Marsha lay strapped to the low gurney, her head held in place by a helmet fixed to the gurney, and which was able to slide back and forth, was pasted over with electrodes, her mouth held open with a plastic gag which stretched it into a grotesque clown's grin. Her torso and wrists were held in place by thick white padded straps, her thighs, lashed and held in place by pulleys, arched up and out to reveal her pink, hairless twat. The nurse, thin but strong with a very wet twat in the presence of this young girl, stood to one side as Patsy, her mother's friend, ate at the child twat and licked her clitty, which also had an electrode tapped to it, but was still exposed because it was so stiffly erect as the woman played her tongue over it. All at once, Marsha wanted to enjoy the tongue working her over, but at the same time, pulled and protested at her bindings because she didn't want to have sex with girls or women.

"Well, Marsha," the nurse asked, "are you enjoying that wonderful tongue playing with your twat?" She watched as the child's eyes pleaded to be released. "Would you like to eat some twat, now?"

Marsha's look of anxiety told the nurse she would have to either sweeten her offer, or show Marsha the consequences of refusing. "It's very warm, and juicy in there," the nurse said, straddling the gurney and lightly pressing her pussy against Marsha's lips. "Try it," she commanded gently, "I think you'll enjoy it." She pressed in a little more, but Marsha tried as best she could to avoid the slippery lips of the woman's twat. "We'll have to give you a shock, or two, if you don't eat my pussy, you know." Marsha grunted her refusal, even as she convulsed and her body succumbed to Patsy lapping and kissing between her legs.

Marsha remembered the evening after her sixth birthday party. She had thought her mother was taking her up to bed, Patsy coming up behind them as they ascended the stairs. Instead, Mommy had directed her toward her own bedroom, and all three went inside. Marsha was content to let Mommy and Patsy take her clothes off, even her underwear so that she stood in front of both of them naked. Then Mommy and Patsy gave each other a long, passionate kiss while each took off the other's clothes until they also were both naked. Then, they sat on the bed, either side of Marsha. They had pushed Marsha down between them, and their hands and mouths had started to play with her and kiss her all over. At first, relaxing under their touch, she had enjoyed it, her body wiggling delightedly. Her mother kissed her on the lips, pushed her tongue inside Marsha's mouth, something that she had never done before, she played her own tongue against her mother's tongue. Patsy began to kiss her nipples, and that sent all sorts of tingles and weird, wonderful feelings through her tiny body. A hand, began to rub "down there", what Mommy later told her was called her pussy, or twat, then she felt one finger, then two pushed inside, and Marsha pressed her pussy lips against them as they worked her slippery, and very moist insides.

Standing to one side, the nurse and Patsy watched as the little girl convulsed from the shock being sent through her body, a five second charge. Then she stopped and slumped, her mouth drooling, her eyes blankly staring into space. Patsy and the nurse sat on either side of Marsha and caressed her, waiting for her to recover a sense of place.

"This usually makes them think twice about resisting orders again," the nurse told Patsy.

"I don't know." Patsy grinned, running a finger along Marsha's juicing pussy, "I kind of got off on it, myself." She kept an eye on the nurse as she glanced at Patsy's creamy pussy juice as it dribbled down her thigh. When they saw that Marsha was beginning to come to her senses, Patsy shoved her fingers deeper into her pussy and smiled wickedly. "Are you still going to say no to licking my pussy, you little whore. She has no problem getting a cock rammed in her pussy, but she does shy away from letting a girl tongue her out." Patsy placed her knees either side of Marsha's head, and then rubbed her cunt against the girl's mouth. She felt a tentative lick and pushed her pussy against the unwilling tongue, then tweaked Marsha's nipples. It caused Marsha to lick harder, more intensely, and Patsy knew she had her.

The nurse got between the little girl's legs, ran two fingers along the outer lips of her twat and watched Marsha strive to meet the fingers with a thrust that helped the nurse's fingers inside and push them deeper.

"Oooooaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh," the child moaned from under Patsy's own cunt. The nurse pulled her fingers out, and setting her head between Marsha's legs, began to lick her twat. Marsha pushed hard against the woman's working tongue. She continued to moan loudly, and then she was having an orgasm that shook her to the core. The nurse kept up her tonguing for a long time, then after a long, extended cum, pulled her tongue away from Marsha's cunt. Patsy dismounted, totally satisfied by the child's tonguing. "Oh, shit, she was good," Patsy said, breathless. "What now?"

"We give her one more shock treatment, then send her back to the ward," the nurse said.

Marsha woke gradually, slowly trying to stretch her muscles, but finding instead that she was bond tightly to the bed she lay in. Between her legs, which were spread wide and held in place by another set of tight straps, she felt a tongue and mouth play against the lips of her pussy, and she relaxed, her eyes closed as she gave herself up to the beautiful feeling being drawn out of her. A slurp-slurp sound went along with the tonguing as she felt it forcefully invade her cunt and drive up into it. Marsha lifted her arse off the bed as best she could to meet the tonguing head on. She still felt groggy and drowsy from the shock treatment she had been given, but now this wonderful oral treatment of her twat was bringing her back to reality. She pushed hard against the person's mouth as she finally started to cum, wiggling, convulsing, throwing her head from side to side as she had her first orgasm, then another, and another.

Now, someone was at the foot of the bed, licking her feet. "This is unbelievable," she thought, bucking her hips rapidly and trying to force her toes into the mouth at her feet. "Ooooooaaaagggghhhh ..." she groaned through the gag in her mouth, "Oooooommmmmffffff." She continued cumming and bucking her hips as whoever slavered over her toes and cunt worked their tongues around them. Then they stopped and Marsha collapsed, opening her eyes. Two older girls, also patients on this new ward she had been brought to, sat either side of her, fingers playing with her navel, or tweaking the extended and very hard nipples Marsha sported just now. One girl bent to kiss her, wanting to share with her Marsha's own fluids and wetness from her child-sized cunny.

"You taste exquisite," Marsha heard the girl say, then removed the rag from her mouth and replace it with her own tongue. The other girl clamped her teeth on one of Marsha's nipples and played with and licked it.

When she realized whom she had been letting lick her body, Marsha began to wiggle and thrash about, trying as best she could to stop them. These girls were lesbians, she knew, and the last thing she wanted was to have sex with other girls or women. But the girls held her still as they satisfied themselves with her. The second girl put her cunt against Marsha's and began to dry hump with her. Marsha tried resisting by staying still, but she was betrayed as her hips began to respond and ply upward, rubbing hard against the other girl's twat. She heard the girl groan and sigh as she began to cum, then felt the mingling of her own juices with those dripping from the other girl. As much as her mind said she should hate this, Marsha's body was enjoying the rape. The first girl mounted herself above Marsha's face, then sat on it, rubbing her juice filled cunt drippingly over Marsha's mouth and nose, forcing Marsha to reciprocate by tonguing her out. "Gawd, but this little whore is incredible," the first girl told the other as they used her roughly.

"Ooooommmmfffff," the first girl heard the second mumble, her mouth and tongue digging deeply into the ten year old's twat.

As she lapped the cunt, Marsha seemed to relax, getting into the action a bit more. She lavered her tongue back and forth, up and down. She found the girl's clitoris and ran her tongue over it. "Oh, yeeeeeee-aaaaaaaaaaaaaaah," the girl bore down on Marsha's face, almost smothering her, "do it, lick it, bitch, lick hard." She began cumming, spraying Marsha with her juices and rubbing hard against her face.

Marsha bucked against the second girl as she came and lifted her buttocks off the bed, and her pussy mashed against mouth and nose, the girl slurping madly, her tongue finding Marsha's clitty and driving her wild with passionate abandon as Marsha wiggled and throbbed and bucked up and down against the mouth at her crotch.

"Aaaagggggggghhhhhh," Marsha groaned from under the first girl's cunt as she came, and slurped greedily at the salty sweet cum juice forced down her mouth until the girl collapsed on top of her and both were still, their bodies both maxed out with their sex play. Slowly, the girl's crawled off of Marsha, pushed the rag back into her mouth and went away to their own beds, leaving her breathlessly exhausted and shaking. Then she realized what she had just done and started to cry.

Marsha woke to find a thickly padded collar with a leather lead attached being manoeuvred into place about her neck by the nurse she had been assigned to since being transferred to the lesbian ward. "Lay there until I'm done, you little whore. Don't give me any trouble or you'll end up on the table for a schock session. Am I clear."

Marsha nodded fearfully.

"I'm told you enjoyed your little cunt-lapping session with Maureen and Gwen this afternoon," the nurse said. Having secured the collar properly and tightly about Marsha's neck and the end of the lead to the bed, she released Marsha's wrists from their own bonds, then promptly re-secured in padded leather handcuffs attached by a short chain. When she had down this, she undid Marsha's legs and helped her to sit. "Kiss my arse, you little witch," she commanded as she turned and bent over, "I just had a shit, so lick it good and deep and clean me up."

Marsha hesitated, the nurse turned, forced Marsha down on her back and mounted her face. "I told you to lick me clean, you little whore. Do it. Now!" Then she pushed her arse down over Marsha's mouth. Her fingers found Marsha's clitty and pinched at it hard.

Yeoooowwwwwww!!" Marsha screamed, then screamed again when the nurse pinched her there a second time. She began to lick the nurse's shit off. When it was done, the nurse took another pair of padded cuffs and hobbled Marsha at the ankles with a chain that would allow her to walk, but only with mincing steps that would be very slow.

"Okay, Marsha," the nurse said, "Come with me."

Hobbled by the chains on the ankles, Marsha had a hard time staying on her feet, and nearly fell several times before they reached another room on the floor. It was private, with a single king-sized bed, low mood lighting and an adjustable, body length bench with a girl of maybe fourteen or fifteen strapped tightly to it. Her head, at crotch level, pointed to the floor, her arms spread on padded extensions were kept in place with velcro straps; her legs, which opened up access to her crotch, spread wide and tied back on padded arms that projected out from the bench. The girl smiled as she watched a man and woman fuck on the bed.

"Is this the girl I want, Mabel," asked the recumbent and bound teenager on the bench, "Is she a good cunt licker?"

"She is if you keep her in line," Mabel replied. Her juices ran down her thighs, her nipples stretched. She loved getting in bed with Daphne, and Daphne enjoyed being bound and used until she was so sore she couldn't move for days. "She just came up to the floor yesterday. She has a lot to learn."

"We'll give her some good lessons." She turned her attention to Marsha. "Come over here and let me lick on your nipples."

Marsha looked at the couple who were fucking on the bed, wishing her dad were here so he could do the same for her. She looked at the nurse, whose name, she now knew, was Mabel. She was plump and had strong arms and legs, and her tits were huge. She could probably give milk like that nurse that other new girl-Janice-had suckled. She wondered what that would be like. "Well," Mabel ordered her, "go and suck her tits."

Marsha minced her way to the girl "I'm Daphne. Start sucking." As Marsha started sucking Daphne's nipples, she was forced to push herself against Daphne in order to maintain her balance, and Daphne's tongue had good access to Marsha's nipples at the same time. Marsha sighed as Daphne's tongue sent a wave of tingling to her cunt and her clitty stood to attention.

"Ooooohhhhhmmmmm," Daphne moaned, feeling Marsha work on her nipple. A hand reached up and found her pussy and began to rub it hard. "AAH," she sighed, "fuck, yes. That feels so good."

Mabel forced Marsha's hand to play with Daphne's genitals, pushing one of Marsha's fingers along Daphne's cunt lips. "Bring her off, Marsha. Make Daphne come," Mabel commanded her. Marsha worked he hand almost independently of Mabel's direction after hearing the tone in her voice. Daphne jerked, her body jolted with an orgasm, then began to go ballistic as orgasm after orgasm took her over and Marsha clamped her teeth hard against her nipple and her tongue worked it over.

Pain combined with ecstasy as her body ripped its pussy off the table into the air, then made it come down hard, knocking the breath out of Daphne.

"Uuuuunnnnngggghhhhh!" she groaned out loudly as her bottom hit the table.

"OH!! Is she that good, Daphne?" the woman and man who had been fucking were now watching Daphne's body after being used the way it had been. "I need a good tongue up my pussy to lick me clean. Can I borrow her darling?" "If I can watch," Daphne offered.

"Well, of course, darling."

The man got up and left the room, leaving the two girls and the women alone. Mabel pulled Marsha off of Daphne, waited a moment with Marsha under her arm as the woman adjusted herself on the bed, then placed Marsha in the sixty-nine position atop the woman, pushing her face into the woman's cunt. "Lick her clean you little slut."

Her legs spread wide either side of this woman's head, Marsha felt her body's betrayal as soon as the woman's tongue, then too fingers slipped along her dripping cunny. Her hips bucked, jerked, and then, her lips spread wide by the fingers, a thick wet tongue began to work against the slippery wet walls of her cunt. "Ooooohhhhh," Marsha moaned, then blushed sheepishly that she was actually beginning to enjoy rape by lesbians.

At her own end, her mouth over the mature quiff, smelling of wonderful scents, Marsha worked her tongue first against the woman's outer lips, and slowly progressed along them to her inner lips, and finally was lapping deeply within her slickly coated spaces. She was focussed deeper inside when the pair of hips under her pushed and jerked up against her tongue, then the hips established a rhythm and rocked up and down, back and forth. Marsha's own pussy clamped down harder over the woman's face and drove itself into orgasm upon orgasm.

Marsha finally collapsed on top of the woman and rolled off of her on to the bedspread. Both breathed heavy, exhausted breaths, but the woman got up and went to Daphne and the table and began to run her hands up and down her body, forcing her tongue into her mouth.

"Come here, you little slut, and lick from the soles of her feet to her asshole for me."

Again, because of the bonds that held her feet and hands, Marsha fumbled herself off the bed to stand at Daphne's feet, this was humiliating, but being asked to kiss and lick feet was even more humiliating, but she complied all the same. She licked the girl's big toe, then sucked it into her mouth for a moment, then licked down the sole of Daphne's foot to her heel and made the girl jerk and wiggle, even giggle as though being tickled. From one foot, after licking all the toes, to the other, toe to heel, she licked along it, then, alternating over both ankles, ran her tongue slowly up the insides of Daphne's calves. Daphne kicked up and flexed her hips when Marsha reached the back of both knees, and yelped in ecstatic joy as she was tickled into orgasm. The woman ran her tongue down Daphne's neck, sucked her growing and stiffened nipples, licked her navel, and just as Marsh reached the lips of Daphne's cunt and made her jerk and yelp again, the woman sucked the girl's clitoris into her mouth and sucked hard and long. Daphne cried for mercy, the feelings were exquisite, the cunt lapping was incredible, and she kept coming and coming and coming. If this was what the institution meant by torture, she wanted it to never end.

"Oh, stop, please stop," she cried aloud for over fifteen minutes, but the woman kept on using her tongue on Daphne's pussy, and made Marsha drive her tongue into the girl's arse hole as she kissed it. "Ohhhhhhhhhh-this is better than any cock. Do me, do it to me. Stop it, oh please-stop-do it."

Finally, they stopped, and Daphne collapsed in exhausted bliss. "Keep licking her arsehole," the woman commanded Marsha. She french kissed Daphne, and while whispering to her, took hold of Marsh by the back of the head and held her in place over Daphne's arsehole. "Keep licking and eating her," the woman ordered, "or I'll have you sent for shock treatment.

Marsha continued licking and sucking, and Daphne pushed on her bowels, sending a long, creamy mass of feces down it's tubes to end up on Marsha's tongue. "Eat it, bitch," Daphne commanded. Marsha swallowed the first lump, then a second, and then she had to wait while each lump melted in her mouth. At the same time, Daphne pissed, and Marsha's face was covered in it. She wanted to cry, but was scared to death of another shock treatment and continued licking and sucking shit out of Daphne's bowels, hot and steaming. "Now, lick my arse and pussy clean you little arse kisser."

After this, they called for her to be taken away, and Mabel came, saw the state she was in, and told Marsha what a disgusting little dyke she was. She grabbed her by the elbow and propelled her down the hall to a room where she was tossed on a bed, her bonds attached to the bed, a hood placed over her head, and allowed to lay for a while with the shit still on her lips and the piss covering her face.