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Behavioral Experiment Case Study #1012
by Quid Pro Quo (brewski@gmx.us)
***
A boy, his mother and sister on a family camping trip
stumble upon a remote clinic, where they become
unwilling subjects in a behavioral modification
experiment. (F-adult/FM-teens, underage, inc, reluc,
oral, anal, bd, mc, drugs)
***
Behavioral Experiment Case Study # 1012 - From the
Secret Files Of NARPC
Experiment 1012 Overview: The current experiment's
social unit consists of three subjects: #24601,
"Danny", a brown-haired 17-year-old male, 135 pounds,
5'9" tall; #24602, "Taylor", a blonde 20-year-old
female, 5'6", 115 pounds; and #24603, "Melissa", the
blonde 38-year-old alpha female of the social unit,
5'7", 145 pounds, maternal female of the other two
subjects. (Per the initial intake interviews, the
paternal alpha male of the social unit, "Alex"
deserted the social unit over three years prior.)
The desired results from this experiment will be to
establish #24601 as the alpha male and dominant member
of this social unit, subjugating his sibling, #24602,
and #24603, the alpha female.
High up on a densely-wooded mountainside in the
Northwest sits the NorthAm Psychological Research
Clinic. NAPRC is dedicated to furthering the
behavioral psychology theories of B. F. Skinner, the
scientist who invented the operant conditioning
chamber, (a.k.a. the "Skinner box"), which
demonstrates how consequences for an organism's
behavior determines how the organism adapts that
behavior. (For instance, when a rat pulls the lever it
receives food, thus the rat will make frequent pulls
on the lever.)
***
To that end, NAPRC utilizes advanced techniques
dedicated to behavioral modification experiments on
Earth's dominant organisms – humans. Since their
experiments are advanced beyond conventional medical
methodologies, many mainstream authorities would
object to the nature of their work. In order to
operate without interference, after building the
facility the main road was torn up and re-forested so
that the Clinic site is accessible only by fire roads.
Light supplies like food are brought in weekly via
ATVs towing trailers. Large equipment and heavier bulk
supplies are airlifted in by helicopter.
NAPRC is so isolated cell phones can't find a signal,
and magnetic compasses are useless due to the high
iron content in the soil. In the remote chance that
any subjects make an unauthorized exit from the
facility they are quickly retrieved by security staff
utilizing the latest night vision and heat-seeking
technologies. If they are not immediately retrieved,
their chances of successful survival in the woods are
approximately 5% due to the inclement weather, rough
terrain, lack of water, and the abundance of grizzly
bears in the surrounding area.
***
Danny awoke and sat up, shocked to see he was in a
dimly-lit 12' x 12' white cell with a white door but
no windows. The bed was in the middle of the cell with
white sheets and white pillow. A stainless steel
toilet was mounted on one wall, adjoining a sink and a
compact shower stall. A small table was mounted on
another wall. He was wearing blue surgical scrubs, but
nothing else underneath. He recalled a voice speaking
to him in a dream, but couldn't recall the words. As
he stood to empty his bladder in the toilet, his head
cleared as he tried to recall the sequence of events
that got him there.
Danny, his mom Melissa, and his sister Taylor had been
on their annual family camping trip. This had been a
"family bonding" tradition their Mom came up with
(which Danny loved but Taylor hated) since their Dad
had left them, and every year they tried to go
somewhere new. (Taylor's temperament was just like her
father's, stubborn and hot-headed, and she had been
her daddy's favorite.) This year had been a disaster
from the beginning: they got a late start, as usual.
Taylor had been complaining the whole time, and then
rolled down a window to throw up when she got carsick.
That's when the map had been sucked out into the
darkness. Then they had gotten more lost on the way to
the campground because something went wrong with the
GPS, and the regular compass in Danny's backpack
wouldn't stay stable enough to find true north as they
got higher up into the coastal range. They ended up on
a narrow logging road, and it was so dark and foggy,
Melissa could barely see the road.
When their station wagon hit a huge pothole they heard
a metallic breaking sound, and even thought the engine
still ran, the car would not move any further. By this
time the temperature was dropping, so after some
debate it was decided the safest thing to do was for
the whole family to walk uphill, thinking maybe they
could get a cell signal further up the mountain.
Danny got out the flashlights, and they trudged
upwards on the fire trail. Taylor had not put new
batteries in the flashlights like she was supposed to,
so their bulbs quickly began to dim. After about 40
minutes of stumbling around on the trail in the
darkness they came upon a clearing, shocked to see a
brightly lit modern building looming before them. It
was very modern, with an exterior of titanium and
white marble. There was no indication as to what it
was, other than the lettering on the glass doors in
front indicated "Clinic".
The door was unlocked, so they walked into the lobby,
where a lovely lit waterfall fountain was set into the
wall, red leather chairs gathered around it. No one
was around, so they sat down on the red leather chairs
to rest. After a few minutes, a small young woman came
in, barefoot and wearing green hospital scrubs. On her
head was green shiny metallic party wig in a bob style
cut. She carried a tray with cups of coffee and hot
chocolate. Danny was immediately struck by her
beautiful green eyes. She looked to be in her late
teens, and even though she was devoid of makeup he
thought she was the prettiest girl he had seen in a
long time.
"Welcome to the Clinic," she said, "You must be cold
and tired if you walked all the way up here through
the fog." As she bent over in front of him to set the
tray down, Danny got a good look down the front of her
scrubs, and she was not wearing a bra. Her tits were
small, but her nipples were large and puffy, and Danny
felt his dick harden in his jeans. He hoped the lump
would not be too obvious. Standing up, she announced,
"A senior staff member will be here shortly to assist
you."
As she was turning to leave, Danny's mom stood and
grabbed the girl's arm and asked, "But where exactly
are we? We're lost and need to find some lodging for
tonight, and call someone to get our car fixed." The
girl looked at Melissa and her eyes grew wide and
fearful. Gently pulling her arm away, she headed
quickly back the way she came and called over her
shoulder, "I'm sorry ma'am, but I'm not permitted to
give out information, you'll have to wait for a senior
staff member!" At that, the girl ran out the door.
Being hot and tired, the four of them drank the
lemonade quickly. Taylor commented, "This lemonade
tasted kinda funny." Danny agreed, but his mother
remarked that they shouldn't complain because that
would make them ungrateful guests.
An older pale grey-haired man wearing a doctor's lab
coat walked in and introduced himself. "How do you do,
I'm Dr. Massingham, but as both a doctor and a teacher
here everyone just calls me 'Professor'. I trust you
are recuperating after your long hike?"
Danny recalled the Professor had engaged them in
conversation, asking a lot of questions about who they
were, where they came from, and about where their car
had broken down, and if anyone knew they were this far
up. For some reason, his Mom kept answering them all,
instead of insisting to use the phone to call for
help. Her speech was slurring and slowing, as if she
was drunk or something. Taylor had dozed off, and when
Danny tried to ask for the phone, he found he couldn't
speak, only raise his hand a few inches and try to
gesture.
A large man wearing a security guard outfit had
entered the lobby; the last thing Danny remembered
seeing was Dr. Massingham leaning over his mother,
undressing her. Using a small surgical scissors that
he took from his lab coat pocket, he cut away her bra
and her ample breasts fell free. Danny noticed what
big nipples she had, and found himself admiring them,
wanting to touch them. As his eyes closed, he heard
the Professor instruct the security guard to make sure
their car was disposed of.
Now here Danny was, alone in this room, trying to make
sense of it all. He tried to open the door, but it was
locked. As he sat down, a panel in the wall slid down
to reveal a window. Just outside his window he could
see three rooms with floor-to-ceiling plexiglas walls
across the hallway. The lights brightened a bit, and
the Professor's voice came into the room. "Good
morning Daniel, I hope you are well rested.
Danny tried to respond, but all he could do was croak.
"I apologize for your inability to speak, it's just a
side effect of the psychotropic drug I put in the
lemonade that your family so willingly drank. It
should pass in an hour or so. I know this will be a
bit of a shock to you, but you and your family are now
guests in our clinic. I anticipate your stay will be a
few weeks, but it may be longer or shorter, depending
upon how you all respond to our treatment. As you can
see, everyone has their own rooms at the moment, but
these arrangements are subject to change depending
upon your preference."
Another panel slid open, revealing three sets of
controls. "You will have controls over each room
Danny. You can make them hot or cold, you can lock and
unlock them, and you can provide food or deny it.
Think of it as a human zoo. The one thing to remember
is, there is a price for everything. You must never
give something for free. If, for example, your sister
wants food, you must get a service from her in return.
If I catch you giving something away, the recipient
will be punished. You must be in control. You are
their master." That was when Danny remembered what the
voice speaking to him in his dream kept repeating:
"These females are yours. You must be in control. You
are their master." He felt his cock getting stiff
again.
***
Experiment notes: Male #24601 is awake and responsive.
Based on his calm demeanor and subsequent erection,
the subliminal suggestions seem to be having the
desired effect in isolation, but true behavioral
impact will need to be assessed when the social unit
is re-integrated.
***
Melissa woke and looked around. She was laying naked
under a sheet with a small pillow, on a wall-mounted
cot stainless steel cot in a 6 by 8 foot cell with
three white walls and one clear Plexiglas wall. In the
corner were a wall-mounted stainless steel lavatory, a
small sink, and a metal shower hose with a hand-held
nozzle over a small drain. She tried to stand up and
call out for her children, but her knees were weak and
she found she was unable to use her voice, so she lay
back down. While she was unconscious, she had a
recurring dream with a disembodied voice repeating how
she should free herself by totally giving herself to
Danny.
The dream had been rather erotic, with the voice
describing how good it would feel to have Danny's lips
on hers, his hands on her tits, his cock in her mouth.
Since her husband Alex ran away with a waitress she
had tried dating a few times but the men ended up
being jerks, so for three years her sex life had been
non-existent. This dream had awoken her dormant
passions, and a quick touch confirmed her pussy was
wet and ready. She began to move her fingers across
her pussy to pleasure herself, and began imagining all
the things that the voice had suggested and more...
***
Experiment notes: Female #24603 is awake and
responsive. Her self-stimulating sexual behaviors
prove the initial subliminal suggestions have achieved
the desired effect. Behavioral projections indicate
#24603 will be ready for social unit re-integration
sooner than expected.
***
Taylor bolted awake in her cell, and immediately ran
to the plexiglas wall, pounding on the glass and
trying to scream for help. No sound came out of her
throat, and with all the effort she suddenly became
dizzy and collapsed, crying. It was no fair! She hated
those stupid camping trips, she hated that stupid car,
she hated her father for leaving, and she hated her
family.
It was THEIR fault for going on a stupid trip any way.
She wanted to be home with her boyfriend, going to the
mall with her friends, practicing ballet and playing
beach volleyball. While she was unconscious she had
had a gross dream with a stupid voice repeating how
she should give her body to Danny, her idiot brother!
How gross was THAT? She lay shivering and naked on the
floor of her cell and shuddered at the very thought of
letting that momma's boy touch her.
***
Experiment notes: Female #24602 is awake and agitated.
There is no behavioral evidence that the subliminal
suggestions were successful; it appears she is
actively rejecting them. Behavioral projections
indicate #24602 will be not be open to harmonious
social unit re-integration initially; if social unit
re-integration is not successful after a few days,
Female #19902 will be inserted into the situational
dynamic as a catalyst to stimulate the desired results
for #24601.
***
Melissa heard the snick of a deadbolt unlocking, and
the door swung noiselessly inwards as Danny entered
her cell. A shred of modesty compelled her to wrap her
nakedness in the sheet as she sat up on her cot. Danny
walked up to her and handed her a bottle of water,
which she guzzled quickly. Then, taking her face in
his hands he kissed her on the mouth. Two days ago,
she would have pushed him away or slapped his face,
but she was compelled instead to open her lips and
receive his tongue as he kissed her. His hands slipped
beneath the sheet and gently squeezed her breasts, but
she didn't resist. It seemed the most natural thing to
do. The aroused scent rising from her womanhood under
the sheet seemed to prove it.
Danny then stood upright, looking down at her. His
hardness was making a tent-pole in his scrubs pants.
"I'm glad you're all right, Melissa," he said. "Let me
explain. We're subjects in a scientific experiment.
I'm now the man of the family, and I'm taking control
of you and Taylor. From now on, I will control
everything about your life, whether in these cells or
after we leave. Where you go, what you wear, who you
see will all be at my direction. The sooner your
behavior shows that you accept me as your new Master,
the sooner we can all go home."
Melissa stared at her son, stunned. "What do you want
me to do?" she asked hesitantly. "And why are you
calling me by my first name instead of just 'Mom'?"
Danny smiled wickedly. "I'm your Master, and as of
this moment you are no longer 'Mom', you're whatever I
decide to call you; my lover, my whore, or my slave.
You will do everything I tell you here. If you don't,
you won't be eating for a while, and things will
definitely get uncomfortable for you. Maybe even
painful. Understand?" With that, he pulled off her
sheet so she was naked. "Lay back and spread your
legs," he commanded. "You're going to suck my cock
while I watch you rub yourself."
A stunned Melissa did as she was told, and with one
hand began to stimulate herself as she used the other
hand to grasp his member and put the tip into her
mouth, then stroke his member as she sucked. It all
seemed so right to her, and felt so good, and Danny's
voice was so soothing to listen to. "I've been
thinking, you're young and still quite fertile. I
remember you and Dad fighting about having more kids,
but he never wanted to. I've decided I want to get you
pregnant, would you like that?"
Her mouth full of cock, Melissa could only nod her
head and grunt in agreement. "In fact, you could have
more than one. Your mother had you when she was in her
late forties, so you have a lot of time left to make a
lot of babies." Melissa again nodded and grunted her
agreement as her climax began to build. "You seem to
be getting close, so I want you to cum for me. Come
on, slut, cum for me, let me hear you."
Melissa's hand was frantically working her pussy, and
at Danny's command, her orgasm burst through her.
Pushing her heels into the cot, she raised her ass and
stiffened as it tore through her, and she screamed in
pleasure. It was the best orgasm she'd had in years,
better than any her ex-husband had been able to give
her. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and gasped
for breath. Danny was pleased. "Melissa, you're such a
good little slut. I'm going to love fucking you with a
baby in your belly."
"I'm only a slut for you, Master," she whispered,
rolling over and getting on to all fours, her tits
dangling. Pleased, Danny moved into position from
behind, slipping his cock in her wet baby hole for the
first time, and began to pump. His hands reached down
and began squeezing her boobs, pinching her nipples.
As Danny took her, Melissa realized her period had
ended about two weeks before and, with no husband or
steady boyfriend, she couldn't remember the last time
she had even taken a birth control pill. He pumped her
like he was never going to stop; when her son finally
squirted into her pussy and they had both collapsed on
their backs in exhaustion, she knew her impregnation
was imminent.
Melissa was almost asleep when she felt his mouth on
her nipples. He was suddenly on top of her, his arms
reaching underneath her to squeeze her ass cheeks. He
roughly pumped his cock in her cunt as he continued to
suck and bite her tits. It was hard and rough fucking,
and as he slammed into her she felt her orgasm
arriving quickly.
Urging him on with her hands on his ass she cried out,
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh, yes, please, breed me, put your bastard
in my belly, YES, FUCK MEEEEEEEE!" She stiffened as
she came, but his relentless pounding continued on
until she came again. When he finally shot his second
load into her, he collapsed on top of her. They lay
there in a sweaty pile, and as his cock softened she
clung to him like she didn't want it to end. He was
her son, her lover, her Master, father of the baby
that would be growing in her womb. She had never been
happier.
***
Taylor lay on the floor of the cell, hoarse and
exhausted. Her voice had come back, and she had yelled
for 10 minutes before collapsing. She was very
thirsty, so thirsty she had finally crawled over to
the toilet in the wall and used her cupped hand to
drink out of the stainless steel bowl. The bowl was
clean, but it was still disgusting. Through the wall,
she had faintly heard voices that she recognized her
mother's and her brother's. Then, unbelievably, she
had heard what sounded like fucking noises, and heard
her mother having orgasms several times.
Her mother had always cum loudly; Taylor had heard her
through the bedroom walls back before her parents
divorced and they were still fucking. But who would
she be fucking now? A feeling of dread overcame her,
and a few minutes later she heard a deadbolt
unlocking. Danny entered her cell. He was naked, and
smelled like sex.
"What the fuck are you doing here, you little dipshit?
Where's Mom, and where the fuck are your clothes?"
Taylor snapped. He had walked over and knelt down next
to her, his cock hard and wet, hanging over her face.
The smell of jizz and pussy juice was powerful on it.
Danny quietly explained how they were trapped in the
clinic, all part of an experiment, how he was taking
control to get them out, and how her behavior needed
to demonstrate she accepted him as her new Master so
they could all go home. "...and now," he concluded,
"Since I've just finished fucking Melissa, you get
sloppy seconds. I need you to suck my cock. No suck,
no food."
"Eat shit and die, you little prick!" was her
explosive response, as she rolled on her side, turning
her back on him.
"Suit yourself," he responded. Grabbing a handful of
her long hair, he wiped his cock with it, so it now
smelled strongly of sex. "It's going to be a cold,
hungry night for you. I'll be turning your temperature
down, and stopping your food. I'm also shutting off
the water supply to your shower, so get used to the
smell of your own stink."
***
The days went by, Danny fucking Melissa several times
a day and training her with the Professor's guidance.
Taylor continued to refuse him, no matter how
miserable he made her; it only seemed to make her more
resolute. Then one morning, Danny was in his room and
feeling hungry. He pushed the food request button, and
a few minutes later a hidden panel on the wall
opposite the door slid back. Instead of the elderly
serving woman in the black dress that usually brought
his food, it was the pretty young woman with the
bright green wig and green surgical scrubs that came
in carrying a tray with steak and eggs. "Good morning,
here's your meal, sir," she said, then placed it on
the table and turned to go.
Danny stood up, blocking the girl from the entry
panel. "No, wait, please! Won't you stay and talk to
me? What's your name? You're amazing - I want to know
all about you!"
Looking down to avoid eye contact, the girl spoke in a
low voice. "Master has given me permission to speak
with you if you requested it, sir. I have no name. I
am known by my number, #19902. The parents of the girl
that I used to be brought her here to the Clinic three
years ago. She was 14, and a very bad girl who did
wild and wicked things with bad people. She made her
parents' lives so miserable; they had no other
recourse but to bring the bad girl here before she
ended up dead or in jail. They exchanged the bad girl
for an obedient girl, and she was given bad girl's
name, her clothes, her very life. The bad girl ceased
to exist, and went into strict training to change her
behaviors, and that's when she became 19902. As 19902,
I am a trained slave and will remain here unless a new
Master chooses me and gives me another name. And now,
see me as I truly am." At that, she took off her wig,
revealing a bald head. Another quick motion and the
top of her scrubs was off, then the bottoms. She stood
naked, arms at her sides, in front of Danny.
"Turn around," Danny heard himself order her. (The old
Danny, he realized, would not have the confidence to
order anyone around, but he was feeling a new
confidence.) Still looking down, the submissive girl
turned in a slow circle. There were several places
where it looked like tattoos had been laser-removed.
The only hair on her body was her eyebrows. Her small
tits, which he had glimpsed while sitting in the
lobby, were even lovelier up close. Her ass cheeks
were red, as if recently spanked. Her puffy nipples
with the large aureoles made Danny's mouth water and
his cock rock hard. He wanted this girl NOW! "Look at
me," he commanded, and her eyes finally met his. "You
are very pretty, and I want to touch you. Has your
Master given you permission to be touched?"
A smile finally crossed her serious face as she knelt
before him, bald head hung low. "My Master has given
me permission to give you pleasure in any form you
wish, sir. I am well-trained, and can take your cock
in my mouth, my pussy or my ass, suck on your balls
and lick your asshole; you can gag me, tie me up,
spank me, make me drink from the toilet or suck your
toes, you can pull hard on my nipples, slap my tits or
cum on my face, whatever you desire, sir. By my
Master's command, I am your toy."
Danny took the girl's arm and raised her to her feet.
Her eyes were wide. "What I really want is to make
love to you." Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed
her deeply, as passionately as he had ever kissed
anyone. Slowly, hesitantly, the girl wrapped her arms
around him as well, returning the kiss with emotion.
Lowering her to the bed, he quickly removed his scrubs
and lay down next to her, softly caressing and
nibbling on her willowy body.
She quickly spread her legs like an obedient slave
being bred, but Danny whispered, "It's not going to be
that way," and slid down until his face was positioned
over her pussy. Turning his head to the left and then
the right, he covered her inner thighs with butterfly
kisses as she groaned with pleasure. He could smell as
well as see the juices gathering in her pussy, her
lips expanding in excitement. Then he lowered his face
down on her womanhood, licking and sucking as she
shrieked and wriggled in pleasure. As her excitement
increased, his hands held her firmly by the hips until
she bucked with pleasure from his plundering her cunt
with his tongue. Her orgasm was loud and strong, and
afterwards she broke down weeping.
"Please sir, I'm a worthless slave, not worthy of
this," she said through her sobs, "Why are you being
so kind?" He kissed his way up her belly until his
face was over hers, and then kissed her mouth
passionately once again, the head of his cock moving
into position on her wet cunt lips as he did so. With
one quick thrust he slid right in, and she grunted
with pleasure. Lowering his head, he sucked on her
luscious nipples as he slowly pumped his cock in and
out of her cunt.
"You've given me your body," Danny whispered as he
moved between her nipples, "but I want your heart. I
fell in love with you the minute I saw you. I've gone
out with girls, but I've never really been in love
until now. And I want you to love me back." Feeling
his climax rising, he began to pump harder. "I want
you to tell me you love me, and mean it."
Her breathing ragged now as another climax approached,
she gasped, "But sir, I belong to my Master. I
can't... UHHHHH!" She became rigid as her orgasm hit,
and through clenched teeth she squeezed the words out,
"He's watching, he'll punish me, I... UHHHH, oh GAWD!
Oh GAWD! Forgive me, Master... Oh GAWD! YES! YES! YES,
I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!"
Hearing that took Danny over the edge as well, and he
let out a loud roar as he coated her pussy walls,
jamming his cock in her and holding it as he felt one,
two, three, four squirting waves of his hot cum shoot
into her. They collapsed in a sweaty heap, clinging to
each other, both afraid to let go. After a few
minutes, her hand reached down and stroked him to
hardness again. Getting up on all fours, she playfully
wiggled her ass in the air. "Please sir, take me from
behind – I want your cock in my ass," she whispered,
and Danny knelt behind her, rubbing his hardness in
her wet slit before slipping it slowly into her
rosebud. The girl gasped in pleasure, and as Danny
began to fuck her anal passage, one of her hands crept
up and began massaging her pussy.
In between ragged breaths, she urged Danny on. "Yes,
please sir, harder! Harder! See what a dirty girl I
am? I'm such a filthy whore, I'll suck that shitty
cock after you've cum in my ass! You can't love a
dirty whore like me, only use her! Please sir, use
me!"
Danny could contain himself no longer, and proceeded
to brutalize the girl's ass with hard and rapid
strokes. Within a few short minutes of fucking he shot
his load into her rectum, grasping her by the waist
and holding her immobile as his orgasm drained his
balls. As his dick began to soften he slowly pulled
the flaccid member out, making a slurping noise as it
came free of her sphincter. It hung deflated, covered
with cum and tiny flecks of shit. His balls were
coated with overflow as well.
The girl moved around and took his limp tool in her
mouth, cleaning it. "Smee? Im smush a drshy gurm," she
mumbled, her lips wrapped around his manhood. After
cleaning his tool, she gently took his balls in her
mouth and sucked them clean as well.
Danny felt another rush of emotion. Pushing her back
so he could lay on top of her, he kissed her neck and
wrapped his arms around her, and whispered, "Whore or
slut, I don't care. I really love you. I want all of
you, body and soul. I want my cock inside you, my
babies inside you. Tell me truthfully - do you really
love me?" Putting her hands over her face, the girl
began to cry inconsolably, finally sobbing.
Finally, as her sobs slowed, in a high pitch emotional
voice she squeaked, "I don't care if the Master
punishes me. Yes. Yes, I do love you. I don't want you
to leave me!" Danny pulled her closer, but before he
could say or do anything else, the door opened and an
older woman dressed in a nurse's uniform came in and
roughly pulled the girl away.
***
Experiment notes: Male #24601 is displaying
appropriate emotional dominance and aggression with
Female #24603 and a high level of attachment to Female
#19902, whose involvement has clearly altered the
situational dynamic and may in fact stimulate
rejection of Female #24602. A group assessment with
the social unit would be the next step.
***
The door opened and, as Danny had trained her, Melissa
immediately lay back on the cot and spread her legs
for her morning fuck. She was very happy; the early
pregnancy test he had given her last night had been
positive, and Danny's baby was inside her. Here eyes
grew wide when, instead of Danny, a large male
security guard stepped in. Shocked, she tried to cover
her breasts and spread pussy with her hands. His face
remained impassive as he tossed a sweatshirt and
sweatpants at her, along with a hairbrush. "Get
dressed, brush your hair and come with me," he
instructed.
***
Taylor lay on her cot naked, weak and coughing, with a
slight fever. She didn't know what time it was or how
long she had been there. Time had lost all meaning. In
her delirious mind, she had won. It had, in fact, been
over two weeks and she had not submitted to Danny. He
had put her through extreme temperatures, sleep
deprivation, denied her shower privileges to clean
herself, and cut her daily food intake to almost
nothing, but she still would not yield to him. Every
day he came in to see if she would give in to him and
his cock, she refused to submit to him.
She had lost a lot of weight, and was so weak she no
longer had the strength to crawl to the lavatory; she
just peed and shit where she lay. (The Clinic staff
had, in fact, been maintaining her health by giving
her intravenous nutrition and cleaning up her waste
every night while she slept.) When she heard the door
open, she didn't even look up. "F-f-f-fuck o-o-off D-
danny," she murmured automatically.
A female nurse looked down at her with concern. "Oh,
honey," she whispered lovingly, "why couldn't you have
just given up your pussy?"
Eyes still closed, Taylor felt herself being lifted
and being carried into another room, and placed gently
on a soft bed. She heard someone undressing, and
murmured, "N-nooooo!" She struggled weakly to get
away, but felt arms go around her and heard a soothing
woman's voice assuring her she was not being raped.
Taylor immediately relaxed. She felt a warm pair of
lips press against hers, and instinctively reached out
for the woman. "M-m-m-mommy?" she asked.
"Oh, sweetie, I wish I was," the woman responded as
she carried the frail girl into the shower room and
lowered her to the floor. Taylor opened her eyes, and
looked up at the tall beautiful woman standing in
front of her. She had red hair and green eyes, and her
red pubic bush was shaved in a heart shape. Her B-cup
tits had the prettiest pink nipples Taylor had ever
seen.
Turning the shower head so that Taylor was directly
under the spray, the woman took a soapy sponge and
began to wash the girl's body, finally spending extra
time on her pussy. Enjoying the sensation, Taylor
spread her legs wider to give her caregiver better
access and moaned with pleasure when the woman dropped
the sponge and began manipulating her clit with expert
fingers. "That's it, baby, let your new Momma take
care of you," the nurse cooed.
As her pussy began to tingle and a climax began to
rise, Taylor turned her head and took a nipple into
her mouth and began sucking. When her orgasm crested,
she threw her head back in ecstasy, the nurse bending
to kiss her deeply as she came. She cried out her
pleasure into the woman's expert lips, and their
tongues danced in her mouth.
Eyes closed again, Taylor felt herself being lifted up
and placed back on the soft bed. There was a soft
prick in her arm as the woman injected her with
something. She heard a buzzing sound, and an electric
razor started shaving her head. "I'm so sorry, my
darling, but your hair was such a matted mess I
couldn't get it straightened out. Don't worry, though,
you're going to feel much better here in a minute."
"Yes..." was all Taylor had the strength to say, as
her legs were spread and she felt the woman's tongue
began bathing her clit. She squirmed slightly as the
woman's little finger gently penetrated her asshole,
but did not try to escape. Half in and out of
consciousness, she could only grunt and groan as the
pleasure she felt in the shower soon returned, her
breathing becoming ragged as the woman's mouth coaxed
her pussy to another climax.
***
Experiment notes: Attendant H has violated
experimental protocol by engaging in sexual activity
with Female #24602. With 7 years of otherwise
unblemished service in the Clinic, this is highly out
of character for Attendant H, and appropriate
disciplinary measures should be taken at a later date;
however, it is the first time since arriving that
Female #24602 has exhibited any non-belligerent or
bonding behavior. Therefore, it is recommended that
Female #24602 be reunited with the social unit to
continue behavioral assessment.
***
Danny was just waking up when the panel on the wall
opposite the door slid back, and a large male security
guard stepped in and threw sweat pants and a t-shirt
at Danny. "Time for an interview with the Professor,"
he remarked, but said nothing else. After taking his
morning piss, Danny dressed and followed the security
guard into the Professor's office. He was seated
behind a huge mahogany desk, the only color in the
otherwise white room. There were white leather chairs,
and a huge white leather sofa. The wall behind him was
a huge floor-to-ceiling window with a panoramic view
of the coastal range, and beyond that the Pacific
Ocean.
The girl was hanging by her bound wrists from a rope
attached to a hook in the ceiling, just high enough so
she needed to stand on tiptoes to support her weight.
Head hung low, a red ball gag in her mouth, her ankles
were cuffed and hooked with a spreader bar attached
between them, exposing her clit and hairless cunt
lips. Nipple clips hung from the ends of her puffy
aureoles, her tits pulled downwards by the heavy chain
that connected them. Danny's heart leaped in his chest
when he saw her, but as his release was imminent, he
dared not go to her or show any emotion if it might
jeopardize his freedom.
The Professor got up from his desk, walked over to
Danny and shook his hand warmly. "Welcome, Danny," he
said, "From what I've seen you and Melissa have made
excellent progress. I have no doubt you will be a
strong Master when you return home. However, there are
a couple of things we need to settle before I can
release you. First is the matter of your sister. She's
very strong willed, and your efforts have not broken
her. From what I understand, she allowed herself to be
nearly starved to death without surrendering to you.
That poses a challenge to your dominion." He leaned
over and pressed an intercom button on his desk.
"Attendant H, please bring your patient in."
"Secondly, there is this worthless piece of meat." He
gestured to the girl. "You seem to have a great deal
of affection for her, but I cannot allow you to take
her with you. She belongs here – to me." A slight sob
came from behind the gag, and tears rolled down the
girl's face, her bald head bowed in sorrow. The
Professor rotated her so she faced away from Danny,
revealing deep red ass cheeks from being spanked and
stripes on the back of her legs from being caned.
"You see, Danny? She's just another piece of flesh,
nothing special. It looks like I was hard on her, but
she enjoyed it, I assure you. Put your fingers in her
pussy, you'll see she's wet. Go ahead, feel her."
Danny reluctantly put three fingers into her cunt, and
she was sufficiently wet so they slipped right in,
eliciting a moan from the girl. "Since coming here,
her pussy and ass has been fucked by dozens of men,
not to mention a few women. She's been trained for
pleasure. You think she loves you, Danny, but it's all
a charade. You're just another cock to her." The
Professor removed her ball gag and pulled her head
back so she looked Danny in the eyes. "Go ahead,
19902, tell young Danny what you've been trained to
REALLY think about."
Tears running down her face and dripping onto her
naked chest, the girl softly spoke: "Master, I only
think about how I have been fucked, how I am being
fucked, and how I will be fucked. I have no other
thoughts or feelings. I only said I loved him because
it pleased him to hear me say it." Danny choked up,
emotionally crushed at what he was hearing. The
Professor let go of the girl's head, and re-inserted
the ball gag. The he opened a drawer, took out a short
riding crop, and put it in Danny's hand.
"Go ahead, Danny. Punish her for lying to you, she
likes it. I find that her inner thighs are especially
sensitive. But you know that, don't you, you've kissed
her there." Enraged, Danny swung the crop down on the
tender flesh. Beneath the gag, the girl let out
muffled screamed, crying out from the pain. Striking
her as he ranted, he shouted, "You slut! You told me
you loved me! I wanted you to have my babies! Damn you
for breaking my heart!" By this time, the insides of
the girl's thighs were bright red, and the floor
beneath her was wet from her tears. Her body was
shuddering as she sobbed. Breathing hard, Danny's
anger left him and he dropped the crop.
Just then the office door opened, and Melissa walked
in. Her eyes went wide at the sight of the girl; then
seeing Danny, she walked over and knelt in front of
him, bowing her head as Danny had trained her to do
over the past weeks. The Professor smiled broadly.
"Well done, Danny, she's obviously been a very good
student. And I must congratulate you both, as I
understand that you've given her a little present in
her belly as well. You are well on your way to being
Master of the house." The Professor went back and sat
down behind his desk, and gestured for Danny to sit on
the large white leather sofa. Danny then gestured to
Melissa to lay on the sofa next to him and put her
head in his lap. He reached down and pulled up her
sweatshirt, exposing her tits so he could fondle them.
She blushed, but did not stop him.
A panel in the office slid back, and tall female
attendant came in, pushing Taylor in a wheelchair. Her
face was gaunt, her head was shaved bald, and she was
wearing a hospital gown. "I showered her, sir, but her
hair was so tangled I couldn't brush it, so I had to
shave her head," the attendant explained. "She was
getting a little agitated, so I injected her with a
mild sedative. I'd like to stay, sir, as my presence
seems to have a calming effect as well."
"Yes, we've seen your calming therapies, H. That's
fine, you may stay." He turned back to Danny.
"Taylor's made of stern stuff, Danny, she's a very
strong-willed little bitch. Most females would have
given in to you easily, like the one in your lap, but
she didn't. I suspect she can be trained, but it will
take a long time and special techniques to break her,
more than you can handle, I'm afraid. She nearly
starved to death rather than submit to you. I can't in
all good conscience let you go until this is resolved;
otherwise it would be a disaster once you got home.
What are your thoughts?"
The Professor sat back in his chair, his fingers
steepled as Danny pondered the question. Danny looked
out the window at the panoramic view, deep in thought.
For 15 minutes the room was silent, except for the
soft sobbing of the girl. Finally, Danny stood up,
walked over and stood next to the girl, leaving
Melissa laying on the couch. He took off her ball gag.
"The girl is trained and obedient. She would say
whatever you told her to say, even denying that she
loved me even though she really felt that way. I think
that she really does love me. Isn't that right, girl?
And don't lie."
The girl looked at her Master fearfully. The Professor
smiled and said, "You may tell the truth, 19902. You
will not be punished."
Tears still wet on her face, the girl swallowed and in
a low voice said, "Yes, it's true. I do love you, and
I've imagined being with you since the first day you
arrived. I want to sleep next to you and have your
babies and be yours, heart and soul! Master just made
me say those horrible things to test you."
Danny stroked the girl's cheek, and leaned in for a
soft slow kiss on the lips. "I'm sorry I doubted you,"
he whispered to her. He turned back to the Professor.
"The girl told me when she came here she was left here
to be trained, and another girl was taken away and
assumed her identity. Why can't we do this with
Taylor? She'll stay here, and the girl comes with us
and becomes Taylor. We'll have a happy family and a
house full of babies, and you can train my sister
properly!"
The Professor clapped his hands. "Excellent!" he said
enthusiastically, "I knew you'd come to the correct
conclusion! Quid pro quo, my boy – you come with a
Taylor, you leave with a Taylor!"
Danny turned to look at Melissa, who seemed suddenly
in a daze looking at her first born sitting in the
wheelchair. Her eyes started tearing up at the thought
of losing her daughter. The attendant came over and
sat down, putting her arm around Melissa. "Don't
worry. I'll take good care of her. I promise." She
pulled a small syringe out of her pocket, and subtly
injected something into Melissa's arm. She looked at
Danny. "It's just a little benzodiazepine to calm her
and help her adjust to the change. She'll cooperate,
and she'll be fine."
Energized now, the Professor snapped out instructions.
"H, please take 24602 down to the prep room. Simon,
please release 19902, and get her some identity
documents." The attendant wheeled the sedated girl out
of the room. The security guard removed the girl's
restraints and clips, then pulled out a knife and cut
the rope the naked girl had been dangling from. Her
shaky legs not able to support her, Danny gently
lowered her onto the couch next to Melissa. His hands
cupped her face, and he kissed her deeply while
Melissa looked on, expressionless.
Danny then addressed Melissa. "Melissa, this is
Taylor, and she's your daughter. You love her, and she
loves you." Melissa looked up as if digesting the
information. "T-this is T-Taylor, my daughter," she
slowly repeated, "I love her, and she loves me."
"Good," Danny said, "You may hug and kiss her. We're
going to go home together and have babies." Melissa
put her arms around her new daughter, and the girl
returned her embrace, crying happily and kissing
Melissa's face. Melissa began to cry happily too, and,
leaning back, pulled Taylor's face to her bare nipple.
Murmuring "A mommy, I have a mommy again," the happy
girl began to suck.
The Professor took a folder out of a drawer and put it
on the desk. "Now, Danny, I know you're excited about
your new life, but you need to be realistic. Have you
thought beyond the end of your very happy cock? You're
17, and still in high school, Master to two women and
about to become a father a few times over. Between
being your lovers and being pregnant, Melissa and
Taylor won't be able to work. We've found that, other
than volunteering to read to small children or doing
charity work, trained and dominated women don't do
well in the outside business world. It encourages them
to be independent, and damages their training. So, the
not insignificant burden of supporting your growing
family will be up to you. What are your plans?"
Danny thought about it, and shrugged. "I guess I'll
have to quit school and get a union trade job or
something like it that pays well."
"Danny, let's be realistic. High school dropouts don't
usually get high-paying jobs. However, I have some
very good news for you." The Professor pushed the
folder across the desk at Danny. "While you've been
our guest, I took the liberty of tracking down your
father. It appears he was involved in a bit of
embezzlement, moving the money offshore to the Cayman
Islands before abandoning his investment banking job
to run to Brazil with his boyfriend. Fortunately for
you, I have a close associate in the Cayman Islands
banking industry who has been quite helpful in, how
shall we say, 'liberating' some of your father's
funds. About $14 million, in fact.
"Of course, I deducted a 25% finder's fee for our
expenses, but this still leaves you with $10.5
million, the interest of which should be adequate to
buy a larger house with enough rooms, and the
principal to care for your future brood in comfort if
invested properly." Danny took the folder, stunned,
not knowing what to say.
The Professor extended his hand, and Danny shook it.
"Have a good life, Danny. We'll check on you from time
to time, of course, but you won't know we're there."
He looked over at Melissa, head back and eyes closed,
an ecstatic look on her face as her nipples were being
sucked by her new daughter. "Now Simon will show you
and your family to the helipad, if you can get Melissa
to stop breast-feeding long enough. Your luggage and
the camping equipment we salvaged from the car will be
waiting."
***
Experiment notes, 16 months post-release: Male
#24601's transformation to alpha status appears to be
complete. Field study indicates Female #24603 has
given birth, and is now approximately 6 months
pregnant again. Female #19902 has also given birth and
is approximately 4 months pregnant.
Despite intensive behavioral modification treatment,
Female #24602 has not responded well to anyone but
Attendant H. She is therefore useless to us as a
subject, and has been given to Attendant H permanently
as a pet.
END
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real
life" can look forward to many unproductive years
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their
local prison system.
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