5. The Wildlife Society
(Deena on Display)
The story so far: Great Britain in 2015. Dr Mike Britten and Nurse Jenny
are touring universities and schools with their 'Human Biology Alive!' lecture
tour. The 'alive' part is provided by Deena, a young woman convicted of
drink-driving offence who had chosen a three month stint as their model instead
of a prison sentence.
Despite the public indignities of being naked, chained and probed in the
most intimate ways on the lecture stage, Deena was becoming accustomed to her
experience, and beginning to develop a real friendship with the dominating
Doctor and Nurse. But there's a problem: Deena was unwittingly acquiring a cult
status on the student grapevine.
-oOo-
"That'll be Mike now, a bit early. You'd better get dressed Deena," the
nurse called out as she opened the door.
As soon as the door was off the latch it slammed into the nurse's face
knocking her back into the room and onto the floor.
"What the...?" the dazed nurse called out, blood streaming from her
bloody nose.
Deena was screaming as four masked men piled into the room. Two of them
leapt straight on top of her naked body.
Holding Deena face-down on the bed they stuffed a rag into her mouth and
knotted a gag around her face. They forced her hands behind her back and tied
them with torn strips of a sheet. Her ankles were treated the same way, then
pulled right back behind her and joined to her wrists in a vicious hogtie. A
white pillow case was put over her head and knotted at the neck.
As Deena was 'mmmphing' and bouncing on the bed in a crazed attempt to
free herself, the attackers turned their attention to the nurse, lifting her
onto the other bed. She too gagged, hooded, and tied hand and foot, though not
yet hogtied as they still had other plans for her. Blood soaked the sheet from
her fractured nose.
"OK, nursie, it's time to give you a taste of your own medicine. Stop
fighting, or you'll just make it worse," the ringleader threatened her. "Guys,
lift up her skirt and pull down her panties."
Eager hands were only too happy to oblige, dragging her panties down to
her bound ankles. The four assailants stood back in awe, gazing at Jenny's
shaved pussy lips, beautifully framed by the white garters and stockings.
"Jesus. What a beauty!" one of them said, running his wetted finger
along her slit. "It's a pity we can't take this one as well!"
They turned Nurse Jenny over onto her belly so that her nicely rounded
rump was exposed and ready to receive its punishment. With her hands tied behind
her back and strong hands gripping her bound ankles, Jenny was helpless as the
first blow of the cane struck.
"One!" The four guys called out in unison. "Two!" The nurse's cries of
pain were well muffled by her gag.
Deena continued her hogtied bouncing struggle just a few feet away,
wishing she could come to the aid of the nurse. But Deena's struggles only made
her bonds tighter as the blows continued to rain down on the nurse's bare ass.
"Nine...and...Ten!" The last one was the worst, and it snapped the thin
garden cane that had been supporting a wayward cheese plant in the lobby just
minutes before.
The one delivering the caning tossed the broken stump across the room.
"That'll do. I can see some stripes coming up on her ass already! Come on boys,
let's get Deena in the laundry basket and finish tying up this bitch!"
Two pairs of hands picked up Deena's naked squirming body and dropped
her into a half-full wicker laundry basket. More laundry was thrown in before
they forced the lid down compressing the sheets on top of her. They wheeled the
basket from the room to the nearby fire exit where a was backed up, doors open
and ready to go.
The nurse's body seemed limp and defeated by her punishment. She was
sniffing and blowing to keep the blood from clotting in her nasal passage. Using
another strip of bedsheet to join her hands to her feet, Jenny was fixed into a
belly-down hogtie on her bed.
The group's leader stood over Jenny to give his parting speech. "Have
fun Nursie. Now you know what it's like to be tied up and beaten. Not so nice
when you're on the receiving end, huh? In case you're interested, we are
borrowing Deena for the evening. She's gonna have a good time at our club.
You'll get her back safe and well in the morning. Perhaps your sadistic doctor
friend will have freed you by then. With any luck he might give you another
beating for being such a stupid bitch."
Jenny heard two guys laugh with delight, then the door closed and
everything immediately went silent.
-oOo-
When she was certain the room was empty Jenny started to explore her
bonds. The hogtie was so short that her fingers were touching her stocking-clad
ankles. She knew bedsheets could be easily untied providing the knot didn't get
too tight, but could she reach any of the knots? Her fingers probed the tangle
of strips that held her, as she valiantly resisted the urge to tug and fight
against her bonds.
It paid off. She located a knot, in the strip they had used to hogtie
her. It was already tight, so she had to pick it gently with her fingernails,
knowing that if she altered her position it could make the knot harder or
impossible to undo.
After ten minutes, and with her arms and legs screaming for relief, the
knot finally came apart. It was a blissful relief as she straightened out her
legs on the bed. She laid still on the bed, face down, aching and exhausted from
the effort, thinking of what to do next. She couldn't undo her hands and feet,
they were just too tightly tied. How long would it be before Mike discovered
her? Perhaps an hour, she supposed.
Rolling herself along the bed Jenny managed to attain a sitting
position, feet planted on the carpetted floor. The wrappings around her ankles
were tight but at least they were not tied crossways. Lucky too that she had no
shoes on; this meant she could stand up. She tried to see out of the pillow case
tied over her head but could distinguish little more than light and shade.
Swinging herself up into a standing position she started taking little bunny
hops towards the door. She made it, turned around, leant against the door, and
caught her breath before pulling back the latch.
Hopping out into the hallway, her mind went blank, still dazed by what
had happened to her. She couldn't remember own her room number let alone Mike's!
She must have stood in the hallway for several minutes before it came to her:
21! Of course. Deena had commented it was her age, and Mike had joked that he
was only 29. If she wasn't so tied up she could have kicked herself for
forgetting that.
"21,23,25,27,29 The fourth door on the right," Jenny mumbled to herself,
from behind the copious stuffing in her mouth. She started taking little hops
down the hallway, very cautious, knowing that if she fell over it would be
difficult to get up again.
23. Continuing her hopping, Jenny became more confident. 'Little hops
Jenny, nice and steady' was her mantra. Outside room 25 she stumbled, nearly
toppling over, after becoming over-confident. Having her panties dragging around
her ankles didn't help. She steadied herself and mustered her strength for the
last stage.
By room 27 Jenny felt she could hop for England, she didn't even stop to
rest.
Room 29 at last! Her eyes welled up with tears, anticipating her
imminent freedom. She banged her forehead on the door...listened...banged
again...listened again. There wasn't a sound except for that of her pounding
heart. It was devastating, having hopped all the way to Mike's room and the
bastard was still drinking in the hotel bar. She might have known all along.
The nurse had been in the hallway for more than ten minutes, amazed that
there wasn't a soul around. Surely a bound, gagged and hooded female could
couldn't hop around a hotel all evening without being noticed! There was no
choice; she readied herself for the epic journey to the reception desk.
Outside room 31 she lost her balance and fell heavily against the door.
She heard a noise from inside - somebody was in the shower. Ready to face the
indignity of presenting herself to a stranger Jenny decided to attract the
person's attention. After four bangs of her forehead on the door the shower
stopped. There was silence. When she went to bang her head for the fifth time
the door gave way. Jenny lost her balance and fell into the man's arms.
"Jesus Christ Jenny! What the fuck has happened to you?"
Mike quickly dragged her to the bed and closed the door. "It's that
bitch Deena. I knew she couldn't be trusted. I swear I'll kill her."
Jenny shook her head to indicate it wasn't Deena's fault.
"For heaven's sake woman, keep your head still, I'm trying to undo the
knot at your neck!" Mike moaned, insensitive as ever, but Jenny expected no
more or less from him. She was overcome with relief at being back in his arms.
Her pillow-case hood and the gag were soon removed then Mike pulled the
mass of packing material out Jenny's mouth. Although he didn't mention it to
her, he was very impressed with both the assailant's packing ability and Jenny's
oral capacity.
Returning quickly from the bathroom with a damp towel and a glass of
water he started tending to the dried blood around Jenny's nose, checking for
damage.
"Looks a lot worse than it is." Mike informed her, rather
unsympathetically. "How the hell did she plan the escape?"
"I don't think she did." Jenny replied. "The poor girl was terrified.
She's been kidnapped, I'm sure. They said something about taking her to a club."
Mike paced the room, contemplating all that was at stake. He knew that
with one phone call Deena's tracking collar could be activated. They, and the
police, would be able to locate her within the hour, but then the questions
would start. The lecture tour would most likely be suspended. Deena might even
be sent to prison for the rest of her sentence.
"Think Jenny! What else did they say?" The Doctor demanded, prowling
back and forth as if he were interrogating her. The fact that he hadn't yet
bothered to untie her hands and feet supported that impression.
"David. It has to involve David!" He stated, having put two and two
together. He picked up the phone and dialled reception. "Hello. Is David
there?.....No?...okay, that figures. Tell me, what clubs are open in the town
tonight?....J.D. Wetherspoon's disco pub. Is that the only one?.....I see. Thank
you."
The Doctor frowned. "There aren't any clubs in the town tonight, just a
disco pub. Are you sure he said a club?"
"Yes! Yes!" Jenny replied becoming emotional and wondering when Mike
would start torturing her. "Please can you untie me now Mike." she pleaded
tearfully.
He relented and apologised to her, using a penknife to cut the fabric.
They hugged and held each other, sensing that their ordeal had just begun.
"So where's David tonight?" Jenny asked, pulling up her panties and
rubbing her sore wrists.
"Robotics club at the university according to the receptionist." Mike
muttered absently.
Jenny became excitable. "That's it! Clubs, groups, societies - the
campus is full of them. We need to get a list of clubs and societies meeting
tonight."
The Doctor was already dialling before Jenny had even finished her
sentence.
"Great...you have a list...yes, you can email my room. Thank you." He
hung up. "That was the biology department head. He's emailed us a list of the
clubs meeting tonight."
Jenny switched to the T.V. to data and touched the print icon. A sheet
of paper soon hung from the bottom of the TV on the wall. Jenny snatched it, and
read out from the list. "Chess Club, Movie Group, Holographic Arts, Wildlife
Society, Cloning Group, Nanography, Robotics club, Eurolingua. Where do we
start? Deena could be anywhere. Let's start with David. Where did you say he
was?"
"Robotics apparently. Is the address shown on the list?" Mike asked as
they headed out the door.
-oOo-
Barging rudely into the robotics club meeting there was no sign of
David, nor indeed of any females apart from a very life-like robot somebody was
making. They said David was a regular attender but someone said that he had
received an invitation from the Wildlife Society. The way the guy said Wildlife
made Jenny pause and think. It sounded like two words, with the emphasis on
'life'.
Mike and Jenny looked at each other, the same thought occurring to both
of them, and moments later they were back on the road again, tyres screeching as
they followed the AutoNav to find out exactly what goes on at the Wild Life
Society. Jenny read out from the club's schedule as Mike sped along. "Tonight:
Mating rituals of mammals."
It seemed a pretty innocuous venue. The upper hall above one of the
sports halls on the campus. The cars outside and the lights visible from outside
confirmed that there was something happening, although at street level there
wasn't a soul around. They parked alongside a battered old van and tossed some
equipment into a holdall, ready for any eventuality. A doorway led straight up a
dark flight of stairs. The sound of cheering and shouts of encouragements become
more audible as they ascended. Nurse Jenny followed behind the Doctor, literally
holding onto his coat-tails, understandably scared, considering her earlier
ordeal.
The entrance was obscured from the main body of the hall, giving Mike
and Jenny the opportunity to secretly observe the scene taking place in the
candlelit hall. They were staggered at what they saw.
Along one wall stood three guys and three girls, completely naked and
with their hands tied together above their heads and thence to a securing point
high up the wall. They weren't just naked but filthy too. Jenny knew the smell
of cow-dung very well, and they were all smeared with the stuff!
But they were not the focal point, in fact they were merely part of the
audience, conversing freely, although evidently a little nervous as they watched
the scene unfold. Perhaps they were waiting their turn?
On the main floor were the aforementioned mammals as billed: A lion, a
bear, a dog, a cow and a rabbit. Each was firmly tethered in position thanks to
sunken fixings in the wooden floor, more commonly used to secure gym equipment
in position.
Not all the 'animals' seemed entirely happy with their predicament. Each
furry costume covered the animal completely: hands, feet and head. Ropes on
their wrists and ankles restrained them in a suitably quadrupedal position.
The cause of the animals' disquiet was becoming clear to Mike and Jenny
as they continued to spy. One girl in a Xena-like leather ensemble was kneeling
behind the black-furred 'dog', her crotch hard up against the dog's buttocks. A
man was kneeling at the dog's head, his penis very evidently within dog's mouth.
The dog was rocked back and forth by the forceful thrusting at each end, it was
no more than a receptacle in a brutal orgiastic sandwich.
Another girl came into view. She looked stunning in a leopard-print
lycra body-stocking. Tall and slim, with long tumbling blonde tresses, her
presence commanded the room. Around her waist was harnessed a strap-on dildo
which she wore with an intimidating self-confidence as if her artificial
erection was a symbol of her own potency.
To the applause of the assembled animal lovers, she knelt down behind
the lion and trailed her long red fingernails lovingly across its shapely
haunches. She lifted its long tail and held it provocatively between her teeth
then quickly located and lubricated the slit in the fur. With self-evident
expertise, she penetrated the lion's anus. The high-pitched squeal leaving no
doubt that this lion was a lioness!
A guy in black leather vest knelt in front of the lioness. Lowering his
leather trousers, he began busily rubbing his cock to an erection. The blonde,
amused by his anxiety came to his aid. With the lion's tale still between her
teeth she slipped her fingers in the shoulder straps of her lycra bodice and
pushed the straps down her arms. Her perfect breasts sprung free of the stretchy
fabric. Fingering and squeezing her own nipples had the desired effect on the
guy's penis; he pushed his lusting cock into the lion's mouth, which was merely
the surrogate of the real object of his desire - thegorgeous blonde girl three
feet in front of him.
Both of them grunted with passion as they rocked the lioness back and
forth, shouts of encouragement coming from all around them.
"I think that's Deena," Mike whispered to Jenny from their hiding place
behind vaulting horse. He was ready to make his move.
"Be careful Mike." Jenny warned, worried by how outnumbered they were.
Mike was armed with an electro-prod, designed for use on Deena if she
ever got out of hand. At first he went unnoticed amongst the dozen or so
students until he jabbed the prod into the ribs of one of the male onlookers. He
slumped to the floor unconscious, and the atmosphere in the hall changed in an
instant.
"You! Out!" The Doctor shouted at the one with his penis in the lion's
mouth. Confronted with the prod Mike was waving around like a man possessed, he
withdrew his own throbbing prod. The blonde girl penetrating the lion's rear
stayed put, still smiling and rather amused by the commotion. Her hands caressed
and patted the lioness's rump as if to comfort her.
"Take her head off!" Mike yelled, wielding the electro-prod just inches
away from the guy with the rapidly fading erection. The student reached around
the lioness's neck, undid the fastenings and lifted it off the girl's head.
Whoever it was, it wasn't Deena. The girl, with her mouth held wide open with a
leather ring-gag, appeared more embarrassed than anything. They had promised she
would be anonymous during the initiation ceremony!
"And the others!" Mike commanded.
The 'bear' was a male. He too was ring-gagged. The Doctor remembered him
from the lecture, a bear-like man even before donning costume. Furious at being
caught in such a compromising position, he was tugged violently on the ropes
that held him down. Luckily for Mike the ropes held firm. The Wildlife Society
seemed to have a commendable policy of sexual equality, even the guys get
screwed!
The 'cow' turned out to be another shame-faced female student, her
sweat-soaked hair plastered on her face. Saliva and traces of semen dribbled
from her ring-gag, indicating that she had been initiated before Mike and Jenny
arrived. She started crying and gave an unintelligible blubbering explanation to
Mike, perhaps fearing her academic career had just ended. She wouldn't get any
sympathy from Mike or Jenny.
The leather-bodiced Xena girl still had her dildo rammed up the black
dog when its head was removed. It was David, Deena's former boyfriend! Obviously
in distress, he tried to explain something to Mike. However, with the ring-gag
and the girl deliberately thrusting up his anus as he spoke, Mike couldn't
understand a word David said. Having already decided he was responsible for
Deena's disappearance, The Doctor pushed the electro prod against his neck. As
he was roped into a sturdy all-fours position it took a few moments before he
toppled unconscious onto his side like a bull at the feet of a toreador.
There was only the rabbit left to unmask, visibly trembling at the end
of the row of animals. Everybody seemed to go quiet, waiting for the theatrical
coup-de-grace that had been building up. Jenny lifted away the rabbit's head.
Deena looked up at Mike and Jenny with big blue 'get-me-out-of-here'
eyes. Her face was reddened with tears and distended by a large ring-gag. The
mess on her chin indicated that she too had already been initiated.
"I could have you lot arrested!" Mike shouted angrily to the subdued and
contrite students around him. Many of them had already disappeared out of the
fire exits while others were apologising, desperately trying to explain their
actions, knowing that expulsion from the university was a distinct possibility.
'It was all consensual', they pleaded, and Deena was their guest of honour. They
honestly thought she would enjoy their ceremony.
Jenny unbuckled the nasty ring-gag and wiped Deena's face, while a
sympathetic female student helped untie the ropes that kept her on her hands and
knees. It didn't take long before Jenny had put the overjoyed Deena back in her
transport chains, fastened over the top of the rabbit costume. Jenny connected
and padlocked Deena's belly chain then gave her a quick kiss and a comforting
hug.
"Ready?" Mike called out to Jenny.
"Ready!" Jenny and Deena called back in unison.
On the way out of the hall, Jenny noticed the six naked students still
standing with their hands tied above them. They had been neglected amongst all
the commotion.
Mike studied the three females in a strictly unprofessional manner! He
thought the 'Andromeda' position showed off the female anatomy like no other. He
liked the way that a woman's raised arms lifted and slightly flattened the
breasts. All three girls gave him their best seductive smile as if to say 'pick
me!'. Their naked bodies, even though smeared with cow dung, looked ready and
willing to be ravished. However Mike would have preferred to give them a cold
hose-down beforehand. Despite, or perhaps because of, all the drama Mike was
feeling as horny as hell.
Jenny was more interested in the three males who were altogether less
pleased at still being tied up than Mike's three beauties. They tugged strongly
on the ropes that bound them, not quite believing that they had been properly
tied, repeatedly calling out for somebody to untie them. Eventually one of their
friends came to their aid.
Knowing he would be freed in a few moments, one of the bound men sneered
at her. "Hey Nursie, how's the nose?"
Nursie??? Jenny recognised the voice immediately, and her blood began to
boil.
She snatched the Electro-prod from Mike's hand and adjusted the output
setting, then pressed it firmly against the guy's genitals.
His look of terror was fully justified. "No. No, p-p-please don't. I
d-d-didn't mean to hurt you. I'm s-s..."
The nurse pressed the trigger and held it. He screamed a most unmanly
scream and several violent spasms went through him before he slumped lifelessly;
still standing only because of the ropes holding his arms above his head. But
that wasn't all. He would later discover that for the next few months his penile
erections would be accompanied by an excruciating pain.
The guy next to him was peeing on the floor, petrified, fearing that he
was next for the prod. Jenny couldn't be sure whether he had been involved in
the kidnapping but he sure looked guilty enough. Having twenty witnesses, some
of them laughing, watching him pissing with fright, might well be punishment
enough in the long term.
"Let's get out of here Mike. I'm starving!" Jenny said, with a satisfied
smile as she turned off the electro-prod and handed it back to him.
Feeling relieved, yet also exhilarated by the successful outcome, the
HBA team clambered into their van. Jenny was in the driver's seat, while Dr Mike
helped Deena into the passenger side.
Mike felt something growing within his trousers as he helped Deena step
up into the van. Perhaps it was those rabbit paws that enclosed her hands, or
maybe it was her cute fluffy tale, or was it simply that she looked so damned
cuddly chained up in her all-covering rabbit suit?
"They raped me." Deena snuffled as they drove away from the sports hall.
"No honey, it was only a girl with a dildo. They thought you would like
it after seeing you in the lecture today." Jenny said, taking her eyes of the
road for just a moment.
"... and they put a penis in my mouth."
"I know, honey but that was just a bit of fun. Surely you've had oral
sex before?"
Deena didn't answer that one, she just sat in silence, very glad to have
Mike's comforting arm around her. Jenny felt slightly guilty in trivialising the
sexual assault Deena had suffered but thought it better for Deena if hse
downplayed the whole thing. The nurse's thoughts drifted to her own experiences.
She'd had oral and anal sex many times before, and yes, sometimes both together;
and had enjoyed it immensely! The doctor wasn't the only one feeling very horny.
"I have an idea, Mike!" Jenny said excitedly, "why don't we go to the
disco pub you mentioned earlier? We can eat there, you could have a few beers,
and maybe we can have a little dance too. It'll be fun!"
They all agreed it was a great idea, so Mike leant over Deena and set
the AutoNav to J.D. Wetherspoon's disco pub.
End of Chapter 5
(to be continued...)
