Enslaved 5
 by Gardian
 

Chapter: 9

"WARNING, WARNING, WARNING, BIO-ENDANGERMENT OF CAPTIVE IMMENANT!!!"

I woke up to those words thinking oh no now what, I looked around for Mary. I couldn't find her, then I looked up, there she was, somehow she found a way to make a noose with her bed sheet, then tied it to a rafter up high on the ceiling, she had the noose around her neck and was twitching, suddenly my arm lifted up and there before my eyes I saw the weapon, a tube of small proportions, aimed at her, the comp said that I had one shot and I should take it or loose her life, her life was in my hands. I aimed as best I could, and squeezed my hand. A bolt of light shot out of my tube and burned clean through the bed sheet, she came down hard, and I heard the crunch of braking bone as she landed on her feet. I rushed to her, noticing that the weapon had recessed back into its housing. I gently lifted her head and removed the noose, her face was covered in burst capillaries, but she was still breathing. 

Her head lay in my lap as Master walked in with a gurney and I helped him place her on the gurney, this was the first time I was allowed out of the cell. We went to what looked like an infirmary, and he placed her on a table, I helped him reset her leg and place it in a cast, I then locked down as I observed him placing her in a body cast, when he was finished she was covered from head to toe, except for her pussy, butt, eyes, and nose, their was a tube in her mouth so she could get nutrients. I was then unlocked from my stare position and I helped him move her back to the cell, I couldn’t do anything else, the computer was forcing me to help. I didn't mind at the time, all I wanted was for my friend to be safe. He left me with her and sealed the door, I lifted her from the gurney and placed her on her bunk, I rolled the chair to the bunk and sat there for the rest of the night.

I woke to her muffled screaming as I was resting in my suit, she had woken up and felt the first signs of true pain since the fractured bone was set, I was happy that she was awake, I was afraid that she might die in her sleep. I was allowed to speak with her as the day wore on, I had missed exercise and breakfast, and just talked to her. 
“I wish you didn't do that now look at what you've gotten us into, now I'm a live-in nurse to an invalid, this is not what I had thought about doing as an escape plan. When you’re out of this body cast I'm going to punish you for putting us in more trouble than it was worth, what possessed you to try and kill yourself with someone else here to blame? Great I'm stuck here trying to keep both of us alive so we can both try to escape and here you are damaged.” 

Of course she couldn't answer her mouth was plastered shut, but after awhile I started to feel hungry, so I fixed something to eat, and ate it in front of her, she could see everything I was doing, but couldn't say a thing, and no I didn't feed her, she pissed me off so I figured she needed a little discipline. Boy does that sound corny, that afternoon he walked in and decided to punish someone himself for the lousy thing that had happened,{guess who?}and so for the next eight hours I was tied to a sawhorse, with a razor-sharp edge on the top of it, my legs were spread wide and tied to eyebolts secured to the floor, my hands tied to a wench that pulled my arms straight up above me, my mouth was gagged by a penisgag. 

My punishment was about to begin, first he hooked a funnel to the tube in the penisgag and then hooked that to a hook on a post about three feet away, it was right in my sight and I couldn't look away from it. He pulls out a one gallon jug of yellow liquid and starts to pour it into the funnel, a few seconds later the smell reaches my nose, the son of a bitch was pouring his piss into my penis tube, I would have piss in my mouth, throat, GOD, I’d have piss everywhere inside my body. That wasn't all I had to take from him, after I finished the full gallon of piss off, he took out a very mean looking whip and used it on me, it was an unusual whip for it had metal shards woven into it, and it had a metal shank as the quirt that was three inches long. He told me that the whip was called the cobra, and it was very effective, it tore at my back, it felt like it was ripping my back to shreds as a matter of fact it was, I passed out after the fifth strike. 

I awoke upon the rack, he was turning the wench as slowly as possible, each turn caused the wench to clack as the teeth of the wench grabbed onto the stop bar. By the time I counted to the tenth clack I could feel my body about to be ripped apart by the pull of the device. I noticed later that he had removed the penis gag so that Mary could hear what he was doing, he turned the wench for I don't know how long, but each turn caused tremendous pain to flow through me, and I screamed, I screamed so loud that I think I bled from my ear. When he finished turn the last crank of the wench he left me there for three hours, I was in pain, I couldn’t move, and I was very very scared. 

When he returned had no fight left in me, he released me from the rack and led me to my friend, Mary was crying, I could see the tears from her eyes, I dabbed the tears from her face, then he placed me back into the suit. He programmed several things into the suit then left, one minute later the suit took me to the kitchen and fixed myself something to eat, it was the horrible stuff I had last time, I fixed another bowl of the stuff and went over to Mary, I fed us and had a hard time with Mary, she kept blowing the awful liquid nutrients out of the tube, but she soon gave up and accepted the food. The awful taste of the food took away my taste of "Masters" piss from my mouth, but there was no relief for the stuff that invaded my mouth now. 

Lights out came and went with me at Mary’s side, when she needed to pee I held a pan for her to piss in, when she'd cry from a nightmare I would sooth her with gentle automatic words spoken from the suit, I felt that she would be alright after the five hour of darkness, which I could see very well in the dark. My body hurt, but Mary was my first concern. I woke up somewhere around 5:30AM and noticed I was doing my morning jog, I couldn't break the pace I was at, it seemed that I was going ten miles an hour, and I was, this went on for one full hour, I don't know how long I was at it before I woke up, but now I was extremely tired from the run, how long can I last in this hellhole I asked myself again as I walked over to one of the other exercise machines and started my daily workout...

Chapter : 10

During my exercise he came back into the room, it was 10:00am when he went over to Mary and placed restraints that were exactly like mine upon her. He then left and my exercise was done, I hated this round of exercise, I was restrained to a machine that forced me to squeeze my thighs and arm together as it tried to rip them apart, I worked on it for two hours and it had worn me out, but now the exercise was over, and still I hadn’t eaten. I was tired and hungry, but the suit had other plans. It walked me over to the bunk beds and started to fuss over Mary, in all my years I’ve never seen an automaton that cared so deeply for someone else. It was like it had a heart, a soul if you will, so I tried to ask the computer what gives, but couldn’t because of the gag that was secured in my mouth. The suit started breakfast and sat down in front of Mary, Mary looked up at me with begging, pleading eyes, yet I couldn’t stop the suit even if I wanted too. I fed her and made sure she ate every drop of this foul stuff, I then ate my portion and swallowed as if it was the best food I had ever eaten. I put away the messy bowls and cleaned out the syringes, then I went back to the room. My back still hurt from the punishment of the Cobra, and I knew I didn’t want to see how badly my back was ripped apart. but the suit walked me into the bathroom, and removed everything except the helmet, it took on a life of its own and held me, headless

As it washed me from top to bottom. It was gentle to me, and I could now see what had happened to my back, it was a mess, their were scars all over my back, set in weird designs, some skin was gone, but it was all manageable. The suit took care of the scars by applying a form of healing cream on my back and then placing bandages on my body to keep the scars from getting infected. The computer told me to place the suit back on, and to expect the same treatment during my captivity in the suit, I did what I was told, and began to feel something I thought I’d never feel ever again. I slowly walked out of the shower, and sat next to Mary, it was time to punish her again, and I had a very sneaky idea of what to do, my fingers slowly and carefully touched her sex, tickling her clit with deft hands as I slowly teased her into sexual heat, I was able to figure out just how much teasing would make her horny enough to cum, and caused her to explode into sexual bliss. 

I started again, but this time I only teased her to the brink, and then stopped, she was hot, and horny, and wanted to cum, but I didn’t allow that, she was here to be trained and train her I will, what in the world has come over me, as I listened to the music while I teased my unwilling subject again and again, without letting her have any sexual release. I don’t know how long I teased her, or if she was alright after the torture, but I felt better for doing it, I don’t know why I even started, but I had my suspicions. I started on fixing our next meal and noticed that the bunk beds were now three instead of two, now I worried, that could mean only one thing. He entered as I was finishing making our meal, and he flopped down another bagged package, this one didn’t squirm around so much and looked smaller, I noticed that Mary was screaming into her forced gag of plaster. 

I wondered what was going on, as he opened the bag. Inside the bag was a little waif of a girl, no more then 14 years of age, oh great now pedophilia was getting into this, I wanted no part of it. I tried to express my complaint to him but all that came from me was a few muffled sounds, he released her and told her the derogatory things he said to both me and Mary. The girl looked at the plastered mummy and hugged it tightly, for a few seconds I just stared at the scene, I figured out what was going on, this was her daughter. She stated she had one at the age of 16, so… that’s what he used to catch her. Or did he just take her along with her mother to sweeten the deal, whatever the case, I decided to put my foot where my mouth would have gone. I kicked him so hard that he flew across the floor, I was closing in on him when the computer decided to enter the fight. A shot of five hundred thousands volts went coursing through my body, but by this time I wasn’t caring what happened to me or my body, with all the pain I kept walking straight towards him, not stopping, he reached the door before me and shut me in, he was safe for now, but just wait until the next time he sticks his teenie tiny head in here. 

Meanwhile the stench of burnt flesh started to waft into my nostrils and I looked around to see that Mary and her daughter were in pain, not only did I get shocked but they got a bit of it themselves. I rushed over to Mary and made sure she was alright, her plaster cast was slightly singed, but all in all she was ok, her daughter came up behind me and looked, she couldn’t be as old as I thought, she was too adult to be a kid, this is when I noticed that the gag was gone, I spoke to her, “Is this your mother?” she just nodded her head, “She’ll be alright, how old are you anyway? I hope your not younger than you appear to be?” she looked up at me and stated.  “I’m 18 years old, and I wish I could leave this retched place.” 
”We both do little one, whats your name?”
”Tara, my name is Tara.” 

We sat down next to her mother and pampered her, I made sure that Tara knew that she only had a broken leg, and that she would be fine, she looked dubiously at me, and asked if I was a robot or was it a costume I was wearing, I had to tell her it was a suit that forced me to be her mothers Mistress, she hated the idea, but understood we were all in this piece of shit together. We talked a little more, then the computer spoke up and told us it was lights out again, this time my suit opened and I was allowed to remove it, all except the helmet that was still locked upon my head. We got into bed and the lights went out, I prayed that we would get out of this alive….