The owner of the veterinary practice hated Kate. His name was Sergei, he had been running the practice for 30 years, and in his opinion no woman was competent to be a vet, let alone one as young, pretty and big-titted as Kate.
But government policy required him to provide two years of work experience to a recent graduate, and Kate was the only graduate willing to move to Sergei’s remote rural community to do the work, so he was stuck with her.
Nevertheless, he was always looking for ways to criticise and humiliate Kate, and he found a perfect excuse on the day that Sam Collett brought in his prize Labrador bitch.
“Kate, you silly slut, get in here,” demanded Sergei, interrupting Kate’s work filing paperwork for the last patient. “Mr Collett needs his dog in heat to be bred to a stud. Fill a syringe with Ovanzum, and get ready to give the bitch an injection.”
Kate resisted an urge to respond to the demeaning order, and carefully prepared a dose of Ovanzum. Designed to send a female dog into overpowering heat for a 24 hour period, the drug was expensive and absolutely not to be wasted.
But as she returned to the room where Sergei had the dog waiting in a cage, she felt one of her high heels break as she put weight on it. She teetered to the side, alarmingly off balance, and flailed her arms. It wasn’t enough, though, and she slammed into the nearby wall hard – and felt a sharp pain in her right breast.
She looked down in alarm, and to her horror saw that she had injected *herself* with the Ovanzum. The full dose had gone straight into her breast. She felt strange, and dizzy. Her face flushed. She was aware of a tingle in her pussy.
“Kate, you stupid whore!” yelled Sergei angrily. He came up to her and slapped her across the face. It was shocking, and she gasped – but at the same time, she felt her nipples harden, and her cunt wetten.
“I’m sorry,” she said. “Please – I need the antidote.”
“Get your clothes off so I can look at you,” he said. “I can’t believe your incompetence. You were supposed to inject the *valuable* bitch, not the *worthless* one.”
Kate pulled off her shirt and bra, revealing her breasts, to give Sergei a good look at where the needle had gone in. She blushed, being half-naked before this man she hated.
“And the rest,” said Sergei, unimpressed. “I need to see where it’s having an effect.”
This didn’t entirely make sense to Kate, but she was scared, and finding it difficult to think. She wiggled out of her skirt and panties. Her cunt was visibly wet now, and engorged and throbbing. She hoped Sergei would touch her there.
But instead Sergei was scooping up her clothes, and putting them into the medicine safe – the special one that only he knew the combination to. Kate was naked, with nothing to cover herself.
“Why did you do that?” she asked, trying to make sense of what was happening.
“Stupid cow,” he said. “There is no antidote to Ovanzum. You’ll have to ride it out.”
Kate moaned. Without realising what she was doing, she lowered a hand to her pussy and began to stroke it. Touching herself felt good… if only she could pretend Sergei wasn’t here, she could make herself feel even better…
Sergei slapped her hand away from her pussy, sharply, and then slapped her across the face again. “Don’t be a slut,” he told her. He then raised his knee sharply and kicked her in the cunt with it. She gasped with pain – but also with pleasure. The impact felt wonderful. She wanted him to kick her again. She wanted to hump her groin up against his hard, firm leg…
“Obviously, you’re fired as a vet,” he told her. “But I’m obliged to keep you in employment for two years. So we’ll have to find you a new position.”
“What do you mean?” she asked. She leaned towards him, pressing her tits against his chest, grinding her pussy against the front of his pants.
He put his hand on her face and pushed her backwards, against the wall.
“I’m going to give you a test in four alternative employment positions, and offer you a fifth,” he told her. “You’ll try each position, and at the end you’ll tell me which one you want to work in.” He sighed, and looked down at her pussy. “And if you’re a very good girl, I’ll let you cum.”
She squealed with delight at this last promise. “Thank you, sir!” she said. She had never called Sergei “sir” before – after all, she hated him – but he was being so *nice* to her by promising to let her cum. She wanted to cum *so* badly…
The first alternative job, it turned out, was “test subject”. Sergei got another two syringes, and injected them into her. The first went into her left breast, which hurt, but the second went into her clitoris, which hurt even more.
“I haven’t tried these drugs on an animal yet,” said Sergei. “Let’s see what they do to you. The one in your breast is a hormone that promotes udder growth and milk production. The one in your clitoris is a local anaesthetic, which will stop you from orgasming until it wears off.”
She gasped in horror – but more at the second than at the first. She still felt so horny, and when he touched her pussy to check on her clit it felt so *good* – and yet she immediately knew he was right. The nerves she needed to orgasm had been numbed. She wanted to cry.
As for the other one, in her breast, she soon became aware that her breasts were incredibly sensitive. The slightest touch made her want to squeal in pain. They felt swollen and over-sized. Within an hour of the injection, a thin trickle of milk began to leak from her nipples.
The second job, he told her, was as a “furniture improvement”. For this, he took some straps that he used to restrain animals, and used them to bind her hands behind her back. He removed a vibrator from a drawer, and pushed it into her pussy – it felt amazing – and secured it with a piece of duct tape. Then he led her to the office bathroom and made her kneel in front of the toilet.
“What are you doing?” she asked nervously. The vibrator in her cunt was very welcome, but this setup scared her a little.
“Making the toilet more comfortable,” he told her. He removed his pants in front of her, and she was surprised by the size of his cock – which was fully erect. Then he came over to the toilet and lifted the lid and the ring seat, before grabbing her large tits – oh, it hurt so much when he touched them – and placing them on the hard porcelain lip of the toilet.
“I don’t understand,” she said, anxiously.
“You will,” he said. He lowered the ring seat – heavy and ceramic – back into place, so it now rested on the upper slopes of her boobs.
Then he sat down.
Kate screamed. Sergei’s full weight was resting on her tits, crushing them into the lip of the toilet. It hurt *so much*. She struggled, but pulling on her tits only made them hurt worse.
Sergei’s legs were either side of her body as he sat on the toilet. He pulled her face down to his erect cock, and his dick pushed into her open mouth, muffling her screams. “Good girl,” he told her. “I’ll get up once I cum.”
Kate’s mind was on fire. The vibrator humming in her pussy and the drugs in her system told her that she was happy, very aroused, and receiving sexual pleasure. But her breasts were in agony. She was trying to suck on Sergei to make him cum as quickly as possible, but each time she bobbed her head on his dick it made him bounce up and down on her trapped boobs, with each bounce causing her nipples to squirt a little milk into the toilet. She couldn’t think straight. She wanted to cum. She wanted to cum from the pain in her tits. But her clit was numb, and she couldn’t reach orgasm. It was maddening.
She didn’t know how long she was there for – her mind had gone empty from pain and pleasure by the time Sergei finally rewarded her with a mouthful of cum, which she promptly swallowed. When he got up from the seat, it hurt even worse, though, as blood flooded back into her tortured, constricted fuckmelons.
Her third job was to be a mascot for the office. He put her in a dog collar, and found a puppy-tail butt plug and jammed it into her anus. (The vibrator was still humming in her cunt.) He bound her hands with duct-tape so she couldn’t manipulate things with her fingers, and he made her crawl around on all fours. He was worried she might stand up when he wasn’t around, so after a while he attached tight medical clamps to her nipples and clit with heavy weights hanging from them. It hurt so much to drag the weights around on the floor that she couldn’t imagine standing up and letting her sensitive areas bear their full weight. She was glad now that her clitoris had been numbed.
After a while, he decided she wasn’t a puppy, she was a cow, and connected her to an industrial milking station. The tight suction of the cups on her sensitive tits was so painful that she wasn’t able to enjoy the strange sight of milk flowing from her breasts and up the plastic tubing to a metal canister.
He left her connected to the machine overnight, and came back the next day. By that stage she had had a vibrator in her pussy for nearly 24 hours and was delirious with the need to cum.
He took the vibrator out of her and very deliberately waited until the Ovanzum had cleared out of her system, and she was regaining her clarity of mind. Shame swept over her as she thought of all that had happened to her – and rage at Sergei.
“How dare you?” she demanded. “You took advantage of me. Let me out of this machine and this tape on my hands, this instant!”
“No, I don’t think so,” said Sergei. “We have to try you in your fourth job, of whore. If you take this job, you will do it sober, without any drugs in you.” And with that, he pushed her back down on all fours, and stuck his cock into her pussy, and raped her.
As he fucked her, he said, “I told you if you were a good girl, you could cum. This is your chance. I have good endurance. I’m going to keep raping you – while those suction cups stay on your tits – until you orgasm. And I’ll know if you’re faking.”
He did know when she tried faking it. Her fake shudders, and declaration that she had cum, merely resulted in him getting another dose of the drug that promoted lactation and breast sensitivity and shooting it into her breast. She wailed in pain and humiliation as he pushed his cock back into her and went back to raping her.
By doing her best to think all the sluttiest and most arousing thoughts she could, Kate was able to orgasm after around an hour of abuse. Sergei came shortly afterwards, filling her pussy with sperm. Kate tried not to worry about whether the Ovanzum might have overcome her birth control medication.
She thought after that her ordeal would be over, but instead Sergei went and got another dose of Ovanzum. Kate’s eyes widened, and she tried to back away, but she was still connected to the milker and could only go so far, so the syringe went into her breast, and ten minutes later Kate’s cunt was wet again and her eyes were glazed over.
“So which job do you want, Kate?” asked Sergei, laughing. “You can be a test subject, or a toilet seat, or the office animal, or the office whore.”
“You said there was a fifth option?” she said.
“Oh, yes,” said Sergei. “We try to give our animal patients the very best. I think a naked horny slut would be a very nice upgrade to the kennels where we keep our male dogs. I think it would increase their satisfaction immensely. Of course, that would be *incredibly* humiliating to you. Imagine doing that job every day for two years, with a dose of Ovanzum every morning to keep you stupid and wet. Can you *imagine* all those animal cocks penetrating you, Kate?”
She moaned, and tried not to. She thought about having random drugs tested on her. She thought about the tit pain of being Sergei’s toilet seat. She thought about how much her breasts hurt right now from being connected to the machine overnight. And she thought about having just been raped by Sergei while not aroused at all.
Her pussy tingled. “Will I get to cum, if I choose?” she said.
“No, choosing is not optional,” said Sergei. “But if you choose, and sign the paperwork that legally binds you to do that work, and then try *all* the jobs again, just for old time’s sake – well, I might let you cum at the end of that….”
Part of Kate was crying with shame and pain and humiliation. But part of her really wanted to cum – and keep cumming, again and again – so she knew exactly what she was going to say….
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