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Chapter 3 by Guromancer Guromancer

What Hell does she live next?

Heather's Walk of Shame

The multi-spectre sobbed as she shambled to the portal ahead of her, wailing loudly as silent ghosts smiled at her and floated like sharks made of clouds. Her breasts were quite large, at least compared to her last several million lives, which she still remembered every moment of.

Where were arms? How did suddenly grow tits? Where was she just now? That's right, she had just died, wondering if there's an afterlife, and wishing for her next life to be better. Swearing she wanted massive breasts and to not be tortured and that she wouldn't ask for anything else. She would get her wish. Her body was now exactly the same as when she had died, except for massive tits which swung as she marched forward.

She was marched to the purple and green fire that formed a mostly flat oval, and saw vivid memories of her future. She was going to beg to have A cups in her next life, swearing she didn't want to be a chest heavy toy for men and women to slap and grope.

As she felt the sting of the portal's flames, she felt moments of her coming life.

Her nipples were pierced and a thin steel rod was placed through both of them, so that her tits could be displayed for... Someone. Maybe everyone.

Her clit was yanked out and tied by wired, of which the ends were tied to something making her walk forward.

The images became clearer. The wire looped on her clit and the rod through her tits tied her front end to the back of a car, with long ropes so everyone could get a good look at her form. On the truck was a mirror and a camera, so she could see her not yet beaten breasts and her sobbing, slapped face. She couldn't speak because there was a giant gag in her mouth.

The truck stopped in front of a massive facility, perhaps a school or government center, and the ends of the wire looped on her clit were untied from the car, then tied to wooden paddles held by 2 strangers who had face replaced by bright yellow white light. They were definitely smiling, however, that much could be seen. The ends of the rod were also untied, and then held by a pair of similarly smiling but otherwise obscured women standing beside her. The pair of tormentors standing ahead of her and to the side walked forward, slight sideways as they pulled on the wire that held her clit.

Another pair of gorgeous women strolled behind her, wielding paddles.

She was walked up a hill with a rough sidewalk, towards the stairs in front of the building, with city sized crowds cheering, tho she couldn't hear anything but her own wailing and begging, and the paddles striking her ass.

"Please. No don't, don't this! Nohhhoh!"

She eventually saw at the center of the plaza, a pair of poles she was placed between. The rod through her nipples was locked in place atop these 2 poles, and the wire looped on her clit was tied to the ground, one end ahead of her, and the other went between her legs and behind her.

Her face was next. Thin chains connected the end of the dildo gagging her to the rod between her nipples.

The the ground started rotating. Just ahead of where the wires were planted, a small line curved around this platform. It moved slowly, at a full rotation every few minutes.

Eventually the rotation stopped, after several hours, and her gag was untied from her head then pulled out from her mouth, so she could be **** fed. Next, the ends of the chain, rod and wires were undone. And the dildo was shoved back into her face and tied around her head.

A sign was tied to the rod going through her nipples, and a bell was attached to the chain of her gag. The 2 long ends of the wire on her clit were threaded through more bells, and she was spanked forth, no one walking her this time. She occasionally fell, only to be yanked up and walked by hands gripping her breasts and ass. Whichever hand groped her bottom sometimes slapped her thighs. Her face was covered in snot and tears and whatever oatmeal they had drenched her with.

"Waahhh aahhhgg uuwwwwnnn hh.." Heather sobbed as she marched endlessly through a demon city, wondering how much worse her next worldly life would be.

How does her next life go?

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