How I became a servant of Ay'esha by Dr. Charles Forbin
Copyright (c) 1996
I awoke to a flare of light. Where was I? I tried to roll over and
discovered I my hands were bound. I tried to take a deep breath and found I was
gagged as well.
The last thing I remembered was stopping to help a young woman change a
tire. I bent over to turn the tire wrench, then...blackout.
I didn't have a headache so I hadn't been hit on the head, but my
thoughts were fuzzy. Drugged perhaps. Why? I wasn't anyone special, not worth
kidnapping, or even robbing for that matter.
I was dragged into the light and ordered to stand. The light was
blinding so I could not see my captor clearly.
"Walk ahead of me. Do not turn around or you will be corrected!" was the
order. Corrected? A woman's voice. The young woman with the flat tire? I was
directed down a hallway, into a room and ordered to lie on a table, face down. I
started to resist and felt a sharp slash of pain across my ass. I realized for
the first time that I was naked.
"Now, lie down or I will increase the pain."
I lay down on the table as I was ordered. My legs were tied to the
table, and then my waist was secured as well. My hands were gripped strongly and
untied. I started to lash out and was promptly subjected to a further sample of
pain.
My hands were tied to the table and I felt a hand run down my spine and
then lower until I felt the hand touch my genitals. A gentle finger then probed
my ass.
"You are here for a specific purpose. You are to be examined for your
usefulness. If found useful, you will be trained to serve us. If not, you will
be dispensed with."
That sounded ungood.
"You will now be tested for your pain tolerance."
I heard her walk away. There was a long wait, and I had almost dropped
off to sleep again when ...THWACK!
I tried to leap up, but the restraints held firm.
"I see I have your attention ", a voice said. "Now we will proceed to
test your ability to withstand pain."
I felt something like tape being placed onto parts of my body.
"The sensors will record your reaction to the pain stimulus. I will
watch your reaction as well. I will decide when you have had enough. You may try
to scream if you like, but the gag is quite secure, and no one will hear you."
The first whip strokes were firm, but not terribly painful. They
increased and changed location. The pain increased in intensity. The pain grew
as the location of the strokes changed. My breathing became more and
more labored as the strokes became harder.
Suddenly they stopped.
A gentle hand stroked my head and wiped the tears of pain away.
"An excellent beginning. You have done well. Rest now. We will begin
again soon."
A blindfold was placed over my eyes as I passed into an exhausted sleep.
When I awoke I was still on the table, but now I was on my back, still
restrained and blindfolded.
My legs were raised in the air, exposing my ass.
I waited, fearful of what might be next. What use could I be to this
woman? Why was I chosen?
Soon I heard the Voice again.
"I see you are awake now. If you will agree to remain silent until I
give you permission to speak I will remove the gag. If agree to this nod your
head."
I nodded as well as I could.
She removed the gag, and I gasped.
"If you would like some water, nod your head."
I nodded again, and felt the nipple of a baby bottle placed in my mouth.
I sucked greedily until the nipple collapsed. It was withdrawn.
"Now, we will proceed with the next series of pain tests. I will also
test your holding capacity."
Holding capacity?
The tape was applied again and the pain started as before. Suddenly I
felt a sharp pain on my left nipple, followed by an identical pain on my right.
"These nipple clamps can be adjusted tight enough to pierce your nipples
if desired. I wish to see if the pain of your nipples will distract you from
pain in other areas."
The pain of the whipping increased. The pain in my nipples was constant.
I soon started drifting into a stupor from the whipping. It even started to feel
pleasant in a strange way. Suddenly the pressure was released from my
nipples.
The blood surged back into my nipples. I opened my mouth to scream and
was gagged again, changing the scream into a gurgle.
"You were not given permission to speak. I consider screaming speaking.
You will be corrected for that mistake."
There was a pause, then a burning pain on my chest that made me moan
into the gag.
"You will not make that error again, will you?" I was asked.
I shook my head weakly.
The gag was removed again.
"Now we begin the holding capacity test. You will be removed to a
holding pen after this test. You will find food and water there. Do you
understand me? You may speak as a dog. One bark for yes and two for no."
I barked once.
"Good. Would you like the blindfold removed?"
I barked affirmative again.
"If you do well on the test, I will remove it."
There was a pause and I heard the snap of a rubber glove being pulled
on. Then I felt coldness on my asshole, and a probing finger. I tensed, then
slowly relaxed as the probing finger withdrew.
"Test begins"
I felt my asshole widen and then felt something being shoved into it. It
penetrated deeper into my bowels until I felt like I was going to explode. I
felt the urge to piss from the pressure. I had never been penetrated before by
something that long.
I started cramping from the pressure and the pain. The pressure
continued for what seemed like an eternity, and then whatever the item was it
was withdrawn slowly. The final removal caused me to gasp in pain then relief.
The blindfold was removed, and for the first time I saw my tormentor.
It was the girl from the car. She was dressed in a black corset, studded
belt, and high leather boots. Her manner was imperious, but her tone was gentle.
She shook back the dark hair that had cascaded over her face, and removed the
rubber gloves from her hands.
"You will be released from your bonds and I will take you to the holding
pen. " She indicated the leather quirt hanging from her belt. "Any attempt to
escape, and you will be corrected. Is that clear to you?"
I barked once.
I desired my freedom, but I knew that I could not escape from her. Her
voice held me in its grip, almost as tightly as the bonds did. What was
happening to me? I felt as helpless as a child in her presence.
As she released the bonds, I felt uncertain, even fearful of her. But
she was just a young woman.
Why the fear? Was it the torture? I was a man, I should be able to take
control from her. But I found as she looked at me, my will to resist
slipping away.
She knew it, and smiled, a sly knowing smile, holding only the promise
of future abuse for me.
"Get up and walk ahead of me. I want your head down. Do not speak to
anyone who may speak to you. Until I give you permission to speak, you are to
act as if you are mute. Nod if you understand this order."
I nodded quickly.
"Good. Start walking. Through the door and turn right. Stop when I tell
you to."
I walked out the door and turned right as directed. A few feet later the
order to stop was given.
In front of me was a large metal cage.
"Open the door and get in."
I started to turn towards her and felt the slash of the quirt across my
back, forward then back.
"Enter the pen NOW!"
I opened the door and crawled inside. The pen was just big enough to
turn in, but not large enough to lie down in without curling up or to sit
upright in. The floor was padded with a plastic mat, and a large water bottle,
like one used in laboratories, was mounted against the side of the cage.
The door was locked behind me, and a food dish was slid into a slot in
the side of the cage next to the water bottle.
In it were scraps of meat and vegetables, a piece of bread and some
fruit.
"You may eat anytime you are ready," she said. "I will return later to
cover your pen for the night."
With that, she turned and left the room, leaving me caged like an
animal, wondering what our next encounter might bring.
