Chapter 29: The Experiments Continue
Chapter 29: The Experiments Continue
Early the next morning, Ste and Tara slowly came out of a deep, refreshing sleep, their naked bodies
intertwined and the long red hair mixed in with the golden blonde. Each stretched her lovely body, they
smiled at each other, and then, hand in hand, made for the shower stall where they enjoyed a lengthy
shower together in water made hotter by the tender caresses they gave each other. The finale came,
as it often did, when Tara knelt and used her tongue to drive Ste into her first orgasm of the day.
Over breakfast, the topic finally turned to their friends and mission in Japan.
“Shouldn’t we have heard from them by now?” asked Tara.
“Maybe. Perhaps they’re too involved in their mission to take the time to call,” Ste pointed out.
“Maybe. But maybe they’re all captives of the bad guys. Or maybe dead?”
“Don’t say that!”
But Ste was thinking along the same lines. She had been involved with “the bad guys” several
different times, and knew that things can go horribly wrong.
“Tell you what,” she began, “we don’t have the next show for several days. After breakfast, maybe we
could do some sightseeing. Like maybe around Lake Hibara.”
Unknown to them, Ste’s and Tara’s worst fears wereing true in that house overlooking Lake
Hibara.
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That Gato fellow came back in, dragging ze with him. She was totally naked now and her arms
bound behind her. She also looked as if he had been treating her on the rough side. For one thing, she
was walking funny.
He forced her to kneel, then changed her ropes for handcuffs before tossing her into the cell with Aiko,
who was still tied that that backbreaking version of a hogtie. From what I could see of her face, she had
been suffering a lot from that horribly contorted position her body was forced into.
That bastard paused before the cell with the handcuff hogtied Japanese girl. She was pressing her
body against the bars, apparently so she could get a better look at me. Her face turned up to him, that
mixture of hatred and lust very strong on her features. For a while they both looked at each other but
said nothing. Finally, he knelt and reached through the bars to squeeze one breast. He had to be quick
about it, because she immediately jerked her body away and tried to bite him.
“The breasts are definitely erging,” he muttered to himself. “The doctor will be d to hear that.”
As he was leaving, I called to him. “Hey, how about some food?” That was not what I really wanted to
say, but it was one of the practical items on my list of things to demand.
He turned with a stupid grin on his face. “Dead men don’t need food!”
He was, of course, correct in that statement, but it sent a shiver down my spine. What happened to the
old “the condemned man ate a hearty meal?”
He was gone before I could continue on my list of demands, the next one of which was that he perform
a sexually impossibility upon himself, thenmit Harry Cary.
“Are you okay?” I ask ze. “What did he do to you?”
She told us. When I got my hands on that twerp, I was going to remove his appendages, one by one,
slowly as I could. Then I’d get rough.
As she talked, she was working at the ropes holding Aiko in that strained position. She had first brought
her hands around in front of her by stepping through her arms. When she finally got the ropes off Aiko,
the young Japanese girl moaned very loudly as her body left that backward arch. She still wore her
handcuffs but the rest of her was now free.
We spend some time talking with the two Japanese women in with us. Aiko tranted. Seems that one
of them had been kidnapped but nothing had yet happened to her. The other wouldn’t talk. She just
turned her body so that she was next to the door and staring out at me. I’ve seen that hungry look in a
woman’s eyes before, and it was a hunger not satisfied by food. Have you ever seen a look that was
both hatred and sexual lust at the same time?
I saw ze and Aiko working at each other’s handcuffs, but without tools there was nothing they could
do. I was wondering if I could stand at the far back of the cell and charge the door, knocking it off its
hinges. Unfortunately, it was only a few feet between the back and the door, so I couldn’t really get up a
good head of steam. Also, those steel bars looked pretty solid. I might break something.
Later in the morning, Gato came in, grinning that stupid grin of his and eyeing Aiko. He had that cattle
prod thingie in his hand.
“Time for a little experimenting,” he told her. “Doc, he’s been up all night, working on a new form or
whatever. He wants to try it out. You’re the lucky one!”
Both ze and Aiko backed away from the door as he opened it, waving that prod thing around and
telling them how he had just put a new battery in it. He forced them to kneel on the concrete and then
he looped a noose of rope around Aiko’s neck and tightened it down enough to make her wince. Pulling
on the rope, he ordered her to stand and follow him. I noticed that he was careful to keep an eye on her
feet, a pretty sure sign that he thought she might be proficient in one of the martial arts. As soon as she
was outside the cell, and the door closed and locked again, he came around behind her, put one hand
in the small of her back, and pulled backwards on the rope enough to make breathing hard. In that
manner, he marched her out of the room. I’ll have to admit, standing behind her with a tight rope
around her neck made it unlikely that she would be able to try any move against him.
I looked over to see ze pressing herself against the bars and looking very worried.
I was more than a little worried, myself. Aiko was a nice girl who had been a real help to us.