Slaveling Dungeon by LucyFur

The monster begins to quicken his pace, near climax. Then, suddenly, the monster begins to groan, and a stream of hot, gooey sperm is released inside Lucy’s womb. This causes her to overflow, and a large amount of lukewarm cum squirts out onto her breasts and all over her face.

He throws her used body to the side, cum flowing from her abused pussy. He gives his cock a few more shakes, and shoots a last bit of cum all over her face. She is left cum-covered and panting, but the brute isn’t finished yet.

He picks her up by her head and shoves her up against a wall, and with his other hand positions his re-hardening cock outside her asshole. Without further ado, he thrusts it inside her, burying it deep and crushing her between his sweaty body and the cold, rough stone wall.

He ravages her body with animalistic thrusts for several more minutes, causing her to moan uncontrollably as she nears climax. The rough rocks heighten her pleasure as they rub against her stiffened nipples. It isn’t long before she climaxes, her muscles tensing up and contracting, her back arching as much as it can away from the wall.

“The little slut likes my big cock in her ass, doesn’t she? Doesn’t she?” The brute pulls her off his cock and throws her to the ground again. He kneels down over her, picks up her head, and forces it down on his cock. He forces his cock deep inside her throat, and begins to fuck her face violently, nearly breaking her nose. It doesn’t take long for him to cum, shooting a torrent of his hot seed down her throat. It shoots forth with such strength that some of it even blasts out through her nostrils.

He pulls his softening cock out of her mouth and stands up, finished with her. She throws up a large puddle of cum, and then falls face-first into it, gasping for air. The door opens, and closes, and the monster is gone. And there is silence again.

Lucy lays there, once again in the dark. She is beginning to lose hope that she will be set free, or at least abused less. She can barely hold on to life as it is when another pair of beasts enter her cage.

“Is this the one?” asks one of the brutes.
“Yeah, that’s his next bitch.” the other replies, stepping forward.
“Well lets grab her and go. We’ve got a lot of work to do to make her look presentable.”

Lucy doesn’t quite understand what they mean, but she can tell whatever it is won’t be good. They come every once and a while and take her to the exam rooms, where they put her through a bunch of horrid tests. So, thats where she assumes she is being taken.

Embracing the inevitable, she allows herself to be chained and ball-gagged like an animal and dragged along behind the two monsters that came to pick her up. But as they drag her past the exam room, Lucy begins to get suspicious.

The brutes drag her along behind them to a different room, one that she had never visited before. The room was covered, roof, walls, and floor in white tiles. Inside the room awaited an eager team of smiling girls, all staring at the door in anticipation.

“Here you are, girls. The master’s next bitch. You know what to do.”
“Yes sir!” they all reply in unison, and with enthusiasm
“The master’s bitch? Is that what I am?”
Lucy thinks to herself, realizing what is going on. The girls grab Lucy, and drag her under a torrent of warm water.

Lucy notices the girls are wearing almost nothing: their only garb consists of a leather band around their breasts, with a strap running down between their legs and connecting with the opposite side. These girls, five in all, immediately begin scrubbing Lucy’s tired body.

One of the girls removes Lucy’s gag, and begins to run her fingers through Lucy’s hair. “Master likes his girls with black hair, doesn’t he?”
“He certainly does. How about we change it for him then.” replies another girl as she grabs a bottle and hands it to the her.

The girl opens the bottle and pours a large amount of the gel that it contains into Lucy’s hair. She lathers the dark goo into into her hair, and it begins to stiffen. Soon her hair is stiff as a rock. “We’ve got to let that sit for a few minutes. Let’s work on the rest of her body in the meantime.”

As the soft, soapy cloths run across her skin, she experiences a feeling she hasn’t felt in a while: happiness. The warm water calms her, and the skilled hands of the girls massage away her pains. As their magic fingers rub across her swollen breasts, she shudders in ecstasy.

Noticing the affect her hands have, one of the girls begins to work exclusively on Lucy’s breasts, scrubbing down every square inch of each. Meanwhile, another of the girls begins to massage her shoulders and her arms and neck, scrubbing her down well in the process.

Soon, Lucy is laying back in ecstasy, the girl massaging her breasts and straddling Lucy’s body. The other girls scrub at Lucy’s arms and legs, rubbing them almost raw.

Convinced Lucy’s breasts are clean, the girl who had been straddling her gets off, and they all scrub her stomach clean, even washing out the inside of her belly-button.

“Time to clean out the dye gel.” one of the girls says. She pushes Lucy’s head under the torrent of water, and the gel melts like ice, turning into a black liquid which washes down the drain. What is left is silk-smooth black hair. “Beautiful. And that shouldn’t ever wash out.”

Next, the flip her over, so she is belly-down. The girls begin to scrub her back, massaging it the entire time with their wonderfully talented hands. This full-body massage goes on for what seems like hours before the girls finally pick Lucy up and carry her to a nearby towel, drying her off tenderly and with care.

Next, she is carried into a different room, her body still excited from the massaging shower. The girls lay her down on a plain metal table. By the look of the strange metal arms at one of the ends of the table, she is able to recognize it as some sort of gyno-table.

She becomes somewhat worried as she is strapped down, her legs up on the arms, but soon she is over it. One of the girls has dipped her hand in some sort of blue gel, and is now fingering Lucy’s ruined pussy.

“Are you ready for your deep cavity cleaning?” asks one of the girls, wearing the cutest smile.
Lucy looks surprised and confused, and a little worried all at the same time.
“We need to make sure your nice and clean, inside and out. Now brace yourself!”
Barely even a second after she finishes sentence does Lucy suddenly feel a massive something penetrate her.

Lucy looks down, and realizes it is the girl’s arm, now elbow deep inside her. She is beginning to feel really excited, and her pussy is beginning to drip with juices. The girl’s nimble fingers pry their way into her womb, and the girl slides her arm in even deeper. It feels, to Lucy, like the girl could reach all the way up and touch her brain.

But, suddenly and without warning, the girl pulls out her arm. In her hand is a white mass of goo.
“We’re going to need the eels. She’s full of this.”
Lucy looks at her with a nervous look on her face.
“Cleaner Eels. Don’t worry, they only eat the dead cells.”

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