She was regretting it now.
She wished she had not done it.

She tried to speak, tried to apologise, but to know avail. All that came out was muffled, nonsensical mumbling. The bright red ball-gag stuffed into her mouth saw to that. She struggled to move her arms, her wrists, but they were tightly bound above her pretty little head. The stirrups held her legs wide apart, making her most intimate regions open and fully accessible. She was naked, except for the dog collar around her soft neck.

She regretted what she had done.
If only she'd known.
On the clinical, pristine walls of this medical room, or rather prison, she saw that pictures of her and the married man she had been having an affair with were hung. She knew he was married, but what she did not know was that he was married to a gynaecologist She moaned into her gag at the realisation that she was now in the hands of his vengeful wife, who stod, observing, dressed in a Doctor's Coat, looking very respectable. She looked at the captive with utter contempt.
"Hello, Little Whore."
The wife stroked the girl's soft body, running her long fingernail's through the captive's dark, long, raven hair. She whimpered, her eyes full of fear as she looked up at the woman she had wronged.
"Don't worry, little cunt, I'm not going to hurt you. But you need to be brought under control. You will be made to cum, and cum, and cum."
She sobbed.
"You liked it when my hubby fucked you, when he pounded your dripping wet pussy, when he fucked your brains out and ate your honeypot, so don't pretend to me you are some poor little innocent."
The wife moved between the girl's wide open legs, pulling along the equipment trolley with her. The girl's opening was presented and fully accessible, "Mmmm...you are going to make it up to me by being my personal FuckToy". As the captive felt her cunt being stretched open by an enormous dildo, she regretted what she had done. As she was brutally stuffed and fucked by the woman she had wronged, she wished she had not spent those evenings sucking the husband's big, hard cock and being rammed by it. This dildo was bigger than even that cock. She grimaced and squirmed in her bonds, as a vibrator was applied to her clit. That really made her lose control. And, as she lost control of her pussy, the wife seized it, manipulating it, mastering it, moulding the pussy to her liking.
As that night went on, speculums, butt-plugs, vibrators, nipple clamps and just about every humiliation possible were inflicted on the girl. Her wide open crotch was a playground for her captor. The Gynaecologist built a device especially for her captive, one that would mean the total loss of sexual independence. Sure enough, it was inserted into the obvious hole.

A year later, the girl's life had changed. As she sat on her sofa, reading, she felt a sudden shock in her crotch, and her mobile rang.
"Yes, Ma'am?"
"Little Cunt, its time for your weekly Service...I want your holes over here in 30 minutes!" The buzzing in her pussy left her little choice but to obey.

She regretted what she had done.
She wished she had not done it.
Especially as she was now a Gynaecologist's FuckToy.