The usual disclaimers apply: The following story is fiction, any similarities to people living or dead is a coincidence. Anybody under 18 shouldn't be reading this. etc...
The session was over. Several large men removed the straps binding a disoriented young woman to a table. A man at a computer expressed frustration. Two large men stood the woman up and the man at the computer got up and walked over to her. He was older and much more slender then the men who were holding the woman up. The woman was completely naked except for a strange collar around her neck. The woman's eyes came into focus and she saw the older man and gave him a death stare.
The man simply smiled. "You're a fighter I'll give you that. I am amazed that you've resisted me for this long" he said. The woman struggled and tried to free herself, but the men holding her were very strong. With little effort on their part they dragged the woman out of the laboratory and to her holding cell.
She was thrown into the cell. They closed the cell door and left. Her name was Tara, she was 23, attractive, and was, until she was captured, a dancer at a strip club. She couldn't have told anybody this now. The collar around her neck prevented her from speaking. She had been captured two weeks ago and ever since then that bastard of a doctor had been trying to take control of her mind.
Her cell was empty except for a toilet and a cot, both were bolted to the floor. She sat down on the cot. Oh how she hated that doctor. He had done some awful things to her. She had been frequently raped by him and those large men. She had also been forced to insert things into herself and bring herself to orgasm. They humiliated her repeatedly and treated her like an animal.
Footsteps... Somebody was coming. It was one of the large men. He unlocked her cell door and entered with a plate of food. She was hiding in a corner now. "Food bitch. Come and get it." he said. Her hunger was the only reason she approached him. He set the plate on the floor. "Ah ah ah, wait a second. If you want to eat, you gotta satisfy me first!" he said.
She stopped in her tracks and started shaking her head "No". He got an angry look on his face. Not wanting to end up worse then she already was, she went over to the cot and laid down on it. He took his pants off and got on top of her and proceeded to rape her. After he was done, he left the cell. She laid on the cot. The collar prevented her from uttering so much as a weak moan, but her shoulders rose and fell as tears streamed down her cheeks.
Eventually she got up and went to inspect the plate of food. It was canned cat food minus the can. They were feeding her cat food now. Having not eaten anything in nearly two days, she started wolfing it down. No silverware was provided so she had to eat with her hands. The plate was a flimsy paper plate, they had been giving her plastic plates until she tried to use one as a weapon.
Despite the foods unappetizing taste and smell, she licked the plate clean. After her dinner she went back to the cot and sat on it. she gave her collar a small, frustrated tug. Whatever it was made of, it was unbreakable. She had pretty much given up trying to get it off. If she ever did though, she'd yell and scream until her lungs burst!
About 10 minutes after she had finished her dinner she heard more footsteps. Another man appeared outside her cell door. He fumbled with some keys, found the right one, and entered her cell.. This time she didn't hide in the corner. She sat up and her eyes brightened. It was Alex, one of the guards at wherever it was she was being held at. He was a tall slender man who had a slightly oriental look to him. She liked him much more then any of the other guards because he treated her better then everybody else did. He was so much nicer then everybody else. He walked over to her and sat down on the cot next to her. "I heard about what happened with your dinner. I'm so sorry. I know you hate being here." he said.
She laid her head on his shoulder and started sobbing. He placed his hand on her head and started caressing it. "I'm working on a way to get you out of here. You just keep fighting them until then." he said. After a few minutes, her sobbing subsided. She just laid there, her head on his shoulder and his hand caressing her head. She felt a lot better now.
"Look, I have to go now. Night patrol. I'll see you again as soon as I can." He got up. She looked at him, her eyes pleading with him not to leave. "I'm sorry, but if I'm missed we'll both be in trouble." he said. He had a sad look on his face as he left her cell. The door closed and he started walking away. She listened to his footsteps fading away. Alex was one of the main reasons she was still hanging on. He was her only hope of freedom.
Sleep eventually came for her. Sleeping on that uncomfortable cot was difficult to say the least. Her cell got cold at night and she had no blanket or pillow. Each night she would curl into a ball to conserve as much body heat as she could.
She woke up shivering. She had been sleeping on one of her arms and it was now completely numb. She couldn't even move it for a minute or so. Eventually the feeling came back and she could move it again. Having nothing to do, she sat down on the cot and thought of ways she could escape if she got the chance. This was what she did mostly to pass the time. She had checked for loose bars in her cell, no luck there. She had tried to steal a key to her cell, no luck there. She had no material to make anything to aid in her escape. She had tried attacking the guards on several occasions, and still had the bruises to prove it.
Footsteps jarred her from her thoughts. The two large men approached her cell. She hid in the corner. They opened the door and came in to grab her. She tried clinging to the bolted down toilet, but they wrenched her free and dragged her out of the cell. She struggled and tried to bite one of the guards. It was no use and soon she was back in the labrotory being restrained to the table.
The doctor was there. He walked over to where she was. "Uncooperative as usual. We'll see if we can't fix that... I'm going to try something new." he said in a sinister tone. He placed a gag in her mouth and hung an I.V. bag on a hook above the table. Despite her frenzied struggling, he had little difficulty inserting the I.V. needle into her arm and securing it with a butterfly bandage. Almost immediately she began to feel woozy...
Hours later she was dragged back to her cell in a drugged haze. She was pretty sketchy on the details of what they had done to her, but it had involved being placed into a dark tank, then there was a weird light show, then she was removed and everything got really fuzzy after that... Then she found herself having sex with the doctor and the two guards. More fuzziness after that, and now she was back inside her cell lying on the floor. The floor was cold and hard, but she had no strength or desire to move. Sometime later she became aware that she had a buttplug inside her. Her hands felt something covering it. She was wearing something that was holding the plug in. Everything grew fuzzy again and she blacked out.
The next thing she was aware of was a sting in her arm. Her vision soon cleared and she became alert. Alex was in her cell and he had just given her an injection of some kind. He waited for her head to clear, then held up a small syringe. "I stole this from the lab. It's the antidote for the drugs they gave to you." he said.
She smiled and rubbed the place on her arm where he had given her the injection. He saw the harness. "I see they 'plugged' you as well." he said. She tried to get the harness off but it was on too tight. There was a small lock in the front just above her crotch.
She tried feverishly to remove the harness. "It won't come off, not until it's unlocked. If I knew where the key was I'd unlock it for you." he said.
She let out a frustrated sigh and sat down on the cot. Sitting was now very uncomfortable for her. She laid down on her side to minimize the discomfort. Alex sat down on the floor facing her. "I think I've found a way to get you out of here!" he said.
She sat up, despite the discomfort in doing so.
"Tomorrow the doctor will have you transported to another facility that specializes in more invasive forms of mind control. I know that sounds bad, but here's the good news. I'll be the one transporting you there. I just need to get you loaded into the van and then I can take you as far away from here as that van can take us!" he said.
She stood up, her face bright and happy. He got up. She put her arms around him and started kissing him. He seemed quite surprised by this and initially drew back, then reconsidered and started kissing her back. "That's right. You'll be free!" he said in between kisses.
That night she laid on the cot fantasizing about what would happen the next day. Alex was going to get her out. She would soon be free. And together they would contact the police, hell maybe the army, and they would come for that bastard of a doctor and his two goons. She'd see him in court and she'd tell everybody there about what he had done to her. She might even end up getting a movie deal or something... She fell asleep without too much trouble, happy thoughts inside her head for the first time in a long while.
Morning came. She was awakened by Alex. "Hey, wake up. It's time to go." he said
There was a hospital gurney in her cell now. "I gotta have you lay down on this, then I need to restrain you to it. Then I have to give you this." he took a syringe out of his pocket.
She gave him a frightened look. "It's the only way I can get you out of here without arousing suspicion. You need to be restrained and asleep, and they will check you before they let me leave with you." he said.
She hesitated for a moment, then to his surprise, she gave him a long, passionate kiss. She held her arm out, waiting for the needle. "First, get onto the gurney. This stuff takes effect pretty rapidly." he said.
She got onto the gurney, He restrained her to it. He made the restraints tight, but comfortable. She smiled as the needle penetrated her arm and she started to feel like she was floating away...
After she was out, Alex wheeled her out of the cell. He wheeled her past the laboratory where she had been taken so many times, and was wheeled into another laboratory. The doctor and the two large men were there. The doctor examined her. "She's ready now." Alex said.
Alex activated a computer and tested the wire connections to a helmet that laid on a table. The doctor walked over to him. "I still wanna know how you built this thing." he said to Alex. Alex smiled. "That's my little secret." he said.
"So, after she's brainwashed, I get my money right?" the doctor asked.
"Yes. $25,000 per day of acting, times that by 16 days, that's $400,000. More then you normally make in a year, and of course tax free. The IRS will never know about it." Alex said.
One of the two large men spoke. "What about us?" he said. "You two get the same amount each." Alex said. The man smiled.
The table was carried away by the two men and the gurney was put in its place. Alex attached the helmet to Tara. He activated a program on the computer and Tara's reprogramming commenced. "This will take a few hours. Why don't we go out and celebrate gentlemen?" Alex said. The "doctor" and the two large men voiced their agreement and they all left the laboratory.