The Case of the Mad Scientist

Chapter 17: First Success

Chapter 17: First Success

There was very little sound outside the chamber, but inside the woman tied to the pole was moaning loudly. Her features were contorted into a mask of pain, and the muscles of her fine, young body were straining against the ropes that held her standing by that pole. Gato had, at the doctor’s orders, used a lot of rope and made sure that she almost could not move at all. In addition to the numerous windings of ropes around her body, he had used duct tape to secure her neck to the pole and then again at the level of her forehead so that she could not even move her head. Sorren had apparently wanted to make sure that this one could not injure herself during her struggles.

The volume on the speakers was turned down so that only a faint hint of her suffering came through.

“Yes, this is better,” Sorren was saying. “Modification 12-B is apparently causing much less pain. Good, good.” He was nodding as he made notations on his clipboard.

For his assistant, it was a shame that the subject was not feeling the levels of pain that the prior one had. She had screamed her head off and struggled fiercely. This one was suffering, true, and that was pleasant for Gato, but it could have been a much better show. Maybe when the doctor was finished with her, he could arrange for a little private show where she would show him how she reacted to some much more serious pain.

“Save this test subject,” Sorren told him, ruining his plans for the night. “I’ll want to do some follow up testing.”

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As the doctor walked away, Gato smoothed back his long black hair and sneered at the man’s back. This was one of the better looking subjects brought in, with nice large breasts and shapely legs. She was also tall for a Japanese woman, almost matching his own height. And now the doctor was telling

him to save her for later experimentation, which meant he could not do the things he enjoyed doing to a subject once the doctor was finished with her. Damn gaijin!

Entering the chamber, he found that the woman had ceased her loud moaning and was limp in her bonds, with her eyes closed. She was, however, still whining slightly. When he was within reaching distance, her eyes snapped open. There was strange look in them, a mixture of fear and something else… It took him a while to recognize the look of a woman who wanted sex. He had seen that same look before, in a girlfriend of his younger days, Chieko. She was a woman who pleasured him greatly because she was a wanton creature who took to his harsh treatment of her. There were times when it seemed as if the more he hurt her the more she craved sex in all its forms. There had been times when he was glad he had her tied down, for it seemed a very real possibility that she would tear him to pieces in her wild desire for sexual gratification.

There was a very similar look in this woman’s eyes; both fear of what would be done to her and an overpowering desire to be used, long and harshly.

He pulled the duct tape from around her head, ignoring how it clung to her long black hair. Then he took off that which was around her neck. Her eyes locked with his as he did this unwrapping. The look in those eyes, both fear and hunger, excited him. As he pulled the last of the tape from her, she suddenly snapped at his hand, nearly catching it in her teeth. For safety, he fetched a ball gag and forced it into her mouth, being very careful. She fought him at first, refusing to open her mouth, then suddenly told him, “fuck me,” in very crude Japanese. She opened her mouth wide.

When the ball was strapped tightly in place, he felt safer. This definitely reminded him of Chieko. She would often demand that he bind her painfully tightly and even whip her if it meant he would also fuck her. She especially liked to be fucked hard in the ass while she was tied down and gagged.

Gato left the ropes around this girl’s wrists and ankles to the last. Before unknotting those, he attached handcuffs to her wrists and ankles so that she would not be totally free. As an added precaution, he

brought in an elastic bandage and wrapped her head as a blindfold. If she could not see, it would make it easier to control her. Only then did he remove the last of the ropes and unlock the handcuffs from one wrist so he could bring them around the pole. Immediately he locked them again, but still behind her back.

With her ball-gagged, blindfolded and handcuffed both wrists and ankles, he felt safe enough to place his shoulder in her stomach and pick her up over his shoulder, like a sack of rice. He carried her to the cells section where a steel-barred cell awaited her. It was not much larger than a cage and she barely had enough room to lie down; hardly a comfortable place to be incarcerated. He was none too gentle in dumping her on the concrete floor. As he stood there, looking down at that fine body with the shiny steel handcuffs limiting her movements, he was overtaken by a strong urge to pull her up to her knees, bend her over, and fuck the hell out of her asshole. Surely Sorren-san would not mind him having a little fun with her? He had made it clear that he did not want any sperm inserted into her vagina - for medical reasons. But he had said nothing about inserting sperm elsewhere.

But first Gato wanted to see something. Unwrapping the elastic bandage, he looked into her eyes. It was still there: that look. She was afraid; no sane woman would not be given the situation she was in, but there was also that look of desire - and it was not a loving look: it was pure lust.

Gato unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants. Her eyes immediately flew to his manhood, which was almost totally ready for its task. The look of hunger increased, overriding the fear. She struggled to get at him, although what she planned to do with her arms locked behind her and her mouth filled with rubber ball, he could not say. She managed to get her legs under her and, using the wall for leverage, got to her knees. She shuffled over to his bare leg and began pushing her breasts against his thigh and her cunt against his shin. She was rubbing her sexual parts in an obvious effort to urge him into action. She even pushed against his erection with her face.

Gato was glad that he had left the ball gag in her mouth. She looked very eager to get his rod in her mouth, but he was more than a little worried about what she might do once it was in there. Instead, he pushed her back so that she fell to her side. Then, he roughly pulled her hips up and turned her over so she was kneeling and facing away from him. Immediately she began wiggling her ass in wanton invitation. Maybe she knew what anal sex was like and wanted it. Or maybe she assumed that he would fuck her in the vagina but from behind. Or maybe she simply did not care which he did so long as he did something.

A bitch in heat, he told himself with a grin. He spit on his hand and wiped it onto his penis so as to provide a bit of lubrication. Her asshole looked nice and tight. Holding her hips with his hands, he positioned his rod at that smaller entrance and shoved in it.

Even with the gag, it was a loud cry that echoed off the cement walls. The entrance was, as he expected, tight around him and at first resisting him. But as he pumped away, her hips began to thrust in time to his pumping. Even Chieko had not been this wild when screwed in the ass. Gato felt the sense of power that comes when a man is totally in control of a woman and satisfying his lust upon her body.

It was not long before he gasped loudly and slammed his hips against her ass as he shot his seed into her. She whined as she felt the act happening. Her ass quivered delightfully against his flesh.

It was over in a minute and he withdrew, satisfied to a greater degree than he had been in a long time. Gato rose from his kneeling position and struggled to get his pants back on. With that finally accomplished, he left her in the cell, closing and locking the door behind him. He did not notice, but his departure was observed by hungry eyes from the floor of her cell. A whine of frustration escaped around the ball gag and she shook in anger. The desire for sexual satisfaction was still strong in her body and had only been whetted by his actions. Had her hands not been locked behind her back, she would have clawed at her sex with a mad desire.

Later, as the intense frustration diminished and the sexual desire reduced itself to a slow burn between her legs, Midori Sato began crying.