{"loaderData":{"4":{"story":{"id":"98ff57ac-46c1-417b-a600-4c4a7905fbf6","seriesId":null,"seriesName":null,"currentUserId":"00000000-0000-0000-0000-000000000000","added":"2019-08-06T13:14:33.619Z","title":"Ortolan","slug":"ortolan","shortId":"qOS7nGME","authorNote":null,"disclaimer":null,"type":"Short","paidUrl":null,"synopsis":"A slave is punished for her transgression.","partCount":1,"parts":[{"partId":"bfa1a97d-9ecf-4ba4-9080-29cd412021f3","title":null,"summary":"Amber\nstood, secured tightly to the pole in the center of the room. The\nchains that bound her were f","wordCount":1998,"readTime":10,"number":1,"state":"Published"}],"currentPart":1,"contentTitle":"Chapter 1","content":"

Amber\nstood, secured tightly to the pole in the center of the room. The\nchains that bound her were few but effective- she had heard the slave\ngirls that bound her mention something about leaving the maximum\namount of flesh exposed. The tight chains cut deep into her newly\nplump body, reminding her of how she had spent the last few months\nafter her crime.

\nIn\na moment of anger, violation, and disobedience, she bit her Master's\ncock while He used her face and throat. She instantly knew she had\nmade a grievous mistake, and was immediately filled with intense\nregret. She had immediately been piled on by other slave girls, and\nat His command she was taken to a bare concrete room (Other than what\nappeared to be a small faucet and hole on the wall) and left locked\ninside.

\n\tSome\ntime later, two slave girls entered carrying a few pieces of\nequipment. Amber let a slave put a complicated looking gag on her\nwithout protest. The gag had a set of straps for the back of her\nhead, the solid clicks as they were closed telling her they were\nsolidly locked. The feeding tube starting its way down her throat was\nharder, but she forced herself to swallow through the discomfort. She\ndidn't want to make whatever her punishment was any worse by\nresisting. She felt the tube come to rest in her stomach One slave\ngirl twisted a piece on the tube to lock it securely to the gag's\nmouthpiece, while the other girl connected the other end of the tube\nto one of the faucets.

\n\tThe\ntwo forced Amber onto her back and lifted her legs up. One slave girl\nspread her labia and began to insert a catheter into her urethra.\nAmber hissed at the sharp pain, then groaned as she felt the securing\nbulb inside her bladder swelling. The other girl was sucking on what\nappeared to be a large, narrow, hollow buttplug attached to a tube.\nAfter the catheter was placed, the first slave girl spread Amber's\nasshole while the other slowly inserted the plug. Amber groaned at\nthe insertion. It wasn't the thickness, it was the depth. Amber\nswore, as the slave continued slowly, painfully feeding the tube into\nher ass, that she felt it starting to penetrate her stomach. Finally,\nthe slave girl stopped, and Amber sagged slightly in relief. That\nstopped when the bulb inside her started inflating, thicker than she\nwas comfortable with and deeper than she had ever experienced. Amber\nmade a strange gurgling sound at the sensation, halfway between\npleasure and pain. One slave attached the catheter to a one-way\njunction in the shit tube, and the other attached the shit tube to\nthe hole in the wall.

\n\tFinally,\none slave spoke. “Alright, let's test the system. Open up the waste\ntubes and I'll start the feeding test. If the sensor at the end of\nthe feeding tube is working correctly, her stomach should be filled\nto near max capacity most of the time.” She tapped a few buttons on\na remote she carried, and a thick brown fluid started to flow out of\nthe faucet towards Amber's face. The talk about her stomach seemed\nunreal- what kind of punishment was this?- when the fluid reached her\nface. That snapped her out of her reverie, and she could only watch\nwith mild panic as the fluid disappeared into her mouth, continuing\ndown the tube directly to her stomach.

\n\tShe\nstarted feeling full rather quickly, but the fluid showed no signs of\nslowing down. Her stomach started to feel very painful, very quickly,\nand she started holding her stomach and making what pleading sounds\nshe could through the tube towards the slaves. They showed no emotion\nor mercy as they watched her expanding stomach. Just as she thought\nher stomach was about to rupture, the feeding stopped. Amber slowly,\npainfully, rolled from her back to her side, trying to find a\nposition where her stomach wasn't in agony. She eventually started to\nfeel a little better, the slaves still watching, when more fluid came\nrushing down the pipe- just enough to fill her back up to near\nthe Breaking\nPoint again.\nSeeing that the sensor worked and their task was done, the slaves\nleft the room to let Amber suffer.

\n\tAmber\ndidn't leave that room for months. The high-calorie fluid was pumped\ninto her at all times, and the tubes took care of her waste needs.\nShe noticed her body growing quickly. She tried to fight it at first,\njogging in place and doing jumping jacks and pushups to the best of\nher ability with all the tubes inside her. A short time after she\nstarted, her feeding started to cause her entire body to feel like it\nwas made of lead, near impossible to move. She decided the feed was\nbeing drugged with paralytics. She got the message. Laying still and\ngrowing wasn't all that occupied her time in her little prison.

\n\tThe\nother slaves knew about what she had done to Master. Many were\nindifferent. Then there were the zealots, the ones that would gladly\ngut themselves if Master ordered. They were not happy with Amber's\nact. Slave girls came into her room what she guessed was every day,\nthough she quickly lost track of time in the always-bright room. She\nwas never sure which slaves were there to amuse themselves and which\nwere there solely to inflict pain on her, but the end result was\nusually the same- Amber in agony. One favorite technique was to\nattach strong electrodes to her body and give her random shocks,\nlaughing at the jiggling of her new soft, stretchmark-covered body as\nshe made slight pained sounds through her tube. Sometimes her waste\ntubes were shut off, and her waste was allowed to build up inside her\nbody. Due to the sheer amount of feed she processed, this quickly\nbecame unbearable, only stopping when the slave girls started to\nworry about rupturing something. Killing a slave before her\npunishment was something none of them wanted to risk. Sometimes their\ntorture was a simple but effective beating, leaving her so bruised\nshe sometimes couldn't move to relieve the agony in her stomach.

\n\tMonths\npassed, though it seemed like an eternity to Amber. Her body had\nrapidly grown, she now weighed in at about 250 pounds from her\nprevious 150. The time blurred into quiet, solitary periods where\nAmber focused on the pain from her massively stretched stomach, and\nvisits from the slave girls, where other body pains would distract\nher for a little while.

\n\tEventually,\ntwo slave girls entered the room. Amber cringed as she normally did\nat this point, fearing what tortures they had devised. The slave\nhowever started disconnecting Amber, removing the tube from her\nstomach first. Amber gagged as it came up, but managed to keep the\ncontents of her bloated stomach inside. She didn't want to make\nMaster angry at this point, for she knew He could come up with\nsomething worse than the previous ordeal. The catheter and anal bulbs\nwere deflated, and both tubes removed. The two slaves helped Amber\nupright, the months attached to the tubes limiting her ability to\nexercise her limbs. They walked Amber out of the room, through\nseveral corridors (Amber was so disoriented from her captivity she\nhad no idea where they were going) and into a circular room with\nlarge, solid steel doors lining the walls and a thick pole in the\ncenter. Amber was lead to the pole, and allowed herself to be secured\nto it with heavy chains. She offered no resistance in her disoriented\nstate. She was confused, was the feeding room not the whole\npunishment? As the slaves finished binding her to immobility and\nleft, Amber looked up at an observation window overlooking the room.

\n\tThere,\nshe saw Master surrounded by slaves, one's head between His legs. He\nstared down at her, then leaned forward to speak into a microphone\nthat broadcast to the room. He spoke “So you're probably wondering\nwhat's going on. 'Wasn't the feeding room my punishment?'. You see,\nafter your little...incident, I thought about your previous\nperformance as a slave, and I was unimpressed. Frankly, I don't have\nany interest in keeping you around. But a simple bullet to the back\nof the head is too good for a slave like you.”.

\t“Behind\neach of these doors is a slave girl, interred at the same time you\nwere and given the same tube setup you were. The difference is, those\nslaves were strapped into place and barely given enough to survive.\nThey were also edged mercilessly for the entirety of the time. The\nonly stimulation they had in those dark rooms was the footage they\nwere forced to watch continuously, a mix of you growing in your cell,\nextreme porn, and girls eating meat. They are why you were fattened.\nAt this point, their minds are a mix of overwhelming hunger and need.\nDue to the conditioning, they think you can solve both problems.”

\n\tMaster\nleaned back, “I think I'm really going to enjoy this,” He said,\nsmiling and forcing the slave girl sucking his cock to go all the way\ndown and stay down. Amber just stared up at him, eyes wide, as he\npressed a button and the doors opened. From behind each door, Amber\nsaw an emaciated, skeletal slave girl, clad in chastity belts, their\ncollars loose around their necks. A chain still connected each of\ntheir collars to a wall in their cell, the only thing stopping a few\nof the slave girls lunging for Amber immediately. Amber looked around\nin utter terror. She saw one slave girl on all fours, licking her\nlips, her eyes gleaming with a mix of raw, primal need and a\npredator's single minded hunger. She viciously humped the air, her\nnipples hardening while she stared at Amber. The other slaves acted\nsimilarly, some drooling, others actively fighting their collars to\ntry and get at Amber.

\n\tMaster\nsmiled as he made eye contact with the meal. “Goodbye, Amber”. He\npressed a button, and the chains attached to the slave girls' collars\nreleased.

\nAmber\ndidn't even have time to process her imminent demise before one slave\ngirl, the one who had been on all fours, launched herself at Amber,\ntearing a huge chunk out of the soft mound of her belly. Amber wailed\nin shock and agony as the assailant enjoyed her prize, feasting with\nthe desperation only months of near-starvation can inspire. She\nmoaned in utter satisfaction, the blood and fat sweet and salty on\nher lips. She was closer to an orgasm than she had been in months,\nthough she was still right on the edge. She needed more, more meat-\nshe looked back over towards Amber.

\n\tThe\nslaves had swarmed like piranhas after the first. Amber was somehow\nstill conscious, eyes wide and rolling back, screaming in tones human\nvocal chords weren't meant to make. Chunks were taken out of her\nbelly, her ass, her thighs. One girl gnawed a breast open and started\nsucking from the milk ducts. Another started on Amber's face, eating\nthe tender cheeks, chewing on the tongue, and digging at her eyeball.\nThey were barely aware of what they were doing, running on pure\nhungry, horny, primal instinct.

\n\tAmber\ncontinued to suffer deeply. A slave discovered her tender pussy and\nstarted consuming her labia. It was the worst torment of the whole\nordeal Amber had been through so far, until the slave started eating\nher clit, bite by bite. As she drank from the blood between Amber's\nlegs, Amber was starting to fade quickly. She welcomed it, at this\npoint. A slave had gotten through her fat belly to her organs. She\nfaintly felt teeth tearing at her guts, drinking the blood and\nleftover feeding fluid inside. The last thing she felt was a slave\nsticking her head into the wound, trying to eat anything she could\nfind inside her still.

\n\tMaster\nwatched the carnage below. It was starting to die down, the slaves\nfighting over the remnants of Amber's feast-body. He briefly admired\ntheir stomachs, full of Amber's flesh, sticking out from their skinny\nframes. He sent in other slaves to take the starved slaves and start\nthem on recovery and refeeding. Master had just started to consider\nwhat He should do with the rest of his day, when he felt a sharp pain\non his cock. He looked down. The slave servicing him during the event\nstared up at him with wide, terrified eyes. He pulled his cock out.\nBlood. She had scraped him badly while serving him.

\nMaster\nknew it was different then Amber, it was a mistake instead of an act\nof disobedience. But frankly, what he had just seen was too hot not\nto see again. “Bring her to the feeding room.” He ordered the\nother girls in the room with him. They grabbed the oral slave, who\nstarted wailing and begging for mercy. As her screams faded down the\nhallway, Master looked to another slave in the room. “Get the\ncarcass and boil it down into stock. We're going to need a base for\nthe next batch of feeding fluid.”

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