Parting Ways

Brett's phone alarm had interupted his fun at seven in the morning, reminding him only an hour remained before he had to be at work. Felicity was currently face down on the bed with her arms tied together behind her back and Brett's erect penis firmly planted between her cheeks. Instead of cursing, he sped up his motions and ejected his last load into her sore hole. With his dick still inside her, he bent down to her ear, "Well my little cunt, this is the last time we'll see each other for a while. I hope you enjoyed it."then pulled out. Instead of getting ready for work, he untied Felicity, and then retied her spread eagle with all her limbs stretched out to the bedpost, leaving the gag in place for the moment.

It took him almost twenty minutes to shower and make himself presentable for work as well as load up all his sex toys. On his final trip back from the truck, he brought back a pint of liquor and went over to Felicity's sweaty and cum encrusted body, pouring a little on the bed and her naked body. He had noticed the piece of forgotten tape still covering her pussy on his final trip out and had a wonderfully cruel idea, hence the ****. He lifted her head back and poured half of the bottle down her throat causing her to violently cough. She would have to pee, but with the tape firmly affixed, she would have to hold it. He then pulled out another syringe, this one a sedative meant to counteract the stimulant and injected it in her arm. Not because he had compassion, but because he didn't want to break his new toy. What he told her was a lie meant to throw off what little intelligence he believed she had. The effects of the sedative were near immediate since he once again failed at reading the directions. But she was still awake when he took off the gag and told her the maid should untie her when she comes.

That was the last time Felicity laid eyes on her stepfather again. He did indeed have a bit of money saved up, leaving a substantial sum to distant relatives and charities of a, shall we say chauvinistic nature that kept women in their place. The only money Felicity received was due to the papers he signed at City Hall that would pay her for the full three years. Unfortunately, she would be too late in finding out to change any of the legal plans he had in store for her. If she had known of his **** in time, she would have been able to legally remove the ban on her schooling and change her nudity status.

So there was Felicity, deep asleep and spread eagle on the bed when the maid found her around three in the afternoon. When the Hispanic maid tried to wake her using broken English, she didn’t respond. So she went over and saw her naked chest moving in a rhythm of deep sleep and smelled the ****. The maid didn’t bother trying to wake her since this motel is known for its kinky visitors and was not the first naked woman she had found tied up. She had cleaned the surface of various nasty substances and changes the towels before she started to vacuum the carpet. It was this that had finally awakened the naked sleeper. When the vacuum cut off, Felicity was finally able to call out to the maid for assistance with untying the ropes, at which point she slowly got up off the and stumble to the bathroom with shaky legs and allowing the maid to change the bedding.

Even though Felicity's bladder was killing her, she decided to take a shower instead. The silver piece of two inch wide tape covering her womanhood was actually making sure she couldn't soil herself. As she waited for the shower to reach an acceptable temperature, Felicity observed the woman she had become in the bathroom mirror that covered everything above the sink. What she saw was a small woman with dark brown ratty hair, multiple piercings in her ears, a bellybutton ornament, nipple rings on her now D size breasts, an elbow length armband on her left, and a large pieced of tape covering her pussy with visible bumps where the rings were. What she didn't see were any markings on her skin even when turning around. The large red welts were completely gone. The only thing remaining was the occasional waves of pain that still assaulted her lower holes.

There is a reason that the nanites inhabiting Felicity's body are so expensive. They were originally designed for military combat personal, but when another company obtained the contract, were repurposed after they were mistakenly produced. Instead of scrapping them, they were reprogrammed by another division of the company to provide long lasting beauty to the rich. The nanites would slowly alter the subject to a compensate for the increased bust size by widening her hips and strengthening her spine while also correcting any issues within her body and removing any imperfections on the outside. The effects of the nanites when it came to wounds were rapid regeneration of life threatening wounds, but only minor regeneration of small wounds and bruises to conserve energy. Felicity had actually been injected with the last of the forgotten doses in the state. The longevity effects wouldn't be clear at first, but she would remain at her current age for decades before showing signs of aging.

When she was done staring at her recovered body, she pulled off the soiled armband, opened up a new soap and shampoo, then jumped in the shower and let the shower head spray her of the dirtiness she experienced. Steeling herself, Felicity started to peel back the tape, and after having enough leverage, ripped it off in one clean yank. She stifled her moan of pain as her sensitive flesh was exposed to the air and water once more, then put a few knuckles in her mouth when she started peeing acid. Felicity spent the next twenty minutes trying to rid herself of the filth that was **** upon her. Leaning against the shower wall, she slowly slid to the ground and cried, letting the emotions of the previous day and night come to the surface, still rubbing the soap over her body until the thin bar was a sliver.