Ruin it

I want to wake up in a medical room with no knowledge of how I got there. I'll be naked, gagged, secured to the examination table and my legs will be bound to stirrups. 

Doctors and nurses wearing masks that cover their faces will enter the room. The doctor will take his place between my legs as the nurses gather tools and take notes. They'll clamp my nipples and slap my face when I protest. The doctor will begin his examination of my pussy. Stretching and invading it with medical tools. I'll squirm and cry and the nurses will whip me or hurt me to make me silent.

The doctor will rub my clit with his gloved had and bring me to the edge, backing off before I can come. This would continue for quite some time, until all I could do was beg to come, beg to be fucked; until the only thought in my mind was how good it would be to feel the sweet release of orgasm. Then the stimulation would stop and I'd feel something penetrating my ass.

The pain of a hot enema would push through me and make me cry out. The doctor would continue to play with my clit and edge me while the nurses injected my tits with some unknown substance. The doctor would get bored and shove his cock in my face, being sure to pull out so he could come all over my face and tits. The nurses would rub his seed into my skin as they continued to abuse my tits.

Eventually the enema would be released and I'd cry from the sensations. A nurse will enter the room holding a chastity belt that is equipped with plugs. I'd struggle and thrash and cry out to no avail. The plugs slide easily into my shopping wet pussy and prepared ass hole. My hands would then be locked in metal mitts, rendering them useless. They would lock a big heavy metal collar on my neck and lead me to a small cell.

In this small cell I would begin to lose my mind as whatever they injected into my tits made them swell and ache unbearably. I would try to give myself some relief but the metal mitts would make it impossible. I'd end up rubbing myself on the floor crying in desperation. Anything to make the pain stop. I'd rock back and forth in the belt to shift the plugs inside me. By the time they came back for me I'd be a trembling mess.

They would drag me into what looked like a barn and secure me on my hands and knees with steel poles that were anchored to the ground. As I knelt in the dirt and hay I'd absently rock my hips and moan, trying to find any relief. 

The anal plug would be removed and a farm hand would set me up with a slow fucking machine for my ass. Milk pumps would be placed on my tender, swollen tits and the sucking sensation would make me moan as the big dildo fucked my ass.

"Good little cow," the man would say before he left.

And even though my tits and ass were being abused, all I would be able to think about is my throbbing clit and dripping pussy.