Keri had just returned with her latest victim. This woman was different from the usual victims she brought back. The most noticeable difference was the eye patch over her left eye. Keri secured her into the brainwashing machine. The cuffs tightened automatically to prevent movement. The rubber sheets came together and the air was pumped out. From the neck down, she was now coated in shiny black rubber.

Doctor Nechetohontoquatl examined the woman. Her body looked pretty good, however he wondered what was up wth the eyepatch. He lifted it up and got a disgusted look on his face, then put the eyepatch back in place.

"What's with Miss Cyclops? Couldn't you have found someone better to brainwash?" he asked.

"Pickings are pretty slim today Doctor. A lot of people have gone on vacation. This was the best woman I could find." Keri replied.

The woman opened her eye and looked around. "Where am I?" she asked.

Keri pointed to a big blinking neon sign that read: "Welcome to the laboratory of Doctor Nechetohontoquatl!"

"You will release me at once from these bounds!" the woman said.

The doctor ignored her.

"I am not a mere mortal woman! I am an immortal ancient serpent! I demand you release me!" the woman said.

"What's a serpent?" Doctor Nechetohontoquatl asked.

"It's a snake, you idiot!" the woman replied.

"Snakes don't have arms and legs." the doctor said.

"I merely have taken the form of a human woman. A powerful business woman worth billions of your dollars!....... I can feel the Great River... It demands my release!"

"Eh, nah. I'd rather brainwash you and sell you to a sex slave ring. Though you probably won't fetch much cos of that missing eye." the doctor said.

"How DARE you make fun of my eye!"

"Oh, sorry. Eye couldn't help myself! Heh heh heh... I guess we just don't see, uh, eye to eye!" the doctor said.

The woman scowled and tried to free herself. The doctor went over to the computer console.

"Hey wait Doctor! Before you brainwash her, could I borrow her?" Keri asked.

Doctor Nechetohontoquatl raised an eyebrow. "What for?" he asked.

"Oh not much, I just want to borrow her for an evening or so that's all." Keri said.

A van pulled up to the front gate of the mental hospital. Keri had made arrangements to rent an unused wing of the hospital for the night in order to shoot a new movie for the lesbien porn site that she now ran. She parked the van and unloaded her crew and equipment. Except for Keri and Amy, all the women had a little flesh colored disc on the back of their necks. As they hauled in their cameras and equipment, they received many catcalls and unwanted attention from several of the patients.

"None of this is real!" a man in one of the cells shouted.

They ignored him.

"We're all just characters in some authors head! This building, you, me, none of it is real!" he shouted. They ignored him and continued on.

The cameras were set up in the unused wing, far away from the patients cries and moans.

"Okay. Here's what we're gonna do. Our one eyed guest will be playing the priestess. That reminds me. Bitch! You did remember to get an appropriate costume for her right?"

Amy looked at Keri and timidly nodded. "Yes mistress, though I couldn't find the indian headdress you wanted, so I borrowed an old football helmet instead."

"Meh, close enough." Keri said. She looked at the other women.

"Okay ladies! Tonight we're doing a mental asylum themed shoot, hence why we're here. The synopsis is that a patient, AKA: our one eyed friend, has escaped from her restraints and is quite horny. She believes herself to be a priestess... We'll make up the rest as we go along."

"Yes mistress." the women said in unison.

Keri helped the one eyed woman dress in her costume.

"So, do you have a name? I'm getting kinda tired of calling you 'One eyed lady'." she said.

"I call myself Azamathi Constantainskishire." the woman said in a monotone.

"Hoo! And I thought Doctor Nechetohontoquatl's name was long! I think I'll stick to calling you 'One eyed lady'." Keri said.

Suddenly, the one eyed woman smacked Keri across the face. "You will referr to me as Priestess Azamathi Constantainskishire!" she said.

Keri stared at her, then went over to check the control unit. The battery inside the one eyed lady's control disc was running out of juice. Suddenly the woman freaked out and started running. Keri gave chase, but to her dismay she realized that she forgot her damn brick. She soon ran out of breath and lost her...

Amy could remember -barely- that she was still kicking and fighting the girls. Those women blindly obeying Keri, just like they used to obey her. She vividly recalled the more extreme sensations of the ordeal, wrists pinned by two of the more toned girls as her skirt was unzipped by another and dropped around her ankles. And after her lace panties were moved adequately to one side...the syringe in her bottom was particularly memorable.

The rest was a haze. The next thing she became aware of was that she was standing upright. She knew she was in for it. She had forgotten to replace the batteries in the control discs. Mistress Keri wasn't too pleased. Amy had a feeling that she was going to end up being sore for the next few days, if she was lucky...

She heard the click of high heels. The blindfold prevented her from seeing, but she knew it was Keri.

"Are you awake, bitch?" Keri asked.

Amy kept perfecly still. She silently hoped that if she pretended to be asleep, it would delay her punishment. Keri grabbed one of her nipples and twisted it, causing Amy to cry out.

"That's better. Now, do you have any idea in that little brain of yours what you have done?"

Amy nodded. "Yes Mistress. I messed up and forgot to put new batteries in the control discs! I'm sorry! It was a stupid mistake!"

Keri smacked her. "Your mistake caused me to lose one of Doctor Nechetohontoquatl's slaves! Tomorrow I must face him and tell him that I lost his slave! When he finds this out, he'll probably... make me... work UNPAID OVERTIME!!!" Keri said.

Amy started crying. "I'm so sorry Mistress! I'll make it up to you somehow!"

"That you will, bitch. In fact, you're about to make it up right now..."

Amy felt the restraints being removed. That was odd. No whips? No chains? The blindfold came off and she noticed a large odd looking box on the floor, with quite a few metallic tentacles coming out of it.

"This is a prototype that some geeky friends of mine want to test. It was inspired by them watching a bit too much tentacle hentai. You're going to be its test subject. As a bonus, I'll be filming this for the site." Keri said.

Amy walked over to the box, unsure of what to expect. Suddenly, several of the metallic tentacles grabbed her and suspended her in the air. They forced her legs apart. She started screaming. One of the tentacles entered her mouth, making an effective gag. Another tentacle forced its way into her ass. The assult on her body continued as another tentacle forced its way into her vagina.

Amy's struggling and crying continued for several moments until the pain subsided. Once the inital pain was replaced by pleasure, she started to enjoy what was happening. The tentacles inside her, and the ones cupping her breasts were gently vibrating and pulsing with electricity. She felt a climax slowly building up.

One of Keri's hands kept the camera on Amy, while the other slowly made its way to her own crotch. Just seeing this was getting her fucking turned on! This movie was sure to attract some new signups to her site.

Amy eventually entered an almost trance like state. She didn't know how deep the tentacles were inside her and she didn't care. She was basiclly a piece of meat being probed by that wonderful machine, and a happy piece of meat at that. She had stopped strugggling all together and hung there, suspended, eyes half closed, and drool coming out of her mouth. Suddenly the vibrations and electrical pulses increased in intensity. She began struggling again. She felt it building up... so close... A huge climax shot through her body. Sadly for her, she passed out right in the middle of it...

When Amy came to again, she found herself lying on her bed. She felt empty inside. She already missed those smooth metallic tentacles probing her insides, and the pleasure that had provided. She was overcome with the desire to get off anyway she could. She reached for her crotch to discover the metal barrier of the chastity belt she was wearing.

She let out a small frustrated cry and tried to get the belt off. It was no good. That belt wasn't coming off, not without the key anyway. It dawned on her. The encounter with the tentacle machine had not been her punishment. This was her punishment, and it was far worse then any whipping Keri had ever given her.

Back at the mental hospital, one of the doctors showed some photos to the one eyed woman. A guard with a tranquilizer dart gun stood nearby.

"Who are these people?" she asked.

"They're your family, Lauren. You have a husband and two children who want to see you again." he replied.

"My name is Azamathi Constantainskishire! I am an ancient serpent priestess!" the woman said.

"Your name is Lauren Stapleton. You're a mother of two children who had a mental breakdown brought on by stress. You were doing so well until you went off your meds. Don't you remember? Can't you even remember your childrens names?" the doctor asked.

She stared at him for several seconds, then let out a scream and started attacking him. The guard immediately responded and a tranquilizer dart hit her in the thigh. Her high pitched shrieking died down and she fell to the floor.

"I want her prepped for electro shock therapy now!" the doctor said. Two big burly orderlies came into the cell and carried the half conscious woman away.