With Dr Duggan sterilising a needle.

I don’t know how long I was out, but it was probably only a few minutes. As I opened my eyes, I looked up to see Dr Duggan smiling down at me. He was wiping a cloth over a long hollow needle that was curved. “Good morning, I was going to do this while you were out, but your father wanted to watch you squirm.”

I looked towards dad, who nodded, “If what Duggan says is correct, it will hurt quite a bit.”

I moaned and shuddered, “I’m all yours. So if you want to hurt me, go ahead.”

Dad smiled and handed me a belt, “For you to bite down on.”

I took the offered belt as Duggan tilted my head to the side and sought out my collar bone. Once he was ready, he pushed the needle against my skin. I couldn’t help but moan. “Are you ready?” he asked.

I nodded, and he pushed forward. It was slow and hurt a lot. I bit the belt, and half groaned, half screamed as he pushed the needle through my flesh, then muscle and under my collar bone. Then he inserted the ring with the captive bead. I was sweating by the time he finished one of them. Then he tilted my head the other way.

It felt strange, he was back to being my doctor, so to speak, but Dr Duggan, myself and my father were all naked as he pushed the needle through the other side. Again I screamed and shuddered before moaning. “Did she just cum?” Dr Duggan asked my dad.

I nodded as he pushed the captive bead ring through the fresh hole. “Yes, yes I did,” I said, letting the belt fall from my mouth.

Duggan nodded, “Well, that was impressive. I guess we’ll need to try harder to hurt you.”

I moaned again before saying, “Mirror?”

Duggan smiled and pulled a small one out of his kit. Wrapped around each of my collar bones were two hoops, a bright bead at the join. “So I think they look nice, and we will get you some nice clothes, you know, some sheer material with a clip on it to hand from your collar, barely covering your nudity.”

I nodded, “So, the other modifications you mentioned, when would you be looking at doing those to me?”

Duggan smiled, “We need to discuss with the other members. We don’t even know if they want a six titted slut. I mean, I’m pretty sure your brother will be all for modifying you a lot, but the other members,” he shrugged.

I frowned, “Why do you think Jethro would want me heavily modified?”

Dad smiled, “When he joined the group, he was disappointed that your mother wasn’t still in service to the group. He said he would have pushed for more than just a branding.”

I shuddered, “And the branding, when will I be branded?”

Dad smiled, “That depends. We could do it now. We just need two members of the group present and the paperwork to have been signed. But, I was wondering if you wanted to invite Mark to brand you?”

I shuddered, “I think that sounds wonderful,” I said.

Dad nodded, “It’s decided then, we will get Mark involved in the group so he can brand you and formally give you to the group. For the rest of tonight, do you just want to relax? We have put you through the wringer tonight.”

I smiled, “I’m yours, Dad. I mean, I’m tired, and fuck, I am sore, but I’m yours.”

Duggan smiled, “Well, I think I will be off soon. I look forward to doing some surgery on you, Kimberly. And am looking forward to your branding ceremony.”

“Thank you, Dr Duggan,” I said.

Dad smiled, “So you should get some sleep, and tomorrow you can ask Mark if he wants to brand you for the group.”

I smiled as I started to nod off where I was, “He will want to brand me,” I said dozily.