The Case of the Mad Scientist

Chapter 17: First Success

There was very little sound outside the chamber, but inside the woman tied to the pole was moaning loudly. Her features were contorted into a mask of pain, and the muscles of her fine, young body were straining against the ropes that held her standing by that pole. Gato had, at the doctor’s orders, used a lot of rope and made sure that she almost could not move at all. In addition to the numerous windings of ropes around her body, he had used duct tape to secure her neck to the pole and then again at the level of her forehead so that she could not even move her head. Sorren had apparently wanted to make sure that this one could not injure herself during her struggles.

The volume on the speakers was turned down so that only a faint hint of her suffering came through.

“Yes, this is better,” Sorren was saying. “Modification 12-B is apparently causing much less pain. Good, good.” He was nodding as he made notations on his clipboard.

For his assistant, it was a shame that the subject was not feeling the levels of pain that the prior one had. She had screamed her head off and struggled fiercely. This one was suffering, true, and that was pleasant for Gato, but it could have been a much better show. Maybe when the doctor was finished with her, he could arrange for a little private show where she would show him how she reacted to some much more serious pain.

“Save this test subject,” Sorren told him, ruining his plans for the night. “I’ll want to do some follow up testing.”

“Yes, Doctor.”

large breasts and shapely legs. She was also tall for a Japanese woman, almost matching his own height. And now the doctor was telling him to save her for

chamber, he found that the woman had ceased her loud moaning and was limp in her bonds, with her eyes closed. She was, however, still whining slightly. When he was within reaching distance, her eyes snapped open. There was strange look in them, a mixture of fear and something else… It took him a while to recognize the look of a woman who wanted sex. He had seen that same look before, in a girlfriend of his younger days, Chieko. She was a woman who pleasured him greatly because she was a wanton creature who took to his harsh treatment of her. There were times when it seemed as if the more he hurt her the more she craved sex in all its forms. There had been times when he was glad

both fear of what would be

As he pulled the last of the tape from her, she suddenly snapped at his hand, nearly catching it in her teeth. For safety, he fetched a ball gag and forced it into her mouth, being very careful. She fought him at first,

tightly and even whip her if it meant he would also fuck her. She especially liked to be fucked hard in the

her head as a blindfold. If she could not see, it would make it easier to control

shoulder, like a sack of rice. He carried her to the cells section where a steel-barred cell awaited her. It was not much larger than a cage and she barely had enough room to lie down; hardly a comfortable place to be incarcerated. He was none too gentle in dumping her on the concrete floor. As he stood there, looking down at that fine body with the shiny steel handcuffs limiting her movements, he was overtaken by a strong urge to pull her

was still there: that look. She was afraid; no sane woman would not be given the situation she was in, but there was also that look of desire - and it

and lowered his pants. Her eyes immediately flew to his manhood, which was almost totally ready for its task. The look of hunger increased, overriding the fear. She struggled to get at him, although what she planned to do with her arms locked behind her and her mouth filled with rubber ball, he could not say. She managed to get her legs under her and, using the wall for leverage, got to her knees. She shuffled over to his bare leg and began pushing her breasts against his thigh and her cunt against his shin. She was rubbing her sexual parts in an obvious effort to urge