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Doria was still weak, when she was pulled from the bathroom and roughly thrown on the floor. Frank picked her up by the ponytail and drug her to the wooden bench. The bench was only about a foot wide and waist high. Its head could be tilted up or down, and the bottom section could be slid out, and made it shorter. She was placed with her back on the rough wood, arms pulled down, and attached by cuffs to its bottom legs.

"Come on, now. Please stop. I want to go home. You got your pictures, let me go," Doria said.

Frank and Nicole ignored her pleas. Tyron was no where to be seen.

"Lift her legs," Frank said to Nicole.

One at a time, her legs were lifted and bent back. Ropes were tied under her knees, then looped through an eyelet at the base of the bench. Painfully they were drawn back, raising her ass up from the end of the bench. The ropes were tied off, when her knees became parallel with her naked breasts. It was a struggle for her to breath, with her abdomen locked into a constant crunch. They raised her head up, where she could view down between her heaving breasts.

"I'm sorry, your lover had to go,' Frank said, kneeling by her head, 'but he left us with some ingenious ideas."

Nicole had donned rubber gloves and held a small red bowl. She took a little bottle of mineral oil and poured it into the bowl. The bowl was tilted, where Doria could peer inside. The bowl contained, maybe 20 jalapeño peepers, swimming in a bath of mineral oil.

"Doria looked questionably at Nicole. "Wh, what are you going to do with that?"

"You see, Honey," Nicole explained, "Jalapeños are covered with a waxy surface, when purchased. The interior membranes hold the real heat. Unless crushed, their just a little warm. The mineral oil, well, it's there to ensure they more easily slip into your tight ass. You wouldn't want one to break up on entry. That would burn a little."

"Surely you don't mean to..." Doria started to ask.

Her question was answered, as a warm sensation touched the edge of her rectum. The little oval muscle was weak, and the first pepper, popped inside, her hole closing up behind it. Frank tilted her headrest back.

"Here, Honey," he said presenting her his cock, "Suck this while she loads you up."

"No, no, no, I will not..." she fired back.

"You will, and you'll make it good, else, Nicole will crush the next one up."

Doria resigned, opened her mouth and excepted his flesh.

"That's it. Use your tongue. Mmm," he said.

Nicole decided to use the tip of one pepper to circle Doria's clit, while stuffing the others in her ass. The slight burning of the tender nub, caused her to groan along Frank's shaft. He moaned again.

"Remember now, Frank,' Nicole said, 'don't cum in her throat. Use the container."

Nicole finally stood up and patted Doria on the mound. "There, all done."

Doria could feel the peppers jostling around in her lower intestines. It was similar to being constipated. The longer they sat, the warmer her insides became. Drool ran from the corners of her lips and glistened along the length of Frank's cock. She felt it swelling in her throat, cutting off her airway. Her muscles tensed, awaiting the familiar wash of sperm into her throat. Suddenly the cock jerked from her lips, and Frank groaned, releasing his load into a small clear container. He did however, wipe the residue under her nose. Her head was raised once again.

Looking between her bent legs, there was Nicole. The beautiful older woman was naked, but that wasn't the frightening thing. The frightening thing was the harness, strapped around her waist. The harness held a two-ended dildo. One end was hidden from view, because it was fully incased within Nicole's own sex. The other was 9 inches long and tapered up in a long curve. Its surface was covered in hundreds of vicious bumps.

Nicole still held the red bowl in her hand. There was one pepper left, aimlessly floating inside. She took the fake cock in her hand and used its tip to grind up the pepper. Tipping the bowl over, she poured some of the oily contents over the dildo. It became shiny and covered in green specks. With a devious smile, she stood over Doria and tipped the bowl again. The remaining contents of pepper and oil splashed down into and over Doria's upturned sex.

"Aghhh!" she screamed, jerking in her tight bonds. Her belly and breasts rose and fell, as she panted for breath.

She screamed again, as the pointed tip of the dildo pressed against her tender rosebud.

"Just save your breath, Girl," Nicole said, "Wait until I turn your guts into a hot salad."

She thrust the dildo into Doria's tight hole, crushing any peppers in its wake.

"Aghh! Aghh!" a chorus of bloody screams flew from Doria's lips.

The whole bench rocked, as Nicole fucked Doria's inflamed ass. Each thrust of the phallus, caused the one inside Nicole to caress her g-spot. Its base exotically massaged her clitoris. The surface of Doria's shaft, was slightly pink with green specks. Something was obviously bleeding inside. This thought, farther stroked Nicole's perverse lust. Sweat poured from Doris's body. This only increased the burning sensations on the soft tissues of Doria's cunt, as the salty liquid mixed with that of the pepper oil.

The sound of wet slapping flesh, and agonizing cries filled the studio. With one last thrust, Nicole came in a mountainous orgasm.

"Mmm," she said rolling her head, "Was that as good for you?"

Doria was wordless. All she could do was cry, shake, and groan. The sheen of sweat covering her naked flesh, made it sparkle under the bright studio lights.

"Remember when she arrived,' Nicole told Frank, 'the way she cringed at our medical theme. I say we take her there next."