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Chapter Four
After being unstrapped the three were led by the nurses through a double set of swinging doors and into an adjacent room. Walking unsteadily and quivering the three looked disheveled, tired, and confused. Inside the new room sat a huge tank filled with a pinkish liquid. It was easily 5 feet deep with metal stairs leading up both sides. The nurses guided Anna, Beth, and Chris to a set of stairs and stopped them.
“We need you to all three walk into the tank and submerge yourselves to your necks. Stay inside till we tell you to get out.”, said one of the nurses.
All three entered the tank as commanded and stopped. It was warm, slightly viscous liquid. They all stopped and stood crouched so only their heads were visible. After a few minutes they noticed a tingling sensation that rapidly began to burn. It wasn’t a terribly painful burn, but rather uncomfortable. Beth gasped a quick intake of air, and Chris winced. With that the nurses instructed them to raise and exit the other side. As they climbed out and went down the stairs the gooey liquid slid off, leaving them shiny as it rapidly dried on their skin.
“This way.”, said the nurses as they led them through another set of double doors at the other side of the room.
These opened into a long hallway. The walls tiled mint green like a hospital with rows of doors along its length. As they walked past the doors Anna noted they each had a whiteboard with sequential letter number patterns. A1, A2, A3 and so on till the end of the hall… 10 in total. At the end of the hall they turned a corner to another hallway the same as the last. Walking down the hall they passed B1, B2, B3 and finally stopped at B4. The nurse opened the door and motioned for them to enter.
Inside the three were lined up again and given a chance to take in their surroundings. There were three tables in the center of the room. Each padded with white vinyl. They looked like massage tables but there were three holes cut out. Again Anna noted the straps hanging from their sides. At the far end of the room was a half wall with a sink and toilet and a standing shower beside it. The walls were covered in white tile and the floor in white linoleum. In fact, everything was very white and very sterile looking.
“This will be your room. I’m sure you are all smart enough to deduce the rooms you passed belonged to other recruits – so don’t think you’re alone in this experience. During the day and as needed you will partake in our experiments. When you are not needed with the doctor you will spend your time here. Each day you will be given time for one shower and one bowl movement. Otherwise you will be on these tables.”
Anna and Beth were led to the two outside tables and placed face down. Their head went into a padded section just like a massage table, but their breasts drooped through two of the holes and faced the floor. A third hole opened directly under their sex. Legs spread slightly apart the nurses proceeded to strap them both down – restraining them at the head, elbows, wrist, back, waist, knees, and ankles. Chris was fastened down to his center table in the same manner. Once in place the nurses brought over bowls from a cart outside the room and fed them. It was textured and thick, must be oatmeal thought Chris. Then they were all blindfolded.
“Now we want you to sleep for a while. I know you ladies are humming with tension and fear, but it’s important you rest.”
With that they heard the door close and the room went silent except for the buzz of a florescent light. None of them bothered to talk and eventually the strain and stress of the day took it’s toll as they lulled off to sleep.
Anna’s sleep was fitful. The throbbing ache of need continued to pulse from her clit and nipples. Her dreams were filled with Chris… his lips on hers, his hands, his cock. Beth was deeply dreaming of fucking Anna, and Chris was lost in a three way with the nurses. Suddenly they were awakened by the sound of the doors opening.
“What’s happening?!”, awoke Anna with a start.
“Oh God I’m so hot!”, cried out Beth.
Nothing else was said and all three could only hear the sounds of feet moving around the room. Next they heard a stool wheel over to their left sides and then they felt hands. Anna jerked as both her breasts were cupped and rubbed. Whoever was rubbing them had sticky hands… it felt like molasses. The hands then trailed down to her crotch and began rubbing over her mound. Meanwhile Chris felt the same sticky sensation as his rock hard cock was tugged and massaged. `Shit! Is it always hard now?’, thought Chris. Beth was also being rubbed and letting out small moans as she was touched. The hands continued into their slits and over Chris’ testicles with particular attention being paid to their clits and his tight head. It was incredibly frustrating as none of it was vigorous or attentive enough to bring them any relief. After a few minutes the stroking stopped the stools rolled away and the three were left alone.
Then it began. Subtle at first but with growing intensity all three felt a tension and ache in the recently rubbed areas. It was dull at first but quickly built to a heat and intensity. Beth and Anna could feel their mounds swell and lubricate. Their clits grew hard and throbbed, almost trying to force their way up into a full erection. Their nipples quivered and pulsed with every heartbeat. Chris could feel his cock hard as a rock. It twitched and bounced back and forth looking for something to touch. It was maddening.
The sensations continued unabated, all three sweating moaning and begging after a short while. Straining against the straps they cried out for help, to be released from their bonds, for anything to make it stop. All they could think about was their bodies and their desire. Even reserved Anna, who had only had two boyfriends, was willing to fuck anything with a pulse… anything to help calm her down. After what seemed like eternity the doors swung open again and the sound of feet entered the room.
“Please! For God’s sake… touch me! Get me off!”, screamed Beth.
“Touch it! Oh…. Pppp…pppp please touch it!”, moaned Chris.
Anna merely continued straining and struggling against her straps. Again they strange sticky goo was applied, and again they all cried and begged when they heard the stools wheeling away. To their delight they heard them wheel back up a moment later.
A nurse spoke up. “We hope you have been resting.”, said the nurse sarcasticly. “We are going to take things a step further now…”
She was cut off by Beth, “THANK YOU! OH, THANK YOU!”
“Don’t thank us yet. What we’re about to do is going to hurt. I’m not going to lie…it’s going to hurt a lot, but it’s part of your time here.”
Anna jerked against her bonds and screamed, “LET US GO!”
Her scream was ignored and all three felt hands against them again. Beth and Anna felt fingers pinch their left nipples hard. They cried out but before they could even crescendo the pain multiplied. A needle was driven directly into each nipple followed by a heated sensation that coursed throughout their breast. The procedure was repeated on their other breast leaving them both wailing straining and sobbing. Chris who could hear their cries but was unaware what was happening to them felt a rubber sleeve pulled over his cock. It was form fitting but must have been weighted because it was heavily pulling his cock down toward the floor. He then felt a cold metallic sensation cup is balls and over his pernium. A hand was placed on his ass pressing down firmly then he felt a mouth close to his ear.
“Sweetie. This is going to hurt like nothing you’ve ever experienced. We’re sorry, but it has to be done. Bite down on this rubber stick and feel free to scream if it helps.”
Chris started to protest as the stick was thrust in his mouth, and with that he heard a click beside him. A pain like thousands of stinging bees shot through his cock as dozens of needles thrust from a metal casing surrounding the rubber sleeve and deep inside him. He screamed at an octave and tone unlike anything heard by Beth or Anna before. It was wild, visceral, and terrifying. The pain slammed through him followed by a burning in his cock then it began to swell feeling as though it would burst. Chris screamed again but suddenly it changed pitch – high and soprano. Needles had thrust from the metal casing deep inside his testicles. They were injected with the same burning liquid and felt like they were on fire from the inside out. Additional needles thrust deep through his pernium and into his internal glands. Chris passed out from the agony.
With that Beth and Anna began begging again; promising to do anything Gruber or the nurses wanted. They were ignored and instead felt fingers on their clits. They cried and struggled against the straps then screamed. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!”, screamed Anna as she felt the needle pierce through the tip of her clit and deep inside along its shaft. As it went the burning sensation moved with it… deeper and deeper inside. It felt as though her clit was seared on a grill. The same was occurring to Beth, who like Chris passed out. As quickly as the agony began it ended, and the pain with the retracted needles.
Anna, the only one still conscious laid sobbing on the table as the stools rolled away from Chris and Beth. The one beside her lingered and she felt the gentle stroke of a hand on her head. “There, there… I know it was horrible, but it’s over. You’re going to feel funny for a while where the needles stuck you. We’ll be back soon to unstrap you three and bring you to the observation room. You’ll like it there.”
With that the stool rolled away and Anna heard the nurse exit the room. Alone, scared, and confused Anna started to hate herself for signing the contract. It wasn’t long though before her thoughts turned to her breasts and her clit. They were erect, swollen, and twitching again… begging for release as though none of the pain had ever happened.
END Four
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