Chapter 2
As Bev slowly regained her faculties she took stock of her situation. She had no
idea where she was. She knew she had a splitting headache, that her vision still
seemed fuzzy and that her mouth was as dry as the Sierra. As the cobwebs began
to clear she remembered being at the A.T.M. then feeling something sting her
butt, she remembered running then nothing. She could see that her clothing now
rested on a table a few feet from her, and that she was definitely in some kind
of a cage.
The cage did not offer Beverly too much room, she found that she could maneuver
into a sitting position, that she could raise herself to an all fours position
or she could remain in the fetal position laying on her side that she had
awakened in. She decided on the sitting position for now, it seem to be the
most comfortable. She also decided that the all fours position would probably be
best to give her the leverage she'd need to launch the attach she had in mind
for her abductor.
Beverly Thunder was not a woman to take things laying down. Bev took stock of
her situation and assayed the cage, she noticed that it's door was one entire
side of the cage. She also noticed that it was securely padlocked. She thought
that from the all fours position she had a good chance of lunging at her
abductor when he or she opened the door. Bev was not just good looking, she was
in great shape. She worked out every day during lunch break, and she had a black
belt in Karate. So it was not unreasonable for her to feel that she had a
fighting chance to overpower her foe if given the chance.
The brothers were in no hurry now that they had Beverly securely caged. They
decided to allow Beverly time to adjust to her new home. They sat back poured
themselves a beer and watched Bev slowly recover from the effects of the drug on
the closed circuit TV.
They watched as she struggled to move about in the cage. They watched as she
assayed the cage door and checked out the stoutness of the lock. They were
amused when Beverly tried to rock the cage only to find that it was firmly
bolted in place.
Eddy had researched his subject quite thoroughly, he knew she was in excellent
shape and he knew of her black belt in Karate. As the brothers watched Bev
moving about the cage testing for leverage points Eddy could guess what she had
in mind. But he and Ben had prepared diligently for any contingency.
Hours passed and Beverly saw no signs of her abductor(s); but, unknown to her,
she was never out of sight of at least one of the brothers as they watched her
on the TV. Bev, left with no other option, fell asleep some time after midnight.
She awoke in the morning thinking and hoping that it had all been a bad dream.
It did not take long to realize the steel bars of the cage were real and that
she was the prisoner of some crazed person, but she still had her plan of attack
to give herself hope.
Then a door opened and she saw someone advancing towards her, she readied
herself to launch her attack should the opportunity arise. As Eddy approached
the cage Bev was taken aback, she knew him. It was Ed Simpson from the office.
He was the good looking guy from the office who had been hounding her for a
date, she thought that he was cute but she knew he could not help her up the
corporate ladder. So despite her attraction for him she rebuffed him at every
turn.
When she recognized Eddy her first thought was that he was there to rescue her.
The thought was fleeing, as she remembered how she had rebuked his advances, she
doubted his appearance represented a rescue. With this realization she prepared
herself to strike.
Eddy tried to engage Bev in conversation: "Good morning Beverly, did you sleep
well? How do you like your new home?"
Bev did not feel receptive to conversation and made no reply.
As Beverly crouched in the cage not taking her eyes off her intended target, she
failed to notice Ben as he entered the room through another door. In her
crouched and ready position her ass presented Ben with an excellent target.
Suddenly she felt the sting of a hypodermic needle in her rear end. Too late,
she became aware that there was another abductor. This time the drug was meant
to immobilize rather than render unconscious. As the drug took affect Bev found
that she was aware of everything going on about her. She willed her arms and
legs to move but they did not respond. She willed herself to scream, but no
sound came forth.
Bev watched as Eddy unlocked the padlock on the cage door. Then she saw Eddy
reaching into the cage. He grabbed her under the arms. She knew that she was
being removed from the cage, but she was unable to resist. Neither did she feel
the scratches on her skin left by the steel bars as she was drawn across them.
Once Bev's arms had cleared the cage door Ben was able to assist his brother in
removing her from the cage.
The brothers carried Bev over to a wheel chair and secured her for transport to
the isolation chamber. It was a short trip, just down the hall.
Beverly did not like the way things were shaping up. She was aware that she
could do nothing at the moment, but resolved to make her best attempt to escape
if given the chance. But, Bev was unable to offer any resistance as the two
brothers carefully sheathed her in what appeared to be a divers wet suit. This
suit had distinctive differences from your run of the mill wet suit, however, it
enclosed her hands in thumbless rubber mittens rather than gloves and completely
encompassed her head with no opening for her face,only two small opening for her
eyes (like a halloween mask). The suit also had three hose attachments; one at
the mouth, one at the rectum and one more over her vagina.
The hose that connected to her mouth would allow her to breath once inside the
chamber, a smaller tube inside this outer hose would extend down into her throat
and provide nourishment during her encasement. The hose located at her rectum
would be forced up into this narrow passage and provide and escape route for her
refuse. The last hose once attached to the catheter Ben was now inserting into
Bev, would provide an escape for her liquid waste. A small bundle of wires would
also escape the chamber via this last hose.
Before the rubber suite was sealed up, Ben attached electrodes over Bev's body
that would allow the brothers to monitor her vital signs. Two small electrodes
were attached to Bev's eyelids, these would deliver a small but sufficient shock
that would keep her eyes open and ensure that sleep was not forthcoming. With
plugs placed in her ears, and all the hoses and wires connected the rubber suit
was sealed up. Then a special set of rubber cuffs and matching collar were
attached to Bev's wrists, ankles and neck.
Now Eddy and Ben carried the rubber encased Beverly over to an opening in the
floor. Bev was carefully lowered into the opening. Inside the opening was a
tank, and the tank was filled with water. Once immersed in the water Eddy
fastened the "D" rings set in the cuffs and collar to the fixtures set in the
side of the tank.
As the cuffs and collar were being attached to the tanks walls Bev was slowly
regaining feeling and movement in her limbs (little good that it did). The
numbness Bev had felt in her limbs was being replaced by a feeling of
weightlessness, accompanying this her inability to encourage her limbs into
motion was replaced by a feeling of resistance when she attempted to move arms,
legs or head.
Finally the hoses were attached to their connections on the chamber's door then
the door was swung closed, then bolted and then locked.
Beverly Thunder found herself locked away in a water chamber that allowed in no
light or sound, the buoyancy of the rubber suit kept her afloat in the water and
the only things she could smell or taste had only the slightest hint of rubber.
She had been deprived of all of her senses, and the electrodes attached to her
eyelids would also make sure she was deprived of sleep. Beverly Thunder was in a
very tight fix indeed.
