Creamy Island

Chapter 21: Aftermath

A chime from overhead, "Processing complete."

The doctor looked at her two subjects as a few techs began removing the many different connections. It was morning, and she had played with Sara for a few hours before heading off to bed herself. She made sure that she was there when the allotted time was up.

There was a pool of different liquids around the bases of the machines-some of the white paste, lots of excess lube, and plenty of sweat. The two girls themselves were still convulsing involuntarily. Once the different apparatuses were removed, urine and vomit soon joined those already on the floor, as bladders and esophagi were cleared of leftover fluid. Even released the two could not stop spasming, as they were carried away on stretchers by a few techs. A couple techs stayed behind to clean and sterilize the equipment.

***

Aiya's consciousness returned sometime early the next morning, her body completely shutting down from its sensory overload. Even with consciousness back, she couldn't think anything other than how much she wanted to orgasm. It was similar to the dark cloud that had been in her mind not too long ago, fogging clear thought, putting rational things in the back of her mind. A bit of cloudiness nagged at the edge of her thoughts, as if she forgot something.

The girl was restrained on a white bed that was reminescent of a hospital. Her eyesight was incredibly hazy, cloudy as if it was a dream she wanted to wake up from, but her eyes would just not open completely. Her hearing was also muffled from the sensory overload, not good enough to make out anything but a slight whirring noise every once in awhile.

Finally being somewhat aware, Aiya turned her head to one side and saw a fuzzy object with long flowing golden hair. Something inside her mind was trying to register what this was, but nothing made any connections. The fuzzy object, she thought, was looking at her, but she could've been mistaken since her eyesight was currently so bad.

"...Aiya..." The voice was soft and very distant.

Nothing registered for the foggy girl.

However, Tasha was coping a little bit better. Having a bit of practice surrendering her mind and body, her sight had already returned as well as her hearing. Her body was almost completely numb, and even the crisp air breathed in from over her tongue tasted like the thick stuff from earlier.

"Aiya..." She repeated again, a little louder, but still no response.

Even though she had become a bit more aware of her surroundings, Tasha's mind was still clouded as well. It was a miracle that she even remembered who she was, much less who Aiya was. Her friend was on the other bed drooling, probably unaware of it, her mind having been reduced to nothing but mush. Even now, her own vision was blurring again every few seconds, her eyes being unable to focus completely.

"Say something Aiya..." Her own voice was still weak, but tears still found their way down her cheek.

The vegetable on the other bed near her though, had no idea who she was. "Uwwaa..." came the sound.

Aiya couldn't speak. Her jaw muscles would not listen to her. As her body became less and less numb, her need for release grew, although her penis was feeling contorted and strange, it still felt incredible. Her giant shaft was currently in a warm, soft place and her whole body spasmed. A moan came from her lips as her wanting penis erupted. When the hot liquid came out, she felt it somewhere else as well, inside her this time. The warm area around her penis squeezed in time with her own orgasm, causing more moans to fill the room. After a few moments though, the cum had pooled under her butt as her orgasm lasted another few moments.

The commotion and sound caused the door to the room open and a tech came in.

"Another orgasm? I can't believe how sensitive you are! And here, I thought what the Doctor did would have kept you from climaxing so much."

The tech removed the bed sheet from Aiya's bed to reveal that the girl was wearing a chastity belt similar to the one Tasha owned. Cum was leaking out around the edges and onto the bed.

"That's the third one since you were brought in here."

"Uwaaa..." Aiya drooled.

"At least the Doctor will be happy to know you're awake." She glanced over towards Tasha, "And what about you?"

Tasha didn't answer and only stared at her.

"That's to be expected. Twelve hours is more than enough for anyone. Just be thankful you weren't that Jessica girl that came here a few weeks ago. She put her on it for almost twenty." The tech shuddered, "The good news is, we didn't have to worry about training her afterwards. A bit extreme, and I fear that if we start reaching capacity, she might start using that as a shortcut." The woman continued talking, more to herself than anything, "The products become used up faster that way. They don't have as long of a life span. But I guess if Doctor Anezka sees no problem with it..."

She finished cleaning up the dripping cum on the outside when she undid the chastity belt. Aiya's penis had been folded into her own pussy which explained the warmth. The woman then left the room momentarily, bringing in a wheeled stretcher and moved the girl to that while she went about changing the sheets. Afterwards, she removed Aiya's penis from her own vagina to clean the area around it.

"You are always so hard. I think the Doctor is really going to like you. I know I do." The foreign woman pulled her hair to one side before bending her head down to slurp on the cock. She expertly played with the head before licking the shaft. The tech stroked the length of the shaft as well, feeling it become stiffer in her hand. "You're not going to tell anyone, are you?" She grinned before continuing her blowjob.

Warm. Soft. Wet. All other thoughts left her mind, and Aiya even found it a little difficult to breath. She could see something bobbing up and down on a piece of her flesh that protruded from her nether regions. It felt good, and that's all that mattered. Her need to orgasm grew again, rapidly, and when the strange thing on her penis left, she whimpered unintelligibly.

The tech had removed her underwear before climbing up onto the gurney, straddling the hermaphrodite. "Shush. You didn't mind so much the other times I came in and tended to you. You'll want this, trust me." And in one swift motion, the tech impaled herself on Aiya's twelve inch pole.

Another unintelligible groan from the girl as the tech began riding her.

A chime from the overhead speakers, "Sandy, please report to room 215-B when you can, Camila has wet herself again."

Sandy sighed, still riding Aiya, "Thank you HOPE, I'll be there shortly." She then turned back to the one below her, "If it wasn't for gems like you once in awhile, I probably would have quit by now."

After a few more groans, the tech rested her entire weight on the herm. Aiya responded with an orgasm of her own to match the quivering place she was enjoying. Though the girl was cumming uncontrollably, her muscles were far too fatigued to react.

When the tech left after cleaning Aiya and replacing her penis in her pussy and the chastity belt, the brunette had no idea what happened to her. It had felt good, and that alone was enough. Her penis was back in it's comfortable warm place, a little tired, but trying to become erect again. Her belly felt full too from the thing pulsing inside her.

Tasha watched this, but for some reason, she was filled with jealousy and envy. She wanted to take her friend away where no one else would find them and keep her all to herself. She wanted to have Aiya as her own, not letting any other stupid techs, doctors, or 'clients' touch her. She wanted her completely... But at the same time she had vaguely remembered the evening under their dorm, and how much Aiya enjoyed herself, tormenting the other girls.

"Aiya, if you can at least hear me, please make some sort of noise."

Aiya turned her head in the direction of the sound, the fuzzy object was speaking again. She groaned.

"I just... I just want you to know that no matter what happens, I will always love you. I want to be with you... Please, don't let your mind become mush. We had too many good times together for this to happen. I don't want you to become a mindless sex slave!" Her voice was rising, tears staining her pillow. "You're supposed to be MY Mistress! You can't let them break you down with just that!" Her throat was in extreme pain. The immense amount of coughing she had done shortly after the tubes were pulled from her throat having caused it. Now, her voice was already disappearing. "Please Aiya... Fight it..." She fell into silent sobs.

"Mistress..." Aiya hissed, the word now unfamiliar to her.

Her roommate's eyes lit up, but quickly dimmed again when she realized Aiya was only repeating what she said, oblivious to the actual word. She watched as her friend repeated the word a few more times stupidly. Eventually, she cried herself to sleep.

***

The Doctor entered the room a bit later in the day to see how her two new additions were doing. She was a little surprised at how well Tasha was doing, but attributed it to the rumours she had from the school. Aiya was exactly how she figured the girl would be: brainless.

"It seems the treatment worked." She went over to the older girl first, and checked her briefly, examining the eyes, nose, and mouth. "I don't think I'm going to have any more issues with you."

Aiya groaned, "Mistress..."

Ezenia smirked, "At least you've learned your place." She turned to the blond. "Now for you."

Tasha was sitting up in her bed, eating some of the crappy food that was served. She was given the same quick evaluation that Aiya was given.

"You're going to be shown to your place here in a few hours. From there, that will be where you spend the rest of your life. No hard feelings, but you're not as interesting as the potato over there."

A moan came from the other bed as if she understood.

"Why are you doing this?" It had been something that had nagged at the girl's mind. "You put so much work into breaking us down, and then you give us beds for recuperation?" Her voice was meek and timid.

"Tasha, I do this because I enjoy it. There are over six billion people in this world, statistics show that no matter what it is, there exists someone who enjoys it. I just happen to have the money and power to be able to do this." She checked some notes on a clipboard she carried, "I take care of my products because if they die, then I'll actually be killing someone, which I haven't done yet. In fact, I haven't done anything more than just torture you all sexually."

"But what's the reason for all this?" Tasha's voice pleading, "Did you just wake up one morning and decide you wanted to destroy so many lives?"

"Actually, yes. Yes I did. I woke up one morning, and decided that I wanted to ruin as many young girls' lives as I possibly could. I will expand this facility to make as much of that come true as I can while I'm still here."

The seriousness of her tone shocked the young girl. "Why?"

Sighing, the woman turned to the girl, "What does it matter to you? Can you honestly say that you didn't enjoy the Bitch Breaker?" She was grinning now.

Even the mere thought of what had happened earlier was almost enough to give Tasha an orgasm. She had loved it. After her initial fear, and letting her defenses fall, she enjoyed it. Her mind had turned off completely and all the inner lust that she had harbored, finally found its place. Looking down at the bed sheet, silent tears began to fall. "I didn't want that! I just-"

"Wanted to be her bitch, right? If it had been Aiya that administered it, you would've begged for more. Am I wrong?"

Tasha hated her even more now. She had her cornered and the woman knew it. She was a cat playing with a mouse, watching it struggle, before going in for the kill.

Ezenia laughed, "If it was her, you would've gladly surrendered the rest of your life to living on one of those machines, to become nothing more than a toy for her. I must say, your dedication to this mush-brain is astounding. Even now, you wished it was her, you probably can't even stop thinking about getting fucked in every way possible. That long hard cock slipping up your cunt. Or would you prefer your ass? Or maybe being throat-fucked? It probably wouldn't matter to you. The only thing that would matter is how much cum she could deposit in you and on you. I bet if you could have a tub filled with the stuff you would bathe in it before trying to consume it all-"

"No! That's not true!" Blue eyes looked up at the woman, "That's... not true..."

"But it is, and deep down inside you know it. Admit it to yourself. Let yourself become what you had always wanted to be. Liberate yourself."

Tasha's voice came out as a whisper, "I don't want to..."

"Regardless of whether you want to or not, you're going to be added to the bank of juicers to make more Pure Bliss. If you at least admit it and completely surrender yourself to me, you might have a chance of keeping your sanity. If you saw even one of the girls who have worked here, you'd see all too clearly that they have no spirit. They're already dead. The only thing that exists now is an empty shell, a cum factory if you will."

"I don't want to... I just want to go home... With Aiya..."

Laughter once again filled the small room, "Girl, you don't have a choice. However, I will give you a small glimmer of hope, if only to see that hope get smashed. And that is, if your yields aren't up to par, I may add you to my own personal bank of slaves. Wouldn't you like that? You would get to work next to your old friend Jessica..." Her lips curled into a twisted smile.

"Jessica too?!" Tasha was surprised.

The Doctor walked around the bed Tasha was in, "She rode the Bitch Breaker for almost twenty hours straight. She was worse than Aiya. But now... There is nothing she'll say 'no' to. I could stab a knife in her chest and she would probably climax. But of course, I wouldn't do that. Not to such a wonderful little bitch-slave."

The pain was unbearable to the blond. Her whole world was already torn apart, and any last remaining conscious moments she had would soon be pushed out the door when she was added to the 'juicers', whatever those may be. She looked over at her friend. "Will she be alright at least?"

"Who's to say?" Ezenia shrugged, "Some recover after hours, like you, some recover after days, and some don't recover at all. Jessica is stuck halfway between reality and orgasm at any given moment, and thus won't ever recover. With how severe Aiya's sexual trauma is, I'd have to say that there is a very slim chance that she will ever be the same, even if she does happen to recover."

They both turned to look at the girl that was wriggling around in her bed, her face a look of pure ecstasy. Moaning, her hips seemed to move on their own. All in all, she looked like she was mentally retarded. Of course, after what she went through, Tasha wouldn't doubt if that was now the case.

"I can pay you!" Tasha said quickly.

"No deal."

"You don't even know how much!"

"There is no amount that you could pay me, even if you had a way, that would let either of you walk out of here. I would be risking my business if I did."

The young girl sighed, hands shaking as they clutched the sheets.

"I'll be back in a few hours to collect you. Say your last goodbyes now, because I'm sure if you ever see each other again, I doubt either will have the mental capacity to even realize that they're another person."

With that, the Doctor left the two alone, Aiya's moans the only sound. Tasha looked over at her friend, more tears soaking the sheet.

"I'm sorry Aiya... I wish I could do something for you... But please know, that I did care for you. If you ever happen to remember, please remember the good times we had."

Tasha had been released from her restraints. The techs already knew that she wouldn't try anything, lest she would be sent back to the Bitch Breaker, probably for twice as much time. She got up carefully out of her bed and made her way over to her roommate on very shaky legs. The young girl removed the sheet and undid the girl's chastity belt. Aiya's penis was still shoved up into her own vagina, but once freed, stood erect and tall as the herm looked on with stupid glee in her eyes.

Carefully straddling her friend, Tasha slid herself gently down the giant penis, moaning as it went in. Even after the hours spent on the machine, the cock still felt good, still felt real. Her holes weren't that stretched out that she wouldn't be able to enjoy one last screw.

Aiya moaned in pleasure as Tasha fit the monster inside her. Blue eyes locked onto brown as the young girl leaned forward, their breasts mashing together. Tasha was still crying, the tears dripping down onto her lover's face as she slowly began to move her hips. She kissed Aiya deep, playing with her tongue like they used to do, letting her pussy massage the shaft now inside her.

"Oh Aiya... Remember when you first penetrated me? It was wonderful. I still remember the taste of your cum the first time I blew you." She giggled sadly, "You were so upset and gave yourself a hangover from the alcohol, remember? And I was drunk enough to let you cum all over me. I loved it. I even remember complaining about how my cum and the alcohol didn't mix."

Aiya was bucking her hips, trying to push deeper inside the one on top, and Tasha matched the thrusts, coming down when her lover was coming up. No amount of time on that infernal machine could ever make her forget how wonderful Aiya felt. Precum was filling her as her pussy soaked Aiya's crotch.

It didn't take long before the tell-tale pulsating of Aiya's cock gave way to it's climax, a massive load emptying into the girl's cunt.

"Fill me Aiya. Fill me like you did so many times before." She said as she sobbed, "Just enjoy yourself as much as you can with me. Be my Mistress and let me be your slave. Only your slave and no one else's. Please Mistress, fuck me until I cum."

Tasha continued to ride Aiya, even through her orgasm, not stopping. Her sadness was preventing her from climaxing, but it didn't matter to her. She would fuck Aiya until they dragged her away, hoping to leave at least some good memories that would hopefully be retained.

Hours passed as Tasha's legs tired and only the bucking motion of Aiya's hips caused any form of in and out movement. Tasha didn't want to leave her friend at all when the Doctor returned with a couple techs.

Ezenia announced herself with a cough after watching the two together. The two techs that were with her pulled the unresisting girl off of the herm.

"No! I don't want to go! Let me stay! Let me go!" Tasha protested as the two techs rebound her, using a small injection to try and calm her down. "Aiya! Aiya!" she called, "Let me go back to Aiya!" her sobs resounded in the room, even after she left and down the hallway.

The fuzzy object was gone to Aiya, but the distant sound of her voice could still be heard. The pleasure she provided was not lost on her, but the sudden lack of warm, soft, wet place made her unhappy. That unhappiness soon turned to anger as the white haze in her mind slowly began being eaten away by a familiar dark cloud. Still not able to completely take over her mind, Aiya in her stupor felt incredible anger for removing the pussy that was on her shaft.

'Someone took my slave!' a voice at the back of her mind screamed.