Anja Living the Fantasy
by tannim
September 23, 2016

	Bound bent over a hard metal table, Anja stared at the very clean floor.  It hadn't moved for the last few hours since she'd been bent over the table.  She'd moved a bit with the woman behind her casually fucking her with the strap on.  She'd moved more with the ten men before her, but the floor hadn't moved.  It was very dull being a novelty and a hole for people to fuck.  She liked dull.  Dull didn't hurt.  As much.

	Behind her, the woman ran her latex gloved hands down the raw muscle and tendon of Anja's sides.  She'd been groping the mid twenties slave squirrel from the start, like many of the women who chose to rent her for a while.  Anja didn't wince at the sudden slap to her equally raw buttocks muscle.  She was more surprised when they didn't happen anymore.

	"So little response.  Does it even hurt without skin?"

	It was dangerous to not respond. "Yes."

	"I bet it hurt a lot having your pelt cut off, too." The ferret leaned her long body and long neck over Anja, peering all around her.  She jerked her strap-on out and moved around to rub her drooling wet cunt in front of the lightly bound squirrel. "I'm done with you on your belly.  You're hiding too much."

	Anja watched the hoist button being pressed and winced at the cuffs around her wrists hauling her up.  Her wrists took every but of her weight as it kept pulling until her feet were lifted off the floor and she hung fully upright from them.  She stared at the spot on the floor as long as she could so she didn't have to look at the other woman pleasuring herself.

	"Sorry."

	"Yes, you are pretty sorry.  Unable to do anything... even being fucked without a sheet of plastic between my hips and yours." The woman tugged the protective sheet off from around the strap-on and looked at the wet fatty tissue and hanging inner labia of Anja's groin. "You don't even have a clitoris.  I'm sorry I missed seeing that until now.  That would have made it so much more... exciting.  I can't imagine how much it hurt to have that cut out."

	"Burned."

	"What was that?" She moved closer and cupped what remained of Anja's vulva with her gloved hand before crouching to peer at the yellow and red tissue.

	"Burned out."

	"Mmm... yes.  I like that." A finger pushed into the scarred hole where the squirrels clitoris would have been. "It looks like it was quite big when it was burnt out, though I'm told you were quite young.  I wonder if the hole is being stretched to keep it open.  I'll have to ask."

	Throughout the ferret's examination, Anja heard the wet noise of her current customer pleasuring herself with her free hand.  Somehow females were always worse than males when it came to being used.  The males used her and were done.  They were generally not pretty men, but at least they didn't get off fantasizing about what it would feel like to be tortured as she had been.

	The finger pressed deep into the hole where her clitoris had once been and Anja tensed at the pain that still lingered there.  It was her most hated place to have touched.  She could still feel the burning of the laser cutting through it with such a narrow point.  Touch just brought back the terrible burning sting.  Women touched it every time and masturbated as they did, just like the ferret in front of her.

	She was breathing heavily with her eyes on Anja's skinned groin.  Her eyes darted up to the fatty tissue of the squirrel's breasts, too, but they only lingered there a few seconds before dropping back down.  The toy stayed deep in the woman's cunt while she thumbed her own clit and imagined it being destroyed.

	Anja stayed as still as possible to ease the growing pain in her wrists.  She could hear her customer's breathing getting shallower and faster.  The wet noise was getting louder to as the ferret rubbed herself faster.  There was a familiar splat noise when rubbing turned to light pussy slapping, followed by a strained noise just as the lady came.  It was over in a few seconds and she looked up at the ceiling so she didn't see the woman leave with one last lustful, longing, and somehow disgusted glance at her.  It was a relief when she heard a man's voice a few minutes later.  At least he just wanted to stick it in her and maybe beat her a little.

	That was better.  Somehow... that was better.
