The Case of the Mad Scientist

Chapter 30: Experimenting on Aiko

Chapter 30: Experimenting on Aiko

Dr. Sorren was waiting by the chamber when Gato led Aiko up. “Secure her in the chamber,” he told Gato. “Nice and tight because this new version may cause violent behavior.”

With enjoyment, he pushed Aiko into the chamber, turned her around so that her back was against one of the poles, and tied the rope from her neck around it. All during the walk in and as she was being tied to the pole, Aiko was looking for an opportunity to strike out. None presented itself. This man was simply too cautious to allow that.

Working from behind her, he unlocked the handcuffs and pulled her arms around the pole to bind them tightly behind it. He not only tied the wrists but also the elbow, as tightly together as he could. The slender young woman had no trouble fitting her elbows together, even with the pole between them and her back. He tied them so tightly that the ropes cut into the flesh, and already her hands were looking a shade darker than normal from impeded blood circulation.

He added ropes around her waist and the pole to help hold her in position, then pulled one foot at a time behind the pole and tied them together. Having her feet behind the pole forced her to lean forward, which, in turn, made the other ropes cut in more. When he had finished binding her, he cut off her bra and panties with a pocketknife and stood back, grinning at the beautiful sight of a completely naked, tightly bound and very pretty young woman. Before leaving her, he grabbed a breast and squeezed it hard enough to bring tears to her eyes.

“Do you want her gagged?” Gato asked as he backed out of the chamber. C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

“No, that is not necessary. However, you might secure her head so that she cannot hurt herself if she begins thrashing around.”

With a roll of duct tape, he re-entered the chamber and wrapped a goodly amount around her head at the level of her forehead. He was careful not to cover her eyes because he wanted to watch them as the changes occurred in her body. He knew from past experience that those changes were often very violent and created some wonderfully intense expressions of pain on their faces.

“That’s better,” said Sorren when Gato emerged. “With just that rope around her neck, she might have struggled hard enough to cut off respiration. Make sure the recording devices are all operational, then you may give her the injection.” He handed a hypodermic needle to Gato, and then went to his position at the window, clipboard in hand, ready to take notes.

Waving the needle before her face, Gato approached Aiko, grinning at her discomfort and the fear in her eyes. “You’re never going to be the same after this,” he told her. Standing before her, his body blocking Sorren’s view, he grabbed her pussy with his free hand and dug his fingernails in. She whined at the pain and struggled but could hardly move at all. For a second he squeezed as hard as he could, enjoying the pain in her eyes. “I hope you’re not too ruined by this,” he hissed at her. “Later I want to enjoy fucking your nice, tight little asshole.”

With that promise in her ears, Aiko felt the sharp jab of the needle into her thigh. The amber colored fluid burned as it entered her body.

With the door closed and secured, the two researchers took positions at the window and watched. For a long time nothing happened. Aiko strained at her restraints but only half-heartedly. She knew that she could not free herself. It was more a sign of her inner fear than a serious attempt to break free.

The first change came when they noticed that her face was flushed. That was followed by a trembling of her body, as if she were badly chilled. The shaking continued as the next change began. A strange look came into her eyes, a mix of fear and puzzlement.

When the screaming began, it was accompanied by her body jerking and straining so hard against the restraints that it seemed she would break her bones. The screams came out as howls, long and drawn out cries of agony. Those two men watching had to wonder what pain she was feeling inside to cause such an expression of it on the outside. Dr. Sorren marveled, in a detached, scientific way, what this new change was doing inside her. Gato, feeling much differently, enjoyed the scene before him. In his pants, a hard-on was rapidly forming, his own expression of what the woman’s suffering was doing to him.

The show ended when she passed out and hung limp in her bonds, only her breathing and an occasionally tremor of a muscle here or there giving testimony that she was still alive.