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"Tonya Harding, Slave-Girl!" (06/10)
Chapter 19
Tonya drifted back into consciousness; she slowly became aware that she was back in her
bed, once again bound, spread-eagled. She wondered how long she’d been asleep.
She noticed that her breasts felt uncomfortable, like they were swelling up; she tried
to raise her head, and noticed that she now had a considerably larger pair of mammaries.
Tonya gasped, and her
head fell back to the pillow!
"HOLY SHIT!!!", Tonya exclaimed, remembering the hormone shot the Doctor had
given her, "I didn’t think they’d wind up being THAT big!!"
At that moment, the Doctor walked in, along with Nancy; they untied Tonya’s restraints,
and helped her get out of bed. Tonya’s legs were unsteady for a few moments, but soon, she
was able to move freely.
"Time for you to take a shower, Tonya," the Doctor said, "Your body
needs to be shaved as well."
Tonya reached down and caressed her leg; she hadn’t had an opportunity to shave for
several days, so her legs were covered with stubble, as were her armpits and pubic area.
She caressed her pussy, then gently stroked her armpit. She readily agreed that she needed
to be shaved.
The Doctor opened the door, and the trio walked down the hall to a bathroom. They
entered, and he motioned to a large rack in the middle of the shower room. Tonya went to
it, looking curiously.
"You’re going to be restrained for this, Tonya…"
Tonya looked at the rack for a moment, then stepped into the center, where she saw two
ankle cuffs. She let the Doctor restrain her feet, then raised her hands. He quickly
fastened her hands to the rack, then backed away; Tonya stood there, spread-eagled once
again, and totally helpless!
Nancy was wearing a white lab coat; she took it off to reveal a bikini underneath. She
picked up a hose, attached a shower head to it, and motioned to the Doctor, who turned a
handle, starting the water flowing. Tonya closed her eyes as the water shot out of the
hose. Nancy quickly drenched the helpless Harding’s body, moving the spray to cover every
inch of the tightly bound Tonya!
The water was nice and warm, and Tonya actually felt herself relaxing in the spray. She
decided that THIS kind of treatment was OK with her as she luxuriated in the warmth…
After a couple of minutes, the water stopped; Tonya opened her eyes, and Nancy was
putting the hose down.
"Are you going to shave me, Nancy?"
"Well…", Nancy said, picking up an epilator, "I wouldn’t exactly call
it shaving…"; she turned the switch on, and the unit started whirring as the coil
moved around.
Tonya looked at Nancy, horrified! She’d never used an epilator on herself, and she
didn’t want to start now! She looked at the Doctor, who walked out of the room, leaving
the two women alone.
Nancy had a wicked smile on her face as she moved the epilator close to Tonya’s
helplessly bound left leg! Tonya struggled against her restraints, but couldn’t move!
"Please don’t, Nancy!!! PLEASE!!!", Tonya pleaded.
Nancy said nothing, but set the epilator on Tonya’s ankle; a moment later, the captive
ex-skater felt like a thousand needles were being jabbed into her leg!
"OOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!"
Nancy moved the epilator up Tonya’s leg, slowly, deliberately, making sure that every
hair was being ripped out! Up and down the front, back, and sides of the muscular legs,
past Tonya’s knees, up her thighs, and teasingly close to her pussy!
Tonya was petrified, white with fear as the epilator made its leisurely trip along her
leg! When Nancy was done, she moved over to Tonya’s right leg, repeating the process as
Tonya whined and pleaded for mercy!
When Nancy was done with the right leg, she stood up, turned the epilator off, and
gently caressed Tonya’s armpits, first the left, and then the right. The stubble felt
bristly, but Nancy knew it wouldn’t be that way for long…
She turned the epilator back on, and set it on Tonya’s torso, just above her waist.
Nancy slowly moved it toward Tonya’s armpits, which were sweating from fear, along with
the rest of her body! The epilator inched closer and closer, as Tonya gritted her teeth in
preparation for the imminent agony!
Tonya glanced down at her armpit, her eyes wide with horror as she saw the epilator
just about ready to start ripping the hair from her underarms! She lifted her head back
up, and prepared herself for the worst!
Again, Tonya felt white-hot needles jabbing into her as the epilator did its work!
Tonya jerked her head back and screamed!!
"OOOOOWWWWWWWWW!!! NO MORE!!! PLEEEEEESE, NO MORE!!!!"
After a few moments, the epilator had ripped all the hairs from Tonya’s tender
underarm; Nancy pulled it away, and Tonya heaved a sigh of relief, relaxing briefly, until
she realized that Nancy was going to repeat the painful process on the OTHER underarm!!!
Tonya begged and screamed again, pleading in vain for Nancy to stop the excruciating
torment! She writhed in agony, vainly trying to escape the inevitable pain!
More needles, more pain, more screaming! Tonya was sobbing her pleas for Nancy to stop,
but the silver medalist kept going…
Nancy pulled the epilator away again, but this time, Tonya couldn’t relax, knowing that
her most sensitive area would soon feel the same unfathomable agony! She started shaking
in her restraints, and looked at her tormentor.
"Please don’t, Nancy! I’m begging you, don’t use that thing on my pussy!"
Tonya’s tears were flowing heavily, and she was nearly hysterical as she pleaded with the
cruel Mistress Kerrigan!
Nancy calmly held the epilator up to Tonya’s face and turned it on; the captive
Harding’s eyes bulged with fear! Slowly, Nancy moved the device down to Tonya’s belly,
gently setting it on her skin. Nancy took her time, savoring Tonya’s cries for mercy!
Closer, closer it moved to the pubic stubble! Tonya was now shaking uncontrollably, the
sensations intensified by her fear! The epilator inched its way down, held steady by
Nancy’s firm hand; only about an inch to go…
"No! Please! NoooOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!" Tonya’s pleading turned to a piercing
scream as the epilator made contact with her uppermost hairs, ripping them out by the
roots! For an eternity, Tonya’s mons veneris felt the burning fire of pain from the hairs
being brutally ripped from their follicles! Tonya’s helpless body wrenched this way and
that from the torment, beyond any hope of her control!
Finally, it was over; Nancy pulled the epilator away from her captive’s punished pussy
and turned it off. Tonya’s body stopped its dance of agony, slumping in the restraints.
Nancy set the device down, kneeling down to release Tonya’s feet. She stood up, releasing
the restraint from Tonya’s left wrist; her arm limply fell to her side. The left restraint
was unbound, and Nancy had to catch Tonya to keep her from falling. Nancy reached down and
picked the nearly unconscious Harding up, taking her over to a whirlpool bath, gently
setting her in, and turning the water jets on.
Tonya was still sobbing, flinching as the water jets hit her tormented body, but she
was able to start relaxing before too long. As the warm flow comforted her, the pain in
her skin started to go away, and she laid back, letting the water soothe her…
Nancy let Tonya sit in the whirlpool bath for quite a while; the captive Harding was
nearly asleep when she turned the whirlpool off. She noticed that Tonya’s breasts had
grown from the injections that the Doctor had given her, and smiled; she knew what Tonya’s
next ordeal would be…
Chapter 20
In her daze, Tonya hadn’t noticed the whirlpool jets being turned off; when she felt
Nancy’s hand on her shoulder, she tensed up, her awareness suddenly returning. She looked
up at her captor, who motioned her to get out of the tub.
Tonya tried to stand up, but her legs were shaky; Nancy held her steady, then handed
her a towel. Tonya took it, and started to dry herself off. Still shaky, she moved slowly.
She moved the towel up and down her small body, letting it absorb all the dampness.
When she was done drying herself off, Tonya handed the towel back to Nancy. Nancy took
it, setting it down, and turned toward the door, gently guiding her captive rival out of
the room. They walked down the hall to a room marked "Endurance Training". Nancy
opened the door, and the two walked in.
In the center of the room was a device that looked like a set of stocks with an erector
set of numerous extensions added on. Nancy guided Tonya over to the device, and looked at
her.
"Wait here, and don’t move."
Nancy turned and walked out of the room. Tonya just stood and stared at the device; it
was obvious that soon, she’d be imprisoned in it, bound and helpless.
But what would happen to her while she was in it?
She looked around the room; it was fairly small, but various nasty-looking equipment
was everywhere. She was exhausted, nearly delirious, from her previous ordeal, but as she
viewed the plethora of evil instruments, her fear brought her a new awareness. She gulped.
Nancy and the Doctor were standing in another room, watching Tonya’s every move on a TV
monitor; she looked at him, quizzically.
"Aren’t we going in there?"
"No," he replied, "She needs a little time to think about what’s going
to happen when we start the endurance test."
"Why?"
"The anticipation has to be frightening for her; otherwise, she won’t have as much
of a sense of accomplishment when the test is done.", he explained.
Nancy understood. She watched as Tonya went from half-asleep to nervous; the
ex-skater’s movements were now more abrupt, almost jerky. Nancy noticed that Tonya’s
augmented chest was now moving rapidly from heavy breathing, and almost thought she heard
Tonya’s heart beating wildly. She realized that her own pulse had quickened, and looked at
the Doctor, puzzled.
"Getting excited, are you?", he asked, grinning.
"Yeah…," Nancy answered, almost embarrassed that he’d noticed her
situation, "Why am I feeling that way?"
"Why?", he responded, "It’s kind of like seeing a movie of a roller
coaster; when it goes down a hill fast, you feel like you’re IN it, even though you know
it’s a movie, right?"
"Yeah…"
"It’s a conditioned response," he continued, "Subconsciously, your mind
places you IN that situation, and you respond as though it was actually happening."
On the monitor, Tonya’s expression was growing increasingly pained, and she was almost
twitching now. ‘What’s taking her so long to get back?’, she thought to herself.
When the door finally opened, Tonya jumped back, startled; she gasped for breath as she
saw Nancy and the Doctor walk in the room.
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Tonya," he said, apologetically, "This is
the 24-hour Endurance Test; you’re going to be hooked up to the ‘test bench’ for a full
day."
"WHY???" Tonya was almost hysterical!
"Remember, this is INTENSE therapy, Tonya; think of this as the WORST that you’ll
have to go through, and when you get done, it’ll be all downhill from there!"
"O… OK…," Tonya replied, hesitantly, "B… but… but can I get some
sleep first? I… I’m REALLY tired…"
"Tonya, in order for this to work correctly, you HAVE to be exhausted before the
test starts", the Doctor explained.
"But… but what IS it???"
"The best way to explain it," he continued, "Is that it’s like a
‘purification ritual’, the way that ‘holy men’ in tribal cultures undergo. They deprive
themselves of sleep, food, even water, for days, and at the end, they go through the
intense ritual for hours and even days, sometimes even WEEKS."
"But… but I’m not… ‘holy’… or anything…" Tonya replied.
‘You can say THAT again!’, Nancy thought to herself.
"During the ritual, they’ll go into a trance state," he went on,
"They’ll see spiritual ‘visions’ that act as guides for the rest of their lives. When
the ordeal is over, it’s almost like they’re a totally new person, very much at peace with
themselves, and that’s the kind of result that the endurance test is supposed to
have."
"O…OK…," Tonya said, not fully understanding.
"Climb up on the test bench now, Tonya…"
She walked up to the test bench, turned around, and looked at the Doctor, confusedly.
"How do I get up there?"
"Kneel down on these boards, and we’ll go from there."
The Doctor pointed to two padded boards that came out from behind the stocks. Tonya
climbed onto them.
"Now take your weight off your left leg, Tonya."
She shifted her weight onto her right leg; the Doctor took hold of her left leg,
pulling it into position and securing it with a strap around her ankle, then another below
her knee.
"Other leg now, Tonya."
She shifted to her now-immobilized left leg, and the Doctor bound her right one the
same way, binding her ankle, and then below her knee.
"Up straight, Tonya."
Tonya straightened up her body, standing as tall as she could with her lower legs
bound. The Doctor looked at her hips, felt them, and adjusted two small pads in front of
her just below waist level. He then moved forward and opened up the stocks.
"Bend yourself down slowly, Tonya."
Tonya complied, bending over; the Doctor put his hand onto her sternum to help ease her
down. Gently, he lowered her down until she reached the level of the stocks, and a small
pad was cushioning the space between her breasts. Each of her shoulders was supported by a
pad, as well. She laid her head down in the stocks, noticing that the channel for her neck
was very softly padded. She relaxed her head, and it met a forehead rest, also softly
padded.
"Relax your left arm, Tonya."
The Doctor took her arm, maneuvering it into the wrist hole of the stocks, and curling
her fingers around a padded bar. He slipped something that felt like a mitten over her
hand, and hooked a small tube to a nozzle on the stocks, flipping a lever. Instantly,
Tonya felt her hand being pressed, and realized that it was an inflatable cuff. After a
couple seconds, her hand wouldn’t even budge!
After the cuff was secure, he adjusted a small pad that her elbow was resting on,
making sure it was comfortable for her, then binding her elbow to it with a padded strap;
her entire left arm was totally immobilized! Tonya realized that there was no possible way
of freeing herself, and that she was at the mercy of whatever the Doctor was planning for
her…
"Now relax your right arm, Tonya"
The Doctor repeated his actions, immobilizing her right arm with the same
cuff-and-strap combination he’d used on her left. He felt her shoulder and adjusted the
pad supporting it, then fastened still another strap to bind it in place. He returned to
her left side, and did the same, then passed a large strap over her shoulder blades,
securing them further.
Tonya’s hips were each resting on a pad at the end of a "T"- shaped bar; the
Doctor felt each hip, then pressed down on the small of her back. He thought for a moment,
then adjusted the upright of the T-bar slightly. He pressed down on her back again, and
decided he was satisfied. He took a large padded strap, connecting it to the sides of the
hip pads; Tonya’s torso was now solidly bound to the test bench!
The Doctor moved around behind her, adjusting pads that rested against the middle of
her thighs, and connected a strap around each. He went around to her front, lifted the top
bar of the stocks, and held Tonya’s head still as he eased the bar down, letting it drop
the last 6 inches. Tonya winced as the bar hit its base with a loud "CLANG!!!";
the Doctor knew it was a powerful sign of helplessness, and had planned it that way for
that very reason.
He picked up a headband with a wire connected to it. He held Tonya’s head up, slipping
the band on, positioning it, then letting her head drop back onto the forehead rest. He
fastened a final strap to the forehead rest, and stepped back to look at his work; Tonya’s
body was totally immobilized, head to toe!
Tonya struggled at her bonds, but quickly realized that she was unable to move a
muscle! She started panting, and tried to look at the Doctor.
"What are you going to do to me?", she said, frightened.
"Now that you’re properly connected to the test bench," the Doctor intoned,
"I’ll explain what’ll be happening to you during the endurance test, Tonya…"
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