True Love
Chapter 7
Drink in hand, I settled back into the overstuffed chair and my host
continued his story concerning Beverly's final days at the private hospital, or
was it a chamber of horrors?
"It was of critical importance to Beverly's well-being that there be
some method of monitoring her physical reactions to whatever torment she
underwent. Their solution was a brilliant one. Beverly's vital functions would
be measured and transmitted to the monitoring team by means of many dozens of
very tiny, single function sensors embedded in various parts of her body. The
integrated data streams would provide a real time picture of the health of her
body."
"This novel approach was taken even one step further. The information
would also be used to determine the amount and severity of the traumas that she
would endure by means of a feedback system that allowed direct control of much
of the equipment used to torture her. I was in awe when this was explained to me
by the team leader."
"He became very excited when he described another part of the monitoring
protocol. Of special interest to the medical staff was the information that
would be obtained through monitoring her body's erogenous zones. A number of
doctors obviously had visions of landmark technical papers bearing their names
if the data they anticipated actually was collected and validated."
"Two days prior to the beginning of her final ordeal they operated on
Beverly to implant the sensors. She was shown no mercy, enduring the nearly four
hour procedure without the benefit of anesthetic. Many of the tiny probes were
buried beneath her skin with a modified stapling gun. This device was also
employed to implant a number of sensors into her tongue. Great care was taken
that the particular area they were working in was immobilized. A device very
similar to the one used by Madame Wu Zhaen was employed for this purpose. Those
requiring a more invasive location were injected with hypodermic needles, very
large needles that always left the area in which they were used bruised and
swollen. Others that needed to be located in close proximity to certain key
internal organs such as her heart, lungs, liver and kidneys were delivered via
various catheters and modified intravenous tubes."
"When the operation was complete, a preliminary test was run while she
was still on the operating table, just in case repairs or modifications had to
be made. It was an amazing success. Nearly a hundred channels of data were being
received. I have no idea what most of them meant or their significance. Pulse,
respiration and body temperature I could understand. However information about
Beverly's skin potential, electrolytic balance, pressure differentials,
endorphin levels and the like were a mystery to me."
"Now that Beverly's handlers were confident that they could adequately
monitor her condition, they turned her over to the nurses and orderlies who were
responsible for her daily "regimen". Naturally these people were not told that
their charge's physical status was now being constantly observed. This would
give the doctors a wonderful opportunity to gain some baseline data before their
patient underwent her final trial. Less than an hour after her operation,
Beverly's shrunken breasts were prepped for their final mammogram. They received
massive doses of bee venom, causing them to substantially increase in size and
become incredibly painful. Later, when she underwent the procedure, the maximum
force that the machine could produce was used to flatten her bloated, discolored
bags of flesh. Beverly later told me that she had a marvelous orgasm just before
passing out."
"Her day was far from over. As soon as she recovered her senses Beverly
was taken to another room for a colonoscopy, her second of the week. Although
the staff involved in her final ordeal had been sworn to secrecy concerning the
timing of the event, hospital security was once more trumped by the all-knowing
"grapevine". Thus Beverly was to undergo a very special version of this
procedure. I am still sketchy about all the fine details, but somehow or another
she took a large enema comprising glycerin laced with finely ground sand. A
special two-chambered plug inserted into her rectum not only prevented her from
voiding the enema, it also allowed the colon probe to enter her lower intestine.
You can imagine the pain associated with the movement of the probe through such
a viscous medium. Beverly claims she had never experienced the type of pain that
was caused once the probe began to slowly make its way through the twists and
turns of her lower intestine, embedding the fine particles of sand into the
sensitive lining of flesh. During the very lengthy process she had to be revived
numerous times with smelling salts."
"Once the agonizing procedure was finished, she was allowed to void.
This too was so painful that she once more passed out as a bloody froth issued
from her spasming colon. The finely ground sand had done its work by scrapping
the walls of her intestines, causing significant internal bleeding. No serious
attempt was made to address this condition; instead Beverly was moved by gurney
to her room and placed in a strait jacket. The nurse in attendance packed her
rectum with gauze in an attempt to stop the bleeding, but was unsuccessful.
Rather than call a doctor to attend to Beverly, the nurse used an inflatable
butt plug to staunch the flow of blood from her asshole."
"Every action had been recorded through the sensors and thus the medical
staff had a golden opportunity to evaluate the monitoring system under the types
of conditions that Beverly would likely face during the next two weeks. Not only
that, the sensors embedded in her breasts and nipples had survived the brutal
force applied during the mammogram. A number of times the team was on the verge
of intervention, but the interpretation of the data argued a "wait and see"
attitude, which was validated as the evening wore on. This is not to say that my
true love had a very restful evening; no, to the contrary."
"Those only peripherally involved in her journey to personal
fulfillment, or who would not be allowed to participate in this final phase
sought to find ways to make sure that Beverly would not forget their efforts on
her behalf. For the rest of the evening and well into the early hours of the
morning there was a steady stream of female visitors to Beverly's room. Although
the attendants had been expressly forbidden to use a catheter on the patient,
Beverly's bladder was repeatedly back filled with a variety of solutions
designed to irritate its sensitive lining. Her horribly distended bladder did
not prevent her assailants from fisting her savagely. Others waiting their turn
to torment her amused themselves by sitting on her face, forcing her to either
pleasure them or swallow their urine while her vagina was stretched and pummeled
by strong armed women who seemed bent on literally thrusting their fists into
her uterus."
"During the entire time the sensors were operating as designed, feeding
data back to the monitoring team. They in turn were able to analyze and
interpret the information to allow them to describe in detail the type of trauma
she was experiencing. Of even greater significance, preliminary data from her
erogenous zone sensors was indicating a distinct relationship between the
intensity of the trauma and her sexual excitement. It was one thing to diagnose
that a patient had masochistic tendencies based on previous behavior or from
case studies of other people with similar behavioral patterns. It was a
completely different cup of tea to be showing direct empirical evidence to
support such a diagnosis. The medical staff was ecstatic over the results they
were obtaining from Beverly."
" It was very important that Beverly had to receive some time to rest.
Accordingly the head nurse of the hospital was roused from sleep, briefed on the
situation and instructed to restore order in the ward. This was quickly
accomplished. Beverly was then given proper medical attention by a physician to
make sure that there would be no lingering effects that might delay or impede
what had been planned for her, and then she was allowed to sleep."
"While she slept, her final day was planned. It was quite apparent that
the entire staff had developed a strong rapport with Beverly. In the interest of
fostering morale and to prevent more overt breaches of hospital discipline it
was decided that a part of her last day in the ward would involve the ward
personnel. The next morning there was an announcement made that Beverly would be
available in one of the operating rooms to all those who wished to pay their
respects to her before she left. By the time that Beverly was wheeled into the
brightly lit room there was a long line of hospital personnel waiting to see her
off."
"The crowd of orderlies, nurses, aides, housekeeping, maintenance, and
security people began to become excited, even agitated, as they watched the
handlers suspend Beverly in a straining X position, her body totally accessible
both front and back, wrists and ankles manacled to links of chain that stretched
her limbs to their limit. Then gradually as they watched an arsenal of
implements designed to cut, bruise and burn this emaciated, wisp of a woman
being laid out, they grew silent. The director of the team that would accompany
Beverly on her final journey now took the floor and explained what was to
happen. Each person would be allowed to use one item, one time on Beverly. When
they were finished they would be allowed one private moment to say farewell.
With that said, the director left the room."
"It took the better part of three hours before the assembled group had
completed its farewell to Beverly. By then she was barely conscious, her naked
body almost totally covered with welts, cuts, bruises and burns. No area had
escaped being marked by some form of physical damage. The more popular sites
such as her shrunken breasts, distended genitals and flaccid buttocks had borne
the brunt of their assault. Her joints had proved to be a major attraction to
the more hard-hearted among them once they realized how much pain a single blow
from a wooden stick to her kneecap, elbow or jutting hipbone could create. The
brief private conversations ran the gamut from encouragement to wishes that she
would continue to suffer the torments of the damned. Some wished that she would
return to them so that they could continue to torment her until she ultimately
died from their ministrations. Others held out the hope that this final trial
would yield her peace and acceptance of her life. Whether Beverly really
understood what most of them were saying is a very mot point considering her
exhausted state."
"The monitoring team had taken this final opportunity to fine tune their
techniques for collecting and analyzing the data that came from their subject.
The correlation between her pain and associated sexual response was now
incontrovertible. The sensors had proven to be capable of surviving severe
shocks and pressure changes without failing or becoming dislodged. All was in
readiness."
"Beverly was taken down, returned by gurney to her room, placed in a
strait jacket, sedated and strapped into a special crib-like sleeper. She would
remain there, under constant observation, until it was time for her to be
transported to the deepest level of the hospital where she would remain for the
next two weeks."
(There is more to come)
