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Rated: GC · Interactive · Fantasy · #1147339

John must reach the exit of this world without becoming a woman

This choice: Visit hell  •  Go Back...
Chapter #8

Taken to the lowest level

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Rather unnerved by the cruelty of it all you simply nod your head not wanting to appear weak to this rather evil woman.

She gives you another of her sardonic grin "I'm pleased to hear that, let me lead you now to the lowest level of my complex"

She then takes you further down the rather dark and oppressive corridor then pauses in front of very large iron reinforced oak door. Giggling she puts a key from her key chain into that large iron reinforced door and pushes it open to reveal yet another staircase. Her hands pointing at the unlit stairs she declares with a feral grin "John lets us descend to hell"

You visibly shudder as she says that and gulping you rather nervously start your descent to the lower level. The narrow staircase seems to go on for ages and you realize this lowest level must be at least 100 metres below ground. You also realise that if not for the lantern the slave Mistress carries, you would both be in absolute darkness.

Eventually you reach the bottom and see that this level is fitted into a natural cavern, reinforcing that sense of a descent into hell. The cavern had been totally dark until she flicked a switch. Nonchalantly she says "To save on power I leave it dark down here when I'm not playing with my new pets, given how they are constrained they don't need the light anyway"

The large cavern reveals row upon row of mattresses and on each of those lies what you assume is a woman. It is unfortunately hard to tell as the poor things are stuck inside in tight rubber bags that cover them from head to toe. At best the poor things could only wiggle slightly in those strange bags. You notice that some are even prevented from doing that as their bags are tightly strapped to the mattresses preventing any movement at all.

She grins when she notices you looking at them "That is for the really naughty girls who make a fuss when we try and clean them up"

Your face becomes completely ashen as you take in the horrible cruelty of it all. If anything your reaction seems to encourage her to greater descriptive efforts. Rather matter of factly she informs you "The girls are diapered and mittened before being placed in the restrictive bags, they get feed through a special dildo tube stuck and secured in their mouths so they can be left like that for days at a time. Their food is of course laced with all sorts of nasty things to help them loose control and make them more compliant. In addition their ears have special headphones placed on them so they can't hear anything but the special tapes played to them. Of course in the bags they can't see anything even when the lights are on"

You shudder having seen more than enough but ask "So how long are they kept here?"

She smiles pleased by your question "Oh it depends dear on how long it takes to break them. The strongest girl I had resisted almost three weeks. Of course as a suitable disincentive to holding out we keep them here for three time the length they hold out for. That woman was here for almost three months. At the end of that time her mind was completely destroyed, no use as a diaper slave but a wonderful example to the other girls"

She pauses and points to the left "We actually still keep her down here so she can serve as an example for the new girls of what not to do. Want to see her?"


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