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Collected by Djian updated 21 oct. 2005
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This is another story from my imagination. If you do not
appreciate such, don't take offense. Just go on to the next
posting.
If you are under age or immature forget the following.
If you are offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ...
ETC then go on to the next posting.
You have been warned!!!
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Joyce's Trainer By Paladin
6
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Rose strode over to her kneeling 'makeover candidate' with an air of disgust.... She
reached down and grabbed the candidate's protruding left ear with her strong black
right hand.
She twisted the denuded cowering head this way and that to get a good view for
detection of any improvections in the soft white skin, all the while snearing.
She detected only the normal bumps and improfections and these could not be
helped.. for now....
Then satisfied that the denuding procress was done, Rose, casually backhanded her
cowering 'work in progress'. Joyce's twiching right bone cheek exploaded in a blinding
flach of unexpected pain.
CRACK....
"Let that be a lession to ya. Dick sucking whore! ... You's got do it, but you get the
grin off'n your face as soon as you'se in my charge." Rose demanded. "No count
cock swilling pale whore... I don't like it ..."
Joyce's whole right face immediately turned red and began to ache. She quickly quelled
the smile and tried to assume a neutral expression.
She had done nothing... nothing but what he had demanded and this black bitch....
<What have I done?> Joyce wondered.. <What do they want of me??>
"I can smell that silly dick grease on your breath.. Damn that Whitie... You can smell
that dude's slimy prick a mile away.." Rose grossed to no one im particular... "He be
all di.."
Now she had establish her control of the situation and reduced Joyce to a pleatheraa
of tears and raw fear... Rose could continue on with the cooperation needed for this
next part of the make over.
The left black hand reached into the tool case and after a short search retrieved a pliar
like device..
Rose positioned them on the septium inside of Joyce's little nose. Fearfully Joyce could
only stayed there, still as a deer caught in an on coming car's head light, with this
implement over her upper lip. Quickly a smiling Rose gave the red nonslip rubber handles
a mighty squeeze.
CRUNCH
"AAAAAAAAA" Joyce scereamed as a neat, large, hole was formed in the little center
cartlidge devider of her cute pug nose.
Rose smiled and with her grip now firmly secure, lifted Joyce's head by the hurting holled
appendage.
Joyce perceived the gleaming stainless steel things, extending almost from her upper
lip through pained, tear stained eyes. She was sure the bitch was tearing off her nose...
Visions of a hole in her once beautiful face caused her to panic and try to twist away.
This only succeeded in caused more pain.....
"AAAAHANN" she started.
"Now we got a nice little place to get, a hold on ya, and you be really 'tentive to anyone
holds it from now on.. Yes Mam..." Rose informed the clouded eyes as she fished
around for the bright shiney 6 inch diameter stainless steel ring from her case.
In rapid sucession Rose released the pliers from Joyce's septum and rammed through
the bloody hole, the shiney ring. Then in rapid succession she retrieved a pair of longer
handled pliers and closed the gap in the ring.
"Just like we done the pigs back home in Georgia." Rose informed her hurting make
over candidate. "Cource pigs be better looking..."
Rose obtained another smaller pair of 'pliers', with a long curved probe at it's apex.
While Joyce was still stunned from the pain in her nose and the weight of her new
decoration, the device drilled a smaller hole around, behind, and through
her left aerolae.
The new stabbing pain in her precious mammory caused Joyce to cry out,
"AAAAA OH Please NOOOOO!! You are ruinnin..."
Rose quickly filled this hole with a smaller ring and reached to reposition the tool to
do the right tit.
"AAAAA Please stop.... you're ruining me... Pleas..." Joyce started to beg as she began
to try to evade the 'bueatician' treatment of her virgin right treasure...
"RUIN!!! RUIN! Gal I done this soo many times... To hear that shit from a pale pussy
like ya, ..and none of um be ruined.. Whitie out there likes to use rings like these to
keep his hor's all attached like this. Now you just shut your hole and let old Rose get
on with beautifing. She make ya one cock hardning hor..." Rose ran an on going
commentary while she positioned her trusty tool.
A quick stab and now the right tit flesh was pierced....
"AAAAAA" Joyce began and could not even sink down away as the tool held her
right tit up for it's shiney ring.....
Soon a slim strong thin chain smubbed the nose ring tightly to the two tit rings.
Now when ever Joice tried to look up she had to lift all her breast flesh also. After a
short time the pain became such that she would be forced to look down. Finally she
learned to kept her face down cast with her vision restricted to her expanse of smooth
belly skin and her chain linked nipples.
This served as a constant reminder of her new domenitive statis...
Rose grabbed the nose ring and lifted it, like a pulling on a soda can, till Joyce was
forced to stand up, higher and higher. Shortly she was way up there on tippie toe, her
ringed brests hanging from her nose ring.
Rose reached down with the curved piercing 'pliers' and quickly holled the hurting
smoothie's defensless left labia flesh..
After a large strong stainless steel ring was attached driven in and secured, Rose let
the 'smoothie' sink down in her misery.
To this ring Rose secured a long length of shiney chain dog leash.
A quick couple of yankes and the command,
"WALKIES"
coerced a hurting Joyce up onto the tip toe pise and then she followed the chain
around in circles around her once private bathroom...
Rose toyed with her captive like a cat with a little mouse.
Joyce could only cry and follow anywhere the leash tugged her smooth denuded labia.
Periodically Rose would grasp the nose ring and lift it and it's joined tit flesh to
increase the feeling of helplessness in the 'make over candidate' ....
Finally Rose looked down into the fear dilated pupils and demanded,
"You'll gona clean up this mess for White Boy ain't whore??"
Tearfully Joyce could only acquess...
"Yes Mam....YES..."
So Joyce then gratefully lowered her face and began to lick clean her
dirty bathroom tile floor..
Under the direction of the black task mistress the term 'spit shine' meant
just what it said..
When she was satisfied, Rose coerced her 'work' into the shower and with
freezing cold water clensed the unfortunate..
"Yes ... Yes you be one dick hardening sight for little 'Master Whitie' out
there .... sure nuff..." Rose exclaimed as she now allowed her charge to view
the full extent of smoothing that had been done in the bathroom mirror..
Joyce's worst fear was confirmed as she beheld the simpering expanse of
smooth white female flesh she had become.
From the tip of her head to the bottom of her feet she was as smooth as a
baby's but with shiney rings in convinent points..
While she allowed the horror to sink into Joyce's contiousness, Rose secured
some of her, tools.
While the stunned 'smoothie' watched helplessly, Rose secured a bottle of paint
and with an artist brush, painted the inner labial sufraces with bright irricescent
glittering green pigment. The mouth was outlined with a similar hur...
The nipples were made a reddish glitter purple and the 'smoothie' was now complete
for her master's approval..
A catotonic Joyce was lead away from her mirror to be presented to her owner...
"Hay lard ass.... Lookie here... I ain't got all day.. You be watching that game in
reruns all week. What you'll think of this whore now.."
He looked up from his beer and demanded,
"Bring the bitch over here! I wanna inspect the pussy... Last time the ring pulled
out in no time."
He sunk his dirty fat fingers in her fold and assured himself that indeed the ring
was at the bottom of the labia inside the crack.
"OK not bad.. Cource when I decide on her new name, I'll want ya back over here
to do the cristening." he told Rose over his shoulder.
"Well gona be extra... House calls be 'spensive.." Rose speculated.
"Fine ... fine... this bitch is loaded and will be happy to sign all checks. Wont ya
You Smoothie you... How much for todays little job..?" he inquired...
"Seeings how it's you.. Say a tho... NO ...Two thousand.." Rose informed
him..
"Rose ... Rose .... Your'r a greedy bitch ... but you do good work. Here is her check
book. Just make it out and then she can sign it." he offered.
Rose made out the check and as he explored the range of the nose rings
manipulations, Joyce offered no resistance as she signed over $2000 for her
hidious makeover...
<Roger was gone and she had no hope... She could only obey and hope it would
all just go away soon....>
For the rest of the day he explored the exhausted 'smoothie' new
'attachments'.
Finally when he tired of this he had her sit at his face and lightly tongue his
dick while he watched tv.
She was soo obedient he never had to leave her easy chair to piss.
She was soo obedient....
At dusk he produced a long black cape, a smart black hat, a pair of dark glasses,
and some 6" heels.
Taking great delight he attired his 'smoothy' as one would his personal doll, and
then when he was satisfied, lead her by the labia leash ring, stumbling feebly
down stairs to his waiting van.
Joyce wanted to scream... of fight ... or anything to get away, but the foregoing
events and the knowledge of how she would be found, convinced her to follow
docially where ever the chain lead her labia...
Once inside the van he secured her to the floor by her nose and labia rings and
drove a captive Joyce off to her new life as a smoothie...