She doesn't have a chance

Aurelie hadn't gone ten yards before they were on her. Two men cut off her escape, while two more closed in behind her. Her arms were seized and she was dragged back to her boss and the shaven headed man. She thrashed frantically trying to escape, but the men were far too strong for her.

"Let me go!" she shouted. "Let me go! You can't do this to me!" Her boss stepped forward with a cruel smile and slapped her hard across the face.

"It hasn't even begun. What's coming for you is like nothing you've ever imagined. And you will beg for **** before it's done."

She looked at him in horror, seeing the mask of hate revealed behind his veneer of charm for the first time.

"You'll find it a steep price to pay to have avoided sucking my cock," he sneered before turning away to the other man.

"You assured me that she would feel no pleasure in what awaits her? How can you be sure? I have heard that some women learn to love the torment."

"This one will not," Ed made a gesture and one of his assistants placed a metal case on the table and opened it to reveal some vials of liquid and several disposable hypodermic syringes. He nodded, and the assistant carefully filled a syringe with the contents of a vial and held it out.

"This is a neurotoxin that blocks the pleasure centres, any stimulus from the nerve endings is either neutralised or reported as pain or discomfort. The subject can achieve no pleasure, and certainly nothing even close to an orgasm.

Aurelie had been still in her captors hands while she listened, but now threw herself into a frenzy trying to escape. She actually managed to pull one arm free before being subdued again.

"Put the sow on the table," Ed said quietly, watching as Aurelie was dragged onto the table. Two other men seized her legs, preventing her from kicking. Another pulled her skirt up, then used a knife to cut her panties away. She strained against the hands holding her, frantic with terror but their strength was far too much for her.

When her legs were pulled apart she screamed, expecting to be ****, but what happened was worse. Infinitely worse.

Ed stepped between her spread legs, the syringe held in one hand. He looked down at her with implacable disinterest, then probed her pussy, his fingers spreading her labia and exposing her clit. With two fingers he seized the hood of her clit, tugging it gently and pulling it clear of her warm folds.

And then he pushed the needle into it, depressing the plunger to inject the neurotoxin into her.

Aurelie screamed from the agony, her body arching in a rictus of pain before she slumped into blackness.