Chapter 5 - Medic & Mechanic
So, that leaves just two - our medical student and our engineer. I can see from
the closed circuit television cameras that we have installed in all the cells
that Debbie Gifford has managed to struggle up to a sitting position but seems
to be quiet, while Nancy Carter is still twisting and wriggling to loosen her
bonds. We bring Debbie up to the office first.
Debbie seems resigned and comes quietly. She says nothing as her gag is removed,
nothing as I run through the same routine as I have done for the others. It
hardly seems worth having taken the gag off and she doesn't resist as Elly puts
it back. I ask if she has understood what we have told her; about what will
happen to her, her new home and her new life. She nods slowly. She only seems to
show any shock as she catches sight of herself in a mirror. Her white blouse has
some oily spots from being brought here in the car boot, her black skirt is
dusty and a strand of her long dark hair has worked loose from the pins that
held it up. I think she looks prettily dishevelled. She seems puzzled as to how
she can look this way. She's obviously scared and in shock. There's no sense in
making things worse now, she could just panic. I tell Elly to put her back in
her cell. A little while later I check her out on the CCTV. She's sitting bolt
upright on the side of her bed staring straight ahead. I am still worried about
her - she's going to need quite a lot of help adjusting to her new situation.
Nancy does anything but come quietly. She tries to run for it as soon as her
legs have been untied and she is out in the corridor. Elly spins her back
against the wall. Nancy kicks out but misses. Elly shocks her with the stun gun
she keeps handy for emergencies. We drag her back into the cell. Elly is pissed
by this disruption to her routine and goes to work on Nancy with some more rope.
As the stun wears off, Nancy is struggling to cope with a vicious hogtie and her
elbows roped almost together behind her back. Elly has cut off her tape gag (and
more than a few tufts of ginger hair with it) stuffed some more cloth in her
mouth and kept it there with a length of rope that is tied across Nancy's mouth
and back behind her head to the ropes cinching her elbows. Nancy moans as she
recovers. Elly grins. I decide there will be nothing gained from taking her up
stairs and decide to brief her there. I go through the main points, Nancy's
grunts of anger turn to moans of discomfort as she tries to ease the strain on
her body from the ropes. I say that surely, as an engineer she should appreciate
the stresses and tensions involved. She gives a groan that is half angry and
half resigned. I ask her if she's prepared to behave if I loosen something off
for her. She thinks about it for a moment and then nods her head. I think about
loosening her blouse but decide that would be more than a little unfair and
untie the hog tie that links her ankles and wrists. Nancy gives a moan of
relief. Elly snorts in disgust and stalks out but, as far as I am concerned, for
Nancy that's the first compliant response we have seen - the start of her
training.
So there we are. Five graduates, secure in their cells and all ready for the
next step in their journey. The benefits of their higher education are not yet
apparent to me, although it is interesting to note that the two ex-public school
girls, Nancy and Amanda, seem to be showing the most spirit so far. I am sure
their new owner will get good value from all of them.
Perhaps education isn't what they needed; perhaps training is more the
requirement. Certainly their new home will provide ample opportunities for that.
They are all going to learn to become proficient in new skills but those will be
achieved through practical application rather than academic study.
I am confident, though, that they will make the grade. This recruitment business
isn't a matter of simply snatching up any passing female. It takes a lot of
research to ensure that my recruits will fit in with the needs of my clients.
That research is as demanding as anything going on in the halls of learning of
this university. Just as an interlude, I'll give you a taste of just how much
trouble we go to in researching our recruits.
