The Bet
Part 3: John starts the programming
After Dan left with diane, John began to prepare lisa in earnest. The injection
he had just given her was temporary, commands and mental conditioning had to be
inserted over time. He had experimented with a number of methods, from deep
hypnosis to a variety of mind-altering drugs, none were satisfactory. That was
when he found an old paper on sensory deprivation. It was noted that when
deprived of all sensation, a person would start to imagine things to make up for
the loss. The person became so hungry for any sort of sensory input that they
would except any suggestions made. John delved deeply into the research and had
tested his hypothesis on susan. It had worked well enough, but he had made some
significant modifications to the program. Lisa would be his first test of the
new system. John spoke softly to lisa, "you will follow me."
With glazed eyes, lisa followed. John led her down the stairs to his waiting
car. He had her lay on the back seat and covered her with a blanket. To test
her level of consciousness, he twisted her nipple... no response, just as he
expected. He drove to his home, where he had set up the equipment. A few years
ago, the sensory deprivation experiments the psych department was performing
were halted after a student had a psychotic break. The ethical review committee
determined that no further work could be done. The university made a very
public show of disposing the sensory deprivation chamber and monitoring
equipment. John had bribed the movers to bring the equipment to his home
instead of the dump. After they relocated all the stuff into John's basement,
he had offered them a beer, generously laced with hypnotic drugs. Both men were
hypnotized into thinking they had destroyed the equipment as directed.
John remembered all this as he drove home. His house was built on an old farm,
not too many pesky neighbors and a strong storm cellar/basement. He set up his
lab there. John checked his watch, lisa would be coming around soon. Arriving
home, he gave her another shot and commanded her to strip. She did so, no
emotion on her face, a blank stare in her eyes. John was amazed at her body:
long blonde hair, blue eyes, pert but large (D?) breasts, and an ass that could
only be described as perfect. Unlike her sister, lisa kept her pussy shaved.
That made John's work easier. He escorted her to the lab and prepared her.
The preparation was critical. First, scalp electrodes to monitor her brain
waves. Next, heart monitor for pulse and respiration. So far this was
identical to what was done susan. Now for the new additions, tiny electrodes on
her clit and nipples. These could deliver pain or pleasure. Video goggles were
placed over her eyes and speakers in her ears. Now she was ready. Gently, he
lowered her into the tank. She floated on a body temperature salt/water
mixture, designed to keep her perfectly buoyant. John stretched her out, then
sealed the tank. Now all he had to do was wait. He went over to his computer
and monitoring equipment, checked that all the electrodes were working, and
monitored her brain waves. She would need to be in a Delta pattern for the
program to be most effective. He knew once the drugs wore off, initially there
would be some panic, then relaxation, then sleep. Closing the door to the lab,
he went upstairs to have a scotch and a smoke. The next phase would take a few
hours.
John sat back in his favorite chair, clicked the remote, and started the closed
circuit TV monitor. The chamber was rather well lit, an improvement he had
added. Normally this would interfere with the deprivation effect, but with the
video goggles attached to his victim, no light could be seen by her. He dipped
into his humidor and pulled out a Cuban cigar, clipped the end and lit up. As he
puffed slowly on his stogie, he watched the monitor. By the time the cigar was
finished, lisa had already gone through her initial panic, and was well into
relaxation. It would not be long now. John sauntered down to the lab and
brought up the training program. Lisa was deeply relaxed, in fact her brain
waves were already into Delta and heading towards Theta (a much deeper level of
the subconscience). John was excited, he had never had a subject in a Theta
rhythm before. The programming should be deep and permanent. With a click of
the mouse, lisa's fate was forever sealed.
Lisa floated in an unreal world. Her mind was grasping for anything. She had
lost all sense of time and place. Suddenly, she heard a voice telling her she
must obey. Images flashed before her eyes, a woman bound and gagged. A woman
on her knees, serving her Master. A woman eating pussy. A women sucking a cock
while another cock pounded her ass. With each of these images, she felt a warm
buzz in her clit and on her nipples. The stricter the woman was bound the more
she became excited. In her mind, she kept hearing a voice, telling her that she
must obey, that she lived to serve. She accepted this as her body floated,
yearning for more attention. She needed instruction: independence equals pain,
obedience equals pleasure. Lisa heard these words in her head, repeated over
and over. Whenever independence was stated, sharp pains bit into her nipples.
Obedience quickly changed the feeling to stimulation of her clit. As abruptly
as it started, all stimulation ceased and her mind began to wander.
John was watching intently as lisa's programming progressed. He knew he would
be able to take her farther than any subject before. He set up the program to
repeat on hourly cycles, one-hour instruction, one-hour isolation. By morning
she should be ready for testing. With that thought, he retired to bed.
