Prelude

 

The naked woman who came walking confidently up the corridor from the Treatment room showed no signs of any shyness. She wore her collar proudly and her leash swung between her breasts as she walked but she seemed quite at ease with it. She swung her arms easily by her sides, allowing her naked breasts to sway and shake as she took long, graceful strides, her hips rolling. She passed Prince Edric and Rowenna without a glance and went straight to the grey haired man who had just bought her.

"How may I serve you, sir?" she asked him.

It was undoubtedly Livie Judd. But Livie Judd as Rowenna had never seen her.

The man gave them a somewhat smug smile.

"I don't know if this is the person you think she is, but this is definitely the one I bought," he said.

"Yes, it's my sister-in-law," Rowenna said sadly.

"Hello, Rowenna," Livie said brightly. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there. How are you? And how's Gard?"

"Your husband is well, as far as I know," Rowenna said sharply. She was finding it hard to deal with Treatment when seen from so up-close and personal.

"Good!" Livie said without any sign of embarrassment and then subsided, standing close beside her owner and clearly happy to wait there until told to do anything else.

The doctor who had overseen the operation came out of the control room.

"It seems to have taken perfectly, but there is a small test we always carry out to be quite sure," he said, ignoring Rowenna but making just the slightest nod in the prince's direction. "Please tell her to hold up her breasts because you want her to have them beaten and pierced," he added, addressing the new owner.

"Hold your tits up, girl. I want you to have them beaten and pierced," he duly repeated.

Livie gave not the slightest sign of any demur and simply squeezed her sizeable tits together and held them out to her owner.

"No, the doctor," he told her and she swivelled immediately to face him.

He took a small whip from his nurse and without any hesitation snapped it hard down across both pale mounds of soft flesh. Livie grimaced as her breasts were stung and her hair was momentarily disturbed by the passage of the lashes but she held her position, even moving her head back a little more to clear the doctor's aim. He whipped her again, and again she winced but made no attempt to move. The doctor kept it up until he had laced the upper surfaces of the breasts comprehensively with pulsing red lines of pain and Livie was biting her lip and whimpering but still not attempting to move. Rowenna, riveted despite herself had counted twenty-five lashes and noted that Livie's hips had just begun to swing salaciously when he stopped and took out some sterilised needles. Again with no attempt at foreplay he took a pinch of whipped flesh and thrust a needle straight through it. Livie caught her breath and looked down at her breasts but stayed steady as he did it again an inch or so further along, towards the nipple, pushing the needle through and then wiggling it about for good measure. A soft whimper escaped her and her hips began to swing noticeably now. A third needle went in and she let out a throaty groan and re-settled her grip on her breasts, squeezing them even tighter and her eyes followed the doctor's hands eagerly.

"Now tell her she's being punished please, sir," the doctor told her owner.

"You're being punished...Livie, was it?" He looked enquiringly at Rowenna who nodded reluctantly.

"It was," she said.

The doctor picked up another needle and another pinch of skin just below the last one and pushed the needle through. This time Livie whimpered rather more loudly and there was no swinging of her pelvis. After five more needles tears were rolling down her cheeks but she wouldn't make any move, just cried out now as each needle went through sensitised skin.

"And now if you would tell her that it's alright, you have relented, she is no longer being punished?" the doctor asked, taking yet another needle out of its pack.

Livie's owner did as asked and Livie gave him a look of adoring gratitude then offered her breasts up even more eagerly as the doctor pierced her again. Now she sighed deeply as the sharp, shiny needles went through the skin several more times in both breasts, and as the final needle went in, her pelvis was beginning to swing once more.

"There! That's entirely satisfactory, Mister Arlovic. She shouldn't give you any problems now, but if she does then please feel free to return her. We recommend she is allowed to orgasm - by whatever means you choose, masturbation is fine - at least once every day. But of course above and beyond that, it's entirely up to you how many times she does or doesn't orgasm."

The doctor gave the prince a perfunctory bow and returned to his control room just as another slave was led in on her leash to be Treated and to have her old personality shunted aside to allow a slave to take its place.

Mister Arlovic told Livie to remove the needles and hand them to a nurse, then he bowed too. "I'm sorry the young lady was known to you, but as you can see she is perfectly content - Treatment simply doesn't allow her not to be. I don't know if it would be too painful or not, but if her husband ever wanted to...?"

"That's kind of you," the prince said before Rowenna could make any response. "I'll relay that message to him, of course."

Then picking up her leash, her owner led Livie away to start her new life.

Rowenna sighed. "Well that's a good start to my ambassadorial mission. I just lost my brother his wife!"

"Oh, come on, Ro! You couldn't help it, it was just pure bad luck. You did all you could. Now come on, my father's waiting for us."

Somehow, Rowenna realised, she had now to re-focus her mind on why she was here, to win the support of King Brogan in fortifying the Southweal against Emperor Quinlan and the Earl of Bodran - now Duke of Ashera too.

She took her seat back in the limo and looked at Breda still kneeling patiently, waiting to be told to go back to licking the prince's cock. She thought for a moment about asking her about her past and how she felt about being Treated - but there was no point, she knew what the answers would be, she had been there before. They would be the same as Livie would now give. There was no point in being sentimental, they really weren't people any more and she wondered if Gard might be intrigued by seeing his wife now. Maybe he'd get off on fucking her as a flesh and blood sex machine. She made a note in her mobile of the owner's name and then snapped it shut and began to think about what lay ahead.