7 comments/ 72298 views/ 31 favorites Scientific Pet Ch. 01 By: HotTamale13 She gasped and awoke. Dripping in sweat, she looked around and found herself in a white room with no windows and no doors. Other than the queen sized white bed, there was nothing else. Ana Brenner had no idea what was going on but one thing was certain, this was not where she was supposed to be. Trying to gather her thoughts she froze as a door sized section of the wall opened. It was only then she came under the realization that she was naked. Panicking, she hastily covered herself with a blanket. He walked in. Sleek black hair combed down, he wore a white lab coat and gazed at her behind an expressionless face with dark eyes that seemed to look into her very soul. His stare seemed to stop time, with her rapid heartbeat at her throat being the only proof otherwise. He smiled, and she was afraid. It was the gentle, subtle kind of smile; the kind that a hyena gives to its prey or the ones that psychopaths did for the photos that made them famous. He opened his mouth to speak: "Welcome. Do you have any questions?" he asked, in a voice with no discernible accent. What a thing to ask! She was naked in a room with no windows and doors and in front of her stood a complete stranger in a lab coat. Of course she had questions! A million questions! "If you don't have any questions," he said, "I need you to stand up and follow me." Still stunned, she hesitated but finally realized the most obvious question. "Where am I?" she asked. "Area 112, in the Mohave desert, coordinates 35 51 08.53N 116 29 44.62W elevation 500 ft. Sector IV, subsector 5, room 312," he said in a matter of fact attitude. It was gibberish to her, and though he had a charming voice his speech was awkward as though he had very little human contact. "I don't understand. Who are you? What am I doing here? What's going on? Why am I naked?" He answered her barrage of inquiries with a barrage of answers. "To your first question, I am Dr. Luke Grant. Chief scientist of the Experimental Weapons and Warfare Division. I make super weapons and advanced technologies for the government and I'm the best at what I do." All she comprehended were the words doctor and government. "We're. . . in a military base?" She asked. "Please, one question at a time. But yes, we are indeed in a military facility. To your second question, in exchange for absolute loyalty, and being sworn to never leave this facility, I am given the luxury of choosing several individuals from the general population, whom then become my personal pets. It's part of our agreement." She froze. Did she hear right? His personal pet? "To your third question, you have been drugged, abducted, and an alibi of your death has now been given to any you knew on the outside world. You are now my pet I've come here to take you to the lab so we can begin today's project. That answers your fourth question; today's experiment, and most likely all other moments you will be spending as my pet, require that you do not wear any clothing. Do you have any more questions or can we begin?" he repeated nonchalantly. Again she was stunned, and tried to take in everything he said. The ramifications of the situation finally dawned upon her. "Experimented on? Your pet? This must be a mistake. I'm not supposed to be here!" "Yes, you will be experimented on. You are indeed my pet. I am a nihilist, so I do not believe in the notions of 'right' or 'wrong'. I am indeed a medically diagnosed sadist. Finally, I am not allowed let you leave this facility alive. Any more questions?" "This man is crazy." she thought. Whatever happened she needed to leave, now. How would she do it? Could she outrun him? Hundreds of questions and scenarios played themselves out in her head. In the meantime there was a silence. He asked again. "Anymore questions? If not, please follow me to the labora-" Midway through the last word she grabbed the sheets, jumped up and ran around him and sprinted through the door- Where she stopped to a dead end. It led to nothing, just 3 walls, a floor and ceiling. She turned around, still covering herself with the sheets, to see him staring at her. "Ah good, you've taken the initiative and ran into the elevator. If you keep doing that I promise to make your stay as comfortable as I can." "Elevator?" she thought. There were no buttons, no indication of anything other than a few walls. He walked toward her, calmly with that same unnerving smile. Out of options, she clenched her fist and prepared to fight. She wouldn't go down without one. Just as she was about to awkwardly lunge at him while holding the sheets, a searing pain shot through her head. It was like her brain was caught in a vice. She let go of her covering grabbed at her head and fell to the ground, convulsing. He stood over her. "Terribly sorry for that," he said calmly as she gritted her teeth, "any time a pet decides to attack or show violence, a wave of pain is sent directly to the brain." He stood over her as she rolled on the floor and spoke, "It works similarly to a dog collar. I will explain how during today's session." Little did she hear of what he said, the pain drowned out all other thought. But as quick as it arrived it was gone, leaving not even a trace. Only her memory served as a reminder of it. Ana laid on the floor, not knowing what to do. "Today's session," was all she heard but it was such an ominous phrase to follow such a mind shattering headache and she was filled her with fear. The doctor moved toward her looked down. "If you are still reeling from the pain, I will summon some guards to carry you to the lab. But if you'd like to walk there on your own, feel free to stand up." In fear and panic Ana again covered herself with the sheets, curled up on the floor in a fetal position, and shut her eyes, hoping it was all a bad dream. The doctor looked up and nodded his head, as though a camera were viewing him. The door closed for a few seconds and opened again. Had she not shut her she would have seen two soldiers in uniform walk in. Eyes shut Ana felt a pair of steel like grips lift her of the ground. They ripped the sheets from her hands and could feel herself moving as they held her by her arms. ----------- She could feel herself being moved through corridors, taking turns, and going through doors and elevators. Finally she was set down on a strange chair, in which her legs were rested upon metal extensions. It was the kind of chair one would see a gynecologist use on patients. Her arms were bound behind her back and soon she felt straps everywhere: straps for her arms, her stomach, her head, and to her fear, legs. The only things she was able to move were the hands behind her back and her toes. Unable to resist, she opened her eyes to find herself completely bound to the gynecologist chair. She looked about, and soon wished she hadn't. Table upon table of stainless steel instruments lined the walls, numerous machines with wires on wheels, containers with hoses and pipes, and a huge television monitor directly above her. "No, no, no, no," she repeatedly whispered, "this can't be real." She closed her eyes again, hoping to wake up this time. Instead she heard steps and felt her legs being slowly splayed apart by the automated chair, which also pivoted backward brining her lower torso up and her upper torso down. Light shone in her eyes and she looked again to see a television monitor. The screen was divided into sections. There were side views and top down views of her naked body. One showed her face. Two in particular were up-close views of her vagina and anus. After seeing the last two she instinctively tried to shut her legs or use her arms, all in vain. He was going to show her everything. There were other parts on the screen left black and she feared what it meant. "Please, stop this," she whimpered, but the doctor failed to hear or ignored her request. Her face was turning red from embarrassment. Ana had always been shy, almost to the point of being a loner. Though she was not a virgin, she had never even visited a gynecologist before. The thought of being violated by a complete stranger, all the while being recorded, was too much. Tears rolled down her cheeks and she closed her eyes. The chair stopped just when she began to ache from her legs being spread and her body was slightly tilted forward. Soon the man turned around and walked toward her. "Ana? I need you to open your eyes. Remember what happened earlier?" Fearing the pain, she forced her eyelids open to see the doctor staring down at her. "Okay, Ana, before we will begin today's session I'd like to say that there are no secrets in this facility. Throughout today's session I will be explaining the tools and methods I use. Feel free to ask questions unless otherwise told to remain silent. The monitor will also show you my work, so pay attention. If you do not I will be forced to make you look. " Just as he finished speaking an EKG line came to life on the screen; along with other numbers such as breath rate and blood pressure. He bent down and examined her exposed privates. She had never shaved before, so a decent patch of soft hair had formed. He felt her hair with his fingers. "You have an average sized patch of pubic hair, consistent with women who do not shave." Her face flushed a deeper shade of red and looked away as her heart beat quickened. "Ana, remember to look at the monitor at all times, you would not enjoy me forcing you to do so." She looked at the monitor, remembering the searing pain. She could see everything, his hands tussling the little patch of hair she had. "This will interfere with my work. Conventional methods would be the use of razor and shaving cream, but even then microscopic hair roots would remain. We'll need to have it removed thoroughly." He walked away went to a table and Ana could not see what he was getting, all she could hear was metal instruments moving about. The doctor returned with a tube of black liquid. "This vial contains highly advanced nanobots, designed by me," he said as he swirled the tube. "Amazing creatures. I can't even begin to list their uses. They're the pinnacle of my creations and what got me this position in the first place. As you can see I have not attached any pads nor wires to you, but the nanobots already implanted in your body send that information directly to the machine." "What!" she exclaimed. "They're inside me?" What other horrible things had he done while she was asleep? "Oh, I'm sorry, I failed to mention that. I had them inserted into you while you were unconscious. But don't worry I never laid a finger on you. I abhor sexual exploitation of the unaware. That's why I ensure my pets know exactly what is happening with full consciousness. As I've said before, the nanobots serve and infinite number of uses, but for now we will use them to remove all hair follicles from your pubic region," he said, taking a drop from the vial and spreading it on her. He looked up and nodded his head again. Instantly she felt an intense itching sensation around her privates . She writhed and strained against the straps trying desperately to scratch, to relieve the burning itch somehow. Her heartbeat raced and her breath quickened, the EKG echoing this. On the monitor her hair slowly seemed to vanish into thin air. "Ana, your heart beat is racing. Tell me how you feel, and calm yourself." "Aaaahhh," she moaned. "Ana, this is your second warning. I was hoping you would be cooperative by now, do not force my hand." Realizing she was defeated, she spoke between gasps. "It. . .itches. It itches a lot. Take them off!" she yelled. "Refrain from requests for the session to end, it will end when I wish it too. No more warnings Ana, from now on the only thing I want you to tell me is the sensations you feel and any questions pertaining to today's session," he coldly demanded. Clenching her fists, it took effort for her not to shut her eyes from the burning itch and she forced herself look at the monitor. It was like a million fire ants had been let loose upon her most vulnerable parts. Finally it ended, she saw that her pubic hair was now gone. Nothing was left but smooth, clean skin. She hadn't been like this in years! She sighed, feeling relieved and her heart rate slowed. "Good, now we will move on today's session. We will start with a hysteroscopy and an examination the uterus and the ovaries." He walked away leaving Ana to contemplate what would do next. He returned pushing a moving table with many different devices and held out one in front of her heart eyes widened. "W-what is that?" she asked. "This is a speculum. It spreads apart the vagina for ease of access." Ana had heard of it but never seen it in person, much less had one used on her. It was slimy with lubricant and shone in the bright light. As she saw his hands come close and felt his gloved fingers touching her heart raced and the EKG reflected this. "I'm scared. Please don't put it inside me!" she begged as her heart beat quickened. "Calm down Ana, I'm not going to hurt you. Take deep breaths." He spread her labia with his hand and with the other he pushed in the speculum in a single slow motion. Her most private place was now filled and her face blushed an even deeper shade. The doctor did a few adjustments and Ana felt herself being stretched and heard a clicking noise. He released his hands and the metal device was lodged inside her. From the monitor she could see her inside herself for the first time; her entire inner vagina was displayed all the way back to her cervix. The speculum appeared to have some sort of lighting feature, which shone her insides. Next he took from the table a pair of forceps and showed it to her. "This is a tenaculum, I will use this to get a grip on your cervix so I can insert the probe." The doctor obstructed the view of the camera but she could hear metal scrape against metal and by the time he gripped her cervix Ana was already shivering in fear and sweating profusely. The EKG was beating rapidly again, and her breath rate went up as well. She wished to be anywhere else but there. The sensation of her cervix deep within her being gripped and pulled was completely alien and terrified her. "Breathe Ana, focus on the monitor and tell me how you feel." "It. . .feels weird. Like something is pulling me deep inside," she answered between breaths. Next he took a long swab and dabbed it in more of the black substance. Ana could see and feel him swathing her cervix with it. "These nanobots are my finest creation; they can sterilize whatever area I apply them to. I was a bit forgetful, I was supposed to do this first but they have the uncanny ability to eradicate bacterium at an astonishing rate." Fearing a repetition of before, Ana was relieved to find there was no immediate itching. The doctor left again and came back with what seemed to be a joystick with a metal wire sticking out. Ana's eyes widened as she stared at the thing. He pulled out this wire from the joystick, which seemed to contain more length of it. Pressing a button another section of the monitor came to life, revealing a tiny camera at the head of the wire. "This is an experimental fiber optic endoscope; it will allow me to get a view of your uterus through a camera inserted at the tip. Though it looks like a normal fiber optic wire it is actually composed of thousands of nano-bots, each working in synchronization. This lets it expand and shrink in diameter." He fed it through the speculum and she could see through the monitor viewing her pussy that the wire was actually shrinking, if only subtly. Then he pressed it against her cervix and slid it through in one gentle motion. The previous shrinking did nothing, however, to relieve the intense cramping now coming from her cervix. "Ughhhh," she moaned. "How does it feel?" he asked. She spoke in pained gasps, "It's sore! It's cramping!" Now the camera panned on a hollow fleshy compartment, the most sacred of all sacred to a woman: her womb. The pressure slowly dulled from intense to mild. "You should be glad, the conventional method would be to dilate your cervix and insert a much larger probe and this one is relatively thin." The doctor then released the wire and took control of the joystick. "Everything seems to be in order. You have not given birth nor have had any abortions or surgery. Now I will move to the next phase. Ovum extraction and sterilization." "What! Sterilization?" she yelled and strained against her bonds. Her heart fell as she her mind wrapped itself around those words. "I don't want to be sterilized! I want to be a mother! I'm going find a husband and raise a family! Don't!" she frantically responded. She broke her gaze at the screen and looked at his bleak, unfathomable eyes. "Those things are already beyond your reach, dear girl. But don't worry. I will not destroy all your eggs. I will extract some and have them placed in stasis. Later at an appropriate time I will allow you offspring. In the meantime, you will need to be sterile to prevent unintended pregnancy during later experiments." he said. "Please, don't do this! I'm begging you!" Her heart rate skyrocketed, she was taking quick breaths and she retched from fear. "Calm down Ana, this will be over soon. Focus." He moved the joystick and camera showed the probe moving to a small hole in the wall of her womb. " Before I probe the ovaries, let me make an offer. Though I don't believe in anesthetic, previous pets have shown that pleasure is highly effective at making pain tolerable. If at any time you would like such stimulation, feel free to ask." Pleasure her? Never. That would be too much. It was already enough that her legs spread and her naked body being toyed with by a stranger, not even mentioning the fact that he was going to neuter her. She wanted to keep what little dignity she had left. As he moved the joystick forward Ana felt an intense cramping that quickly turned to pain. "ughh, Ughhhh, UGhhh, UGHHHHHH," Ana groaned as each centimeter of the thing stretched the almost microscopic fallopian sphincter. Her hands clenched and unclenched behind her back and her toes curled, the only two parts of her body she could really move. She gritted her teeth and moaned. It was too much, she wanted to close her eyes and look away. But no matter how hard she tried she couldn't, her eyelids would not respond to her commands, other than the occasional blink. She couldn't even look away from the damned screen. "I can't. . .shut my eyes!" "I told you Ana, I would resort to forcing your attention. The nanobots prevent your eyes from shutting, and they will make you focus on the screen." On the monitor the probe moved down a tunnel of flesh, and the pain was unbearable. The probe then reached a light grey point at the end of the tunnel. "Now I will shrink the probe once more and enter the ovary." The camera seemed to focus closer and the grey point grew larger until it went through. Then a white hot needle was jammed in Ana's stomach. She shrieked and squirmed with increased vigor, straining against the bonds till her face turned red. Her body dripped with sweat, her hands balled into a fist. "PULL IT OUT, IT HURTS! PLEASE! IT HURTS!" By now she was screaming frantically. "I will not Ana, calm down I'm not causing any damage," he said as she screeched, "all I can do is offer distraction." Too much in pain to think, she was desperate. "ANYTHING! DO ANYTHING! I'M BEGGING YOU!" she yelled. Calmly the doctor put down the joystick and with his expert fingers he began rubbing her clit. Ana tensed even more at first, but stopped screeching and relaxed a little. The pain was still intolerable, but his fingers felt so good. It was the first good thing she felt during this whole ordeal. She was willing for anything to distract the pain. Scientific Pet Ch. 01 "M-more. . . please," she whimpered reluctantly. She cried as she was defeated in her effort to keep any dignity. "Don't worry, Ana, more is coming." Using another metal device he pulled back her hood to reveal a vulnerable clitoral bud. He continued to rub, twirl, and play with the now bare pink clitoris until it was well erect and swollen to the point of being sore. Ana stopped struggling and settled to whimpering and moaning. The doctor then took another black wire from the joystick. He placed it around her clit and it literally clung to her flesh. Like a tiny snake it began to burrow around and behind her clit and slither its way in. She struggled at first but then gave a long exhale as she felt the wormlike thing squirm deep within her genitals. It reached the furthest ends of the clitoral body and wrapped itself around the whole. The rest of the wire now coiled around her clitoral head. The doctor released her hood covering the wired, engorged clit. Wires stuck out of it connecting to the joystick. "Okay Ana, I have guided some nano-wires around the whole your clitoral body. Next I will place electric specialized pads inside your vagina around your Grafenburg Spot." The doctor took a pad from the table which had a wire sticking out of it. Ana could feel his fingers feeling around inside her. "mMMMmmmmh" was all she could say as he found her G-spot. He placed the pad around area where she reacted to his touch. It clung without furling or creasing. Now the doctor took two large, round, clear thin pads, he placed these on her breast where they wrapped skin tight leaving no creases at all. The transparent pads had a wires attached to each and a hole cut out in both of them for the areoles of her breasts. Then he took yet two more wires from the joystick. He placed each end on the tips of her nipples and pressed a button. Instantly the wires found the tiny openings and began to burrow their way in. Ana moaned again at the sensation, and the nano-wires began to split into dozens of smaller wires as they burrowed and spread into her inner breasts. Her breasts itched slightly like her pubic hair before, but somehow it felt good that the wires were going into her. Inside her breasts the wires looked like the roots of a plant, tiny ends deep inside converging into one large trunk which stuck out of her nipples. Once finished, the wires wrapped themselves around her nipples, covering them in a skintight seal. The doctor then took another small transparent pad with two long, thin, sticky wires dangling from it. He placed the pad on top of her mons pubis, and then slowly stuck the thin sticky wires up her body like tape. She shuddered in disgust as his slowly fingers made their way from her pelvic area, up her stomach, to her breasts. He attached the metal ends of the tape to each wire sticking out of her nipple. The nano-bots molded over the ends, creating an insulated seal. She looked like her breasts were glazed with a thin plastic, and thin plastic lines ran down on her body from her nipples to the clear pad on her mons pubis. "The clear padding insulated on the outside, while the inner is conductive. The elastic padding has special cohesive; they will not come off your skin without taking a part of it, or if I apply an anti-cohesive. As you can see it's incredibly thin and does not even feel like it's there." The doctor fondled her breasts, to her chagrin, and indeed she couldn't feel the plastic. He traced the clear wiring up and down her body, causing her to shudder again. "Current will dissipate equally from the pads across the surface of your breasts and travel into the wires deep within, where they will flow out through your nipples." He pinched them and she groaned. "From there the current routes through the insulated elastic wires." He traced the wires, and she couldn't help but shiver again. "The wires and pad are made of the same material as ones on your breasts. The current will travel into the pad where it will engulf your entire clitoral body and exit out the clitoral glans. Within all the wiring are even tinier hollow tubes. These allow special aphrodisiacs and drugs to be applied to all your sensitive areas, increasing your sensitivity." After a while he finished molesting her body and returned to the controller. "Now I will apply the current and inject the drugs. Relax and try to enjoy yourself Ana." Unable to look away, Ana could only whine as she saw him placed his hands on a dial. He rotated it, and there was a click. Several things happened at once. All throughout and deep inside her genitals a mild current buzzed. Electricity was dispersed from all around her vagina and G-spot, which was funneled through her bud where the hot concentrated current coiled and leapt through her bud like a tiny continuous lightning bolt. Her breasts were smothered in a tingling sensation while deep within was warm and warmer the closer to the nipples, where the hot current too leapt out and flowed through the wiring back into her clitoris. Ana strained even more on her bonds. Her heart rate dancing to the pleasure and drugs, she couldn't help but let out a guttural moan of pleasure, dearly appreciated by her subconscious after all she had been through in the last hour. She was edging closer and closer to orgasm. She could feel her body tensing and leaning over the edge. And yet, she did not. This was the best she ever felt in her life and yet she had not climaxed. "Mmmmmm. Why? Why won't I cummmm?" she moaned. "I can't let you orgasm for now Ana, this is supposed to be a distraction. The nanobots will be preventing any signal for orgasm escaping the brain." The pleasure continued, it was soon becoming somewhat uncomfortable. Had she not been strapped down Ana would be bucking her hips in the air. A normal person would have passed out by now, had the adrenaline being injected to her not taken effect. All the meanwhile she had forgotten about the pain inside her. "Do you like it Ana? If not, I will turn it off." Now she remembered that pain was still great inside the one ovary. "I d-don't want it to turn off," she said, defeated. Here she was being violated by a stranger and she was giving in to his methods. Her face was red with embarrassment and arousal as she was trying to get to an orgasm she desperately needed. The doctor pressed a button and another part of the monitor came to life showing her womb once more. "The nanobots have split the wire into two leads inside the uterus. I will now proceed to enter the other the fallopian tube and the ovary." Ana again felt the pressure build inside her as another wire slid up the fallopian tube. She braced herself as it entered the Ovary. She screamed again from the stinging sensation and the electric current to her clit increased, she was in incredible pain and arousal. "Good. The wires are now in both ovaries and by the time I finish this sentence they will have extracted a sufficient supply of eggs." He paused. "Now I will proceed to electrically sterilize the remaining eggs. This process I have been told is quite painful, but I have routed the current to run back to the electrodes around your clitoris to ease the ordeal. We will begin on my mark." She put all her effort into shutting her eyes, which would not budge. All she could do was stare at the sight of her reflection. Strapped to a chair, metal expanding her exposed pussy, pads and wires protruding out of her, and all the while a madman was working at the controls. She was in a heightened state of arousal due to the current but her fear was no less as great. She began to sob. "10. . . 9 . . .8 . . ." "I don't want to be s-sterilized." ". . .5. . . 4 . . . 3" "No! Wait!" "2. . . 1 . . ." *click* ------- Instantly millions of tiny needles were stinging two sensitive points deep within her, and her clitoris and breasts were buzzing with current. It was as though five tiny lightning bolts were striking her continuously: two of pure hot pain deep within striking her ovaries, two of pleasure leaping out of her nipples, and the strongest one -where all the other four gathered- leaped out of her poor burning clit, like a dragon's forked tongue. Ana never knew such levels of pain and pleasure were even possible. She screamed bloody murder as each minute passed by until her voice became hoarse. Her EKG line beeped in staccato as her breathing came in quick gasps of air. A streak of drool dripped from her mouth, and she writhed and strained in despair and ecstasy against her bonds till she had not even the energy for that. The extreme pain and pleasure mingling in her pelvic religion, coupled with the drugs, sent her into a perpetual state of near orgasm. Even though pain racked her whole body, she was still able to realize just how close she was to release, which was one of the few things she could recognize as her mind was being fried. All control of the body was lost. She peed and the doctor was quick to anticipate and avoid. As each second passed her mind, which was slowly overcome by the vortex of sensations bombarding it, began to lose its cohesiveness. Her thought process was washed away like a sand castle is by ocean waves, and her vision began to fade leaving only pain and pleasure. ----- Finally after what seemed an eternity and just before the brink of fainting, the power died down. It was over. Phantom pain and pleasure still remained and her hair was still standing up on her skin. Despite the retreating pain she knew only one thing which didn't fade. Even through all the pleasure sent to her every weakness, she had still not come. It left her with an incredible feeling of disappointment and longing. "The sterilization process is complete. Well done Ana, you've just finished today's session. I must say you've been very compliant. Much more so than other pets I have previously owned. I will clean you up, attach a stimulator, and you can return to your room." Ana, still reeling from the experience could barely comprehend what he said. Tears and drool dripping down her face, she felt the long wire that brought so much pain and pleasure slowly slip out of her. The doctor took a rag and began to clean her. Once she was cleaned by the doctor, he removed the two wires which brought so much pain to her womb, and finally the speculum departed from her gaping hole. The pads and wires on her pelvis, breasts and, unbeknownst to her, her g spot, remained. The doctor held in his hands what looked like a belt with a small black pack attached to it. He wrapped it around her waist, and attached the all the wires into the device. "The device attached to the belt I have placed on you is an electric stimulator and drug injection unit. It will use constant pulsing to keep you at various levels of arousal at all times, even when sleeping. Do not attempt to remove or detach the wires, or severe damage to yourself could occur, even death." The doctor attached the wires to the pack, and pressed a button. Immediately a pulsing, tingling sensation fluttered throughout her genitals and breasts. Her clit and nipples were again licked by tiny tongues of lightning, to which she could only whimper. "Now I will return you to your room, where your mate will return shortly." "Mate?" she thought. It was a miracle she even had the capacity for rational thought . The doctor took a vial of clear liquid and put it to her mouth. "Drink," he commanded, as he offered her the vial. She obeyed , unable to resist, and found her throat felt much better. "I. . . have. . . mate?" she repeated between sobs, her voice still cracking. "Oh yes, you will be meeting your breeding partner shortly. His session has been going on much earlier than yours and is almost over. I've had him just a little longer than you. His session is particularly difficult and will still be going on when he returns. Try to stay in good terms with him when he joins you. If he feels he needs to relieve himself by using you, try not to resist too much else he harm you. Okay Ana, I will now shut down the nanobots giving you free control over your body. Until tomorrow then." The doctor pressed a button and she realized she could shut her eyes, which she did with all her might and would not open them for anything. The doctor looked up, nodded his head, and Ana heard footsteps and felt the same hands from before gripping her and hauling her back on her feet and to her room. They laid her on her bed where she covered herself with the sheets and curled into a fetal position, sobbing, sore, and still very aroused. --- She felt violated. No, she felt like she was still being violated. She remained there, crying and moaning for an hour. Though she desperately wanted it, sleep did not overcome her. This was in part due to the device around her constantly stimulating her now oversensitive clitoris and breasts and the drugs taking effect. Lying there, she indulged on the control she had over her body; she savored something she had taken for granted all her life. It had only been less than one day, and already she felt like she was losing her humanity. Half an hour later, still tired but fully awake the door opened; she heard heavy footsteps and deep breathing. The bed gave way to something heavy, warm, and taking deep breaths. Eyes still shut, aroused, too weak to resist, and utterly vulnerable all she could do lay there. "Please," she whimpered, ". . .be gentle." Scientific Pet Ch. 02 She shut her eyes, waiting for the inevitable. But after a while, the deep breathing and heaviness next to her did not pounce. It just sat there, ominously. She was relieved to get some rest, and besides she was still terrified. But after a good ten minutes again her curiosity got the best of her. Rolling over she once more opened her eyes to see what fate awaited. Her eyes widened. He was in peak physical condition, not a bodybuilder yet not lanky either; he looked like one of those people you see in a male modeling magazine. Most notably of all, he was stark naked. He was also tense. His body was dripping in sweat and strained with each breath. This was probably related to his massive erection, which she could tell he had even as she was trying to not look in that general direction. For a moment she glimpsed the same pack she wore and couldn't miss the wiring and faint signs of padding. She looked him up and down but the moment he glanced back at her she faintly remembered she was also naked. Upon remembering this fact she quickly covered what little of her body she could with her arms, failing to find even the blanket, and turned away. To her embarrassment the very sight of him had turned her on, and the electricity coming from her pack increased subtly. Ana blushed an even deeper shade of red from the arousal and shame. At a loss for words, she again had no idea what to do. There were a few moments where she was tempted to punch him and fight for her life, it took some thought to realize he wasn't acting violently and that in all likelihood he was prisoner too. There was an uncomfortable silence. It took her some time to come up with something to say. "Is it painful?" she finally asked. "Yes," He responded, panting a little. Even without looking she could hear his breaths coming in slight strained gasps. "W-what is he doing to you?" "The same thing he's doing to you," he replied. "This pack keeps me drugged and awake, and sens a an electric current to my. . . penis," he said, wincing a little at the sound of that word. Most men feel pride when referring to their manhood, especially one of his exceptional caliber. He only felt anguish. "It beeps, and it only gets worse. And it never stops, even when I sleep. . ." Ana took in what he just said, noting her similar situation. Still not knowing what to say, she decided she might as well learn anything she could. "Is he using the nanobots on you?" "Yes. They control everything. I can't do anything without his permission. But above all, he's preventing me from orgasm. I've. . . been through a lot and haven't had relief in months." At that very moment her own pack beeped, and she gasped as her pussy and tits were even more alive with electricity. "He's starting on you now, but it's still mild," he said, hearing her pack sound off. If this was mild, Ana feared what normal would be. Trying to speak clearly despite the electricity she asked again, "h-How bad does it get?" "I thought that the longer I endured the less intense it would be. For the most part it's not so bad but right now-" he paused and sighed "-he's testing how much I can take. It's so bad I can feel the shock from my penis in my toes, I feel like I'm going mad. Unless I," he took another deep breath, "relieve myself he says my heart will fail." Ana was horrified. "Why? Why is he doing this?" "I've asked him and myself that question for months." He said. Ana was disheartened at the thought of spending such a long time prisoner to that madman. "It gives him sick entertainment. The pack only sends current in the absence of pleasure, and the only way to stop it is to be pleasured naturally. The level of power it shocks me with is how intense the pleasure he wants me to feel. Forgive me when I say this but right now I'd be masturbating furiously." At this she pondered and didn't understand. If orgasm was the issue, and indeed his life was in peril, she could see the need for lenience concerning the lack of privacy. Why did he not just relieve himself now? Seeing her confusion he replied, "You're wondering why I'm not doing that already. I...cant. Every time I try I get a huge pain, like a terrible headache..." She remembered what happened the last time she tried fighting the doctor. "The Nanobots?" she asked. He nodded his head. "Yes. I've tried killing him off guard but it's like they know somehow when I'm about to hurt him. I can't do anything to him or myself. I can't even touch myself without pain. He's made me do some sick things to pleasure myself. I'm wired me inside out, my prostate, my testes, my abdomen. It's a nightmare." Ana remembered how the doctor wired her breasts and pussy as well, its constant pulsing was maddening. "How are you supposed to masturbate without your hands?" "He wants me to rape you,"he told her, "if I don't. . . I'm going to die." She was taken aback by those last few words. Ana tried to assess the situation, to make sense of everything he implied. Was this some sort of trick or ploy? If it was it seemed too realistic, too well thought out. Just from his physique alone he could easily over power her, let alone the fact that she was still tired and probably couldn't put up much of a fight with the damned electricity shocking her. Still, his voice and expression displayed no hint of dishonesty. It was almost like he was warning her. But why would he? Her mind was racing as was her heartbeat. He noticed her expression of fear "Please, don't be afraid. That's the last thing I want, alienating the only person other than him I've seen in months," he said noticing her worry. "I don't know who you are but I promise I would never, ever do anything to hurt you I just-" his pack beeped two times "rrghhhhh. . .too much," he gasped and pulled his legs to his chest. "Just. . .just please. . . Stay with me until. . ." His pack beeped yet again, and he groaned hard. Eyes closed and resigned himself to his fate. Ana was now thrust into a situation completely unexpected, still exhausted from the earlier ordeal. She had been kidnapped as a pet by a lunatic, tortured, unable to have children, and now, as far as she knew, a complete stranger was about to die a horrific death in front of her if she didn't copulate with him. She didn't know what to do. Was there any way to help him other than the most obvious? If he was telling the truth would it be murder for her not to? Why would he lie to her instead of just raping her? Dozens of scenarios went through her mind. All but one of them meant she would be alone at the hands of that madman. If what he said was true, he could potentially be the only friendly person she would see for months, maybe even years. The electricity constantly pulsing in her breasts and pussy didn't make thinking any easier either. Both their machines beeped, and she gasped as he muffled a yell. He stifled a shout began to show signs hyperventilation. She could just feel that time was running out for him. She needed to make a decision. ------- Two figures sat on a white bed in a white room: A woman and man, both naked. The man was pulling his legs to his chest and was breathing fast. And for a few minutes that's the way it was. This image was at last interrupted by the woman. She turned her head to him and placed her hand on his chest. He turned his head to look at her, his eyes showed a soft expression of pain which was reflected on her sympathetic look. She slowly pushed him to lay down to the bed. Taken by surprised, as her gentle hand was the first good human contact he had in far too long, he couldn't take his eyes away from hers. She looked back. They sat there staring at each other for a while and he realized what she was doing. "T-t-thank y-you," he said in between gasps. She awkwardly smiled back at him. She moved her face close to his and gave him a short kiss, a little awkward from inexperience, but he couldn't tell the difference. It relaxed him a little and he stopped tensing. She did it a few more times and he responded. Soon there were longer, slower kisses and each opened their mouths just a bit more. In a short while their lips locked and they were beginning to hesitantly probe each other with their tongues. He stopped hugging himself and wrap his arms around her. He was shivering badly, a combination of arousal and electricity. Still making out, she slowly moved her hand downward from his solid chest, past his stomach, over his abdomen -- subconsciously noting his solid abs- and just barely felt the tip of the hot, solider organ. Determined to go through with what she decided, she slid her hand further and wrapped it around his manhood. To her surprise it turned her on, feeling the girth and warmth of his throbbing member in her palm. Lips still locked, she slowly she moved her hands up and down his shaft, testing it, feeling it. He wasn't content to sitting still and his hands moved and began to rub her ass. At that moment her pack beeped and she inhaled a mouthful of his breath, both of which turned her on yet even more. She cursed her body for being so susceptible to the slightest stimuli. Ana wasn't really experienced at hand jobs, the only time she ever sex was during a regretful drunk ordeal which she didn't even remember. Whoever it was did all the work. He on the other hand could care less, as his sexual experience was no greater. The best part about it was, the power was dying down. The electricity was being replaced by the heavenly touch of her soft hands. He was ecstatic with joy. The hand job she was doing gave them a bit of respite, but inevitably their machines pulsed again and sent yet another wave of and electricity, and unbeknownst to them, sensitivity enhancer drugs. It got to the point they had to stop kissing. "If you don't want to . . . go further . . . it's fine. Just please don't st-" She softly hushed him as she moved back and lowered her head. As his rigid staff stared her in the face she took a good look at it, seeing every detail. With determination, she put her lips to it and slowly wrapped around the head of his manhood. She paused, getting accustomed to the alien taste. Not able to go that far yet she decided to get used to the taste and move tongue around it. He groaned in absolute delight as she began a slow up and down motion, shallowly bringing the head back as far as was comfortable while playing around with her tongue. Ana may have been a loner but she had the common sense to figure out that blow jobs were better when deeper. She went far as one could go without upsetting her gag reflex. Trying her best she probed his cock deeper and deeper into her throat, doing extraordinarily well for a beginner. Perhaps she was just one of those people who are good at things without ever even trying. Finally she reached as far as her throat allowed, and he could feel the head of his penis resting on something. Eyes tearing, she fought back the urge to vomit and stood still, breathing through her nose. The electricity proved to be a very good distraction from such discomforts. When she paused enough to sufficiently give control over her gag reflex, she slowly began a back and forth motion. It became much easier after a few minutes. He moaned again as he was engulfed in her warm throat. It was still a very inexperienced blowjob but he couldn't tell. This was due to the fact that he was, somewhat, a virgin too. He did not consider the horrible experiments the doctor forced upon him as sex. Either it was the Doctors preference or pure coincidence, but neither of them were sexually savvy. They knew not of each other's experience, or lack thereof. Even though he felt astonishingly good, he was actually confused; before he had been kidnapped, he used to masturbate somewhat frequently. During all those times he had never felt this good, and due to his predicament he relaxed himself for a quick cum. Yet he still had not. Ironically, he always worried about being too premature. What he thought would be a quick release was now taking a lot longer. She sucked him as best as she could, still moving her tongue around. There was a strange faint hint of pleasure Ana felt from his dick rubbing against her mouth and tongue. His machine had stopped beeping and he was in euphoria as he felt the current die down, being replaced by the divine sensation of her throat; her machine, however, continued to beep. Her pussy was leaking, her breasts were tingling, and her exposed nipples and clit were hot with current. She was very aroused, more than she had ever been in her life. The most obvious solution stared her in the face, but she had never masturbated in front of anyone. Still, his cock was stuffing her mouth so she thought she might as well. The first thing she tried to do was touch herself. It was something she rarely did, but the moment her fingers came in contact with her pussy she felt an immediate painful jab in her head. She stopped moving. It wasn't nearly as bad as when she tried punching the doctor, but enough for her to pull her hand away in an instant. Again she tried and again with contact came pain and she let out a yelp, muffled by his cock. "Don't do that," he warned her without moving his head, knowing what she was trying to do. "He won't let you" he said. He was watching her? With just a hint of panic, Ana almost pulled out completely. "I'm sorry. I guess I should've told you. But he's always watching us. . ." Her eyes looked around for cameras, seeing nothing but white walls and ceiling. But her worry was short-lived as it was quickly overpowered by arousal, so she moved for her breast. Again, she felt a brief but intense migraine. His dick still in her mouth, she mumbled something under her breath in frustration. Before she could hurt herself again he moved his hands away from rubbing her ass and now began to fondle her. This time she yelped again but out of intense pleasure. Somehow, the drugs had made her hypersensitive to touch, yet the wires and pads felt like they weren't there. With each rub, each gentle squeeze, he altered the flow of electricity and it was as if his very fingers were electric. She gave out long muffled moans as she continued sucking him. Yet it still wasn't enough. So they continued. They were both strangers who hadn't even exchanged names and her she was, fucking him with her throat as he massaged her breasts. They did this for a good amount of time. She thought they could do this and it would be enough, but she was wrong. He hand't shown the faintest hints of cumming. Somehow her pack continued to bring her to deeper levels of pleasure and she could feel the uncomfortable pleasure pulsing again. Out of ideas and soon aching with the electricity flowing through her she got the message and took to the most logical step. She slowly slid his cock out of her mouth, and his still solid member was slimed with her saliva. ------- She moved over him as she took on a cowgirl position -if she knew that it was called that- and placed her hands on his chest as she spread her legs. With her right hand she guided his cock, now well lubricated with her saliva. As her first time was during a drunken stupor of which she could not remember -which further contributed to her social isolation and sexual obliviousness- this would actually be her first time feeling sex. She slowly slid down and he let out a groan of pure joy as she let out an involuntary squeal as she definitely felt it. The sound her voice made was something she never heard before. It was a high pitched, soft voice that she never knew she was capable of. It caused her to blush in even more embarrassment. The feeling of his penis inside her was like the speculum earlier, only made of stiff flesh, was much bigger, and its size left her with an incredible feeling of being full. She could almost feel him throbbing inside her, either that or it was the electricity pulsing in both of them. There was slight pain, so she stood still and they sat there merged as one. The current died down and they had a moments rest. "It feels amazing inside you," he said. She gave a tiny smile. They stood there for a while in silence, only their deep breathing permeated the silence of the room. Her hands were on his chest and she supported herself as she looked down at him. Her long hair dangled around their faces, creating a -somewhat false- sense of privacy. They were staring at each other again. "My name is Rick," he told her. "Ana," she replied. When the pain died down the machines beeped again and the current began to build. She felt like she could move up and down just a little, so she did. To her relief it felt good to move which also made the pulse die down. Rick couldn't help but groan even more. For him it was the first true pleasure he had felt in a long time. Not as an involuntary byproduct from some horrible experiment, but true pure bliss. They went on like this, moving their hips together, at their own pace. Ana taking a gentle up and down motion, hoping he would cum soon. To their chagrin though, he did not and their machines soon beeped again forcing them to pick up the pace, just a little bit. Ana's breast began to jiggle as she bobbed up and down, somewhat faster than she wanted to. The current through her breasts was now too strong and she instinctively moved her hands to fondle herself, but paused and realizing what would inevitably happen. Rick on the other hand knew exactly what to do and took back to fondling her. A while longer and her arms grew tired from supporting her and she was not confident enough to sit straight and take on a full cowboy position. She gently bent her arms decided to lay her body on him. Rick could feel her soft bosom pressing against him, and Ana felt her breasts resting on his firm chest and pecks. She could feel each breath of his squeezing her boobs and moving her body up and down. The more she of felt him, the more she was turned on by his sheer physique. By leaning over her clit was now being stimulated during each thrust. This made her moan ever so slightly and very red in the face. Her breast being rubbed against his chest felt that same electric touch her clit had, deep inside her breast the wires were moved around and her nipples were tickled with different intensities. He too still felt some current all around and inside him. His prostate received no rest, and his balls were being tickled constantly. The only way to relieve the current was to go just a bit quicker. With each thrust they couldn't help but let out more embarrassing moans and grunts. She leaned back a little and they began to kiss again to try to muffle their moans, to some degree. With yet another beep he too began to thrust. It felt rushed and something awful. Sex is supposed to be at a tempo they should decide, to be done at their own pace. It was not some exercise determined by an infernal machine. At the speed they soon were going, and the pleasure they both were feeling, the buildup was too fast with no time for foreplay. Their packs beeped, forcing them to go faster yet again. Rick did his best to relax and cum but despite his efforts nothing he did would make either of them climax. Ana needed to take deeper breaths just to keep up the pace, and eventually they stopped making out. Ana again rested her head on his shoulders, letting out tiny cries with each thrust. By then an hour had passed, and Ana was very tired, but the moment she slowed down even a bit the machines sent intolerable pleasure. Rick had to act quickly. He placed his hands on her ass and took over thrusting himself, Ana unable to do otherwise laid back allowed him to do so. Soon they were both taking turns, when one grew tired the other had take over or else their machines send them into an electric hell. All intimacy was slowly dropped, no more emotion, just pure sex. They were slaves to the packs on their belts and were building up to something just beyond their reach. The packs barely gave them enough time to try a different position, with what limited sexual knowledge they had, before it would go back to full strength. Scientific Pet Ch. 02 It was everlasting, soon they discovered that either of them were unable to climax. Kissing, fondling her, and rubbing her clit sent her just a bit closer to the edge but just not over it. In desperation they began to try alternate methods, even experimenting with finger each other's asses -which did not end well- but no matter what, they could not jump over that edge nor could they back away from it. Whenever they tried to slow down, to stop even for a moment, the devices instantly brought intense, uncomfortable pleasure that drove them insane and was only relieved by keeping up the pace. It went on like this for another hour, taking turns, stimulating themselves in any way they could imagine and pausing only to desperately try out any new positions they could think of. They were getting a little frantic to climax, even trying quick bursts of intense thrusting that left them exhausted. But no matter how hard they tried, neither of them could get off. Now time was beginning to take its toll on their psyches. There were no clocks, no watches, nothing to indicate that what they were going through was not in fact purgatory. Perhaps it was the drugs, or the electric current, but where the normal human would have tired and been desensitized by now, they managed to go on just a little more with the sex feeling just as intense as when they started. What's more, whereas she would have been severely dehydrated, the pack must have been supplying her body liquids and lubricant directly. At first, they were for the most part quiet, not wanting to make things awkward with conversation. Then they began letting out only a few grunts here and there. After an hour, they opened up their voices a bit and more, letting out some cries here and there. By two hours they surrendered their voices and were moaning and grunting to their bodies content. Their breath became hot and stuffy and their bodies were slick with sweat. Then three hours passed. Each thrust brought their voices just a little louder, a little higher. There were no more lulls, no more moments for simple foreplay like kissing or hand jobs. It was like they were pistons in a machine, fucking and fucking and fucking. More and more their bodies were slaves to the machines, and they in turn slaves to their bodies. Then four hours had passed. -------- After ten hours Ana and Rick were literally fucking till they screamed. They shouted with each thrust. They screamed in pleasure and frustration for hours more until their voices went hoarse. Normally, sex which lasts for hours are interrupted with moments of lulling in the action; by simple pleasures and naps. But this was anything but normal. All intimacy was voided and each thought process revolved around pleasuring each other and keeping those horrible machines wrapped around their waist from coming alive again. They were like athletes constantly running a race, running away from some monster or some danger, never able to slow down even to rest. Adrenaline and drugs kept their aching bodies going and going. They cursed and pleaded to high heaven and low hell for respite. Nothing worked. Harder, faster, quicker, nothing would pull them over the edge. Ana was already crying long ago, but now Rick shed a few tears of frustration. The only thing they could keep their minds on to stop them from going utterly insane was just how damn good it felt. No matter how frustrated, they could never deny that it felt so fucking good. -------- After 12 hours, eons to each of them, they were almost reduced to gibbering wrecks. However, slowly but surely they could feel a change. Somehow they knew end was near. The nanobots in their minds were giving way. The synapses in their brains that controlled orgasm were let loose, one by one. The athletes could almost see the finish line. They could just feel the release they were begging for edging ever closer. If they just fucked a little longer, a little faster, and a little harder. They were already going at an incredible pace by now, with a combination of drugs and desperation, they were fucking like machines. They were so close but their minds could only take so much. Almost there. Just a few more minutes. It was like pulling on an overstretched string, or slowly pulling the trigger of a gun. Still fucking furiously they each looked each other in the eyes, something they hadn't done in hours. Then they both took a deep breath just before the- -plunge over the edge. They shrieked in unison from sheer joy and relief. Their bodies were rocked with the most intense sensation of orgasm they ever felt. Ana and Rick shuddered violently and they hugged tightly. With each contraction, perversely intensified by the electric padding, Ana's pussy squeezed Rick's penis as it spurted its heated contents. Ana felt every throb and could feel something small and warm appear inside. They collapsed on their bed, utterly exhausted. The machines died down to a low current. Too weak to even speak, all they could do was stare at each other. They thanked all the powers that be that it was over. Slowly, Rick pulled out his slathered cock from inside her, leaving her feeling empty and gaping again. Rick was in heaven, and was overjoyed to see and feel his penis limp for the first time in months. To not feel the ever present aching erection gone was a bliss that rivaled the previous orgasm. It was again, short lived, as soon his refractory period was done and the electricity brought the start of another eternal erection. Still, could he speak, he would've thanked Ana for that wonderful release. Though they were finished, each had their hands to each other's sex, trying to relieve each other of the current. Sore and dazed they lay there using their hands on one another, a shadow of the ordeal they went through earlier. As they stared into each other's eyes, they couldn't help but smile. It was over. At last. They embraced each other and the arms of unconsciousness together. Their rest would never be long enough.