Much later, Pal had occasion to look back and wonder if that painfully sharp vision of Heidi's sore-encrusted body had been some kind of clairvoyance.
For, when she was next selected as a sexual animal, she was taken to Heidi's room by Dr. Jonas Stillwell. The pitiful sight of that messy skin which had once been so divinely lovely was a morale-shattering thing.
"Ach-h-h! Heidi is so glad you komm! My pussycat is so much hungry, Doktor Jonas! You fuck me now, quick, no!"
"You'll have your little pussycat happy before long, Heidi," promised Stillwell.
Just then, Paul entered behind them. He moved to a position on the opposite side of Heidi's bed, and Pal saw that his steely gray eyes were blight with what seemed to be anticipation.
"So Pal baby is lunching at Heidi's today, huh?" he asked.
"Yes," Jonas replied. "I don't feel up to servicing our Fraulein, and you've declined the honor, so it seemed like a good idea to let Pal take care of it for us. She's had a good rest, and we can't let her think she doesn't require a little discipline now and then."
"You're quite right, Jonas," replied Paul.
"And we can't let Heidi go too long in her hyperthymic condition," added Stillwell.
"True," replied Paul. "Too true."
Pal wasn't sure what was coming, but she knew she wasn't going to enjoy it. These two madmen undoubtedly had horribly evil plans for her.
Heidi lay there, strap secured across her upper alms, eyes very bright and wide open. Her tongue stole out to wet her lips almost every other second. An occasional little stream of saliva tickled from the comer of her mouth.
The German girl's legs were tightly squeezed together at one moment, and slacked apart slightly at the next, as she made obvious attempts to relieve her sexual excitement by forcing the lips of her vulva together in an intermittent friction.
"Oooh-h-h! Gott! I can't make it by myself!" Heidi moaned. "Please! Help me!" The girl's hips were rolling and rotating as she tried to get sufficient agitation to ease the hunger of her starved genitals.
It was the first serious case of nymphomania Pal had ever seen, and it shook her more because she knew it had resulted from the inhuman use of the girl as a test animal for their stupid compound!
"Yes, Pal baby, help her out like a good neighbor," said Paul.
"Me?" Pal swallowed hard. "How can I help her? She needs a man – in the worst way!"
"Perhaps so," volunteered Jonas. "But as a substitute, she would be glad to have a woman – in the best way!"
Pal's breath hissed in through her teeth as she gasped, only making a daring guess as to what they intended for her.
"What in God's name do you mean?" she whispered.
"I mean," said Jonas, with a ragged grin, "that in God's name you must be kind to this poor girl. Don't you feel pity for her condition?"
"Of course!" Pal said. "But the greatest pity has limits! I don't like to see her suffer, but…"
"But you would – rather than help her out?" interrupted Paul. "Is that the attitude they taught you in nurse's training?"
Pal steeled herself, then moved forward against the bed and slipped the fingers of one hand into the furry blonde loins. It created an mediate reaction. Heidi spread her legs wide apart and gurgled happily.
"Oh-h! Yes-s-s thank you, darling! Yes-s! Do it much!" Heidi's gratitude already made Pal feel repaid for caressing the wetly pulsing warmth of the hairy slit.
"I said in the best way, Pal," Jonas reminded her. "Certainly you're sophisticated enough to know how one woman can best satisfy another, my dear!"
"But, Doctor!" Pal protested in a horrified whisper. "She's terribly infected."
"Only the drier areas of her skin," he explained. "The reaction did not affect her mucous membranes at all. Put out your tongue and open your mouth wide, Heidi," he commanded.
The girl obeyed, and Pal saw that – excepting an understandable light coating of the tongue – the girl's mouth was quite healthy. And by this time, as Pal continued her attempt to help the girl, a deep fingering revealed that the vagina was quite free of any abnormality.
"Don't waste our time!" warned Paul. "We're busy men!"
Oh, dear God! thought Pal, as she fought against the revulsion that welled up in her. Help me get through this, somehow!
Then she recalled that she had already brought Betty to a climax in that manner, when Betty's vagina had been loaded with Paul's semen. She could hardly do less for this tortured girl who was a victim in a country foreign to her.
Pal's body was like a rigid automaton as she bent her joints to get onto the bed and kneel between Heidi's feet. She kept her eyes on her goal, refusing to focus even for a split-second on the blotchy skin of Heidi's belly and thighs.
As her mouth neared the very highly mounded pubis and its plentiful crop of golden hair, she could smell the warm woman-scent of the girl's excited juices. Mixed with it was a faint odor of urine.
Pal didn't dare hesitate, lest she be unable to resume her movement toward the poor girl's vulva if she stopped at all. Her tongue licked out and targeted the parted slit, then slid along the thick edges of the outer lips, caressing the inner lining of the hot, wet fleshy petals.
"Oooh-h-h! Gott! Ooh-h! Gott!" Heidi moaned, over and over, as Pal's sympathetic tongue massaged the swollen tissues.
Heidi's thighs were threshing about from side to side, and her heels were thumping on the bed heavily, beating out the rhythm of her surging passion.
"Deep, darling! Please! More deep, like by the fingers!" panted the hoarse voice, and Pal plunged her tongue deeply into the cleft of the blood engorged vulva, dipping at the surface of the juice-covered flesh and dragging her tongue-tip upward until she touched the moaning girl's clitoris.
Pal didn't know how she could have failed to notice it before, but the late discovery now startled her when she contacted the abnormally lengthy erection at the folded juncture of Heidi's cuntlips.
It was like a miniature cock, the way it protruded from its little hiding place, sticking out almost 3/4ths of an inch from its base!
This momentary shock did not slow Pal for very long. She had an uncontrollable desire to suck at this surprising little organ she had found. And Heidi was happy with the results.
"Yes-s-s-s! You find my little schwantz! Oh-h, yes-s-s! You suck on it so nice!"
Pal's lips slipped over the unbelievable little erection and milked at it tenderly. Her tongue ran around it with excited haste, as she tried to visualize its structure.
It was misleading at first – she thought it was actually an underdeveloped penis, and that Heidi was some kind of hermaphrodite. But the hard little cocklet was too firmly cloaked in its foreskin and too organically constructed as a clitoris for any mistake, once Pal's tongue had traveled over it a few times to learn its true outlines.
But it was an exciting little plaything to find in the juicy well of Heidi's very female juices. And Pal gave it a thoroughly complete licking and sucking motel Heidi reached her first culmination.
"Ach-h-h! I komm-m-m-m!" she yelled loudly, and as the tip of Pal's tongue slipped down and entered the flowing fountain of Heidi's vagina, the thighs and legs wrapped around Pal's nude back. She could feel the irregularities of the postulant sores, pressed over her sensitive skin. But she ignored it, and concentrated on bringing the poor girl to a true completion.
"Kee-riste!" said Paul. "It makes me horny as hell to watch those two!"
"Me too!" agreed Jonas.
"Damned if I'm gonna miss the opportunity!" Paul cried.
He soon had his butt above Heidi's chest, one knee on either side of her neck, so that her shoulders fitted behind his knees. He could feel her left nipple erected into the crack of his ass, and it drove him wild with lust.
He slipped his passion-hard cock into Heidi's lips, and the girl sucked it into her mouth eagerly, reveling in the added involvement that helped comfort her nymphomaniac nervous system.
Jonas was only a few moments later in getting his plan executed. He got up behind Pal and pulled her legs out until her buttocks were poised high in the air. She tried not to let his efforts interfere with her ministrations to Heidi, although she felt a distant concern about what he would decide to do.
When his hard, skinny little dog-pecker slipped into her cuntal lips, she realized for the first time that she had been lubricating copiously from the mental involvement she had met in Heidi's crotch.
Jonas used the sloppy excretion to greatest advantage. He let his long canine rod run back and forth through Pal's slippery slit, until it was coated with the hot, creamy liquid.
Then he grabbed her satin-sleek buttocks with his hands and let his dog-like antenna feel its own way into the torn butterfly of her inner cuntlips. She felt the thrillingly pointy tip of his rubbery cock slip past her entrance and slide goosily into her vagina.
Her head came out of Heidi's crotch for just a few moments as she savored the shuddery thrill of the long, drawn-out insertion. Jonas let it slide in so slowly that she could feel the doggy red cone pass each pink, hot wrinkle of her swelling passage. It made her give out a shrill cry of excitement.
"Eee-e-e-e! Jonas! Get it all the way in before I pass out!"
He obliged her quickly, not wanting the festivities halted so they could get her revived.
When she felt the prehensile tip searching out her uterus opening age, she almost passed out, anyhow. The eerie sensation was almost unbearable. It was like a tiny animal nosing about inside her!
"God! Jonas, you'll kill me with that nosy feeler of yours before you're through! Oh-h-h! What a sensation!"
Paul only vaguely heard her, so thoroughly was Heidi keeping him occupied. She had brought him dangerously close to the edge of his control several times, but used her teeth expertly to discourage him before he could ejaculate.
Jonas, highly excited by Pal's obvious lusty pleasure with his flexible flyer, was in his glory. He had slipped his hands up to her shoulders, shoving aside Heidi's clasping legs so he could get his chest against Pal's soft silken skin. Then he had slipped his arms around her to cup her firm, generous breasts.
Heidi had let Jonas get settled, then wrapped her legs around Pal's shoulders until the scabby calves reached up to grip Jonas at almost the same place.
Now they all worked feverishly, each trying to last as long as possible, in order to prolong the voluptuous feelings that flowed over them.
When Jonas managed to get his rubbery point lodged in the tight fleshy lips of Pal's womb, he groaned with the effort of holding back his explosion, so good did it feel to have her innermost sanctum violated by his hot, throbbing cock.
Pal could feel the hard little cone as it pierced again that vulnerably sensitive little donut of womanhood that she had thought was inviolate to the human male.
"Oooh-h-h! You did it again! You did it again! You got that sneaky little thing into my uterus! Oh, Jonas! God! I'm-m-m-m commmmmgggggg!" She vibrated all over with the force of her bursting orgasm, and the juices seeped wildly out of her as she felt the spasmodic clutchings of her innermost being.
Secure now in ego-satisfying uniqueness of his accomplishment, sure that if he could do it twice, he could do it again and again, Jonas lost all self-consciousness about his non-conforming penis. He reveled in his newly developed capability as if he had become a God.
"I got my one-of-a-kind dog-prick screwed into your baby-maker like no other man could ever get it!" he yelled, and then the enormity of his repeat performance burst him loose from his control.
His swollen little cone erupted in explosive jets that hit the walls of Pal's tiny womb with hot, soul-shattering splashes. As he gushed the last of his bountiful load into her dangerously vulnerable female temple, he fell off her, and she collapsed on top of Heidi, her face sliding up over the girl's scabby belly until it stopped against her breasts.
Paul had heard this last, as had Heidi. Both of them seemed to be terribly affected by the improbable gut-fucking finale that climaxed so loudly and so near them.
Heidi's body convulsed in rapid, shivering tremors as she felt herself loosened for the first time in weeks from the terrible hungers that had possessed her. She swallowed greedily at the hot, pulsing stream of sticky semen that Paul's cock was pumping into her mouth and throat.
Paul gave a strangled cry and started to fall backward, but as his spine hit Pal's head, it hit a nerve, making him jump up in reflex. His butt came back down, and his after-fuck pulsings made his asshole wink as it closed over one of Heidi's nipples.
Still trying to swallow the last of Paul's copious seed, she could not cry out without choking. The effort of continuing to swallow while her reflexes fought to make her scream with the sudden, sharp pun, caused her to lose control of her bladder.
Pal woke up as the hot amber stream finished its geysering up against her navel.
The hot smell of sweat and sex around her, and the pungent odor of the urine, seemed to make her pass out again. For a long while, the room was very quiet, except for the sounds of deep breathing.