Felicia (23 page)

“Shall I give her the injection, then?” the doctor asked.

“Yes, I suppose so,” the sheik agreed. “I had hoped to look into her eyes when you pierced her, but that is a small thing that I can forego now.”

“All right,” the doctor shrugged. He swabbed a spot on the blonde slut’s thigh and then picked up a hypodermic from the tray. He jabbed it expertly into her and injected the drug. The blonde slut shrieked at the prick of the needle as if she had been stabbed with a sword and started to buck against her bonds again. It did her no good. The doctor emptied the hypodermic into her, pulled out the needle and stood back.

“Five or six minutes,” he said to the sheik. “I still have to retract her labia so I can get at the thing.”

“I would appreciate it if you would let my newest slave watch the procedure,” Ismail smiled. “She has so much to learn yet.”

“As you wish,” the doctor responded. He looked at Felicia closely. She had stopped screaming and struggling, but he could see that she was shaking all over now. The drug never had that effect, so it must be because she was so terrorized. He checked his watch.

Felicia felt a terrible weakness creeping through her body, breaking down her last desperate defenses and leaving her utterly vulnerable. She summoned up the strength for one last, hopeless effort before it left her completely limp. It failed, as had all of her previous tries. She could still sob.

“If you want her to see, bring her over and have her stand here,” the doctor said to the sheik. “I’m going to get this one ready.”

Ismail urged Feyna to her feet. It was clear that she didn’t want to see any of the proceedings, but she didn’t resist. Her expression of horror only grew as she saw the doctor using strips of black tape to pull open the blonde slut’s pussy lips and hold them in place. Her clitoris was clearly visible now, still partly protected by its delicate fleshy hood.

“A stud, or a ring?” the doctor asked.

“I think a small ring,” the sheik replied. “We can replace it with a stud later, but a ring will be more obtrusive and serve as a constant reminder of her status for now.”

“All right,” the doctor nodded. He made his last preparations.

It was just as Neha had told her it would be. All Felicia felt as her clitoris was pierced was a moment of uncomfortable pressure, quickly over. She managed a weak and breathy moan instead of the final shriek of outrage she had wanted to make. For all of the drugs coursing through her system, and in spite of the topical local anesthetic, she felt every bit of the ring being inserted. She wept.

“Glad that’s over,” the doctor said. “I suggest you let her rest for a while, but keep her hands secured so that she doesn’t try to remove it.”

“Thank you, doctor,” the sheik nodded. “Is it safe to leave her as she is for a while?”

“What? Oh, yes, certainly. If you tried to get her off of there now she’d just fall down. Give her half an hour or so to recover before you move her.”

“Understood, doctor,” the sheik nodded. “She will be well taken care of.”

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