Evocation (5 page)

Anthony’s voice echoed in her mind, instructing her to do as she was told. In the jumble of thoughts and emotions within her mind, his words made her feel even more helpless than the straps holding her to the table. Her face colored. “Yes.”

“Did these men also ejaculate in your mouth?”

She hesitated. The doctor looked down at her calmly. “Yes.”

“Did you swallow any of the ejaculate?”

She shuddered. “Yes.”

“At any point while these men were ejaculating in your mouth, did you experience sexual gratification?”

Intense shame crawled through her body like a living thing. She could not hold his gaze when she answered. “Yes.” Her voice sounded small and far away.

“I see.” He turned her head sideways. His fingers combed through her hair. He bent over to inspect her, his face so close she could feel the warmth of his breath. “There appear to be tiny traces of dried semen in the subject’s hair.” Eileen heard the nurse’s pen scratching on the paper. “Did these men also ejaculate on your face or body?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“And did you experience sexual gratification at any point during the time when you had their semen on your face or body?”

Hot tears of shame leaked silently from her eyes. “Yes.”

His hands moved down the sides of her neck and over her collarbone. He peered closely at her as though searching for something. His fingers moved over her breasts, probing, fondling. Her nipples hardened. The involuntary response horrified and embarrassed her.

“There are small bruises on the subject’s breasts, consistent with the marks made by fingers. Did the men squeeze or fondle your breasts forcefully?”

Eileen opened her mouth, but no words would come. She nodded.

“And were you sexually aroused at any point during which your breasts were being forcibly fondled?”

“I—” Eileen whimpered in humiliation. “I was.”

The doctor examined each of her arms closely, from her shoulders all the way down to her hands. Eileen felt dehumanized under his gaze. The inspection felt clinical, detached, objectifying; but at the same time, being looked at this closely, this meticulously, also seemed very intimate. She struggled to move away from his gaze, but the straps held her immobile.

“I am seeing minor abrasion on the subject’s wrists, together with a tiny bruise on the inside of the subject’s right wrist that is consistent with what might be left by a thumb. While the men were using you sexually last night, did they hold you down?”

The shame coiled up in Eileen’s stomach where the butterflies lived. “Yes.”

“Were you held down throughout the entire time you were being used?”

She turned her face away again. “No,” she said hoarsely. His questions brought back memories of the evening so vividly that she felt she was reliving the entire experience again. Tightness spread through her chest. Her nipples hardened again. The butterflies fluttered.

“I see.” He continued his slow, methodical examination, moving across her belly and carefully down each leg. “Both of the subject’s knees are showing redness and slight abrasion. Did the men hold you on your hands and knees as they used you?”

Eileen’s body trembled. “Yes.”

“Did you find this to be a sexually satisfying position in which to be used?”

“Yes.”

“Were you penetrated vaginally while you were being used?”

“Yes.”

“Were you penetrated anally?”

“Y— Yes.”

“Did the men who used you ejaculate in your vagina or anus?”

She gulped. “Yes. They…they did. Both.”

“Did you experience sexual gratification at any point when you were penetrated vaginally or anally?”

“Yes.” Her voice was hoarse.

“At which point did you experience sexual gratification, during vaginal penetration or anal penetration?”

A tiny sob escaped her. “Both.”

“I see.” He sat down on a small, wheeled chair. “I am now ready to begin the subject’s internal examination. Nurse, the examination kit, please?”

Samantha offered him a tray. He accepted it and turned his attention back to Eileen. His fingers spread her open. “The subject is now lubricating very heavily and appears to be in a heightened state of sexual arousal.”

Eileen felt the cold touch of metal penetrating her. She closed her eyes and whimpered softly as it opened her wide.

“The subject shows signs of significant recent sexual activity.” His fingers probed her, found a tender spot. She gasped. “There is minor vaginal bruising consistent with rough sexual intercourse.” His fingers stroked the tender place inside her. Shock waves of pleasure rippled out from that spot. Unconsciously, she tried to tilt her hips against his fingers, her body seeking more, but the straps held her firmly in place.

“Were you penetrated both vaginally and anally at the same time during this unwanted forcible sexual encounter?”

“Yes.”

“Were you penetrated orally, vaginally, and anally at the same time?”

“Yes.” A quick hot flash of desire flared inside her at the memory.

“During these instances of multiple penetration, did you experience sexual gratification?”

“Yes.” The word came out as a sob.

“At any point during the time you were being used for sex, did you participate willingly in the things that were being done to you?”

“I—” Fresh tears flowed. She felt herself pulse against his finger. “Yes, I did.”

“Did you at any point position your body in order to make it more convenient for the men to use you?”

“Oh, God. Yes. Yes. I did.”

“How many times would you say you experienced sexual gratification during the time the men were using you?”

“I…I don’t know.”

“More than once?”

“Yes.”

“More than five times?”

“I…yes.”

“More than ten times?”

“I don’t know. Maybe. I think— Yes.”

“More than fifteen times?”

“I…I don’t…” Eileen sobbed quietly. She felt dirty, defiled beyond redemption. The matter-of-fact way that Dr. Moreland asked her about the number of times she had come from being gang-raped seemed to reinforce the things Anthony said about her. What had he called her? A filthy, cock-hungry tramp, that’s what he said. If she could come so many times from being forced into such depraved acts, didn’t that mean he was right?

“On a scale from one to ten, with one meaning not very satisfying and ten meaning extremely satisfying, how intense was the sexual gratification you experienced from this unwanted forcible sexual activity?”

Her face distorted with shame and disgust. “Ten,” she sobbed. “Oh, God.”

“I see.” Dr. Moreland withdrew the speculum and rose.

“This subject’s progress has exceeded the most optimistic predictions. This subject appears to be taking significant pleasure from her training, and enjoys sexual slavery to a remarkable degree. The subject presents herself sexually, is compliant, and shows significant, strong arousal from forcible sex acts. I anticipate ready acceptance of the physical and psychological conditioning program.”

Eileen looked up at him, tears still leaking from the corners of her eyes. She wanted to protest, explain to him how being forced to perform these disgusting sex acts sickened her, but she could not turn away from the knowledge of how good it had felt. The memory of her own eagerness, even when they had spewed their come directly into her mouth, made her cringe.

Anthony told her that she was fit for sexual slavery, and now the doctor agreed! More tears flowed down her cheeks. Maybe it was true! Maybe that is what she wanted, to be used in perverse ways for the sexual pleasure of other men, with or without her consent!

She felt herself tighten between her legs. The butterflies fluttered.

“The subject has reportedly been conditioned to respond sexually to deep oral penetration. I will now evaluate that conditioning. Nurse, if you please?”

Samantha pulled on a pair of gloves. Once gloved, she opened a drawer and took out a very long, narrow dildo with a flared head on each end. Eileen’s eyes widened and she watched in horror while the nurse stroked it obscenely in her hand.

“No!” Eileen said. “No, you can’t! No!” She struggled against the straps. Panic grew as the nurse came closer. “No! No!”

“I would save my strength if I were you,” Samantha said. She pinched Eileen’s cheeks to pry her mouth open. “You’ll need it.” While Eileen thrashed helplessly, she pushed the dildo into her mouth. Eileen had a brief sensation of something slick against her tongue, a sense of pressure at the back of her throat, and then the dildo slid easily down.

Her scream was cut off by the intrusion. “No! Nnnnnnnghk!!”

Eileen’s body remembered its training. Without wanting to, she responded to the taste and feel of the dildo in her mouth, to the sensation of being penetrated. Her skin felt hot and vibrant. A white-hot flash of arousal, combined with anger and humiliation, blazed through her like a lightning bolt.

Her body also remembered the sessions on the Sybian, the strong pairing between the fullness in her throat and the powerful ecstasy the machine gave her. The conditioning was too thorough to will away; she felt herself respond as she had been trained to. Butterflies fluttered. Wetness flowed.

Dr. Moreland pressed his fingers into her quivering pussy. Eileen tightened down around the invasion. He thrust them deeper, wriggling his fingertips against the inside wall. The dildo in her mouth silenced her involuntary moan.

“The subject does exhibit an exceptionally powerful sexual response to forcible oral penetration, in marked contrast to her behavior on her last visit. Additionally, the subject shows considerable improvement in her overall vaginal muscle tone.”

Eileen looked desperately up at the nurse, who returned the look with sympathy. “You poor thing!” she said. “This must be very humiliating for you.” She pushed, and Eileen felt the dildo slide farther down her throat.

She felt herself clench tighter. The prospect of having an orgasm in front of these people while they abused her this way was absolutely unbearable. She struggled with all her will against the rising pleasure.
Please,
she thought,
please, no, don’t let me come!
Every thrust of the dildo, every slight little movement of the fingers inside her, threatened to overwhelm her resistance. She felt her will crumbling in front of the relentless tide of her own growing ecstasy.

At the exact moment she thought that she could no longer hold it back, the doctor slipped his fingers out. She shuddered with relief, and gave silent thanks for the reprieve.

The relief was short-lived. A moment later, she felt the cold wet slick of lubricant, then a sudden violation in her ass. “Nnnnnnngh!” she cried.

“The subject shows virtually no resistance to anal penetration even with three fingers,” the doctor said. “This is a tremendous improvement in so short a time and shows remarkable progress on the subject’s part.”

Eileen squirmed helplessly on the exam table, impaled simultaneously in her throat and ass. Tears flowed down her face. The fingers worked in her ass, pushing and probing. The nurse smiled wider, and began thrusting the dildo in and out Eileen’s mouth. She whimpered, face red with helpless shame, pinned between them, hanging on the edge of an unwanted orgasm.

“Thank you, nurse.”

The fingers and dildo slid out of her. Eileen coughed and gasped. “What are you doing? This is not a medical examination! You can’t do this to me!”

“What am I doing? Examining you,” the doctor replied. “Evaluating your progress.” He looked down at her and smiled warmly. “For the next phase of your training, you will be kept in a heightened state of sexual arousal for extended periods of time without release. Today you will be fitted with a custom training device, which you will wear locked inside yourself vaginally throughout the coming weeks. This device will vibrate at random intervals for random periods of time in order to maintain sexual arousal. The random periodicity of the device will ensure that your body does not become acclimated to it. In other words, you will not be able to forget it’s there, and you will not go numb. Additionally, while you are wearing the device, it will be held in place with a metal chastity belt, which will permit normal bodily functions and sexual access to your anus but will not permit you to stimulate yourself to orgasm, no matter how badly you may want to.”

Eileen breathed more quickly. Her heart raced.

“This device has several purposes. First, it will keep you near the edge of orgasm for extended periods of time, which will help to enhance your compliance with the training program. Second, it will train you to be aware of your genitals at all times. After the first few days, you will find that a part of your attention is always focused on your sex, no matter what else you may be doing. Third, your body will become acclimated to penetration, so that you will feel most comfortable when something is inside you, and it will seem strange when you are not being penetrated. Fourth, your body will be conditioned to crave sexual stimulation all the time. And finally, you will be conditioned to accept that neither your sexual release nor your degree of sexual arousal are in your control. After you have worn the training device for a sufficient length of time, these behavioral and physical changes will become permanent.”