the slightest chance to resist, Barbara is terrified at the thought that she might suffer exactly the same fate very soon if she fails to keep her promise to do everything in her power to prevent it. Hoping to hear something that might reassure her, she then listens even more attentively to what Bertrand has still to say.

— This woman is undoubtedly the biggest slut I've ever met in my entire life. She cheated on her husband whenever she had the opportunity. Fortunately, I was able to quickly convince the poor man to get rid of her and make her pay for all her mistakes. After kidnapping her and gang-raping her for a while, we got her pregnant with her husband's sperm, as he was desperate to have a child by her. Since we obviously couldn't release her after the birth, we had to fake her death and lock her up here permanently so we could continue to teach her a lesson as often as possible. Unfortunately for her, she was never able to question herself or even accept her new status. We therefore had to regularly take new measures to be able to manage her and rape her in complete safety. And so she eventually became, quite quickly, our first trunk-woman, to whom we also removed the vocal cords so that she could never again insult our many collaborators who, for nearly twenty-one years, have been offering her all the most perverse sexual relations she seemed to need so much at the time of her marriage, says Bertrand before withdrawing very temporarily from the throat that simply cannot refuse him.

This bastard then spits repeatedly into the woman's half-open mouth before penetrating her throat again as deep as he can.

— Even if this bitch does have a lot of faults, we have to admit that she's pretty brave, since she still dares to defy us on a regular basis, just like she did just now, by refusing to drool enough, even though she knows full well that it'll earn her a very severe punishment.

Less than three minutes later, Bertrand pulls out of her throat and ejaculates copiously onto her face. After using his electric baton repeatedly on her completely shaved pussy, he quickly convinces her to stick out her tongue so he can deposit all the semen he has carefully collected using a tablespoon.

— As you've seen, even today we're unfortunately still forced to use threats and torture to get a minimum of cooperation from this bitch. I hope for your sake that what you've just seen will now help you understand what you need to do to avoid having to undergo, all too soon, the same extreme medical procedures that we were forced to impose on your sluttish mother, who is here right in front of you, says Bertrand to poor Barbara who is thus learning at this very moment, in a most shocking manner, that her mother did not die in childbirth, as she had been told since she was a little girl.