Zombie Sex Slave

Warning: This story contains descriptions of torture. If you are a minor or are easily offended by this type of content, then please do not read.

 

Zombie Sex Slave: Part 1 - Luck

 

 

She was broke. She had never been in such a dire situation in her life. What were her options? Asking help from her parents was out of the question - any “gift” from them came with heavy chains of expectations attached. The rent was due and she probably could get by with giving her landlord a partial payment …but right now she had nothing. Quitting her job had not been a good idea; she probably should have kept pushing her lawsuit and sue her employer as her friends advised her to, but she just didn’t want to deal with it… ultimately she just wanted to forget about the harassment and move on. Besides, it was her word against her boss, and he probably would have gotten others to back him up. She was not out to take on the world, she just wanted to get by… on her own.  But to accomplish that, she needed to find another job, and fast.

 

Kim picked the biggest office tower around and went floor to floor filling out applications for a receptionist. Making a game out of it helped…how many applications could she fill out in an hour? She even timed each stop; she was averaging about fifteen minutes per application. The game made it seem less tedious. When she got home, she would compare how she did canvassing this building to the last, and so on.

 

Then she struck gold. Halfway through the 5^th floor, she filled out an application for a business that she knew nothing about. They interviewed her on the spot and asked when she could start. Tomorrow! She was giddy as she left the office, thinking how things were finally looking up! Now for the immediate crisis of raising fast money before her first paycheck – she had to get her rent paid. She also needed to get something in her stomach, and as she was leaving for the bus, she caught site of a sandwich shop in another office building on the way. As she passed a bulletin-board in the lobby a message caught her eye…

 

YOUNG WOMEN 18 – 25 NEEDED IN MENSTRUAL DRUG TEST. IMMEDIATE CASH, LIMITED OPENINGS. INQUIRE  IN SUITE 419.

 

Immediate cash! That’s exactly what she needed. This certainly was worth checking out; the sandwich would have to wait. Perhaps they still had some openings? When she arrived at the door, it simply announced:

 

“Dr. Evelyn J. Richards, MD”

 

As Kim walked through the door, it initially seemed like all the other offices she had visited today, except for the slightest scent of medicine or antiseptic floating in the air.  Kim couldn’t tell which it was…perhaps it was a mixture of both. It seemed strange to Kim that a doctor’s office was stuck in the middle of a regular office building, like it had been accidentally placed in the wrong building by mistake. But this was becoming more common, as specialized services were becoming more independent from the hospitals and medical buildings. Then Kim saw the item that grandly pronounced that this office was different than all the others: built into the back wall, was a huge fish tank, stocked with exotic fish and colorful coral that no doubt cost a fortune. Although an aquarium was common and almost mandatory in doctor’s offices, this tank was exceptionally stocked, and it dwarfed most showroom tank displays at even the largest fish stores. Dr. Richards was certainly making some cash.

 

A receptionist smiled as Kim walked in. The she seemed to be in her early twenties. Although she was beautiful, with her wavy auburn hair, the hint of more mature facial features was beginning to emerge. She was in the transitional period between “beautiful” and “stunning”…a chrysalis of sorts. A little more time would serve to sculpt her face and further define her features, shedding any remnants of girlishness and emerging as a complete woman. A very quiet orchestral melody was playing in the background, and this seemed to enhance her beauty the slightest bit. “How can I help you?” She warmly greeted Kim.

 

Kim almost started with her standard “Are you accepting applications” routine, but caught herself. “Hi, I’m here about the ad you placed downstairs about the testing.”

 

The receptionist seemed to be sizing her up before replying. Perhaps they were looking for a particular body type? She undressed Kim with her piercing green eyes, and after an uncomfortable amount of time finally seemed to approve of what she saw. “Wonderful! We have one slot left! I’m Debra. Let me tell you a bit about what we’re doing. Your name is…?”

 

“Kim, Kim Burns.”

 

“Nice to meet you Kim. Have a seat. We are testing a new menstrual drug. It is quite safe I assure you, but the FDA requires quite an extensive amount of trials before approval.” Her voice was sweet like syrup and it put Kim at ease, however she felt somewhat inferior in the presence of the beautiful woman. Kim was certainly eye-catching and had no problem attracting men. Her sandy blond hair had recently been cut shorter, partially in response to the harassment from her last job - she had been angry and wanted a change - but it served to define her cute facial features. However, Kim would rarely be called “beautiful”…no, she was forever “cute”.

 

“We would need to give you a quick physical and get some information on your history, but barring any allergies to certain medications, most women qualify.” Debra approached Kim with the ubiquitous clipboard holding the questionnaire, and Kim was about to ask the most important question before she was preempted by Debra’s answer… “And we can give you a five hundred dollar check today…another five hundred dollars on the completion of the testing period.”

 

Five hundred dollars wasn’t the full amount she needed, but it would sure help. This was turning out to be a lucky day after all! Kim started to fill out the questionnaire, which got quite invasive with its detailed questions about her sex habits, but since it was other women who would be looking at this, it didn’t seem to matter.  Besides, for one thousand dollars total, the private information was a small amount to pay.

 

Debra had left, apparently to talk to the doctor. As she left the room, Kim did notice the tight skirt that clung to Debra’s ass. This woman obviously wasn’t afraid to show off her figure. And the way she sized Kim up made her feel that it was more sexual than professional…Kim had been through that before. Was Debra a lesbian? Not that it mattered much, but Kim wasn’t certain she would want to spend a lot of time with her. She just didn’t find women sexually exciting, she was definitely into men. The closest she had came to having sex with another woman was when she was drunk with a girlfriend and they kissed each other in a demonstration of some past boyfriends awful kissing techniques. This had led to a more passionate kiss, but it ended quickly with one of them bursting out laughing.

 

Debra rapped at Evelyn’s door and let herself in quickly closing the door behind her. “I’ve got a girl who might work!” she whispered to the doctor. Evelyn was in her mid thirties, an attractive brunette with fantastic legs and ass. She prided herself on these qualities as much as her academic and professional accomplishments… and she had accomplished quite a bit in her time. She was a brilliant student at college and medical school, and, once she began practicing, had quickly made a name for herself as a researcher of some caliber. Several larger corporations had been interested in taking her on, but Evelyn was steadfast on having her own private practice and working as a consultant. Evelyn was very private, and working for a large company would not allow her to indulge in her…interests.

 

Evelyn had met Debra at a lesbian hangout. A young attractive woman oozing of innocence had entered the bar and Evelyn immediately swooped down on her. However, another woman had apparently spotted the same vulnerability and the two of them almost collided in an effort to snatch the prey first. An initial evil glare between the two ultimately gave way to laughter and they all introduced each other. The other Domme was Debra. It was unusual for someone as attractive and young as Debra to be that aggressive, and Evelyn eventually recognized that as an admirable quality. As if they were reading each others minds, they went in for the kill together. The young girl didn’t stand a chance as the two fed her drink after drink and made her feel at ease, despite their aggressive nature. This was an art in itself - to dominate the situation, yet make the prey feel comfortable and non-threatened. Both Evelyn and Debra were excelling at as they tested each other, demonstrating their skills.

 

The girl confessed she had never been with a woman and was simply curious. The two Dommes “admitted” that they themselves were new to this too, and because Debra’s place was closer, eventually they headed there after the bar closed. Once they arrived at Debra’s, the mood quickly changed. The girl, drunk, had collapsed on the couch and was no longer the main attraction, as she was already in the possession of the other two women. Instead, the two Dommes were more curious about each other and found themselves to be quite alike. Although Evelyn was very successful and more than ten years older, she found that she had as much in common with Debra as anyone she had ever met. Debra was currently looking for work and Evelyn decided that on Monday the first thing she would do was fire her useless secretary and hire Debra.

 

The women decided to celebrate with a glass of Champagne and a night of mistreating their catch.  They yanked the poor, sleeping girl off of the couch, and took relentless advantage of her. Evelyn hadn’t been as forthcoming about her sadistic tendencies while talking with Debra, but it soon became obvious Debra had quite a sadistic streak too…perhaps even more profound than Evelyn’s! This was exciting to both the women as they went further and further, seeing just how far the other would go, as they abused the girl.  They teased her and tormented her.  They caressed her body, face and hair, crooning at her beauty, only to abruptly pull her by the hair or pinch her by the nipples to make her abide by their wishes. 

 

It wasn’t long before their victim was sobbing uncontrollably.  They ended up taking turns holding the girl to the bed, one sitting on the hapless girl’s waist and holding her arms to her side while the other mercilessly grinded her pussy onto the girl’s face, threatening to smother her if she didn’t lick her pussy with enough gusto.  By the time they let her go, the poor girl couldn’t even speak clearly from the overuse of her tongue. She was so traumatized by the ordeal in the end that it was highly doubtful that she would ever try being with a woman again.

 

Evelyn and Debra had been together ever since, sharing their conquests and exploits. Their relationship was strangely platonic, except when carting home a victim. When this happened their passions erupted, and after they were finished with their latest prey they ended up in each other’s arms in the most intense, passionate lovemaking either had experienced before they had met. This dynamic seemed to keep any jealousy at bay, and allowed them to become best friends. The fact that Evelyn was Debra’s boss didn’t seem to have an adverse effect as Debra was very thorough and efficient at anything she did. Evelyn’s finances had given her a freedom to pursue directions that suited her interests, and because Debra was on the same wavelength, she had a willing accomplice. This led them to today, a culmination of long research and patient planning that hopefully would result in the most amazing prize either woman could imagine.

 

Evelyn looked at Debra and smiled. “You like her, huh?” This was exciting. “Perhaps I should meet our little test subject, and let you know if I approve?” Evelyn walked out to the lobby and sized up the woman. She was very pretty, blond and tall. She had decent sized breasts and they were obviously not enhanced. This was important as Evelyn did not want to have to deal with removing implants. There were a few other potential problems that needed to be checked out before the decision was made.

 

There really was a legitimate menstrual drug test going on, and the two had tested many participants. But there also was another, far more personal and private study that Evelyn had been waiting to embark on. Every potential candidate so far had failed to meet the important qualifications:

 

No one must know the woman was here.

 

She must not have contacted anyone on her cell phone while in the building.

 

Preferably she would have had no other business to attend to in the building.

 

An added bonus would be if the candidate arrived on foot or on bus. A car could present problems as there were security cameras in the lot. This question was easily answered by the fact that one of the stipulations for the legitimate study was that the subject not drive after taking the drug the first time. Kim had told the women that no, she took the bus over.

 

Kim also consented to a physical. No red flags of warning went off in her head as this whole situation appeared to be a grand stroke of luck. There was nothing to fear since she was dealing with women, and Dr. Richards’ professional air put her immediately at ease. The doctor was also very attractive, and could have easily been a model had she let her hair down and put on different makeup.

 

Evelyn spoke in a calm soothing manner. Her voice was deeper than Debra’s, and it had a hint of a smoky quality… she spoke quietly. This had the effect of causing people to listen closer and creating the air of importance. Men and women had fallen for her voice before; it was something you didn’t notice in most people, but you noticed Evelyn’s voice. One word could sum it up: sensual.

 

As Kim was led back to the exam room, she indulged in chit chat, telling the two that she just happened to pass by this building, spotting the deli. This seemed to generate unusual interest in the two women, and Kim was a bit confused as Dr. Richards probed her more about this. Kim’s mind was set at ease though when the doctor explained that she had invested in the deli, and wanted to know more about the circumstances that led people to eat there.  As Debra left the exam room and closed the door, Dr. Richards continued the light conversation as she instructed Kim to get undressed.

 

The cell phone was the easiest to verify. Debra simply went through Kim’s jacket while Kim was in the exam room getting undressed and looked at the calls made and calls received. Nothing in the last four hours. Debra’s heart began to pound harder as she began to realize that Kim might end up qualifying to be their first real test subject. There had been others that the two women had tested small amounts of the “special” drugs on, but this was going to be a whole different level of control. Debra pretended to need something from the exam room and caught Evelyn’s eye…a quick nod. Debra couldn’t help sneaking a peek at Kim, naked, being gently probed by Evelyn. Evelyn, on the other hand, made certain nothing seemed inappropriate during the exam; it would be a mistake to jeopardize things when they might be so close.

 

Now it was the moment of truth. Evelyn had to make the decision whether to give Kim the real test drug, or administer Rohypnol. Rohypnol, like GHB, was considered a “date rape drug”, and was illegal in the United States. It was a fast acting sedative and would cause dizziness or drowsiness. A benefit to giving this to her would be that if things didn’t go as planned, the drug affected the person’s memory, and the whole incident (or at least large chunks) would be forgotten. Kim could be released if something went wrong with little chance of any serious consequences. Also, the adverse effects could be attributed to a reaction to the legitimate test drug. Evelyn called Debra in to record the time, 3:42 PM, as she administered the drug to their new test subject. Debra knew which drug it was, and her excitement was almost impossible to contain.

 

Both women pretended to be preoccupied with other tasks, but in reality, they were watching every movement Kim made. Finally Kim spoke up: “I’m feeling kinda dizzy”.