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Tonya Harding, Slave-Girl! - Legal Shit and Introduction



  Okay, first things first...



  # # IF YOU'RE NOT 18 YEARS OR OLDER, DON'T READ THIS STORY! # #



  This is, of course, so I can say that I didn't "intentionally show

it to minors"...



  This story is copyrighted 1996 by the author; the representation of

the characters in this story is not meant to suggest the *actual*

personalities of the those represented, but I wouldn't be surprised if

this *was* fairly accurate, otoh...  ;)



  This story may not be distributed for profit without my express

written permission; if you do, I'll get my friends Vito and Guido to

explain just exactly *why* it's not too cool of an idea to rip me off.



  Besides, if *anybody's* gonna make money from my writing, it should

be *me*!



  You're welcome to keep copies of this story in publicly accessible

non-profit *free* story archives; for any other purposes, you should

contact me at an587309@anon.penet.fi *before* you do anything.



  Also keep in mind that the characters in this story are trained

*professional* story characters, using special (and *way* spendy)

safety equipment; simply put, Don't Try This At Home!



  No animals were harmed in the production of this story; *humans*,

though, is another matter entirely...  ;)



  If one of the parts of this story hasn't made it to your site yet,

don't whine about it; just wait for a day or two, and it'll probably

be there. Remember, this is Usenet, and propagation of news is screwy

to begin with.



  I'll be posting this again in a few weeks, too, so if you missed it

this time around, you'll have another chance.  :)



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Introduction



  Tonya Harding is for me, as she is for many others, a source of

continual fascination, in that irresistable way that people who embody

the dark side of the human psyche always are.



  In everything she does, Tonya always seems to show an intriguing

mixture of superior ability, incredible resilience, and outright

sleaziness; why else would she be The Girl We Love To Hate?



  I've been writing this story for about 2 years or so, ever since I

first posted my story "Welcome To The HellHole" back a couple of years

ago. I like to take my time, and I hope that the time and effort that

I put into it shows.  :)



  Btw, thanks to all who commented on "HellHole" and waited patiently

for me to get done with this story, *especially* hunter, who shared so

many ideas with me that he probably could have written this himself...



  This is *not* simply a "porno story", although you should be able to

get your rocks off quite sufficiently at least once every chapter or

two. ;)



  In writing this story, I tried to get inside Tonya's head (scary as

that may be) and understand her as a person, not just the media image

that we've all come to know and hate; thus, the story operates not

only on an *erotic* level, but on a *psychological* one as well. While

reading this, pay close attention to the details, *especially* Tonya's

dreams; what happens in the dreams *dramatically* affects the story

line, and if you snooze, you lose...



  This story deals not only with Tonya's punishment, but also moves

towards her redemption, both mental *and* spiritual, as it progresses;

going even further, Tonya has to deal with and resolve each of the 3

classic dramatic conflicts (Man against Man, Man against Nature, Man

against Self) to some degree during the course of the story.



  Will she be successful? Read on...



  -Your Friendly Author



Chapter 1



        Tonya woke up that morning, just like she had any other. It

was cool and rainy in Portland, and she just looked out her window

and sighed...



        'How could everything have turned out this bad?', she thought.



        A few months ago, it looked like she was going to be on top of

the world; a National Figure Skating Championship, a chance for

Olympic gold, the possibility of making millions of dollars doing

endorsements, and being loved by an entire nation! But then...



        'Damn him anyway! Why did I ever get back together with him?',

Tonya thought about her off-and-on husband, Jeff, 'HE was the one

who got me into all this shit!'



        She picked up his picture, and looked at it. The slicked-back

hair, the beady little eyes, the con-man mustache... The more she

looked at his picture, the angrier she got at him! She wanted to

throw the picture against the wall; she wanted to destroy him for

all the pain that he had caused her with his wild scheme against

Nancy Kerrigan!



        She started to cry, wishing she'd never heard of Nancy; the

USFSA had turned Kerrigan into an Ice Goddess, and totally ignored

Tonya... 'I never saw NANCY doing those triple axels...', she

thought to herself, as the tears flowed down her face.



        Tonya laid back down on her bed, buried her face in her

pillow, and started sobbing heavily. This wasn't the first time in

her life that she'd done it, and she knew it wouldn't be the last,

by any means...



        Half an hour later, she got up off the bed, got dressed, and

went outside; the rain had let up, and was just a fine mist now. She

started walking, without paying any particular attention to where

she was going, replaying the fiasco over and over in her mind.



        A little while later, she came to a city park; nobody was

there due to the rain. She shook some water off of a swing, and sat

on it, slowly moving back and forth.... Almost drifting off...



        "Are you alright, miss?"  Tonya jumped when she heard the

man's voice; she hadn't noticed him walking up to her. His voice was

fairly soft, and had a soothing quality to it. He was tall, with

dark hair, a mustache and beard, looking like a college professor.



        "I...I'm not sure...", Tonya replied, her heart still racing

from being startled.



        "I'm sorry to have startled you like that... May I join you?",

he asked in the same soft voice.



        "I guess so...", she answered, not quite knowing why she was

willing to trust a total stranger.



        "You look like you're having kind of a bad time of things...",

he said, as he took a handkerchief from his pocket, wiping away a

tear that she hadn't realized was even there, "Would you like to

talk about what's wrong?".



        "The whole world hates me, that's what's wrong!" Tonya's anger

started to flare up again, "People make jokes about me, they call me

White Trash, they think I should have been thrown in jail, and for

all I know, some pervert is even writing cheap porno stories about

me!" Tonya's hands covered her face, and she started sobbing again.



        "Hmmmmm...", the man said, "I think I might be able to help

you, Tonya..." He smiled as he gently took her hand.



        "How?"



        "Oh! I forgot to introduce myself," he grinned sheepishly, "My

name is David Liebenschmerz, and I'm a psychologist."



        Tonya shot back at him, angrily, "WHAT??? Do you think I'm

crazy or something???"



        "Oh, no, no, no, no, no," he said, trying to smooth out her

misunderstanding, "not crazy, just under a lot of stress from

everything that's happened."



        It was Tonya's turn to look sheepish, "Oh... I'm sorry... I... I

didn't realize what...what you meant..."



        He smiled. "Don't worry about it...I'm used to people losing

control every once in awhile..."



        Tonya was now blushing deeply. She hung her head, and her eyes

misted up again. She turned to leave, but the man stopped her.



        "Would you like to come to my office and talk for awhile?

It'll be on the house today, OK?", he asked gently.



        "Well... OK...", Tonya agreed, still embarrassed at her

outburst.



        "OK... My office is a couple blocks away... Shall we go?"



        "OK..."



        They chatted as they walked, and Tonya found herself trusting

the Doctor more and more. As they arrived at his office, he told his

receptionist to hold his calls. They walked down a hall, and came to

a door marked "Dr. David Liebenschmerz". He opened it up, and they

went inside.



        Besides the normal desk, chairs, and couch, the office also

had a couple of beanbag chairs. Tonya looked at them quizzically.



        "Sit in one if you want, Tonya; the idea is to let people be

as comfortable as possible," he said, grinning, "it's easier for

people to loosen up when they're in a beanbag chair."



        She sat.



        "Now, from what you've told me, it sounds like you've been in

bad relationships for quite some time; first, with your mother, and

then with Jeff. Tell me, do you feel like you should have been

punished for what you did?"



        Tonya protested, "But it wasn't my idea!!"



        "I understand that, Tonya," he said reassuringly, "but I asked

the question because most people who are victims of abuse have been

convinced that they deserve the abuse they get, so let me ask you

again... Do you feel that you should have been punished?"



        She thought about it, and realized he was right. "Yes", she

replied.



        "This might sound strange, but trust me, OK? Will you let me

punish you?", he asked, in a clinical tone of voice.



        "Why?" Tonya was confused.



        "It's part of a new theory I'm testing, called Abuse Control

Therapy. The idea is to redirect the feelings that abuse is deserved

into a non-harmful setting, and work to build the victim's self-

esteem from there," he explained patiently, "so instead of a beating

where she could be seriously injured or even killed, she gets what I

call a 'therapeutic spanking', where her feelings both before and

afterwards are resolved."



        "Does it work?" Tonya asked, curious.



        "Well, I haven't put it through a full clinical trial yet, but

the few times I've been able to try it, it seems to have had a

positive effect," he said, proudly.



        "Well, if it seems to work, I guess I could let you try it..."



        "Good! Now, Tonya, as part of the therapy, I'm going to be

very strict with you; don't take it personally, because it's just

part of the therapy, do you understand?", he asked, tenderly.



        "OK, I understand..."



        "Good, good... Now let me get a few things prepared..."



Chapter 2



        The Doctor went to a closet, opened it, and wheeled out a

small padded table, attached to a base by 2 upright bars. It

reminded Tonya of a pommel horse. On the base were 4 leather cuffs,

one at each corner. He looked at Tonya.



        "Take your clothes off!", he ordered.



        "What???" The abrupt change to the harsh voice startled her;

she stood and stared at him for a moment.



        His voice returned to its gentle tone; "It's all part of the

therapy, Tonya... I told you I'd be strict, didn't I?



        "Yeah...", she said, weakly, as she disrobed.



        The Doctor pointed to the table.



        "Get on it! NOW!"



        Tonya realized that she had to get on the table, and she

complied. As soon as she had laid face-down, the Doctor put his hand

on her back, pushing down as he started fastening a leather strap

across the small of her back. Then, he pulled each of her hands and

feet, attaching them to the leather cuffs. Within about 30 seconds,

Tonya was secured to the table.



        Secured, and totally helpless!



        "Now, Miss Harding, it's time for your punishment! Since your

actions were so severe, I will give your butt 50 swats with a

paddle!", he said, menacingly.



        He walked over to the closet again, and pulled out a wooden

paddle. It was about a foot long, and had holes drilled in the flat

sides of it. Tonya wondered what they were for, and started to

protest.



        "No! I don't want it! Let me go!!!"



        "This is part of the therapy, Tonya! If you keep whining, I'll

have to gag you! Do you want that???"



        "No! Let me go, you big GRLMPH!!!"



        Seemingly out of nowhere, the Doctor had produced a ball gag,

which he stuffed into Tonya's mouth almost effortlessly. She tried

to scream, but the gag covered her mouth too well.



        "I'm sorry for this, Tonya," the Doctor's gentle voice was

explaining, "but I have to make it seem bad the first time... As the

therapy goes on, I'll gradually taper down on the punishment, until

you get almost none. OK?"



        Tonya looked at him, helplessly, and thought for a moment. In

spite of the fear and anger she felt, she could feel herself getting

wet between her legs. Was she enjoying this without meaning to? She

craned her neck to look up at the Doctor, and nodded "yes".



        The Doctor looked at her butt, caressing it in preparation for

the spanking it would soon receive. 'Kind of big,' he thought, 'but

definitely nice for spanking'. Tonya started calming down when he'd

caressed her plentiful ass, so he kept rubbing it for awhile.



        Meanwhile, the trussed-up Tonya was feeling very nice, indeed!

She was now acutely aware of her state of arousal, and she decided

to relax and enjoy it... But then...



        WHACK!!!



        The Doctor had picked up the wooden paddle with his free hand,

and brought it down hard against Tonya's upturned buttocks! Her body

jumped against the bonds, but she couldn't do anything to protect

herself!



        "RRRGGGLLLLMMMPPPHH!!", she tried to scream through her gag!



        "That was 'one'" he said in his clinical tone, as he returned

to caressing her now-stinging butt. He caressed it for a little

while, then...



        WHACK!!! "Two..."



        He stroked the helpless woman's posterior, feeling the small

welts that were already forming from the holes in the paddle. He

smiled to himself, thinking that Tonya's butt was made for spanking!



        WHACK!!! "Three..."



        WHACK!!! "Four..."



        WHACK!!! "Five..."



        Tears were now flowing freely down Tonya's face; she was

heavily sobbing through the gag. At the same time, though, she was

getting more and more aroused, too, which she didn't understand...

'He told me to trust him,' she thought, 'and I can't believe how

good this all feels; his therapy must be working!'



        WHACK!!! "Six..."



        WHACK!!! "Seven..."



        WHACK!!! "Eight..."



        As the spanking continued, both her pain and her pleasure were

increasing; she wondered if she'd always subconsciously enjoyed the

abuse she'd suffered, and if that was the reason she'd tolerated it

from Jeff for so long.



        WHACK!!! "Nine..."



        WHACK!!! "Ten..."



        WHACK!!! "Eleven..."



        Tonya increasingly felt the sting from the paddle turning into

the tingling of arousal throughout her body; as she got wetter, she

was both horny and embarrassed at her sexual response. 'I didn't

expect THIS', she thought through her pain; she realized that she

didn't object to it, either...



        WHACK!!! "Twelve..."



        WHACK!!! "Thirteen..."



        WHACK!!! "Fourteen..."



        Her butt felt hot from the spanking, but her pussy was even

hotter! Again and again, the paddle beat her helpless ass, raising

thick red welts all over it! Tonya realized that at this moment, she

could probably come at the merest touch on her clit; she tried

clenching her pussy muscles to drive herself over the edge, but it

didn't help her.



        The Doctor was well aware of Tonya's state of horniness; he

could detect the aroma of her love juices, and knew that soon, he

would control her completely... He smiled to himself, thinking about

how easily he'd been able to convince the ex-skater to accept his

"therapy"...



        Soon, she would be his willing slave, without question...



Chapter 3



        WHACK!!! "Forty-eight..."



        WHACK!!! "Forty-nine..."



        WHACK!!! "Fifty!"



        "Tonya, you have now been properly punished; I'm going to

release you, and I want you to lay down on my couch..." His voice

quickly returned to its relaxed, gentle tone.



        The Doctor untied the gag from her mouth first; as it came

out, Tonya started breathing deeply. He uncuffed her hands, then

moved around to her butt for a last look at his handiwork with the

paddle before he released her leg cuffs.



        Tonya's butt was a nearly-solid mass of welts from the paddle;

there were very few spots that had escaped the Doctor's aim. He

looked between her legs, noticing that her pussy was soaked with her

juices, which were starting to flow down toward her clit.



        The Doctor knelt down, releasing both the ankle cuffs. He

raised back up, and pulled gently on Tonya's shoulders to help her

up from the table. As she got back on her feet, her legs grew

wobbly, and she almost fell, but he held her more tightly, and he

helped her walk over to the couch and lay down.



        "Do you feel like you have to cry, Tonya?", he said, noticing

her tear-stained face, "If you do, just go ahead and cry for as long

as you need to, OK?"



        Tonya nodded, and tried to let her tears flow. She realized

that her arousal had taken her depressed mood away, so she thought

about everything that had happened to her, and a little while later,

she felt a tear well up in her eye, and it dripped down her face,

followed quickly by more. Soon, a veritable floodgate of tears were

streaming down her face, as she released all the painful emotions

that she'd been keeping bottled up inside her...



        She cried for about 20 minutes, then drifted off into peaceful

sleep. About an hour-and-a-half later, she woke up and started to

look around, not recognizing the Doctor's office at first. He smiled

at her, catching her off guard.



        "How do you feel after your nap, Tonya?"



        "Well, my butt hurts...", she said, smiling.



        He smiled back at her, "Do you still feel guilty about what

happened with you, Jeff and all that?"



        "Hmmmm... Well, I guess I feel better, now that I've had the

punishment... I felt... you know... horny, too; why would that

happen, Dr. Liebenschmerz?", she said, puzzled.



        "Why did you feel aroused, you want to know?", he replied,

with an equally puzzled expression, "I honestly couldn't tell you,

Tonya... I don't think I've ever had any of my patients react that

way, to be perfectly truthful with you, Tonya..."



        He got up, and went over to his bookshelf, picking out a book,

and leafing through it. After about 30 seconds, he came to a page,

and put his finger on it. He scanned the page for about a minute,

then got a surprised look on his face, turning to Tonya.



        "My medical reference doesn't say anything about what you

described, Tonya!" He sounded worried. "I think this bears further

study, don't you? Would you be willing to undergo some more testing

for awhile?"



        Tonya looked at him, and nodded. He smiled.



        "Excellent, Tonya! I'd like to have you stay at my country

home for a week or so, so that I can study your response to this

therapy further... Can we do it in, say, a week?"



        "I guess that's OK," Tonya replied, "I don't have a whole lot

that I have to do for awhile..."



        "Ideal! Now, let me put some lotion on your butt, so that you

can get dressed, OK?", the Doctor said, as Tonya nodded her assent.



        The Doctor got out a small jar, and walked back over to the

couch. Tonya was still laying face-down, so it was easy for him to

take a dollop of the lotion and spread it all over her butt. He

gently massaged her sore ass, working the lotion in smoothly; it

felt cool and relaxing to her, easing the sting from the spanking.



        As he worked the lotion in, he gently spread her butt cheeks

apart with his hands. He looked at Tonya's still-juicy pussy, and

noticed its wetness. He wanted to use his fingers to stimulate her,

but restrained himself, not wanting to give her any reason to back

out of his plans.



        "I think you'll find that after this intensive therapy, you'll

be a whole new woman, Tonya," he said, "The way you've responded

today, I can tell that it'll be perfect for you!"



        "Do you really think so?", she said, excitedly.



        "Oh, I can practically guarantee it, Tonya!", he exclaimed,

"It'll change your whole life!"



        "Oh, thank you!", she cried, as she reached up and hugged him,

"You don't know how much this means to me!"



        They hugged for a while, then Tonya got up, gathered her

clothes, and got dressed. She was very careful putting her panties

on, taking care not to further irritate her reddened rump. As she

was getting done buttoning up her blouse, the Doctor looked at her.



        "How we'll do this, Tonya, is that next week, we'll meet here,

and we'll go out to my country home," he explained, "It's a large

acreage, and we'll be totally free from any outside interference; I

find that intensive therapy works better that way..."



        "Sounds good to me, Doctor," Tonya agreed.



        "Excellent!", he exclaimed, "And just tell people that you're

going to be on vacation for a week or so; you don't want them to get

worried..."



        "That's a good idea!", Tonya replied, as she walked toward the

door, "I'm looking forward to it!"



        The Doctor smiled as he walked her to the door, opening it for

her, and waving as she walked out, smiling. He closed the door, and

walked back to his desk, chuckling under his breath.



        "Not if you knew what I have in store for you, Tonya," he said

with an evil laugh, dialing his phone, "Not if you knew..."



Chapter 4



        Tonya wondered all the way home why she'd gotten so horny when

the Doctor was paddling her bottom. She hadn't expected that at all!

She started getting the feeling that she was gaining a new self-

awareness as the result of the therapy, and she realized she wanted

to go through the intensive therapy more than anything.



        She went to her bedroom, and got undressed, until all she had

on were her panties. She very carefully pulled them down, and let

them fall to the floor, gently stepping out of them. She went into

the bathroom and turned the cold water on. She took a small towel,

and soaked it, getting it nice and wet, then turning the water off,

and wringing it out. She took the towel back into the bedroom, and

bent over the bed slightly, gently draping the towel over her sore

bottom. She carefully laid down, making sure that the towel didn't

fall off, and tried to relax.



        Tonya's thoughts of her therapy were still centered in her

mind as she lay on the bed. She thought about the abuse she'd been

through with Jeff, and tried to remember if she'd gotten aroused by

it. She couldn't think of any times that she'd gotten horny from it.



        'But if I didn't like it, why did I put up with it?', she

asked herself, silently.



        She rolled the question over in her mind again and again, but

she couldn't come up with an answer. The cool, wet towel on her sore

buttocks felt comfortable, and she realized that the towel wasn't

the only thing that was wet; the erotic sensations were welling up

inside her again as she pondered the effects of her punishment.



        She didn't want to call the Doctor to ask, thinking it might

mess up the plans for the intensive therapy, so she kept thinking

about it, but with no luck, so she tried to relax. She closed her

eyes, and a flood of images came into her mind; being tied to the

table and paddled, the whole Olympic debacle, the public scorn, her

life with Jeff.



        She knew now that the intensive therapy would be her saving

grace; it was exactly what she needed to get her life back in order!

She smiled, and decided to satisfy her desires. She thought about

turning over on her back, but her butt was still sore enough that

she didn't want to put any pressure on it yet. She thought about it

for a few moments, then grabbed the other pillow, raised herself up,

and slid it under her belly.



        She slid her hand down to her bush, and gently ran her fingers

through it. It felt good to her. She traced the outline of her pussy

lips with her fingers, and started gently moaning. Her fingers came

to rest on her clit, and gently rubbed the nub. Her moaning got more

intense, and she started breathing more deeply. Her clitoral massage

became more intense, faster and faster, and she started gasping for

breath; her body moved in rhythm with her gasps, and she was just

about ready...



        OOOHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! She came with an immense moan, her body

shaking with the force of her orgasm! As her ecstasy subsided, tears

welled up in her eyes, and she started to cry; the Doctor had told

her to cry for as long as she needed to, so she let herself go with

the flow. Being able to cry felt good to her, having had to hold her

sorrow in check for so long.



        Soon, she fell asleep, with the pillow still under her belly.



        As she slept, she dreamed of her punishment therapy at the

hands of the Doctor. With every swat, instead of pain, she received

great pleasure. He released her, and told her to go skate.



        She went through a door, and she was back in Lillehammer. She

checked her laces; both perfect! The music started, and she skated

flawlessly! She looked at the judges, and they'd ALL given her

PERFECT scores!



        She stood on the award stand, at the very top; she cried a

tear of joy when the Gold Medal was put around her neck. She went

out the door, and the world was waiting; they embraced her with more

love and affection than anyone had ever had before! "Nancy WHO?",

they all asked. She was instantly the most-loved person in all of

history!



        People with bags full of money gave them to her, millions and

millions of dollars worth! She shook each of their hands, and as she

did, a giant poster of her endorsing a product appeared behind them!



        The Doctor called her back, and motioned to the therapy table

again; she jumped on willingly, letting herself be secured. The

paddle came down on her ass again, and with every swat, a choir of

angels sang "Tonya, we love you", with the choral voices forming the

Lost Chord. Waves of love swept over her, and she went along with

the pleasure.



        The Doctor released her again, and told her to take care of

Jeff. She went through the door, and she was in her old apartment,

with Jeff looking at her angrily.



        "Where have you been?", he shouted as he stormed toward her,

fists ready to pound on her! He swung, but Tonya grabbed his hand

before he could connect, and twisted his arm! She twisted a little

harder, and the arm came off! Jeff looked at her, horrified; he'd

never thought she could do THAT to him!



        Jeff came at her again, furious! He swung his remaining hand,

but Tonya caught it, and again, twisted his arm off! He tried

kicking her, and she grabbed his leg, pulling it off with ease! He

hopped in anger, but she reached down, grabbed his leg, lifted him

over her head, and pounded him on the ground, using his body as

though it was a club! Again and again, Tonya pounded the helpless

Jeff, then she set him on a chair.



        "So how do YOU like it, asshole???", she shouted! She hit him,

backhanded, square in the jaw; his head spun around like a roulette

wheel! When his head came to rest, Jeff looked at Tonya.



        "Please...please don't hurt me any more..." he said, pleading

for the mercy that he'd never showed her.



        "Why shouldn't I?", she said, as the impact of her fist sent

his head spinning frantically around again!



        "Please...", he said as her fist struck his jaw yet again,

this time causing his entire body to start rising as his head spun

like a helicopter blade! Jeff rose through the ceiling, the roof,

and went up, up, up! Tonya watched as he rose out of sight, never to

be seen again...



        She was filled with elation, being rid of Jeff once and for

all! She celebrated her victory over her abusive ex-husband, then

started to doze off...



        Tonya woke up with the still-damp towel draped over her butt.

She felt good, but realized that it had only been a dream. But what

a dream!!! She got up, taking the towel off her bottom, and taking

it back into the bathroom. She used a mirror to look at her ass; it

was still red, but felt quite a bit better than it had before she'd

dozed off.



        She thought about her dream; she was looking forward to the

intensive therapy now. DEFINITELY looking forward to it...



Chapter 5



        Tonya's dreams continued every night that week; every dream

convinced her that the intensive therapy was just what she'd needed

all this time.



        The big day came, and Tonya showed up, right on time. She

smiled at the Doctor, and he smiled back.



        "Are you ready, Tonya?"



        "Oh, YES!!!", she replied, excitedly!



        He motioned to the office door; he opened it up, and they went

inside. The table was already out in the middle of the floor, ready

to go, but this time, it had a tall pole attached to the base, with

several hook arms coming out from the sides. Tonya looked at him,

slightly confused.



        "Are you going to spank me again?", she asked, secretly hoping

that he'd say "yes".



        "No, but a good deal of the intensive therapy requires that

you be securely restrained," he explained, "and I find that making

the trip while restrained lets the patient get used to the feeling

of restraints. It makes things go smoother..."



        "So do you want me to get undressed and get on the table?"



        "Not yet. First, I want you to go to the bathroom; needless to

say, we WON'T be stopping at any gas stations along the way...". He

smiled at her, and she started to giggle.



        "You think of everything, don't you?", she said, giggling.



        He grinned. "Well, it works better than having to clean up any

messes..."



        Tonya giggled, and went into the bathroom. She pulled down her

pants & panties, and sat down. She had no problem relieving herself,

and felt relaxed. She made sure her bladder and rectum were empty,

and wiped very thoroughly. She thought for a moment, then called to

the Doctor through the door.



        "Should I take all my clothes off in here?"



        "Yep," he answered, "if you want to; it'll save some time."



        Tonya took her shoes & socks off, and slipped off her pants &

panties; her shirt was next, and finally, her bra. She looked at her

nakedness in the mirror, imagining how her body would be stimulated

during the therapy.



        She reached down, picked up her clothes, and folded them into

a bundle. She took the bundle, and walked out of the bathroom, back

into the Doctor's office. He had an overnight bag waiting for her,

and she put the clothing bundle into it.



        The Doctor patted the table, and Tonya hopped up onto it. She

let her arms and legs fall to the cuffs, and didn't resist as they

were fastened to her. The waist strap was the next to be tightened,

and it went without problem. Next, he tried to put a ball gag in her

mouth, but she couldn't get it in the first time, so he tried again,

and this time, he got it. He tightened the strap behind her head,

and the job was finished; once again, Tonya was bound, helpless...



        "As part of the intensive therapy," he explained, "from this

point on, you will have absolutely no say in what happens to you. It

has to be this way for the therapy to work successfully. Everything

will be explained to you; if not immediately, then sometime soon

thereafter. Is that understood?"



        Tonya nodded, and grunted "uh-huh" through the gag.



        The Doctor went into the bathroom. Tonya couldn't see what was

happening, but she heard the water running for a minute or two, and

then it stopped.



        "Tonya," the Doctor said, "there are some things that I have

to do to you now. Please cooperate."



        He hung a colonic bag from one of the pole's hook arms, and

pulled on a rubber glove. He took out a small tube of lubricant, and

squeezed some out onto his index finger. He gently touched Tonya's

anus, and rubbed his finger around in a circle. Soon, he started to

insert his finger into the captive orifice, and she squeezed it shut

as tightly as she could, trying to scream past the gag.



        "Tonya," the Doctor sighed, "in the first stage of therapy,

you'll have to learn a great degree of self-control. The first step

is giving you a high colonic, and plugging your rectum; you'll have

to hold it until we get to my country home. Again, enemas and high

colonics are part of the therapy, and you have to get accustomed to

them for it to work properly."



        The helpless Harding knew she had no choice, and unclenched

her cheeks. His finger eased inside her, and he massaged the lube

in. Tonya tried to relax, and soon, the finger in her anus felt good

to her.



        Soon, the Doctor's finger withdrew, and Tonya felt the enema

being pushed in. He eased it in and out of her anus, making her moan

through the gag. He put it in as far as he could, and inflated it.



        Tonya gasped through the gag, and her eyes went wide; she

hadn't expected THAT to happen! She started to struggle against the

restraints, but to no avail. The Doctor fingered the clamp on the

tube for a moment, and released it. Tonya felt the water rushing

into her bowels; it was hot, and she tried to scream, but it was

muffled by the gag. He moved around to her face, and spoke to her.



        "I apologize for not telling you about this beforehand, Tonya;

I didn't want to scare you out of accepting the intensive therapy,"

the Doctor said, "The way you responded to the first time, I knew

that you definitely needed the intensive treatment, and I didn't

want to risk losing you."



        She felt the water coursing through her bowels, and whimpered

through the gag. Her intestines were beginning to feel full, and she

needed to empty them. She tried squeezing, but the water didn't stop

flowing. Tears welled up in her eyes as she realized that she was at

the Doctor's mercy.



        He picked up a large syringe, which had a catheter connected

to the end. He knelt down between her legs, and gently spread her

labia apart. He found her pee-hole, took some more of the lube, and

covered the catheter with it. Gently, he tried to insert it.



        Tonya screamed through the gag again! She clenched her muscles

as tightly as she could, but the Doctor grabbed her clit and pinched

it! She tried screaming even harder, but the gag still muffled her!



        "Tonya," the Doctor said, irritated, "as long as you keep your

muscles tight, I'll keep pinching your clitoris; relax, and I'll

stop. The choice is up to you..."



        She sobbed through the gag as she relaxed her muscles. The

pain stopped as the Doctor released her clit. He eased the catheter

into her bladder, moving it in and out to stimulate the helpless

woman.



        When the catheter was in as far as it could go, he inflated

it, giving it a small tug to make sure it was seated properly. He

took the syringe in his hand, and started pressing the plunger down.

Tonya felt the water filling her bladder; she started thinking she

had to pee. She tried, but the catheter wouldn't let anything flow

out of her.



        The colonic bag was almost empty, so the Doctor squeezed it to

get the remaining water out. When it was empty, he clamped it off.

He went back to filling Tonya's bladder, and when the syringe was

empty, he clamped off that tube as well. He put the syringe into a

small holder underneath the table, and stepped back.



        "Tonya, you're ready to go," he said, "I'll be moving you out

to my van now."



Chapter 6



        Tonya whimpered as the Doctor put a blindfold on her. She felt

the table start to move as he pushed it. He pushed the table out of

his office through a back door, and down an unused hall, to an exit.

He opened the door and pushed the table into a garage, where his van

was sitting with the back doors open. He wheeled the table up a

small ramp, into the van, and up to a set of brackets. He connected

the table to the brackets, and it was held securely in place. He

hooked a small plug between the table and the van's wall, and turned

a switch on.



        She felt the table start vibrating; it shook the water inside

her, making it slosh around, and causing her more pain. She sobbed

through the gag again, with tears flowing freely from her eyes.



        "We'll be leaving now, Tonya," he told her, "the trip will

take about an hour, and when we reach my country home, you'll be

allowed to release your bowels and bladder."



        The doctor moved up to the driver's seat, starting the engine.

It roared to life, and he pressed a button, opening the garage door.

He drove out, and pulled into the street. 'No hurry', he thought,

'I'll just take this nice and easy'.



        He got out of Portland fairly soon, and turned onto an asphalt

road with very little traffic. He looked at the speedometer; 55 MPH.

The van sped down the road for about half an hour, then turned onto

a gravel road. The doctor grinned, thinking how it would feel to his

captive in back...



        Tonya was miserable, no doubt; the water shaking inside her

was unbearable, yet she knew she had no control over it! She was

crying heavily already, but the roughness of the gravel road made it

even worse! Every minute seemed an eternity; she wondered if it

would ever stop!



        The van turned into a driveway, pulling up to a wrought-iron

gate. The Doctor pressed a series of buttons, and the gate opened;

he drove in, the gate closing behind him. He drove up to the house,

very large, almost a mansion in size. The driveway led to a garage;

he backed the van into it, and up to a platform that was level with

the van. He set the brake, turned off the engine, and got out.



        He went around and opened up the back doors, switching the

vibrator off, and unhooked the table from the brackets. He pushed

the table onto the platform, and into the house, down a hall, and to

a freight elevator. He pressed a button, and it started moving down.

About a minute later, it stopped; the door opened, and he pushed the

table out. The room that they entered looked like a cross between a

medical lab, and a medieval dungeon.



        "We're here, Tonya," he said...



Chapter 7



        The Doctor took the blindfold off Tonya's eyes; she squinted,

and looked around. When she saw the equipment, she was filled with

fear, and whimpered through the gag. Her captor was prepared for her

reaction.



        "I realize this is kind of scary, Tonya, but I promise that

you won't get hurt. There'll be some pain involved in the therapy,

but it has to be that way; it won't work correctly otherwise..."



        He gently stroked Tonya's face, and she started relaxing. He

walked around to the other end of the table, and patted her butt. He

took the enema bag off the hook, and disconnected the hose from it.

He laid the hose across her back, and took the bag over to a nearby

bench, where he set it down and picked up a small electric pump and

a large glass jug. He set the jug down, and ran a tube from the pump

to the jug, then hooked the enema tube to the pump.



        "I imagine you're ready to get all that water out of your

bowels, aren't you, Tonya?", he asked.



        Tonya nodded her head, and tried to "uh-huh" through the gag.

The Doctor turned on the pump, released the clamp, and the water

immediately started flowing. He smiled, thinking how slowly the pump

ran; he planned it that way, and it would take a few minutes for all

the water to flow out. 'No reason to hurry things...' he thought.



        "You may wonder why I'm not just letting you expel the water

on your own," he said, "Remember what I told you about self-control?

This is part of it."



        Tonya wanted to be RID of the water, and got frustrated having

to wait for so long. She tried to relax, knowing she had no way of

controlling the flow from her bowels.



        After several minutes, her intestines were finally empty. The

Doctor deflated the enema, and withdrew it from Tonya's rectum. He

put his finger inside her anus to make sure that she was empty, then

took a paper towel and wiped most of the lubricant off.



        He took the syringe from under the table, and slowly started

to pull the plunger out. Tonya felt her bladder start contracting,

and tried to make it go faster, but the catheter prevented it. She

relaxed, and let the water drain at its own rate. After a minute or

two, her bladder was totally empty. The Doctor deflated the catheter

and withdrew it from the helpless woman's pee-hole; she sighed into

the gag.



        "And now, I'm going to give you 10 paddles!" he announced.



        The Doctor took a wooden paddle, identical to the one in his

office, and swatted Tonya's butt.



        "One..."



        He slowly raised the paddle again, and swatted her rump again.



        "Two..."



        He continued until he reached ten, then released Tonya's gag.

She had tears in her eyes, and he walked over, kneeling down by her

face.



        "You're doing just fine, Tonya... Everything'll be OK..."



        Tonya sobbed freely, no longer restricted by the gag. She

wanted the therapy to work, so she said nothing about her torment.



        "After I release you, I'll let you take a bath, and then a

little nap," the Doctor said, as he released the cuffs, "It should

help you relax before the next part of the therapy. I have an errand

that I have to attend to while you sleep..."



        Soon, all four cuffs and the waist strap were released, and he

helped Tonya off the table. Her legs were shaky from her ordeal, so

he helped her walk.



        Off the main room were a bathroom and bedroom. He walked her

to the bathroom, and set her on the toilet, just in case any excess

water had been missed. He helped her wipe, and gently lifted her up,

setting her in the bathtub. He turned on the water, and let it fill

the tub. Tonya laid back and relaxed, letting the water soothe her

pain. She sat and soaked for a while, then got out. The Doctor

handed her a towel, and she dried herself off. Her legs were still a

little shaky, so he helped her to the bedroom. She laid down on the

bed, which was very comfortable, and promptly dozed off.



Chapter 8



        The Doctor drove the van to Portland International Airport. He

got to the gate just as his assistant was coming off the plane. She

was traveling incognito, but he had no problem recognizing her.



        "I'm very glad you could be part of this," he said, smiling,

"I had a feeling you'd be interested."



        "Interested?", she exclaimed, "I wouldn't have missed this for

anything, Dr. Liebenschmerz!"



        They left the terminal, got into the van, and drove off. They

talked about Tonya and her therapy as the miles went by.



        "She WANTS to go through this?", the assistant asked, amazed.



        "Absolutely!", he said, smiling, "I told her that this would

be very therapeutic for her; of course, I didn't tell her that YOU

would have anything to do with it...", he winked at her.



        The assistant said nothing, but just smiled. She was silent

the rest of the way to The Doctor's country home.



        The van pulled up to the gate, drove up the driveway, and

pulled into the garage. The two got out, and went into the house.



        "I have to have Tonya ready before you come downstairs; I hope

you don't mind that...", he said, apologetically.



        "No, no, not at all..."



        With that, he went downstairs. He walked over to the bedroom,

and gently opened the door. Tonya was just waking up, and she shook

her head to help. She smiled when she saw the Doctor. He smiled back

at her.



        "How do you feel, Tonya?"



        "Okay, I guess..."



        "Good, good," he said, "Now get dressed, and we'll start the

next part of the therapy, OK?"



        With that, Tonya took the bag containing her clothes, opened

it, and got dressed. The Doctor motioned her to follow him, and they

walked into the main room, over to an X-shaped frame.



        "Tonya, I'm going to bind you to this frame now; spread your

legs apart." His voice took a firm edge.



        Tonya complied, and The Doctor knelt down, pulling her right

leg into position, attaching a leather cuff to it, and securing it

to the frame. He did the same with her left leg.



        "Raise your arms, Tonya."



        She did, and he secured both of them to the frame. He finished

by securing her waist with a wide leather strap, which fastened to

the back of the frame. Once again, she was helpless...



        "Everything OK? Not too tight?"



        It's okay, Dr. Liebenschmerz..."



        With that, he placed the gag back in her mouth, securing it

behind her head, and blindfolded her again.



        "I'll be back in a minute; I have to get my assistant..."



        He left, and pressed a button on the wall. A moment later, he

heard the elevator going up, stopping, and coming back down. It

hummed for several seconds, then came to a stop. The door opened,

and the assistant stepped out. They walked over to the frame

together.



        "My assistant is here, Tonya...", the Doctor said.



        "How nice to see you, Tonya,", the assistant said, "I haven't

seen you in ages!"



        Tonya knew who the voice belonged to; she struggled against

the restraints, but they were too strong! 'Not HER!', she thought,

'PLEASE, not her!!!'



        "Not since the final, wasn't it?", the assistant said, "I

thought you should have done MUCH better than you did, Tonya..."



        The helpless ex-skater's struggling became more intense! She

was filled not only with fear, but with anger at the Doctor for his

betrayal of her as well!



        "I understand you need a little therapy, Tonya," the assistant

said, "well, I'm going to give you PLENTY of it!", she sneered!



        Suddenly, the blindfold was ripped off; Tonya squinted for a

moment, but her eyes grew wide with horror when she saw the Doctor's

assistant!



        Tonya's worst fear was true! Standing before her, dressed in

black leather, holding a riding crop, was the assistant...



        Tonya screamed through the gag!



        It was Nancy Kerrigan!!!!!



Chapter 9



        Nancy stood before Tonya, resplendent in the shiny leather

outfit she wore; dominating...and dangerous! Her dark hair was well-

matched for the outfit, and she looked menacing as she scowled at

the captive ex-skater.



        Tonya broke into a cold sweat; she knew that Nancy blamed her

for everything that had happened! Now, her rival stood before her,

waiting to exact her revenge, while she was bound, helpless! Tears

welled up in her eyes as fear of Nancy's retribution grew inside

her!



        "I'm sure you're wondering why Nancy is here, Tonya," the

Doctor explained calmly, "This is part of your therapy; it wouldn't

be nearly as meaningful if you weren't able to confront the source

of your guilt directly... "



        As he spoke, Nancy walked over to the bench, picked up an ice

skate, and returned to the captive Harding. Nancy ran her finger

along the side of the skate's blade, then looked at Tonya as the

Doctor continued speaking.



        "...so I arranged for you to be able to do just that...", he

said, as he removed the gag from Tonya's mouth.



        "Please don't hurt me, Nancy!!!", Tonya pleaded, "I'm sorry!!!

It was Jeff that did it!!! Oh, please, Nancy!! Pleeeeeeeeeeaaase!!!"



        "Shut up, you little bitch!", Nancy snapped, "You're worse

with your whining than Oksana was!"



        "Then why don't you tie HER up?", Tonya replied, her bratty

attitude showing through; she immediately regretted it.



        "The only thing I'd do to Oksana is to gag her, so I didn't

have to listen to her cry!" Nancy shot back, "But you... YOU had to

go and have someone club my knee! Well, the payback's a bitch, and

it's time for you to start paying!"



        "I'm sorry!!! It's not my fault!!! Pleeeeeeease forgive me,

Nancyyyyyyyyy!!!", she begged.



        "I might forgive you," Nancy sneered, "But NOT until I'm done

with your punishment!!!"



        With that, Nancy took the skate, pulling the blade off. She

held it up to Tonya's face, an expression of wide-eyed horror!



        "NOOOOOOOOOOO, PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!!!!!!!!!!", Tonya whined.



        "You'll notice that this blade isn't squared like your skate

blades normally are, Tonya..." Nancy explained, "Instead, it's honed

to a fine knife-edge... RAZOR-sharp!"



        Nancy moved the blade to the side of Tonya's neck; Tonya went

white with fear, gulped, and started shaking uncontrollably.



        "I'm not going to hurt you, but I think I'll have to use this

to undress you, though...", Nancy sneered.



        Nancy took the skate-blade in her right hand, held the collar

of Tonya's shirt with the other, and started slicing through the

fabric. The blade made its way down the front of her shirt, and

Tonya shook harder as it sliced the fibers with a "RRRRRIIPP!!!!",

leaving it looking like one of her sleazy skating outfits.



        Nancy took the blade and cut each side of the collar, down the

sleeves. When both sides were cut, Nancy yanked the torn shirt off

Tonya's bound body, leaving just her bra above her waist! Nancy

looked down at Tonya's feet, and knelt down, smiling. She put the

blade under the right shoelace, and pulled up, cutting the lace!



        "Oh, look," Nancy sneered, "Your shoelace broke again!"



        Nancy cut the other lace, and yanked Tonya's shoes off. She

pulled the socks off next, then raised back up.



        "Time for the pants, Tonya..."



        "Noooooooo, Pleeeeeease, Nancyyyyyyyyyyy!!!"



        Nancy knelt back down, and grabbed the cuff. She let the blade

cut along the outseam, again making the "RRRRIIIPPP!!" noise; it

slowly made its way up Tonya's leg, as she whimpered helplessly!



        "Keep still, Tonya!", Nancy ordered, "You don't want me to...

CUT you, do you?"



        "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!", Tonya screamed, hysterical!



        The blade finished its path up her pant leg, and the fabric

fell open, exposing the side of Tonya's leg. Nancy repeated the path

on the other pant leg, and it, too, flopped loosely.



        Nancy grabbed the waistband, gave a sharp yank, and the torn

jeans flew away from Tonya's body! She was now bound to the X-frame,

wearing only bra and panties! Nancy took the blade and slid it under

the strap of Tonya's bra, between her breasts; a quick yank, and the

bra was rent in two!



        "Pleeeeeease don't hurt me!!!"



        Nancy sliced through the shoulder straps, and sharply yanked

the bra off! Tonya's small breasts were glistening with sweat, and

her nipples were firm. Nancy gently caressed the helpless breasts,

feeling their dampness. She looked up to Tonya's face.



        "Why, Tonya! Something tells me that you're liking this!"



        Tonya said nothing, but shook her head "no"; Nancy suddenly

SQUEEZED the nipple as hard as she could, digging in with her sharp

fingernails! Tonya's body wrenched from the pain!



        "OOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!"



        Nancy let go of the tormented nipple, smiling. Again, she took

the blade, pulling the side of Tonya's panties away from her skin,

slipped it underneath, and yanked! Tonya whimpered as Nancy cut

through the other side, and pulled the torn panties completely off!



        "It looks like you could use a trim down there, Tonya!", Nancy

said, observing the now-exposed muff, "Let me help you a little..."



        The Doctor brought some hot water, a washcloth, and shaving

cream over to Nancy; she washed Tonya's pussy, took the cream, and

spread it all over the captive mound. Nancy washed her hands off,

and picked the blade up again.



        "If you move, you might wind up missing something," Nancy told

her captive, "So I'd advise you to hold still..."



        Tonya couldn't have moved even if she wanted to; she was too

petrified with fear! She shut her eyes tightly, gritting her teeth;

she knew that Nancy wouldn't mind "slipping" and cutting a horrible

gash in her gash!



        Nancy positioned the skate-blade at the top of Tonya's muff,

and slowly brought it down. It shaved the hairs off cleanly, leaving

a pink swath in its wake. The steel of the blade was cool against

the captive skater's pussy, and Tonya started feeling pleasure

along with her fear.



        Again and again, the blade scraped Tonya's pussy clean; as

Nancy worked her way down to the most sensitive areas, Tonya started

moaning softly. The Doctor and Nancy exchanged glances, smiling.



        Nancy was amazingly gentle while shaving Tonya's pussy lips.

She pulled each labia taut, slowly drawing the blade along it. As

she moved the blade, her finger "happened" to caress Tonya's captive

clit, eliciting a noticeable moan.



        'Why am I getting off on this?', Tonya wondered, 'Nancy could

do anything she wants to me, and I can't stop her! Why am I getting

horny?'



        Nancy was moving the blade back towards Tonya's anus; the cool

steel scraped off the hair around her brown eye. Nancy's finger just

happened to brush up against the anus, and she caressed it gently.

Tonya moaned again from the sensation.



        "There!" Nancy said, "All done!"



        Tonya's pussy was as smooth as the day she was born; Nancy ran

her fingers across the newly-shorn mound, making Tonya moan louder!

Nancy's fingers spread the pussy lips apart and started licking; the

combination of fear and arousal had made Tonya very wet.



        Tonya's body started twitching from the stimulation; she had

no way of controlling it! Her breathing got heavier, and she shook

more as she neared orgasm!



        Suddenly, Nancy stopped! Tonya was confused; why hadn't Nancy

let her come? Her level of arousal subsided, and she wondered what

would be next...



        Nancy looked at the Doctor, and after another minute or so, he

nodded, and she started licking Tonya's pussy again. Tonya felt the

arousal build again, and she started moaning once more! She was

getting nearer... nearer... nearer...



        Nancy stopped again; instead of confusion, Tonya started to

feel frustration! She soon realized that Nancy wouldn't let her have

an orgasm, and the arousal again subsided...



        Time after time, Nancy brought Tonya to the brink of orgasm,

and left her hanging on the edge! Her pleasure was becoming torment!



        Finally, the Doctor nodded to Nancy; she licked Tonya's soaked

pussy, and this time, she brought her captive to the edge...



        "OOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Tonya came! Her body struggled against

the bonds in her throes of orgasm, helpless before the onslaught of

her ecstasy!



        As her orgasm subsided, Tonya was short of breath; she started

sobbing heavily, and Nancy stood in front of her, grinning. She held

Tonya's face in her hand, kissing her full on the lips. Tonya looked

at her, confused.



        "That's for being a good slave, Tonya", Nancy said.



        Suddenly, Nancy slapped the helpless woman across her face!



        "And THAT'S for being such a bitch!!"



        Nancy and the Doctor released Tonya's restraints; after they

were all loose, Tonya fell to the floor, crying loudly! She curled

up into a fetal position, sobbing...



        "I think that'll be sufficient for now...", the Doctor said.



Chapter 10



        Tonya awoke several hours later; she was in the soft bed that

she'd slept in when she first arrived. She shook her head, confused.



        "Did I just dream that she did all that?", She asked herself.



        She tried to touch her mons veneris, remembering that she'd

been shaved. To her surprise, she couldn't move her hands; they were

tied to rails that she noticed had been added to the bed. She tried

moving her feet; they were secured as well.



        "I can assure you, Tonya," the Doctor said, startling her,

"that Nancy did everything that you remember her doing."



        "YOU!!!", Tonya shouted, "You set me up for this, didn't you?"

She struggled against the restraints, but to no avail. Her confusion

had suddenly been replaced by fierce anger toward the Doctor!



        "I wouldn't use the term 'set up'," he said, "But yes, I was

responsible for bringing Nancy here."



        "You fucker! Dammit, why'd I ever trust you?", Tonya shouted,

rapidly becoming hysterical, "You said I wouldn't get hurt!"



        "And you weren't, Tonya; Nancy doesn't have free rein to do

anything she wants," he said, "I'll be setting the limits on what

happens; I won't let it go to the point where you're in any danger"



        "But you got Nancy!!! She hates me! She'll kill me!!", Tonya

screamed, frantically writhing in a hopeless effort to free herself!



        "Tonya," he explained, "As part of this therapy, you have to

realize that this is the best way to alleviate the guilt and other

negative emotions that you've gone through. Jeff would have been far

too unpredictable, and I wouldn't have had any control over him."



        "Also," he continued, "This is therapeutic for Nancy, as well;

this will ultimately work out best for both of you, Tonya."



        "I don't care about Nancy!!! Let me GO!!!"



        "Did I, or did I not," He said, his voice turning cross, "Tell

you that you have NO say in what happens to you?"



        "I don't care!!! Let me GO!!! NOW!!!"



        Nancy walked into the room, smiling. She looked down at Tonya,

sneering.



        "Why, Tonya! I heard that you LIKED this kind of treatment!"



        "Not from YOU!", Tonya shouted, as her struggling intensified.



        "Doctor," Nancy said, looking at him, "Your patient doesn't

want to cooperate with us... Do we have to use more intense means?"



        "Unfortunately, yes," he replied, taking a small device in

hand, "I'm afraid we need to... convince her..."



        He reached down and pulled Tonya's clitoral hood, exposing the

little pink nub, and attached a small metal clip to her love button.

He let the clit hood slide back into place, and spread her pussy

lips apart, inserting a small metal rod into her pee-hole.



        The clip and the rod both had a wire attached, and the Doctor

quickly connected them to a small black box, its only distinguishing

feature being a red button on the face.



        "Get that out of me, you fucker!!!", Tonya screamed, writhing

and trying to work the devices out, but to no avail, "Take it out

NOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!"



        The Doctor had chosen that moment to press the button, giving

Tonya's clit a severe electric shock! Her helpless body arched off

the bed as she screamed in excruciating pain! When the shock ended,

Tonya stopped screaming, and started breathing heavily, with tears

welling up in her eyes. She started sobbing, and both the Doctor and

Nancy stood silently watching. Tonya kept crying for a few minutes;

the Doctor motioned to Nancy, and they walked away from Tonya's bed,

out into the main room.



        "What do you think so far, Nancy?", the Doctor asked.



        "I'm glad to see her get what she deserves, Doctor!"



        "Good; you get to administer the next one," he said, "I'll let

you make the judgement about how many she needs... Within reason..."



        "Within reason?", Nancy asked, confused.



        "Yes," he replied, "Within reason; this training is only the

beginning of what Tonya will face during the "intensive therapy", so

keep that in mind, please."



        "OK..."



        They walked back into Tonya's room; she was settling down, her

composure almost regained. Nancy picked up the black box, and Tonya

immediately came unglued.



        "Put that thing DOWN, you BIIIOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!"



        Tonya's helplessly bound body arched in excruciating pain as

Nancy pressed the button, an evil smile on her face. As the button

was released, Tonya's body settled down, and she started sobbing

again.



        "Now, Tonya," Nancy explained, "I'm going to keep doing this

to you until you realize what you did wrong! Have you figured out

that you shouldn't go around hiring people to beat up on poor,

defenseless skaters?"



        "That was Jeff!" Tonya cried, "He made me do iiiOOOOOOWWWWWW!"



        "No, Tonya," Nancy replied, as the shock sent Tonya's body

back into the air again, "YOU were the one that was responsible!"



        "It was Jeff! You've gotta believe meEEEEEEEEEOOOOOWWWWWW!!!!"



        "No, Tonya," Nancy spoke, her voice calm and measured, "He did

it for YOU; if you hadn't been so determined to get rid of me so

that YOU could make the Olympics, NONE of this would have happened!"



        "I'm sorry, Nancy! I really am!!", Tonya screamed, hysterical!



        "Only because you got CAUGHT!", Nancy sneered, as her finger

pressed the button once more, sending Tonya's body into further

paroxysms of excruciating agony! Again and again, Nancy sent the

helpless ex-skater into spasms of uncontrollable pain, pausing for a

few seconds between each shock.



        After a few minutes, Nancy started letting a little more time

pass between shocks. Tonya, still heavily sobbing, started to relax

as the pain subsided, only to experience a renewed jolt that seemed

to be worse than the ones before!



        Tonya desperately wanted to be free of the agonizing pain, but

she couldn't let Nancy have control over her; her will was weakening

quickly, though...



        "STOP IT, NANCY!! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANY MORE!!!", Tonya screamed

at the top of her lungs!



        "Oh, really?", Nancy sneered, pressing the button yet again!



        "PLEASE STOP!!! I'LL DO ANYTHING!!! ANYTHING YOU WANT!!!"



        "Anything, Tonya?"; another press of the button...



        "YES!!! ANYTHING!!!"



        "Anything AND everything I want, Tonya?"; another press...



        "YES!!! EVERYTHING!!!"



        Nancy gave the button one more press, this time holding it for

a few seconds. Tonya's body writhed wildly as her screaming took on

a strange, unearthly wailing quality. Nancy looked at the Doctor,

who nodded his approval.



        Nancy reached down to Tonya's pussy, gently removing the probe

from her pee-hole, and the clip from her clit. She handed the device

back to the Doctor, then gently stroked Tonya's body.



        "You're mine to do with as I please, Tonya..." She said, her

voice soft and gentle.



        "Yes, Nancy...", Tonya replied, still sobbing.



        "Then, I'll forgive you, Tonya..."



        Nancy looked at the Doctor; they smiled, nodded, and walked

out of the room, turning the light off and closing the door.



        Still bound helplessly to the bed, Tonya tried to relax, still

sobbing in the dark...



Chapter 11



        Tonya felt like she was in a haze; she tried to make her way

through it, but it was thick, even heavier than fog, more like heavy

smoke, but it didn't choke her at all.



        The haze started clearing; Tonya was able to move through it

more easily. She bumped up against a wall, but she couldn't see it.



        'Glass?', she thought to herself.



        She wasn't sure why she felt that way, but she got the feeling

she was being watched. It didn't make any sense to her. She made her

way along the wall, and got the feeling it was curved.



        She could make out something on the other side; it looked like

a large... hand? Tonya decided that her mind was playing tricks on

her; anyway, she felt kind of groggy, for some reason.



        Then the hand moved.



        Tonya jumped back, startled!



        It took her a moment to realize she wasn't in any immediate

danger. Cautiously, she made her way back up to the glass; the haze

was dissipating, so she could see outside the glass more clearly. As

she looked around, she saw some very large lab equipment.



        'Why is everything so big?', she pondered.



        She thought about it for a moment, then a frightening thought

jumped into her head...



        'What if they're NORMAL size, and I'M small?', Tonya wondered,

starting to get scared.



        Tonya looked at the hand again; it looked female, with long,

painted fingernails. She looked up the wrist, following it up the

arm, to the elbow, the shoulder, and finally, the head.



        The GIANT head of Nancy Kerrigan!



        A sudden chill ran through Tonya! It was bad enough that Nancy

was torturing her, but for her to be that HUGE...! She shivered, and

only then did she notice she was totally naked! She covered herself

up, wanting to protect any modesty she had left...



        Suddenly, the glass started moving! Tonya looked up, to see

the giant Nancy picking up the glass; she froze in horror as the

giant hand reached for her! With a quick grab, Nancy caught Tonya as

the tiny, naked Harding struggled in vain to escape!



        Nancy held a giant ruler next to Tonya; Tonya looked at it,

and noticed that her eyes were level with the 5" mark. Her mouth

opened wide with a gasp of astonishment!



        SHE WAS ONLY 5 INCHES TALL!!!



        "Feeling SMALL, Tonya?", Nancy's voice boomed through Tonya's

tiny head.



        Nancy started walking with the micro-skater, and held Tonya up

over a box; she could see that it was a maze of some kind. Nancy put

her down inside the maze. Tonya started wandering around, confused,

trying to find her way out. She knew she'd find her way out sooner

or later, but for some reason, she was getting VERY scared...



        She started walking faster; she turned a corner, and walked

right into the middle of a group of 4 lab rats! She squealed, taken

by surprise at the size of the rodents compared to her tiny body! As

she cried out, the rats looked at her; they started chattering among

themselves, and then they moved towards her...



        Tonya freaked out, and began running! The rat pack followed

close behind, walking fast, but not running. Tonya turned another

corner, then another, looking back to see how close the rats were;

she turned one more corner, and found herself in a blind alley!



        She turned and tried to run, but was blocked by a rat; soon,

all 4 rats were advancing towards her, slowly. Tonya backed up, not

letting the rats get out of her sight; she started sweating, even

though she was naked in the cool air.



        Tonya felt something behind her, and gasped, quickly realizing

that she had reached the wall, and she had nowhere to go. Her eyes

started to well up with tears, knowing that she was helpless against

whatever the rats had on their minds.



        The rats moved slowly towards her; each moment seemed like an

eternity. She looked up for a moment, and saw Nancy towering over

the maze, wearing a satisfied grin. Nancy stepped over to a video

camera, adjusted something, and stepped back over to the maze.



        'That bitch!', Tonya thought to herself, 'she's taping this

whole thing!'



        Tonya decided then and there that she simply would NOT take

any more of this, so she decided to run past the rats. 'I can run

faster than they can, can't I?', she thought to herself.



        She noticed an opening between two of the rats, and decided it

would be all or nothing; she kneeled down, breathing deeply, waiting

for the moment...



        The rats stood silently; did they know what she was planning?

They chattered amongst themselves, keeping a close eye on the naked

girl; they all took a step closer...



        Tonya knew that it was now or never; all at once, she leaped

up and started running! She tried to leapfrog over the rats, but

they anticipated her move; as she tried to plant her hands, the rats

moved, sending Tonya sprawling on the ground!



        She landed on her back, momentarily dazed; the rats were on

her in a flash! Within moments, Tonya was pinned down; one rat held

each leg, and another sat on her chest. The fourth rat, who seemed

to be the leader, put his nose in her crotch, and started licking

her nether regions; Tonya started feeling sick.



        "Let me go, you fuckers!", she screamed!



        The rats paid no overt notice; they continued pinning Tonya to

the ground. She looked up, and saw Nancy wearing a VERY satisfied

grin!



        "Nancy, you cunt!", she screamed, "I'll get you for this!"



        "Paybacks are a bitch, aren't they, Tonya?", Nancy boomed!



        Tonya started feeling hot; she couldn't believe that she was

getting aroused by this! She felt her pussy getting wet, though, so

she knew it was happening...



        The leader of the rat pack stood up on his haunches, and Tonya

could see that he had a HUGE rat-member! He moved closer...



        Tonya renewed her struggling against the rats, but without any

luck; she was still pinned as helplessly as she had been! The leader

moved closer, his rat-cock standing at full attention; he paused at

the gates of Harding's femininity, then with one quick thrust, he

plunged deep into Tonya's pussy!



        Tonya gasped; the thrust caught her by surprise, even though

she was expecting it! The realization that she was being raped by a

RAT was too much for her to bear, and she screamed a blood-curdling

scream that deteriorated into heavy sobs!



        'How did I ever let myself get talked into this?', she asked

herself, unable to come up with even a hint, much less an answer...



        The rat-cock thrust deep into Tonya's pussy; she couldn't

believe that she was actually getting HORNY from this! She'd always

had a strong sex drive, but for her to be getting off from being

screwed by a rat was beyond ANYTHING she'd ever imagined!



        The rat on her chest must have sensed it; he moved, bringing

his cock up to Tonya's face. Almost by instinct, she took it into

her mouth! She was an expert at giving head, and at this point, she

couldn't help herself! She was amazed at herself, thinking that she

must be REALLY messed up!



        The rat leader's cock kept thrusting deep into her pussy; she

was getting hotter and hotter every second! It meant nothing to her

now that the cock in her mouth belonged to a rat! She was HOT, and

she was now helpless to the whims of her arousal!



        The rat leader gave one last gigantic thrust, and shot a load

of rat-cum deep inside Tonya, with a loud squeal! She hit the point

of no return simultaneously, her body bucking like a bronco!



        The rat leader withdrew, only to be immediately replaced by

the rat who Tonya had been sucking; his cock thrust into Tonya, her

pussy still drenched with a mixture of pussy juice and rat-cum! The

rat who was holding her right leg moved his cock to her mouth; Tonya

reacted like a vacuum cleaner, sucking for all she was worth!



        Tonya was reaching a euphoric state of sexual ecstasy; no pain

or disgust, just pure, unadulterated LUST ran through her body as

the rat continued pumping away at her juicy pussy!



        He finished with another hot shot of rat-cum; once again, he

was replaced immediately by the rat Tonya had been fellating. She

took the last rat's cock in her mouth, sucking wildly! Once again,

they fucked with wild abandon, climaxing with another shot of steamy

hot rat-cum deep in Tonya's belly!



        The last rat took his place, and thrust like the others had;

Tonya took the rat leader's member in her mouth, tasting her pussy

juice on it. After more furious pumping, the last rat came, and the

rat leader shot a load of gooey rat-cum in her mouth!



        'Not quite as sweet as Jeff's was', she thought.



        As Tonya lay there in her cloud of ecstasy, the rats chattered

amongst themselves again, and scampered off, leaving her alone and

out of it, so much so that she didn't notice Nancy picking her up...



        Nancy took the stuporous ex-skater and placed her on a tiny

board, clamping down her arms and legs. She took a 9-volt battery

with 2 wires attached and touched them to Tonya, giving her a rude

shock back to reality!



        "And now, Tonya," Nancy's voice boomed, "It's time to do some

vivisection...".



        Nancy picked up a small scalpel; to Tonya, it looked like it

was HUGE! Tonya struggled in vain against the clamps as Nancy took

the scalpel and set the blade against Tonya's belly!



        "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!", Tonya screamed, as it

suddenly went black, and she found herself in the dark again! It

took a few moments for her to realize that she was in the bedroom,

bound hand and foot to the bed frame. Slowly, it dawned on her what

had really happened...



        "It was just a dream...", Tonya said weakly, "The rats, Nancy,

all of it... Just a dream...". She sighed, and started sobbing; this

time, though, it was out of relief that she'd only been dreaming...



Chapter 12



        In another room, the Doctor and Nancy had heard every moment

of Tonya's psychic torment, thanks to a hidden microphone. Nancy

looked at him, confused, wondering what had happened.



        "It's quite simple, actually," he said, "From what I can tell,

she had a nightmare that she was in a lab with some rats, and they

forced themselves on her, and you had something to do with it; like

you were doing the experiment, or something."



        "Why would she think that?", Nancy asked, confused, "Wouldn't

she think that you were the one doing it?"



        "No," he replied, "Remember, Tonya has a deep emotional bond

with you as a result of everything that happened between you before

the Olympics."



        "You mean she LOVES me?", Nancy asked, even more confused now.



        "Oh, no, no, no!", the Doctor laughed, "Not at all; it's kind

of like the way a detective and a criminal will form a bond between

themselves without realizing it, or even having met each other."



        "I don't get it."



        "When a detective spends a lot of time on a case," he said,

"Say, a serial killer, he starts 'getting a feel' for the criminal's

modus operandi, then starts understanding the way he thinks, what he

likes, and so on. Very often, the criminal will see the detective on

the TV news, or see him quoted in the newspaper, and start getting a

very similar 'feel' for the detective. It turns into a cat-and-mouse

game between them, with each of them knowing and understanding what

the other is thinking."



        "So Tonya understands what I'm thinking?"



        "No, between you and Tonya, it's different;" he explained,

"Remember, she had the thought in mind that SHE would have been the

'golden girl', except that YOU were standing in her way."



        "But that wasn't MY fault!"



        "Of course not; but in Tonya's mind, she couldn't get what was

rightfully HERS because the Skating Association liked YOU better. In

other words, THEY were keeping her down because she wasn't 'as good'

as you are. Even more accurately, they refused to see that SHE was a

better skater, because they snubbed her as a PERSON."



        "Why would they do that?"



        "A perception of politics, mostly; keep in mind that Tonya had

a lower-class upbringing. To her, she was snubbed in favor of you

because she wasn't the 'high-class' type that made them look 'good',

and you WERE. So, in Tonya's mind, if YOU couldn't skate for them,

they COULDN'T refuse HER any more."



        "And that's why she had the guy attack me?"



        "Precisely!", he exclaimed, "Tonya was obsessed with the idea;

more than anything else, though, it was really a matter of her own

insecurities. Her relationship with Jeff was highly dysfunctional as

well, so Jeff appealed to that insecurity by masterminding the whole

scheme."



        "Then it wasn't really her fault?"



        "Yes and no," he answered, carefully choosing his words, "She

was in a situation where she couldn't say 'no', but the situation

existed because of her obsession with proving that she was 'good

enough'."



        "So why are we doing all these things to her?"



        "She's been in a state of denial about this, simply because of

the guilt she feels from this; that's why I brought you in. The fact

that YOU are the one who's administering the 'punishments', as it

were, helps her to resolve the guilt. It might even let YOU resolve

your own feelings towards Tonya.", he said, grinning, "You HAVE been

enjoying this, if I'm not mistaken..."



        "Well... yes...", Nancy grinned sheepishly, knowing she'd been

caught.



        "Don't worry about it, Nancy," the Doctor laughed, "It's not

an unusual reaction." He smiled, absentmindedly pulling his beard,

"But now, I have to go talk with Tonya."



        "OK...", Nancy said, still somewhat confused, as the Doctor

walked out of the room...



Chapter 13



        Tonya was half-asleep when she vaguely noticed that the room

didn't seem to be quite as dark as it had been, but in her misery,

she paid no overt attention to it. The room was fairly well-lit by

the time the Doctor walked in.



        "Are you OK, Tonya?", he asked, "You seemed to be having a bad

dream or something."



        "Nancy shrunk me...", Tonya replied, her voice shaky, "She put

me in a maze with some rats... the rats raped me... and then... then

Nancy took me... she took me... and... she was... she wanted to...

cut me up... dissect me... like you do with... with a frog...". Her

sobbing started anew, and her words trailed off...



        "OK, I see," he said, "Tonya, what's happening is that your

mind is reacting to the situation; subconsciously, you feel like a

lab animal, trapped and helpless. It's quite normal, I assure you."



        "But... but why...?"



        "See, Tonya," he explained, patiently, "The intensive therapy

requires that the patient be reduced to a state of pure helplessness

and then built back up, so to speak; the idea is to 'start from the

ground floor', if that makes any sense."



        "But... it hurts... hurts so bad...", she said, still sobbing.



        "I'm sorry for that, Tonya," he replied, a tone of genuine

sorrow in his voice, "But it has to happen that way; if we did this

at a regular pace, it would take months, or even years to resolve

the pain that you have inside. This way, you have the opportunity to

rebuild yourself and get on with your life quickly."



        "But... does it... have to... hurt... hurt so much?"



        "I'm afraid so, Tonya," he said, apologetically, "You'll learn

how to work through the pain, and then maybe even make it work FOR

you; you know, like, 'No pain, no gain'? Oh, not meaning to change

the subject, but are you hungry?"



        "Yes! Can I have something to eat, please?", Tonya asked.



        "Certainly!", he replied, "Let me loosen these restraints, and

we'll see about getting you fed."



        "SHE... won't be there... will she?"



        "Nancy?", he responded, "No, just you and me at dinner, Tonya;

it'll be easier for us to talk without her around..."



        The Doctor loosened Tonya's hands and feet, helping her get up

off the bed. She was a little bit shaky, and he had to steady her to

keep her from falling. With some difficulty at first, they walked

out of the bedroom, and over to the elevator. As they got in, Tonya

looked at the Doctor.



        "Can I have something to wear? Like a robe or something?"



        "Unfortunately, Tonya," he replied, "I can't give you one; you

have to be naked. The reason is that at this point, you need to be

completely free of anything that you could 'hide behind'; clothing

would give you a psychological 'barrier' that could keep the therapy

from working. Does that make any sense?"



        Tonya nodded in agreement.



        The elevator doors closed, the Doctor pressed the button, and

it started moving; after a few seconds, the car slowed, stopped, and

the doors opened. The two of them walked out, and the doors closed

behind them. They walked down a hall, stopping in front of a door.



        "Let's go in, Tonya."



        The Doctor opened the door; in the middle of the room, there

was a chair that looked something like a dentist's chair. Tonya gave

it a curious look.



        "Sit in it, Tonya."



        Tonya sat down; the Doctor started attaching leather straps to

her ankles. She started to protest, but the Doctor shushed her.



        "Tonya," he said, "This is your feeding chair. Every time you

eat, you'll be strapped in this chair. This is NOT open to question.

Is that clear?"



        "Yes..."



        "As of this point, you can do nothing for yourself; everything

will be done for you."



        He continued to fasten the restraints to her arms and legs. He

put a thick strap around her waist, and one around her forehead; she

was now totally immobilized!



        "What happens if I have to go to the bathroom?" Tonya asked.



        "That, too, will be taken care of for you; we'll do that right

after you get done with dinner."



        The Doctor pressed a button; the armrests started moving down,

puling Tonya's arms with them, and pulling her body back farther in

the chair, fully exposing her breasts! Another button, and her legs

were splayed apart, leaving her hairless pussy exposed and helpless!

One more, and the chair gently tilted back. Tonya was now ready to

be fed...



        The Doctor pulled a cart filled with several different pieces

of equipment over to the chair, and took a dental spreader, placing

it in Tonya's mouth and forcing her jaws open. Next came a gag with

a large hole through the center; he slid it into her mouth, pulling

the spreader out. Two straps on the gag were fastened to hooks on

the headrest, after which the he showed Tonya a large tube.



        "This is your feeding tube, Tonya," he explained, "I'm going

to put it down your throat to feed you. Swallow it."



        Her eyes were wide with horror! She screamed through the gag!

His hand brought the tube closer and closer...



        Tonya felt the tube going into her mouth, and past her tongue.

The Doctor inserted it slowly, steadily; Tonya started gagging, and

he stopped for a moment to let the feeling pass.



        "I said SWALLOW it, Tonya! There's nothing you can do to stop

it, and if you try, you'll keep gagging!"



        He continued easing the tube down Tonya's throat; she started

to swallow the tube, and it went down easily. The Doctor inserted

the tube several more inches, then gave it one final shove to get it

into her stomach.



        "Feeding time, Tonya..."



        He connected the tube to a small pump, which had a jar full of

something that looked like baby food. The flick of a switch, and the

pump came to life! The tube jiggled as food started moving through

it; a couple seconds later, Tonya felt the food start to fill her up

inside; she felt her stomach swell as she became more and more full!



        The Doctor pressed on her stomach, touched his chin, felt her

stomach again, and with a look of satisfaction, turned the machine

off. He disconnected the tube, holding the end up high so that any

remaining food could flow down. When he was satisfied that the tube

was empty, he slowly withdrew it from inside Tonya. When the tube

was fully withdrawn, he covered the opening in the gag.



        "Now, Tonya, we'll take care of your other bodily functions."



        He pressed a button, and the chair tilted back more; Tonya's

legs were raised, readily exposing her anus. The Doctor moved a TV

monitor over, positioning it so that Tonya would have a direct view.

He took a video camera, positioning it for a clear shot of Tonya's

pudendum.



        Tonya felt her butt cheeks being pulled apart; she looked at

the monitor, and two metal 'hands' were spreading her helpless ass

apart! A metal tube protruded into the ex-skater's immobilized anus,

opening the internal sphincter as well, and immediately started to

expand! Another tube came into view, with a sort of ball on the end.

It was threaded through the metal tube, into Tonya's bowels; it went

deeper and deeper inside her, finally stopping. The metal tube

contracted, and was withdrawn, leaving the girl's anus to close in

around it.



        Next, two small metal 'fingers' parted Tonya's labia; a small

metal tube penetrated her pee-hole, slowly moving up inside her, up

to her bladder, where the motion stopped.



        "Tonya," the Doctor explained, "I told you that you would be

reduced to a state of utter helplessness as part of the intensive

therapy, and that includes bodily functions; you'll have no control

whatsoever as to how or when. Now, we begin..."



        Tonya felt warm water flow into her; she moaned through the

gag. Her bladder filled quickly, and the water stopped; just as

quickly, it started draining. Her bowels started feeling full from

the high colonic she was receiving. Soon, her bladder was completely

drained, and the cycle started again, but this time, with very cold

water! She gasped through the gag! Her bowels were feeling fuller

and fuller with each passing moment; she started feeling like she

would burst!  She wanted to be able to release the pressure in her

tormented intestines, but was helpless to do so!



        She looked at the monitor through her pain; she could see her

belly swelling from the water! Just as she felt like she was going

to burst, the water stopped flowing; she felt the pressure easing,

and she could tell that she was being emptied out...



        A few minutes later, all the water was out of her bowels; she

wondered if they would be filled with cold water, like her bladder

had been. Tonya's bladder felt very uncomfortable, being filled and

inflated with nearly ice-cold water! It hadn't started yet, and she

waited, impatiently; every second started feeling like an hour, with

the fear of being filled up by an almost-freezing enema!



        The Doctor watched silently. Tonya's helplessly bound body was

shivering with fear, and her eyes were wet with tears; he knew that

she was ready...



        "Tonya," he said, "You must now accept the fact that you've

reached your breaking point; this is the most crucial stage of your

therapy. Your helplessness is total; I can see that you're scared as

to whether or not I'm going to fill you up with cold water. I'll

make it easy for you; I AM going to do it, because you have to cross

over the line. After this, we start building you back up again. Now,

I'll start the water flowing..."



        Tonya tensed up as the Doctor started the pump; in a moment,

she screamed through the gag as the ice-cold water started to fill

her up! She struggled against the restraints as her bowels filled,

powerless to prevent the freezing intrusion! Her eyes were closed

tightly with pain and fear; she couldn't see her belly distending

from the water inside!



        The water flowed for an eternity; Tonya felt like her belly

would burst at any moment! Then, suddenly, it stopped! The Doctor

removed her gag, and she groaned in pain!



        "Now, Tonya," he said, with total authority, "You must confess

to me that you are totally helpless. Tell me..."



        "I... I...", Tonya started, hesitating between her sobs, "I...

I'm... heh... heh..."



        "Say it, Tonya!"



        "Heh... heh... heh..." The remnants of Tonya's ego were trying

to exert one last shred of control over the situation...



        "Keep going, Tonya..."



        "Heh... hel... hel... hel... hel...p... hel...p... help...

help... me... help... me... help me..."



        "SAY IT, TONYA!!!"



        "Help... l... l... leh... leh... less... help... less..."



        "WHAT ARE YOU, TONYA?"



        "Help... lesss..." Tonya was now sobbing openly...



        "SAY IT AGAIN, TONYA!!!"



        "Help... lessss... help...lessss... help..lessss...", she

sobbed, the few remaining fragments of her ego giving way to the

inevitable...



        "HOW HELPLESS, TONYA?"



        "All... all... the... way..."



        "ARE YOU TOTALLY HELPLESS, TONYA?"



        "Yesss... I... I... am..."



        "TELL ME THAT YOU'RE TOTALLY HELPLESS, TONYA!!!"



        "I... I... I'm... to... tot... to...tal... total... totally...

help...lessss..."



        "SAY IT AGAIN, TONYA!!!"



        "I'm... totally... help...lessss..."



        "AGAIN!!!"



        "I'm... totally... help..lessss..."



        "SAY IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT, TONYA!!!"



        "I'm totally... helpless...", Tonya sobbed, straining to put

her heart into it, "I'm totally helpless..."



        "I DON'T BELIEVE YOU, TONYA!!!"



        The helplessly bound Harding lay silent for a moment, trying

to find the energy to convince her captor of what she was saying.

She was weak, but she had to...



        "I... I... I'M TOTALLY HELPLESS, DAMMIT!!!" Tonya screamed, as

she broke into a loud wail, finally realizing the true depth of her

situation! She screamed, wailed and sobbed uncontrollably, knowing

that she'd been reduced to nothing!



        At that point, the Doctor pressed the button, and the pump

started up again, emptying Tonya's bowels and bladder; she didn't

notice it through her pain. He leaned over and whispered in her ear.



        "Let the pump suck it all out of your system, Tonya..."



        As Tonya continued her unearthly wailing, the Doctor noticed

that the door was ajar, went over, and found Nancy intently watching

Tonya's agony. He went into the hall with Nancy.



        "Enjoying yourself, Nancy?"



        "I never thought I'd see Tonya like THAT, Doctor... I mean,

you told me what you were going to do, but I just didn't realize it

would be that... that..."



        "Intense?"



        "Yeah..."



        "It DOES tend to be a little bit... messy... at times..."



        "What are you going to do next?"



        I'll let her cry for as long as she needs to; she's at a point

of catharsis right now, and she needs to get everything out so we

can go on.", he explained.



        He walked back into the room; looking at Tonya, still wailing,

still sobbing, he felt a twinge of guilt, but knew she'd be better

for having gone through everything. The pump turned off, having

emptied her completely. He pressed one of the buttons, and the tubes

started to withdraw from her bowels and bladder; the small urethral

tube came out quickly, but several seconds passed before the end of

the colonic tube finally came out. He pressed another button, and

the 'fingers' released her labia, followed by the 'hands' releasing

her buttocks. The Doctor moved the machine out of the way, then took

the monitor and video camera away, leaving Tonya strapped into the

chair, sobbing and wailing, oblivious to anything around her...



Chapter 14



        Tonya felt something warm flowing against her body; she tried to

look around, but her head wouldn't move. Neither would her arms,

legs, or any other part of her body, she soon realized.



        "You're in a whirlpool bath, Tonya," the Doctor said, "It's to

help you relax after your feeding. It tends to be kind of..." a grin

started to appear on his face, "...stressful...".



        "How... how'd I get... here...?"



        "I took you out of the chair after you exhausted yourself," he

explained, "After about an hour, you'd cried yourself to sleep. How

do you feel now?"



        Tonya had to think about it for a while; after all the torment

she'd been through, she thought she'd be miserable, but...



        "I feel... okay, I guess..."



        "More relaxed? Feeling better about yourself?"



        "Mmmmmm...", Tonya thought for a moment, "Yeah, I do..."



        "A lot less of the hurt that you were feeling?"



        Tonya had to think about it for a while. She thought about the

pain from her parents, Jeff, the Olympics, Nancy; she could barely

feel any of it now.



        "Yeah! It's like it's hardly there anymore..."



        "Excellent!", the Doctor replied, "That was exactly what was

supposed to happen! You see, what I did was force you into a state

of catharsis; I drove you to your breaking point, then I let you cry

until you got everything out of your system."



        "So does that mean we're... done?", Tonya asked, hopefully.



        "Oh, by no means," the Doctor responded, "But we're over the

biggest hurdle now, so it'll be easier from now on..."



        "So what happens next?", she asked.



        "Well, you'll go into training;" he explained, "Nancy will be

your trainer. She'll work with you to build up your self-esteem, and

help you get your life going again."



        "NANCY???", Tonya responded, shocked, "Why would SHE help ME?"



        The Doctor pressed a button, the whirlpool shut off, and the

water started draining. When the water had drained sufficiently to

allow him to reach in, he unfastened Tonya's wrist restraints, then

her forehead, waist, and finally ankle restraints, and she was free!

He helped her out of the bath, and handed her a towel; as she dried

herself off, he spoke.



        "I think I'll just let you find that out for yourself, Tonya;

when you get dried off, I'll take you in for your first session with

her..."



        Soon, Tonya was done drying herself; the Doctor motioned her to

follow him, and he led her out of the room. They walked down the

hall, and came to a closed door. He opened it, and they walked in.



        There was no chair in the middle of this room, and Tonya felt a

flush of relief. She looked around, and saw several items sitting on

a table, but nothing that she felt any inordinate sense of fear

about...



        Yet.



        "Tonya, face away from the door, kneel down, with your knees

spread apart, and your hands behind your head," the Doctor ordered,

as he left the room, "Then wait, and don't move!" The door closed.



        Tonya did as she was ordered; she started to worry about the

"training" that Nancy would put her through. As she waited, the fear

grew inside her; 'What is Nancy going to do to me?' she wondered.



        In the next room, unbeknownst to Tonya, the Doctor and Nancy

were monitoring her intently; Nancy turned to him.



        "Should I go in now?"



        "No," he replied, "The longer she has to wait, the more scared

she'll get about what's going to happen to her; she'll be much more

cooperative that way. You're not in any big hurry, are you?"



        "Oh, no," Nancy responded, "I was just wondering why you were

waiting so long, that's all. I guess it makes sense..."



        On the TV monitor, they could see Tonya starting to fidget; she

was getting very restless as she tried to maintain her position of

obedience. She flexed her leg muscles as best she could without

losing her increasingly uncomfortable pose, but the expression on

her face told of her discomfort. The two watched and waited for a

couple more minutes, then the Doctor turned to Nancy, smiling.



        "It's time..."



Chapter 15



        Tonya was now very sore from holding her position so long; she

wanted desperately to flex her body, but she didn't dare, guessing

that she was being watched. Her entire body was starting to feel

like a ball of fire, but she couldn't let herself move! Her eyes

started to fill with tears from the pain; just as she thought she

couldn't hold on anymore, the door opened!



        She turned to see Nancy enter, once again dressed in the black

leather outfit she was wearing when she cut off Tonya's clothes with

the skate blade! Nancy was brandishing a riding crop; she quickly

walked over to Tonya and gave her butt a sharp WHACK with it!



        "OUCH!!"



        "Did I say you could turn around, SLAVE???"



        "Please don't hurt me, Nancy!!"



        WHACK!!



        "OOOOOWWWWWWWWWW!!!!"



        "Answer my question, SLAVE! Did I say you could turn around?"



        "No, you didn't!"



        "What was that?"



        "I said 'No, you didn't!', Nancy!"



        WHACK!!



        "You will NOT address me as 'Nancy', SLAVE! From now on, you

will respectfully address me as 'Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice'! Is

that CLEAR, SLAVE???"



        "I'm sorry, Nancy!!"



        WHACK!!!



        "What did I just TELL you, SLAVE???"



        "You said to call you 'Mistress Nancy, Ice Goddess'"



        WHACK!!!



        "You weren't listening very carefully, SLAVE!! I said that you

will RESPECTFULLY address me as 'Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice'! Is

there ANYTHING about it that you DON'T understand now?"



        "Yes, Nancy... Mistress Nancy... Goddess of Ice..."



        "That's better...", Nancy said, standing back and smiling.



        "Please... please don't whip me anymore, Na... Mistress Nancy,

Goddess of Ice..."



        "Why shouldn't I, SLAVE???"



        "I... I've... changed... since I got here... I... I'm sorry for

everything that happened... Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice..."



        "Prove it to me, SLAVE Tonya!"



        "How... how do you want me to... prove it... Mistress Nancy,

Goddess of Ice?"



        "To start with, take my right boot off, SLAVE Tonya..."



        The leather boots that Nancy wore were shiny black, coming up to

the middle of her thighs; a zipper in back would release their hold

on the sleek legs.



        "Yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice..."



        Still kneeling down, Tonya reached around, starting to pull the

zipper down, but Nancy stopped her.



        "SLAVE Tonya, you have NOT shown my boots the proper respect!

You must kiss and lick them with love and respect BEFORE you take

them off!!!"



        "How do you want me to do that?", Tonya said, quickly adding the

necessary "Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice".



        "SLAVE Tonya, kneel before me and start by kissing the toe of my

boot, then lick it all the way up to my thigh!"



        "Yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice..."



        Tonya knelt down, holding Nancy's boot with her hand, leaned

forward, and kissed the toe; she stuck her tongue out, not quite

sure what kind of taste to expect, and started licking it. The taste

of the leather was strange to her; it tasted fairly similar to the

way it smelled, so she didn't find it objectionable. Her tongue made

a trail up Nancy's boot, and she raised her head as she got farther

up Nancy's leg. Nancy looked down and smiled.



        "I'll accept that, SLAVE Tonya! Now, you may remove my boot, but

SLOWLY..."



        "Yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice..."



        Tonya once again reached around, this time taking the zipper in

hand, and slowly pulling it down. Down, down Nancy's leg it went,

with a gentle sound coming from the zipper itself. When the zipper

was down to Nancy's ankle, Tonya lifted her leg, and pulled the boot

off; Nancy's foot was now bare in her hands...



        "SLAVE Tonya, in order to get MY forgiveness, you must first get

my KNEE'S forgiveness!"



        "How do I do that, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice?"



        "You must kiss and worship my knee, SLAVE Tonya!"



        "Y...yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice."



        If not for her present situation, Tonya would have probably

asked Nancy if her knee could talk; she dared not, though... She

took Nancy's knee in her hands, and gently kissed it, then looked up

at her Mistress.



        "Is that good enough, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice?"



        Nancy thought about it for a few moments; Tonya was doing ok,

but she needed a REALLY good payback for the pain she'd caused...



        "SLAVE Tonya, my knee will accept your worship, but says that

since you were responsible for the clubbing, you MUST freely allow

it to club YOU in return! Stand up, and close your eyes, with your

hands behind your head, and your legs spread apart, so that my knee

may properly punish you!"



        Tonya stood as ordered; Nancy put her hands firmly on Tonya's

shoulders. Nancy waited a few moments, then brought her knee up to

hit Tonya's pussy! Tonya was anticipating it, though, and brought

her legs together to deflect the blow! Nancy slapped her across the

face, furious!!!



        "SLAVE TONYA!!! Didn't I tell you that you had to FREELY allow

my knee to club you???"



        "Yes... yes you did, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice..."



        "Then WHY didn't you, SLAVE???"



        "I...I'm sorry... Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice..."



        "I'm going to do it AGAIN, and THIS time, I don't want you to

try and stop it AT ALL!!! Is that CLEAR????"



        "Yes, it is, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice..."



        "Now, I'll to count to 3, and when I do, my knee will club you;

is that understood? One..."



        Tonya started shaking in anticipation; she hadn't wanted to stop

Nancy, but her legs had closed in a reflex action. Now, it was all

she could do to keep her legs spread, knowing what was coming...



        "Two..."



        Tonya gulped; suddenly, Nancy's knee came crashing up into her

clit! Tonya was dazed for a moment, then felt a lightning bolt flash

through her nervous system! She screamed and fell to the ground, her

hands now covering her pussy!



        "Three!" Nancy sneered at the tormented ex-skater!



        "OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!", Tonya cried as she lay writhing on

the ground! She was getting short of breath, and her cries started

to come in short gasps!



        "Get up, SLAVE Tonya!!!"



        "OWWW! OWWW! OWWW! I... OWWW! can't!!!"



        "WHAT? Are you DISOBEYING an ORDER, SLAVE???"



        "NO!!! It just... OWWW... hurts... OWWW too much..."



        "You haven't SEEN 'HURTS' yet, SLAVE!!! Now GET UP!!!"



        As Tonya tried to stand, Nancy grabbed her arm, dragging her

over to the side of the room and cuffing her ankles, making her face

the wall! Nancy grabbed her wrists, pulling them behind her back,

and putting cuffs on them, too! Tonya was still crying as Nancy

attached a cable to the wrist cuffs; she screamed again as the cuffs

were pulled up, courtesy of Nancy and a winch in the ceiling!



        "Now, we'll demonstrate 'hurts', SLAVE Tonya!"



        Tonya was bent over, her arms being painfully pulled back by the

cable; Nancy pressed a button, and her legs were pulled apart,

exposing her anus. She picked up a foil wrapper, and held it up for

Tonya to see.



        "This is a ginger suppository, SLAVE Tonya; horse trainers use

them when their ponies don't behave! Soon, you'll see why they're so

effective..."



        Nancy unwrapped the suppository, placing it on her finger; she

put it right up to Tonya's helpless anus, and with one quick shove,

before she could clench her cheeks, it was in!



        "This will take a few moments to start working..."



        Tonya felt the suppository start to melt inside her; it was

warm, but then...



        "OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!! IT'S BURNING ME UP!!!!"



        Tonya's body looked like it was doing the Lambada, the Twitch,

and the Freddie all at the same time at she writhed in agony; her

restraints were the only thing keeping her from running around like

a headless chicken!



        "OOOOOOWWWWWWW!!! MAKE IT STOP!!! MAKE IT STOP!!! PLEEEEASE!!"



        Nancy just stood and smiled; she was in no hurry to relieve her

former rival's pain. 'A little pain is good for the soul', she

thought.



        "PLEASE!!! STOP IT!!! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!! I'LL DIE FROM

ALL THE PAIN!!! PLEASE!!! I'LL DO ANYTHING!!!"



        "Anything, SLAVE?", Nancy said, the essence of composure.



        "ANYTHING!!! PLEASE!!! MAKE IT STOP!!!"



        "SLAVE Tonya," Nancy intoned, slowly and carefully, "If I stop

your pain, you must agree to worship my body, and give me pleasure!"



        "I'LL DO IT!!! PLEASE JUST MAKE IT STOP!!!"



        "Do you worship me, Tonya?"



        "YES!!!"



        "WHAT are you supposed to say, SLAVE Tonya?"



        "I...OWWWW! I...WORSHIP YOU... OWWW!! MISTRESS NANCY... OWWW!!

GODDESS OF... OWWW!!! ICE... OWWWW!!!"



        "And you'll behave from now on, SLAVE Tonya?"



        "YES!!! I'LL BEHAVE!!!"



        "WHAT?"



        "I'll BEHAVE... OWWW!!! MISTRESS NANCY... OWWW!! GODDESS OF...

OWWW!!! ICE... OWWWW!!!"



        "Very well, then," Nancy said, her voice full with complete

assurance, "I'll stop your pain; I'm going to give you an enema that

will stop the ginger from burning."



        "PLEASE!!! GIVE IT TO ME!!!"



        "WHAT?"



        "PLEASE GIVE ME THE... OWWW! ENEMA... OWWW! MISTRESS NANCY...

OWWW!! GODDESS OF... OWWW!!! ICE... OWWWW!!!"



        Nancy picked up an enema bag, already filled, and hung it on a

hook in the wall; she inserted the nozzle into Tonya's burning anus,

but didn't release the clamp.



        "You WILL behave from now on, WON'T you, SLAVE Tonya?"



        "YES!!! YES I WILL! PLEASE GIVE ME THE ENEMA... OWWW! MISTRESS

NANCY... OWWW!! GODDESS OF... OWWW!!! ICE... OWWWW!!!"



        With that, Nancy released the clamp; the water flowed, filled

with ingredients to counteract the burning from the ginger. It took

a few moments to start taking effect, but Tonya soon felt relief

from the burning that was inflaming her rectum. Her screams soon

died down to whimpers as the pain subsided.



        Once Nancy removed the nozzle, the water didn't stay inside

Tonya for long, though; Nancy had prepared for the inevitable by

putting a basin underneath Tonya's butt.



        When Tonya was relatively calm, Nancy pushed the button, and the

cable holding Tonya's arms up slowly released; she was surprised

that the captive Harding hadn't pulled her arms out of their sockets

with her agonized writhing!



        Nancy released the wrist cuffs, then knelt down to release the

ankle cuffs; Tonya was unsteady, so Nancy held her. Tonya started to

cry, burying her head in Nancy's shoulder.



        "Please... please don't hurt me anymore..."



        Nancy hugged Tonya close, trying to comfort her; a thought ran

through her head that she would NEVER have imagined herself ever

doing anything to HELP Tonya, but imagining the pain she'd just been

through, she decided to make an exception. For the moment, anyway...





Chapter 16



        After Tonya calmed down, Nancy pulled her boot back on, then put

her arm around the still-shaking ex-skater, guiding her out into the

hall. They walked, Tonya's legs wobbly from her ordeal, to a room

with a bed in it. Nancy motioned to it.



        "Sit."



        Tonya sat; the bed was nice and soft, and she waited quietly for

Nancy to explain what would happen next...



        "I told you I'd stop the pain if you gave me pleasure, Tonya;

now, you get to do it. Undress me, so that you can worship my body."



        "Okay..."



        "SLAVE Tonya...?"



        "Okay... Yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice", Tonya replied.



        "That's better."



        Tonya proceeded to remove Nancy's leather boots, slowly and

lovingly. When each boot was off, Tonya gently caressed the now-bare

leg, giving Nancy sensations of both power and arousal.



        "Now, the gloves..."



        Nancy was wearing soft, supple kid leather gloves; they felt

soft, almost fragile to Tonya's fingers as she slid them off.

Nancy's arms were soft, and slightly moist from perspiring while she

gave Tonya the ginger suppository; Tonya ran her fingers up and down

Nancy's forearms, then nuzzled each one with her cheeks. She looked

up at Nancy.



        "My top now..."



        Nancy's top was a leather bustier, black and shiny; Tonya

reached around Nancy's back, loosening it and gently removing it

from the silver medalist's body. Nancy's breasts stood proudly, with

a glow from the moistness her activity had produced; Tonya reached

up, caressing each breast, then rubbing them against her cheeks. The

nipples started getting hard, and she looked up at Nancy, a pleading

look in her eyes, begging to worship the Kerrigan breasts...



        "Not yet, my slave," Nancy said, tenderly, "You must prove that

you're worthy of my breasts; take off the bottoms now."



        The subservient Harding slid her Mistress's leather panties down

her sleek, muscular legs. She yearned to bury her face in Nancy's

musky mound of Venus, and again looked up...



        "You want to lick my pussy, don't you, my slave?"



        "Yes, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice", Tonya replied, nodding

her agreement.



        "You'll have to wait, my pet; again, you must prove yourself

worthy of my pussy, as well as my breasts..."



        "Where should I start, Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice?"



        "Kiss me to show your love for your Mistress, my pet."



        Tonya stood up, looking straight into Nancy's eyes; the look of

submission was unmistakable. She slowly put her hands on Nancy's

cheeks, gently pulling her face close. Their lips met, tentatively,

then Tonya pulled back, looking, silently pleading for approval. A

smile crossed Nancy's lips, and Tonya held her close, passionately

French-kissing her captor, who returned her own tongue into Tonya's

hot mouth!



        Both women felt the sexual heat build inside them! They kissed

in what seemed an eternal embrace, then Tonya slowly withdrew, her

face glowing, and knelt down.



        "You may start by worshipping my feet, pet."



        Tonya gently guided Nancy's body onto the bed, laying her down

with a gentle caress on her shoulder. She ran her fingers down the

silver medalist's smooth body, slowly, gently caressing her supple

skin. Nancy let out a soft purr as her former rival's fingertips

gave her sensations of pleasure, and she thought to herself that

training Tonya wasn't so bad of a task after all...



        Tonya's hands moved down Nancy's sleek, muscular legs, down to

her feet. She took Nancy's right foot, and tenderly kissed it, then

gently started sucking her toes; the mixture of fresh perspiration

and the scent of the leather boots gave Tonya a rush that she hadn't

expected! Tenderly, she sucked each toe, then licked the soles of

her Mistress's feet. Her tongue traveled up the sleek legs, and back

down again; long, gentle strokes, each leaving a shining trail

behind it.



        Tonya's tongue flirted with the edges of Nancy's pussy bush, but

she remembered that she would have to wait for the proper time to

give her the ultimate pleasure. She detoured her tongue around the

neatly-trimmed muff, making her way up Nancy's torso, with long,

smooth strokes that elicited increasingly ecstatic moans of pleasure

from Kerrigan.



        The Harding tongue circled around Nancy's breasts, taking care

not to touch the breast itself; Tonya was now longing to take the

nipples in her hot mouth, to suck, lick, and worship them, oblivious

to the fact that her submission was complete...



        Tonya licked Nancy's armpits, causing even louder moans of

passion; Nancy was breathing very heavily, and her body glistened

with the wetness of Tonya's worshipping tongue-bath! The submissive

tongue made trails up Nancy's right arm, past the elbow, forearm,

and the slender wrist; each finger was taken into Tonya's mouth and

gently sucked, then slowly withdrawn. After every finger had been

worshipped by the now-tamed Tonya, she made her way over to Nancy's

left arm, repeating her submissive ritual, culminating in the finger

sucking that drew highly aroused moans from Kerrigan.



        Nancy gently rolled over, which was Tonya's cue to start the

process all over again, this time on Nancy's back. Tonya started on

her Mistress's feet again, licking up her legs, up to her butt; she

looked up at Nancy, who nodded a silent no, so she bypassed Nancy's

ass and moved up her back, again slowly and luxuriously wetting the

entire area, then moving up both arms, again sucking the fingers.



        "Now you may lick my butt, pet..."



        Tonya eagerly nuzzled Nancy's ass, kissing and caressing the

soft, round cheeks. Her tongue made a foray across the Kerrigan

keister, covering every square inch; Nancy turned her head, looking

at her slave.



        "In between, my pet..."



        Tonya obeyed, gently spreading Nancy's butt cheeks apart, and

running her tongue in between them, being careful to avoid her anus.



        "Lick it..."



        "What?"



        "Lick my anus, pet..."



        Tonya did what she was told, licking Nancy's asshole, but not

penetrating inside. Nancy was still moaning when she addressed Tonya

again.



        "Put your tongue inside, my pet..."



        "Do... Do I have to?"



        "Put it IN, SLAVE!", Nancy ordered.



        Tonya meekly obeyed, letting her tongue start sliding into

Nancy's anus; a loud moan convinced Tonya that she was pleasing her

Mistress, so she continued. She had expected a bad taste, but this

wasn't bad at all; she quickly lost her inhibitions and gave Nancy's

ass the full tongue treatment!



        When Tonya finally withdrew, Nancy rolled over on her back.



        "You may now worship my breasts, pet..."



        Tonya practically jumped at the proffered breasts, licking and

sucking them wildly; soon, they were covered with the moistness of

Tonya's tongue. Tonya took each nipple in her mouth, sucking like a

starving baby, making Nancy gasp in ecstasy!



        "You may... (gasp) worship my... (gasp) pussy..."



        Tonya made a beeline for the treasured twat, and her tongue was

immediately hard at work, giving Nancy's lithe body spasms of

pleasure! Tonya stuck her tongue deep inside, licking and sucking

the viscous pussy juice from her honeypot; her mouth seemed to be

practically glued to Nancy's flooding pudendum, and it didn't take

long for the silver medalist to explode in orgasmic frenzy, yelling

at the top of her lungs! Nancy was in a world of orgasmic ecstasy,

totally oblivious to anything except her own coming!



        Nancy came for what seemed like hours, then flopped down, her

energy totally spent. Tonya embraced her, giving her a deep French

kiss, holding their bodes close, both exhausted. After a couple of

minutes, Nancy looked at Tonya.



        "Thank you, my pet; time to go back to your room, now..."



        "Do I get to have an orgasm? Mistress Nancy, Goddess of Ice?",

Tonya quickly added.



        "Maybe later...", Nancy said, rising from the bed and pulling

Tonya up with her.



        They walked out of the room and down the hall to the elevator;

they entered, pressed the "down" button, and slowly descended into

the basement. They walked into the bedroom, and Nancy motioned to

the bed; Tonya laid down, spread-eagled herself, and Nancy bound her

wrists and ankles to the bed frame. She walked out of the room, and

came back a few moments later with a vibrator, which she turned on

and placed on the bed, between Tonya's legs but not touching them.



        Tonya was horny as hell, and she wanted nothing more than to

have the buzzing vibrator rammed up her hot, juicy pussy! She tried

to bring her legs closer together, but couldn't; the vibrator stayed

just out of reach, like the grapes of Tantalus, and Tonya started

crying again...



        "Good night, my slave...", Nancy said, as she turned off the

light and walked out of the room.



Chapter 17



        Tonya walked, naked, through a dark forest; the trees were too

thick for her to see anything above, but she knew it was the middle

of the night. Somehow, she was able to make her way through, but she

had no idea where she was going, or where she'd come from; she also

had the distinct feeling she was being watched...



        She knew she needed to find something here in the forest, but

what? Aside from the way out, she didn't have a clue what she was

looking for, so she didn't know how she'd be able to find it.



        Tonya froze; something cold had brushed up against her foot! She

gasped as she realized that a snake was slithering across her foot,

slowly starting to move up her leg! Instantly, her skin was covered

with goose bumps, and Tonya stood helplessly, hoping that the snake

would crawl somewhere, anywhere else...



        "Are you ssssssscared of me, Tonya?", the snake asked, in a

hissing voice that caused Tonya to jerk in astonishment.



        "You... you can TALK!!!"



        "Yessssss, Tonya," the snake hissed, "It becomes... necessary,

sometimes..."



        "Where am I? And who are YOU?"



        "You're in the foressssssst, Tonya," the snake hissed again, as

it slithered up her body, looking her straight in the eye, "And

asssssss for me, I'm just a sssssssnake..."



        "Why are YOU here? And why am I here?"



        "How exssssisssstential, Tonya! Sssssso many quesssstionsssss,

my sssssssweet!", it continued, hissing, "And I sssssupposssse that

you want ME to anssssswer thosssse quesssstionsssss for you, issss

that right?"



        "Yeah..."



        "What sssshall you offer me for my ssssservisssessss?"



        "I...", Tonya hesitated, "I don't really... have anything that I

can give you... I... I'm sorry..."



        "I'm sssso ssssorry, too, my ssssweet," the snake replied,

sadly, "But it sssseemmssss that you sssshall wander aimlessssssssly

through the foresssst, ssssanssss my assssisssstansssse..."



        The serpent slithered off Tonya's body, slowly slinking away as

Tonya fell to her knees, pleading.



        "NO!" Tonya begged, "Please don't leave me here alone!"



        "Very well, my ssssweet," it hissed, with a sense of victory,

"Ssssimply sssstep between thosssse two treessss, and I sssshall

reconssssider..."



        Tonya stepped in between two trees which stood about 3 feet away

from each other, looking at the snake, quizzically.



        "Now, plassssse your feet on the rootssss of the treessss, and

plasssse the palmssss of your handssss assss high up on the trunksss

of the treessss assss you can..."



        Tonya spread her legs apart, placing one on each tree's roots,

then she reached up as high as she could, and placed her hands on

the trunks, palms down. The moment she was finished, she felt her

hands and feet being grabbed! She tried to pull away, but the trees

had suddenly grown to cover the girl's extremities; she was totally

immobilized!



        Helpless!



        "LET ME GO!!!!" Tonya yelled!



        "Don't ssssell yoursssself sssshort, my sssweet," her hissing

companion retorted, "There isss but ONE thing you might ssshare with

me, and you sssshall do sssso..."



        "Ohmigod, NO!!" Tonya screamed, realizing what the slimy snake

was planning for her, "PLEASE DON'T HURT ME!!!"



        The slithering serpent spiraled around Tonya's left leg as she

tried in vain to shake it off; her bondage permitted her too little

movement to do any good! Slowly, it made its way up her body, giving

her a piercing glare, then clamping its mouth to hers, and giving

her an open-mouthed kiss, letting its tongue flick against the back

of her throat! It pulled back, and Tonya looked at it, white with

fear!



        "I sssshall not harm you, my ssssweet," the snake spoke, "Your

body sssshall ssssimply be the ssssource of my pleassssure...."



        Tears came to Tonya's eyes as the snake's tiny forked tongue

started to lick her face; the flickering tongue didn't feel too bad,

but the awareness of what lay in store for her filled the ex-skater

with horror! She was totally helpless, and about to be raped by a

snake!



        The serpentine body writhed and slithered its way down Tonya's

body, leaving wet trails of snake slime in its wake; the flickering

tongue darted out frequently, leaving no part of her body untouched!

She felt the tongue on her arms, her torso, her legs, her back, and

then, her breasts!



        The snake clamped its mouth on Tonya's left nipple, but didn't

sink its fangs in; it merely started sucking and flicking its tongue

against the captive nipple. Tonya started feeling horny, in spite of

her revulsion; a soft moan escaped, not un-noticed by the snake, who

said nothing...



        The snake repeated its ministrations on the right nipple; its

captive moaned increasingly loudly! Each flick of the forked tongue

sent a shiver through Tonya, who felt herself getting wet; the scent

of her pussy wafted up to the snake's nose, exciting its sense of

smell... Soon, she would be ready for the snake's coup de grace...



        "Now, my ssssweet," the snake hissed, pulling his mouth from

Tonya's nipple, "It isss time for me to ssssatiate your ssssucculent

sssslit of a pussssy..."



        The snake moved its head lower, slithering toward the ultimate

goal; the forked tongue flickered along Tonya's mons veneris, slowly

making its way, taking its time. Her labia were already spread apart

because of her legs being bound, so the snake had no obstacle to its

prize; now, it wrapped itself around her waist...



        The forked tongue flicked at Tonya's clit, each lick giving a

spasm of pleasure; it penetrated inside Tonya's clit-hood, causing

Harding to harden, engorging the erectile tissue with the helpless

girl's lifeblood! Tonya was moaning and gasping loudly; she couldn't

believe how totally horny she was getting!



        Tonya's pussy was dripping hot juice from the extreme arousal!

The snake moved its head closer, flicking its tongue in her pussy to

taste the sweet wetness, then looked up to her, and spoke...



        "Are you ssssuffissssiently sssslippery for me to sssstart, my

ssssweet?", it said, poised to make the grand thrust into Tonya's

hot nether regions....



        Tonya couldn't answer; she was moaning too much to be aware of

what the snake was saying to her! Her breath was coming in short

puffs, gasping as she awaited the snake's penetration!



        The snake thrust its head into Tonya's torrid twat, making her

emit a long moan! She was lost in a haze of extreme ecstasy, unable

to resist even if she hadn't been bound hand and foot by the tree!

The snake thrust its head in and pulled out with much more control

than any cock that had ever been inside her, and the sensations were

much stronger as a result! She writhed in her ecstasy, hips gyrating

wildly, as her head flailed back and forth!



        The snake positioned its tail to catch some of the flow of hot

juice from Tonya's honeypot; when it was wet enough, it moved back,

making a quick thrust into her anus! As its head impaled her pussy,

its tail was doing the same to her asshole! For a while, the two

moved in and out together, then they started alternating between

thrusting and pulling, and back again. The tail made its way deep

inside Tonya's bowels, feeling the writhing of the helpless girl's

body as it slithered along!



        It didn't take long for Tonya to reach an explosive orgasm! Her

body shook uncontrollably as she screamed out, lasting for close to

a minute! The snake kept right on fucking, though, and she didn't

have a chance to relax before the next wave of orgasm swept over her

like a tidal wave! Three, four, five times she came, convulsing with

increasing force, unstoppable, each one more intense than the last,

and she showed no sign of quitting anytime soon! Orgasm after orgasm

possessed the helpless body, with Tonya's mind too deep in oblivion

to even be aware of what was happening to her!



        Finally, after 17 explosive orgasms, Tonya's helpless body was

unable to take any more, and she fainted dead away, her head slumped

into her chest, and her arms and legs limp. The snake withdrew from

her pussy and ass, unwrapped itself from her waist, and slithered

down her leg, back onto the ground, where it waited for her to wake

up from her involuntary slumber.



        Several minutes later, Tonya stirred; still groggy from the

force of the orgasms, she slowly regained her lucidity, looking down

and seeing her reptilian lover, who slowly slithered up her body

again, until it looked her straight in the eye. The snake kissed her

solidly on the mouth, then pulled away and spoke to her...



        "And now, my ssssweet, I have but one ssssmall part of my true

missssion left to perform..."



        The snake moved its head down to Tonya's chest, and started to

bite her tits! The sharp fangs sank deep into her breasts, time and

time again, before she could scream out in pain! She felt the fangs

injecting her with their poison; she screamed as loud as she could!



        Suddenly, she woke up, and she was tied to the bed in the

Doctor's basement! He was standing over her, holding a hypodermic

needle that he'd stuck into her breast, with Nancy standing beside

him, watching!



        "It's part of the therapy, Tonya...", the Doctor said.



Chapter 18



        "In order to help your self-image," the Doctor explained, "I'm

going to do a little bit of 'body sculpting'; your breasts are kind

of small, so I'm giving you hormone injections to build them up.

Sorry I didn't wake you up beforehand, but I was hoping I could do

it as quickly as possible..."



        Tonya was short of breath; she grasped for words.



        "No... No, I... I... I thought... you were... a... a snake..."



        "Personal opinion, Tonya?", the Doctor replied, grinning.



        "Oh, no, no, no, no, no," Tonya responded, "I was dreaming... I

had a dream about... about a... a snake..."



        "And what happened in the dream?"



        "The snake... tricked me... tied me to a tree... and... and...

raped me... then... it started biting my boobs... then I woke up..."



        "...and I was giving you the injection... OK, I guess I can't

really blame you for screaming, then...", the Doctor said, smiling.



        "So why did I have the dream? Was it because you gave me the

shot, or what?", Tonya asked, still confused.



        "Snakes are very powerful images in dreams, Tonya," the Doctor

explained, "I think this one meant that you're realizing that you're

going through a change in your life."



        "Is it a bad change? I mean... with the snake raping me and all

that stuff?"



        "No, it's more like a... transformation, "he said, finding the

right word after a moment's hesitation, "It's a good sign, Tonya."



        Tonya smiled, her breasts still stinging from the shots. The

Doctor started releasing her bonds, and soon, she was free. He

helped her get up from the bed.



        "Today's therapy is to help you learn more control in extreme

situations," he told her, "I'll tell you right now, it's going to be

kind of stressful while it's going on..."



        Tonya said nothing as the Doctor gently put his hand on her

shoulder, giving her a gentle nudge. They walked over to the door,

opened it, and walked down the hall, this time to a different room,

one that was equipped somewhat differently than the previous ones.



        In the center of the room, as usual, was a chair, with all the

restraints of the now-familiar chairs in the other therapy rooms;

this one, however, was arranged differently. The Doctor pointed to

the chair, and Tonya climbed in.



        The restraints were quickly fastened around Tonya's body, with

her feet being saved for last. Her ankles were strapped to stirrups,

but instead of holding her heels, clamps held the balls of her feet

at the sides, and small caps covered the ends of her toes; the soles

of her feet were totally exposed.



        Nancy walked in, causing Tonya to tense up; Nancy smiled and

held up a feather, waving it in Tonya's face. Tonya started shaking,

realizing what Nancy was going to do with it!



        The Doctor pressed a button, and the chair tilted back; he took

a large syringe from a table behind the chair, filling it with

water. He held it in front of Tonya's eyes.



        "What Nancy is going to do, Tonya," he spoke, softly, "is fill

up both your bladder and bowels with water. Your job will be to hold

the water inside at all times, regardless of what's happening to

you."



        He set the syringe down, and filled an even larger one, to be

used for the enema; he connected a tube to it, connected the other

end of the tube to a faucet, and handed it over to Nancy. He nodded,

and she positioned the enema nozzle at Tonya's anus; a quick shove,

and it was in. Nancy slowly pushed the plunger in, and Tonya moaned,

feeling the water coursing through her bowels. Nancy kept pushing

until the plunger was all the way down, then she started pulling it

back out. It didn't take her long, but Tonya was surprised when she

felt MORE water going into her!



        "It's set with a one-way valve, Tonya," the Doctor explained,

"once the water is plunged out, the valve closes and draws water in

through the tube. Nancy can keep filling you up without having to

pull the nozzle out of your anus."



        As Nancy continued filling Tonya's intestines, the Doctor took

the smaller syringe and inserted it into her pee-hole. The syringe

was large enough to hold sufficient water to fill her bladder to the

bursting point, or so it seemed. He pressed down on the plunger, and

Tonya felt her bladder expand; she wanted to pee. After a minute or

so, he pressed her mons veneris, gauging the fullness of her bladder

to determine how much more it could hold; one more small press of

the plunger, and he was done.



        "One more little point," he continued, "this isn't ordinary

water in your bladder; it's called fire water, and releasing it will

be VERY painful for you..."



        About this point, Nancy looked at the Doctor; he pressed the

captive ex-skater's abdomen, turned to Nancy, telling her not to

stop just yet. Finally, Tonya was as full as she was going to get.



        "Now, Tonya," he said, "you're not to let ANY of the water out

until you're done; if you do, we'll start all over. Nancy will work

on your feet for 5 minutes; if you can hold the water until she's

done, you won't have to go through any more. Lose any, and we keep

doing it until you get it right. Understood?"



        "Y-y-y-y-yes...", Tonya stammered, shivering.



        Nancy walked around to Tonya's helpless feet; she examined the

immobilized feet for a moment, then held up the feather. Tonya's

eyes widened in horror! Nancy looked over at the Doctor, who nodded

back to her.



        "You may start...", he paused for a couple of seconds, "NOW!"



        Nancy lightly touched the sole of Tonya's right foot with the

feather; the helpless Harding gritted her teeth, trying to hold back

a whine as the sensations began! The feather travelled lightly up

and down the captive sole, and Tonya started giggling, still trying

to grit her teeth! She clenched her PC muscle as tightly as she

could, but feared that she'd never be able to hold all the water for

the entire 5 minutes!



        Nancy increased the pressure, and Tonya's giggling got louder;

her teeth were still clenched tight, but she felt her control start

to fade! Nancy started tracing a line down the center of Tonya's

foot, and got a laugh in response, still tight-jawed, but soon...



        Tonya was sweating and shaking; she felt herself weakening, and

wondered how long she could hold on...



        "One minute...", the Doctor's voice intoned.



        Nancy nodded back to the Doctor; she was in no hurry, wanting to

keep Tonya's agony fairly mild.



        At first.



        'After all,' Nancy mused to herself, 'why let her lose it now,

when I've got all this time left?'



        Tonya felt the water in her bladder and bowels straining for

release, but knew she had to hold it all in! The harder she tried

not to laugh, the more difficult it became to keep from laughing!

Her jaw was starting to spread a little bit as she laughed, but she

tried to keep it clenched; her efforts were quickly becoming doomed

to failure, though...



        "Two minutes...", the Doctor spoke.



        'Two minutes?' Tonya thought, 'All this and it's only been 2

minutes?'



        Nancy kept the pressure on Tonya's sole fairly light; not quite

enough to send her into excruciating agony, but enough so that her

control would be seriously weakened in short order. A little bit

more time would have to elapse before things got really interesting

for the captive ex-skater...



        "Hee-hee-hee!" Tonya started laughing, her jaws opening, now

almost beyond her control! She knew she'd have to concentrate on

keeping her PC muscle clenched, but now that she'd lost control of

her jaws, she wondered how long she'd be able to keep her bowels and

bladder under control!



        "Three minutes...", The Doctor announced, impassionately.



        "Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!" Tonya wanted to beg Nancy to stop tickling

her, but she didn't dare, for fear of losing her concentration! If

only Nancy would stop for a second or two...



        Nancy, of course, wasn't about to stop. She'd planned it all

out; keep the torment mild until she was almost done, then...



        "Four minutes...", The Doctor's voice intoned.



        Tonya tensed up so tightly her body was shaking against the

bonds! Her muscle control was almost gone, yet she held on for dear

life against the excruciating combination of fullness and tickling

that was driving her into agony!



        "Thirty seconds..." Could Tonya hold out?



        "Twenty seconds..."



        Nancy took it as her cue; she took a second feather, placing it

in between Tonya's big and second toes, and started moving it back

and forth as she kept tickling her sole!



        "NNNNGGGGHHHH-hhhhnnnngggghhhh-hhhhnnnngggghhhh!!!!" Tonya's

eyes were clamped shut and her teeth gritted, her body sweating and

straining in a last-ditch attempt to protect herself!



        "Fifteen seconds..."



        Tonya could take no more; she felt her bladder starting to

release, when a lightning bolt hit between her legs!



        "AAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" The fire water had

done its job, burning as it came shooting out of Tonya's pee-hole!

Her tormented body now writhed uncontrollably in untold agony as her

bladder emptied itself, followed closely by her bowels releasing

their liquid load, spraying wildly as her body shook violently in

the restraints!



        Tonya kept screaming for over a minute, then broke down into

hysterical sobbing! Her body went limp with exhaustion, her energy

draining as fast as her bowels and bladder had. She kept sobbing,

gasping for air in between, tears running down her face, her body

now drenched with sweat from her ordeal as she relaxed against the

bonds.



        "Ohhhh, you JUST about made it, Tonya...", Nancy sneered, "I

thought for sure that you were going to make it! You remember that

you have to do this ALL OVER again because you lost it, don't you?"



        "Nooo...", Tonya looked up at Nancy, "Please... don't..."



        "I think we'll dispense with that, Nancy," the Doctor said,

observing the situation, "We need to let her rest for a little while

before we start the 24-hour treatment..."



        Tonya paid no attention to his remark; she was slipping into

unconsciousness...



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..."





Chapter 21



        The Doctor walked over to a cart filled with several pieces of

equipment, picking up a large enema syringe that looked like a giant

hypodermic needle, filled with a whitish material; he walked around,

showed it to Tonya, and continued on to the back of the test bench.

He nodded to Nancy, who took a dollop of lubricating jelly on her

finger and placed it on the helpless girl's exposed anus. Nancy's

finger slowly circled around Tonya's tightly clenched orifice as the

Doctor spoke.



        "What I'm going to do first," he said, "is to fill your rectum

with this cream; it'll have the effect of both cleaning you out, and

desensitizing your colon."



        Tonya noticed that she couldn't feel Nancy's finger circling her

anus as much as she had, and that she was having trouble keeping it

tensed up. She felt some pressure, and knew that her sphincter was

opening up to let the finger inside. Nancy moved her finger in and

out of the hole, slowly, and soon withdrew it.



        The Doctor took it as his cue to insert the nozzle in Tonya's

anus; it went in with very little resistance. He slowly pushed the

nozzle in as far as he could, then started pressing down on the

plunger, forcing the cream into her bowels. She felt her intestines

staring to fill up, and struggled in her bindings; she wasn't able

to move in the least, though, and settled down.



        The feeling of fullness soon dulled, though, and she realized

that the anesthetic in the cream was starting to take effect. The

plunger kept moving down, guided by her captor's steady hand. After

a couple of minutes, the syringe was empty, and he removed it; the

helplessly bound Harding could barely tell, though.



        The Doctor walked over to the cart again, this time picking up a

small tube and a clip of some kind, and continuing on, showing the

equipment to his captive, and returning to the restrained rump.



        "Since the cream will take some time to work fully, I'll save

the rectal tube insertion for last," he explained, "Now, I'm going

to connect the clitoral stimulator and urinary catheter."



        He gently parted Tonya's pussy lips, easing the catheter into

her urethra. The steady hand moved the device almost imperceptibly

as it slid into her bladder. She felt its presence as it penetrated

inside her, an unwelcome guest that she was helpless to expel...



        When the catheter was properly seated, the Doctor inflated it

partially, checking to make sure it would hold, then continued until

it was solidly locked in place. He then slid back her clitoral hood,

exposing her shiny pink clit, and connected the stimulator to it.



        "This is called a TENS unit, Tonya," he intoned, "It'll give you

tiny, pulsed electric shocks; not enough voltage to hurt, but it

provides VERY intense stimulation. The level can be varied from very

mild to extreme; you'll probably experience the entire spectrum", he

said, with a slight grin.



        "No...," Tonya started to whine, "Please don't..."



        The Doctor paid no overt notice; he went back over to the cart

again, this time picking up a speculum and a rather bulky-looking

spreader that looked like a piston-ring wrench. He showed them to

Tonya, whose eyes grew wide with fear, and went back around to the

bound girl's buttocks.



        "Please don't...," Tonya pleaded, "Pleeeease..."



        Again, her pleas were ignored; he spread her pussy lips apart,

gently inserting the speculum as she whined in dreaded anticipation

of her most private area being turned into a gaping maw! Slowly, it

slid into the fountain of the helpless ex-skater's femininity, the

captive female's cries betraying her agony...



        When the speculum was all the way in, the Doctor squeezed the

handles, slowly and firmly, causing Tonya to gasp deeply from the

sensation! Her fear made her feel like her body would be ripped

apart by the spreading speculum blades; it was exactly the effect

that the Doctor expected from his captive...



        Soon, the dreaded speculum was withdrawn, and was replaced by

the large spreader. Rock-steady hands guided it into her tormented

pudendum, down to the deepest levels of her womanly orifice. Tonya

felt uncomfortable as it slid in, fearing the inevitable stretching

and distortion of her vaginal cavity. Tears welled up in her eyes as

the spreader hit bottom.



        "Just relax, and it won't hurt...," the Doctor said, gently.



        He started to turn the knob on the spreader, and Tonya felt her

vaginal walls start to expand from the pressure. She wondered how

wide her precious womanhood would be forced by the device; she could

feel herself opening up, farther and farther, unable to stop the

spreader from stretching her pussy ever wider!



        The Doctor continued to turn the knob; the metallic sides of the

device moved farther apart inside the helpless Harding hole. He

looked at an indicator on the spreader; it read 3.5 inches. Just a

few turns more...



        When the indicator read 4 inches, he stopped turning the knob;

Tonya was whimpering as her captor walked over to the cart, picking

up a large cylindrical object with hundreds of holes all over it. He

walked up to the helpless girl's head, holding it directly in front

of her face.



        "This will extract the lubricating secretions from your vagina

during the Endurance Test, Tonya," he explained, "It'll be connected

to a suction tube. The TENS stimulation will keep you in a state of

arousal, which will produce copious amounts of your juices."



        The Doctor returned to Tonya's fettered femininity, examining

the width of her expanded vagina, then slowly guiding the extractor

into the gap made by the spreader's sides. When it was in as far as

it could go, he held one hand on the end of the extractor, pulling

the spreader out with the other; as it was removed, it slipped over

his hand and wrist, until it was completely removed. He let go of

the extractor, sliding his hand out of the spreader in one smooth

motion.



        He pressed on the extractor slightly, to make sure that it was

still as deep as it would go, then reached over, picking up a tube

and connecting it to a nozzle on the device. When he was satisfied

that all the connections were tight, he picked up a small control

box, pressing a button that said "raise". Instantly, the test bench

began to rise, until Tonya's body was as high as his head.



        He picked up a hypodermic needle, pulled off the cover, once

again walking around front to show his captive patient what he was

about to use on her. Her eyes grew even wider with fear when she saw

the needle, and she started crying again.



        "This is another hormone injection, Tonya," he said, ignoring

her cries, "You've noticed that your breasts have become quite large

since I gave you the first one, of course; as part of the Endurance

Test, your lactational capacity will be measured. To do this, you'll

be milked for the entire 24 hours of the test."



        "NOOOOOO!!!!", Tonya cried out in hysterical anguish, "Please!

Anything but that!!!!"



        Tonya's tightly bound body struggled and strained in a futile

attempt to prevent the needle from being inserted into her breast;

she screamed as it pierced her skin, more from fear than pain. The

Doctor's thumb pressed the plunger down, sending a thin stream of

hormones into Tonya's enhanced chest; the captive girl was sweating

profusely, even though the room was fairly cool.



        When the syringe was empty, the Doctor withdrew it from his

captive's breast, then walked over to the table, set it down, and

picked up another one, walking over to Tonya's other side. Again,

the needle pierced the Harding breast, to the accompaniment of her

screams and agonized writhing; the hormones were injected, the

needle withdrawn, and it was over.



        A small device that looked like a suction cup was held up to

Tonya's face; the Doctor walked around to her left side, nodding to

Nancy, who was carrying a jar full of a brown substance. She stuck

her gloved hand into the jar, scooping out a glob of the goo, and

started rubbing the goo onto Tonya's breast; it felt cold to her at

first, but then she started feeling a peculiar tingling sensation.



        "What Nancy is coating your breasts with," the Doctor said, "Is

a sensitizing compound; it'll make them much more receptive to the

stimulation of the lactational extraction."



        Nancy's hand was covering the helpless breasts liberally with

the sensitizing cream; their new firmness was apparent to her

ex-rival, who found the job easier than she'd expected. Tonya's

newly enhanced breasts took on a shiny gloss from the cream, and the

tingling increased in its intensity. Nancy looked at the Doctor, who

closely inspected her work, nodding in her direction.



        He held the suction cup in front of Nancy, who rubbed a dab of

the cream into it; he pressed it against Tonya's nipple, where it

stayed when he let go of it. He took a large clear funnel from the

cart; he gently guided it over Tonya's breast, pressing it to her

chest as securely as it would go. Grasping the small suction cup on

her nipple, he adjusted it until the two formed a seal together.



        The Doctor and Nancy, having completed the left side, repeated

the procedure for Tonya's right breast; the cream, suction cup, and

funnel were painstakingly secured to her other breast, exactly the

same way they'd been on the left.



        Returning to the cart, the Doctor picked up a harness, walked

over to the tightly-bound captive ex-skater, and carefully slid it

over the funnels covering Tonya's breasts. He adjusted the funnels,

making sure the harness was holding them properly, then passed a

strap across her back. Nancy did the same with a strap on the other

side; she handed the end to her cohort, who quickly buckled the ends

together.



        The Doctor took a clear plastic hose from the cart, pressing it

onto a nozzle on the right suction cup; he connected the other end

to a nozzle on a small pump, which was set on top of a large bell

jar. He turned the pump on for a moment, causing Tonya's nipple to

be sucked farther into the suction cup. He inspected the now-swollen

nipple, and did the same for the left side. Taking another hose from

the cart, he connected the nozzle on the clear funnel to a nozzle on

the test bench, then pressed a button, causing the captive breast to

totally fill the funnel; again, it was repeated for the left side,

while Tonya groaned, in a mixture of pleasure and pain.



        The two walked around to Tonya's butt; Nancy gently slid her

index finger in, then another, then another, and finally, her pinky;

she twisted her hand back and forth as she worked it inside her

ex-rival's rectal orifice, slowly and gently...



        Tonya moaned; she could tell that Nancy was doing something to

her anus, but due to the desensitizing cream still in her rectum,

she couldn't feel what was happening.



        Nancy's hand continued making its way into the captive girl's

most private opening, unstopped by any resistance from the rectal

sphincter. Her thumb started making its own way inside, then her

palm, and finally, her wrist passed through Tonya's sensationless

anus, with the helpless Harding unable to prevent the violation of

her unmentionable orifice!



        Nancy's fingertips reached Tonya's internal sphincter, which

readily yielded to the penetration. Nancy slowly slid her hand out,

smiling and nodding to the Doctor.



        "Tonya," he explained, "the sensation in your anus has been

completely deadened; this is so we'll be able to insert the rectal

tube into you with as little pain as possible."



        "No! Please!" Tonya pleaded, "Please don't!"



        "The purpose of the rectal tube," he continued, unmoved by her

pleas, "is to prevent your sphincter muscles from being damaged by

the stimulation you'll be receiving during the Endurance Test."



        He walked over to the cart once again, this time picking up a

long, thick, black tube about 8 inches long and 3 inches wide; he

walked around and held it up to the helpless girl's face. Tonya's

eyes widened in horror at the sight!



        "Y-you can't..." she stammered, her tightly-bound body shaking

in the restraints, struggling in vain to free itself, "you can't...

p-p-put th-th-that-t in my-m-m-my... b-b-butt-t-t!!! It-it-it'll

NEVER g-g-go in!!!"



        "Tonya," the Doctor said, his voice growing stern, "this is part

of the Intensive Therapy! This WILL be inserted, whether you like it

or not! Is that CLEAR?"



        "P-p-pleeeease don't!!!" Tonya cried, "I c-c-can't d-dooo

th-th-this-s-s!!!"



        The Doctor said nothing, but simply walked around to her ample

butt, handing the tube to Nancy. He placed a hand on each of Tonya's

buttocks, gently moving his thumb into the crack; she responded with

even heavier sobbing and whining, which intensified as she felt the

thumbs inch closer to her anesthetized anus!



        "No! Pleeeeease!!! Nooo!" the helpless Harding cried, knowing

that her defenseless derriere would soon be invaded by the massive

tube, violating her most private of areas with utter impunity!



        The Doctor took a small rod from the cart, smoothly inserting it

into Tonya's tormented tush; he noted the depth it had penetrated

inside, then withdrew it. He picked up a small ring from the cart,

placing it on one end of the tube, then placed a second ring on the

other end, exactly the distance that the probe had penetrated.



        "It's time for the insertion, Tonya," he announced, causing the

captive to struggle even more furiously, but to no avail.



        "NOOOO!!!" Tonya screamed, her body shaking so furiously that

Nancy saw the test bench shake! She looked at the Doctor, who nodded

back; she took a small jar of lubricant from the cart, picked up a

small sponge brush, and dipped it into the jar. She removed it, then

walked over to Tonya's bound buttocks, swirling the brush into her

anal opening, lubricating it for what was soon to come!



        "NNNNOOOOOOOOO!!!!" Tonya pleaded, her agony turning her pleas

into inhuman wails of anguish! Nancy pushed the brush farther inside

her ex-rival's rectum, now coating the inside sphincter with the

lubricant. Soon, she pulled the brush out; now, it was time...



        Nancy handed the brush to the Doctor, who rinsed it off, then

dipped it in the jar of lubricant once again. Withdrawing it, he

held the tube in hand, and covered it with the slippery goo.



        "Just relax, Tonya; you're only making it worse for yourself."



        "NNNOOOOOOAAAAAAOOOOOOWOWWWWWW!!!" Tonya screamed, her voice

taking on unearthly tones of fear and pain! She tried furiously to

clench her butt, but the desensitizing cream had done its job too

well; she had no way to control it!



        The Doctor slipped a rounded nose-piece into the tube, then

covered it with the lubricant, as well. He carefully positioned the

tube at his captive's anus, and slowly pushed it inside, as Tonya's

agony lapsed into hyper-ventilation and furious gasps for air!



        "Just relax, Tonya," he said, in a lullaby-smooth voice, "I'm

almost done..."



        He was slowly guiding the massive tube into Tonya's slippery

butt; gentle pressure, with slow turns back and forth, made the job

easy for him. The tube penetrated the internal ring of muscle; his

steady hand adjusted the tube until he felt the ring he'd placed on

the end pass through. He twisted it slightly, just to make sure it

was seated properly, then connected a hose to a small nozzle

sticking out from the tube; as he turned a valve on, pressure filled

the rings on the tube, expanding them, and locking them into place.



        "All done, Tonya..."



        The hysterical Harding started to relax, her anguish giving way

to more muted sobs. The Doctor walked around, bending down to gently

stroke Tonya's face; her eyes were red and puffy from all the crying

she'd done.



        "Was that really all that bad, Tonya?"



        "It was..." Tonya paused, searching for the right words, "it

was... worse than... than ANYTHING!"



        "Does it hurt now?"



        "Uhhhhhh..." Tonya had to think; soon, she realized that even

though the rectal tube was stretching her anus farther than she'd

thought possible, she wasn't really feeling any pain.



        "Does it? Can you answer me?"



        "Well..." she didn't want to look foolish by admitting that it

wasn't hurting her at all.



        "I didn't think so;" he said, smiling, "you realize that you

made it worse by getting hysterical about it, don't you?"



        "Uhhhhh... Yeah, I guess..." Tonya was feeling more and more

humiliated by her ordeal.



        "That's part of the therapy," he explained, "most of the time,

it's the fear that we feel that keeps us from dealing with problems,

not the problems themselves"



        "Ohhh..."



        The Doctor walked around to her butt, took hold of the rod

connected to the nosepiece on the tube, flipped a small lever,

pushed in slightly, and withdrew the nosepiece. He set it on the

cart, picking up a large round endpiece, which he fit into the

rectal tube snugly. He picked up yet another hose from the cart, and

connected one end to a nozzle on the endpiece, and the other to a

nozzle on the test bench.



        He walked around to the cart again, picking up a stomach tube

and an inflatable gag, and walked back to face Tonya.



        "OK, just a little bit more before we get started; open up..."



        Tonya opened her mouth; she swallowed the tube easily, with no

problem getting it down. The Doctor slid the other end of the tube

through a hole in the gag, and moved the gag down to her mouth. She

let the gag go into her mouth with ease, then he buckled it around

her head; he inflated it, and Tonya felt her mouth fill up, unable

to control the expanding gag.



        "Now, just one more thing, and we'll be ready to go..."



        He took a device resembling a combination of sunglasses and

earphones from the cart, placing the "sunglasses" over her eyes, and

the "earphones" in her ears. A few straps, and the devices were in

place. He gently lifted one of the earphones, speaking softly...



        "Tonya, in a moment, we'll start the Endurance Test; you'll be

going through this for 24 hours, non-stop. There's no 'pass or fail'

in this, either; like I said before, the idea is for the stimulation

you receive to put you in the spiritual trance, and whatever happens

while you're in the trance is what happens..."



        "It's time to get started, now..."



Chapter 22



        Tonya's heart raced as the Doctor walked away; fear of what

would soon be happening to her, beyond any of her control, was more

than she could deal with by simply trying to relax...



        Unseen by the helpless Harding, the Doctor walked over to the

cart yet again, this time taking a short bar with a thick strip of

leather attached at one end. He took the bar, and inserted it into a

small holder near Tonya's left knee; he held the leather strip up to

her butt, still undetected by his captive, checking the point where

it would make contact. He knelt down, loosening a latch, pulling the

holder out about an inch, and re-securing it; again, he checked the

leather strip's contact point, and was satisfied this time.



        Tonya had no idea that a spanking machine was being prepared for

her as part of the Endurance Test; she simply wondered why the

Doctor seemed to be taking so long to get started. She tried to

control her fear, but every second increased the feelings of dread

and apprehension.



        The Doctor was taking his time setting up the leather spanking

strap for the right side; he was in no particular hurry, knowing

that the longer Tonya had to wait, the more sensitive she would be

once the test actually started.



        Nancy was in a small control room just off the side of the

testing room. The control room was full of monitors, meters, and

other electronic equipment that she couldn't understand; she could

tell that Tonya's heart was racing, but was only vaguely aware that

her own heart rate was similar to her helplessly bound ex-rival's...



        Nancy's attention to the meters kept her from noticing that the

Doctor had entered the room; her hands were sliding their way down

her stomach when she saw him, and quickly held them together, her

face turning a lovely shade of red from his presence.



        "Ummm... Uhhh..." she stammered.



        "Did I interrupt something?" the Doctor said, smiling, well

aware of his assistant's state of arousal; Nancy was speechless.



        "You might want to go into the Break Room," he continued, his

smile getting bigger, "it's equipped with everything you need to...

'relieve your tensions', Nancy."



        "Ummmm..." Nancy still didn't know what to say until a thought

hit, "Let's get this started, and then I'll take a break, OK?"



        "Good idea," the Doctor replied, impressed with her ingenuity.



        Tonya was starting to feel like every second that passed was an

eternity; she knew how totally helpless she was, and after the

torment she'd already been put through, knowing that this would be

the worst yet made her fear for her sanity, if not her very life!



        In the control room, the Doctor was adjusting several of the

pieces of equipment; in her combination of awe and arousal, Nancy

couldn't figure out how he was able to make sense of any of it. The

Doctor made one final adjustment, and turned to his assistant.



        "The first thing that Tonya feels," he explained, "will be a

jolt from the TENS unit; it's not enough to injure her, but with the

fear and anxiety she's feeling, the sensation will be something like

getting hit by a bolt of lightning."



        "Ouch!"



        "Just kind of an attention-getter, really," he continued, "the

rest of the test will be fairly intense, but not extremely painful;

the stimulation she'll be getting will be like getting intoxicated

and highly aroused at the same time. Kind of, 'high and horny', you

might say", he concluded, grinning.



        "Oh..." Nancy replied, the thought growing in her mind that she,

too, might wind up "high and horny".



        "The equipment is set so that it'll function automatically once

the procedure is started," he continued, "so the only thing we have

to do during the test is to check things every once in a while to

make sure that nothing's going wrong. Everything that happens, like

Tonya's reactions, is being logged, and there are alarms that are

set to go off if anything serious starts to happen, so we don't have

to be watching every second. We'll get started, then I'll go

upstairs and get some sleep; you can either watch in here, or relax

in the Break Room, whichever you want."



        "OK..."



        Securely pinioned to the test bench, Tonya's body writhed and

struggled, the eternity she had waited destroying her patience; she

wanted this to start NOW, dammit!



        'What's taking it so long to get started?' Tonya's mind cried

out, unable to articulate her frustration, 'Why hasn't anything

happened yet?'.



        The Doctor motioned to Nancy, who got up out of the chair she

was sitting in; he took the seat, moving his finger to a button that

said "Begin". The lights dimmed in the test room.



        "Here we go..."



Chapter 23



        Equipment in the test room started coming to life. Tonya felt

the test bench begin to vibrate and hum, and was caught off guard;

she was totally unprepared for the jolt from the TENS unit!



        "MMMMMRRRRPPPPGGHHHHH!!!!" Tonya tried to scream through the

inflatable gag! She saw a flash in front of her eyes; for a moment,

she thought she'd been hit by lightning or an atomic bomb! She knew

she had to escape this trap she'd been unwittingly lured into!



        But how?



        Nancy was captivated by the readouts on the various equipment;

she still didn't understand a lot of it, but the Doctor had pointed

out several of the readings that would change when the TENS jolt hit

Tonya, and all of them made dramatic leaps at that moment.



        After the initial shock, the level of the stimulation lessened

to a soft, pleasurable sensation; Tonya started relaxing, hoping

that another shock wouldn't come. The sensations aroused her; she

felt herself starting to lubricate, and the suction of the extractor

started drawing the juice from the depths of her womanhood.



        A moment later, she felt pressure in her breasts, and she knew

that she was being milked. The suction cups on her nipples squeezed

and released as she felt the first milk start to flow; it felt good

after the torment she'd suffered during the preparation.



        Tonya felt a warm sensation in her bowel, then in her bladder;

even though her rectal cavity was still numbed, the warmth of the

water flowing through her belly was comforting and relaxing...



        Small lights started flashing in her eyes, and she heard a low

tone in the earphones; the sound and light pulsed together, helping

her relax, and making her feel like she was being drawn into the

experience fully, almost like she was getting high...



        Suddenly, she felt a stinging sensation on her ass, followed

several seconds later by another, and another, and another; she

wanted to scream at the top of her lungs, but any sounds she made

were stopped by the inflatable gag!



        "Can I go out and look at her?" Nancy asked.



        "Sure," the Doctor replied, "she won't know that you're there,

so it won't hurt the test at all."



        Nancy walked into the test room; fascinated, she inspected the

feminine body of her ex-rival and all the equipment invading her

most intimate regions. Tonya moaned through her gag, unaware that

the woman who had tormented her so was now watching her, awed, as

she drifted into a state of ecstasy; she had no way of knowing that

her captor's pussy was filled with erotic heat, caused by looking at

her own helpless body firmly secured to the test bench...



        Nancy knelt down and looked at the milking devices attached to

Tonya's breasts; a rush of arousal filled her as she noticed the

milk flowing through the tubes leading away from the fully-ripened

mammaries!



        She walked back to Tonya's butt, closely observing the devices

that were spreading the helpless Harding's most personal areas wide

open, stretching them beyond what most people would have thought

possible! She could see Tonya's pussy juice making its way out of

the extractor and through the clear hose; she followed the hose and

saw the viscous secretion starting to collect in a glass jar.



        'Maybe I should have one of those...', Nancy mused; her own

pussy was so wet she thought it was going to start dripping any

moment now...



        Examining Tonya's distended anus, Nancy was surprised, almost

shocked, to realize how wide it had been opened! She knew that water

was flowing through the tube, but, except for an occasional bubble,

couldn't tell whether it was filling her up or emptying her out!



        Nancy realized that she wanted to reach out to Tonya's nude

body, caress it, and give her pleasure as she went through her

ordeal. The thrill was almost too much, and she almost made contact

with Tonya, until she realized what was happening; she hurried back

into the Control Room.



        "You might want to go into the break room, Nancy..."



        She thought about the Doctor's words, and realized he was right;

a few moments later, she entered the break room, looking at the

surroundings. The room was small, with a small reclining seat, and

several different sex toys within easy reach.



        Nancy thought for a moment, made sure the door was closed, and

slipped out of her bikini. Closing her eyes, she started caressing

her breasts, then moved her hands down her belly, to her soaked

pussy; her breathing became heavy, and she felt a wave of ecstasy

sweep over her.



        She stopped, deciding to lay down in the reclining seat; she

made herself comfortable, then continued her self-love. Her hands

were sweeping across her body in smooth strokes, eliciting moans of

passion from deep within her.



        She looked over at the sex toys; several sizes of dildos and

vibrators were there for her pleasure. She also noticed a shaving

kit. Knowing how smooth and inviting Tonya's tonsured twat had been

as a result of the shaving, Nancy started thinking about doing it to

herself; she'd never totally shaved her pussy, but she'd trimmed it

so that hairs wouldn't stick out of her swim suit in the summer.



        'Oh, well,' Nancy thought, 'It'll grow back...'



        With that, she took a small electric clipper out of the kit; it

buzzed when she turned it on, making her heart jump! She shivered as

she set the clippers down on her belly, and slowly moved them toward

her bush. She felt the vibration, and then a little tingle as they

started shearing the dark, bushy hairs from her nether regions.



        "Mmmmmmmmmm..." Nancy was already nicely aroused as the hairs

fell down between her legs. Slowly, carefully, she guided the shaver

along her pubic mound, then down along her pussy lips, savoring the

heavenly vibrations that were stimulating her most sensitive area!



        Once she was done, she took a small brush and whisked all the

loose hairs from her pussy, then got up, and cleaned off the couch.

She sat back down, and took a can of shaving cream from the kit;

spraying a generous mound into her hand, and smoothed it all over

her newly denuded mons veneris. The cream was cool, and Nancy let

out an involuntary moan of pleasure from the sensation.



        Picking up a razor, Nancy gulped at the prospect of the sharp

blade being so intimately close to her most sensitive area, but she

gently set it down on her belly, and started stroking down. The

razor left a smooth, pink path, soft and free of stubble. Another

stroke widened the path, removing more and more of the stubble left

by the clippers.



        Soon, Nancy's entire pussy was free of hair; she cleaned it off

with a washcloth, then gently patted it dry with a soft towel. She

was amazed at how much more sensitive her pussy was after she was

done shaving; the idea of keeping it shaved flitted through her

head, and she started seriously thinking about it.



        Softly caressing her delicately smooth femininity, she purred

contentedly, not bothering to conceal her arousal. She picked up a

large vibrator from the assortment available, and turned it on; it

buzzed steadily as she placed it against her clit, causing her to

gasp unexpectedly!



        'This isn't enough!', Nancy thought, grabbing a large dildo and

smoothly guiding it into her quickly-lubricating pussy, which was

practically glowing, covered with her sweet love juices! She thrust

the dildo deep into her slick, smooth womanhood, eliciting a throaty

moan of ecstasy!



        Leaving the dildo inside, she grabbed a small vibrator, raised

her legs up, and gently guided it into her anus; her freely flowing

vaginal juices provided all the lubrication she needed to let it

slide in easily. She turned it on, then went back to thrusting the

large dildo in and out of her super-heated pussy!



        The combination of her arousal and the intense stimulation gave

Nancy a powerful orgasm! Her nude body writhed on the couch, a

veritable maelstrom of orgasmic power! Again and again, her back

arched up as she was gripped by the intensity of the wave of ecstasy

sweeping her!



        With both her pussy and ass filled with buzzing vibrators, she

thrust the dildo more and more furiously into her pussy, rubbing her

swollen clit with the large hand-held unit! Nancy didn't want to

stop, wishing that the powerful orgasm would stay with her forever!



        Finally, with one last mighty moan, she came again, falling back

onto the couch as the intense pleasure subsided; she looked up at

the monitor, seeing Tonya's nude body held immobile on the test

bench, and wondered if her ex-rival was feeling anything remotely

similar to the sensations she'd given herself. She smiled as she

fell asleep.



        Out on the test bench, Tonya was experiencing some intense

stimulation herself...





Chapter 24



        After the initial jolt she'd received, Tonya was starting to get

used to the stimulation; anything that had started out causing her

pain was getting to the point where it became pleasurable. Her

consciousness was being drawn into a trance state by the soothing

tones and pulsating lights coming from the headset she was wearing;

she was drifting into a strange, mystical dreamland...



        A few hours later, Nancy awoke with a start, as the Doctor poked

his head into the break room; she grabbed her lab coat from the

floor and covered her nude body, not wanting him to see the sex

toys, which were still inside her pussy and ass!



        "Oh, I'm sorry, Nancy," he said, apologetically, "I just wanted

to let you know that I'd returned."



        She didn't reply; she was embarrassed, and speechless, looking

for some way to explain her present state...



        "Actually," he grinned, "I kind of expected you to be this way

when I got back. I noticed that you seemed to be quite interested in

everything that was happening to Tonya, so it wasn't too difficult

to guess that you'd be aroused."



        "Wha.. How... But..." Nancy was grasping for words now, not sure

how to explain it, because she wasn't sure she understood it

herself.



        "Would you like to try some of the intense therapy yourself?"



        The Doctor's suggestion stuck like lightning; she didn't want to

admit that she'd fantasized about being in Tonya's situation

herself, but she realized it was written all over her face, and

simply nodded her assent.



        "OK," he continued, "I'll take you to the Feeding Room; I'll

give you a feeding and cleansing, just so you can experience it.

Let's go..."



        Nancy got up, grabbing her lab coat; the Doctor shook his head

'no', so she dropped it onto the couch. Totally nude, she followed

him to the Feeding Room. As they entered, he pointed to the feeding

chair, and Nancy sat in it, trying to get comfortable.



        "One thing I want you to understand," he said, firmly, "is that

once you're strapped into the chair, you're committed; you'll have

absolutely NO control over what happens to you. You won't be

released until the procedure is complete; do you understand?"



        "Yes..." Nancy gulped, but resolved to endure what lay ahead.



        "Do you still want to go through with it?"



        "OK..."



        The Doctor took hold of Nancy's left foot, binding it securely

with the leather strap as she watched; a worried expression betrayed

her fears, but she knew that she had reached the point of no return.

She sat silently as her right foot was bound the same way, knowing

that she would soon be experiencing the same torments that her

ex-rival had suffered!



        Nancy relaxed her left arm as the Doctor restrained her left

wrist with another leather strap; she pulled at the restraint as he

walked over to her right side, binding her right wrist.



        The waist strap came next, being fastened across her belly; a

tear welled up in her eye, and she started to regret having said she

would try the therapy at all...



        As the Doctor secured the head strap, Nancy started to whimper

and sob; she knew that it would do no good, but she couldn't control

her fear!



        "And now, we begin, Nancy..." he said, pressing the control

buttons for the chair, and moving a camera and monitor into place.



        She felt her arms being pulled down as the armrests swung down

toward the floor, leaving her breasts totally unprotected! Her legs

were next; she could feel them being forced apart, and even though

they were powerful, she was unable to keep them together! She felt

herself starting to move backwards, and knew from seeing Tonya that

the chair was tilting back!



        Even though Nancy had been a willing subject, the Doctor still

used the dental spreader to open her jaws; he deftly inserted the

gag into her mouth, and secured the ends to the headrest. Then, he

brought the feeding tube over and showed it to his captive; N
ancy's

eyes grew wide with horror, and she struggled against her bonds, but

was immobilized too completely to prevent the Doctor from inserting

the tube through the gag!



        "Nancy, just relax," he urged, "there's nothing you can do to

stop it, and if you try, you'll just wind up hurting yourself!"



        Nancy closed her eyes, tried to relax, and swallowed the tube.

More tears filled her eyes as she felt it go down into her stomach,

and she wondered if her experience would be as horrendous as Tonya's

had been...



        "One thing I'm going to do," he explained, "since you seem to be

lubricating so profusely, is to insert a vaginal juice extractor

into you, the same as Tonya has inside her own vagina right now; you

might feel uncomfortable as I put it in..."



        Nancy felt the blades of the speculum being inserted into her

pussy, but with her legs spread so far apart, she couldn't clench

her pelvic floor muscles enough to prevent it! Here eyes grew wide

again as she felt the speculum expanding her vaginal walls apart!

She felt the large spreader being inserted, as the Doctor gently

removed the speculum; as the spreader expanded, Nancy felt like her

pussy was going to be ripped apart! She writhed in the chair, unable

to free herself from the restraints, as her pussy was stretched more

than she'd ever felt it was capable of!



        When the spreader measured 4 inches, the Doctor took another

extractor, and gently inserted it into the captive Kerrigan's most

intimate orifice! It went in smoothly, and he was able to slide the

spreader out with little difficulty, leaving the extractor to suck

the womanly juices from Nancy's femininity!



        "One last thing..." the Doctor said, as he connected a TENS unit

to Nancy's clitoris; she would be stimulated for the entire time

that she was experiencing the therapy!



        He connected a tube to the extractor, then turned a small pump

on; Nancy felt the juices being sucked from deep inside her as the

TENS unit activated, giving her an intensely pleasurable sensation!

The Doctor activated the feeding pump, and she felt her stomach

start filling up immediately; she wondered what Tonya would say if

she could see what was happening in this room!



        Once the feeding had been completed, the Doctor pulled the tube

out from her stomach; pressing the next button, the cleansing

procedure started. The chair tilted back even farther, and the metal

hands started spreading Nancy's buttocks apart; even though she knew

it would happen, the sensation still alarmed her!



        Nancy felt her anus being penetrated, and looked toward the

monitor; she saw the metal probe spreading her anal orifice apart,

and she knew that the cleansing tube would be inserted deep inside

her bowels next! She was surprised that she was feeling arousal, and

realized that it wasn't just due to the stimulation she was getting!



        The small metal labia spreader opened Nancy's vulva, making it

ready to receive the urethral cleansing probe; she felt the small

metal object working its way into her pee-hole, and she shook with

fear as it entered her!



        "And now," the Doctor said, "we begin the cleansing process."



        Nancy gasped as she felt the warm water start to flood her

bowels and bladder; it felt strangely soothing, but also arousing

and painful at the same time. Soon, she felt like she was bloating

from the water, and looking at the monitor, she could see her belly

staring to expand! The Doctor reached behind her head and removed

the gag; Nancy started begging for mercy!



        "Please, make it stop! I don't want this anymore!"



        Her captor said nothing; she continued pleading until he looked

down at her, with a stern expression on his face!



        "Nancy," he replied, "I told you that once we started, we would

NOT stop until the procedure was COMPLETE! You can whine all you

want, but this is going to continue until it's DONE!"



        Nancy started sobbing more heavily; she could feel herself

nearing orgasm again, and she was both confused and frightened! She

felt like her bowels were reaching the breaking point, and she had a

strong urge to pee, as well! She tried to relieve herself, but she

was plugged up too tightly; the equipment wouldn't allow any water

to escape!



        Her fear intensified, but her arousal was growing equally fast

as well; she could feel the extractor slurping her feminine juices

as fast as her pussy could secrete them! Nancy started sobbing,

wishing that she'd never agreed to try the therapy, wanting to be

anyplace in the world besides the chair that held her helplessly!



        Suddenly, her bowels started feeling less full; she realized

that she was being emptied, and she felt some relief setting in. The

pressure inside her belly eased, and she was able to start relaxing,

only to find her level of arousal increasing rapidly!



        "OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!"



        Nancy was surprised at how powerful her orgasm was, after the

intensity of her self-induced pleasure and how it had worn her out

so totally! She writhed in the chair, straining against her bonds,

but being held as tightly as ever! The waves of intense pleasure

that her orgasms were flooding her with sent her consciousness into

a burst of technicolor ecstasy!



        Soon, she relaxed again, as the last of the water emptied from

her bowels and bladder; she noticed that she was no longer getting

the electronic stimulation, and that the extractor was almost

stopped. She started thinking that her experience hadn't been so bad

after all, and almost regretted it when the cleansing equipment was

slowly withdrawn from her pussy and her ass.



        "That wasn't so bad, now, was it?" the Doctor said, as he

started pulling the extractor out of Nancy's pussy; she tightened

herself up without realizing it, subconsciously wanting the unit to

remain where it was. The extractor came out with a slurping sound,

and she got embarrassed by it.



        The Doctor tilted the chair back up into a normal position, then

removed the headband, waist strap, and the hand and foot restraints.

He helped Nancy stand up; her legs were shaky from the ordeal, and

she needed a few moments to recover.



        They walked out of the room, Nancy still nude, and back down the

hall to the Control Room; the Doctor checked the readings on the

monitors, then they walked into the test room, where Tonya's bound

body was reacting to the intense stimulation.



        'I know how she feels now...' Nancy thought, realizing that

she'd developed a new respect for her bitter ex-rival after the

small taste of the intense therapy she'd endured.



        But she wondered how much more intense was it for Tonya...



        What WAS Tonya feeling right now?



Chapter 25



        Tonya's world was a plethora of colors, images, and sounds, both

created and surrealistically distorted by the stimulation she was

getting from the therapy; she had long since lost any sense of where

she was, what was happening to her, or even which way was up or

down. What had seemed excruciatingly painful at first was now a warm

envelope of intense feeling, sending her into a disconnected state

of simultaneous totality and nothingness...



        She caught fleeting glimpses of recognizable forms, brief images

of familiar people, places and things in her delirium. She started

feeling sensations of being pulled somewhere, but with no indication

of where she was heading; unable to exert any conscious control over

her body, she simply went with the flow.



        Tonya realized that she could move freely; it confused her,

since she didn't remember being released from the test bench, but

she couldn't feel anything restraining her movements. She walked, or

something that felt like walking to her, anyway; whatever she was

walking on appeared to be solid, so she cautiously made her way

forward.



        As she moved forward, her steps slid, giving Tonya the feeling

that she was skating, her years of training letting her legs adapt

to the slippery surface instantly. She found herself looking down to

see if she was wearing skates, but was surprised to realize that she

was barefoot; it was almost as if her feet were skates themselves!



        Tonya quickly started to relish her new-found freedom, going

into her championship routine almost instinctively; the feeling was

much more exhilarating than she had ever remembered it being, and it

inspired her, filling her with incredible energy! She decided to try

a triple axel; she went into her approach, launching herself higher

than she'd ever been before!



        'One...' she counted to herself.



        'Two...'



        'Three...'



        'FOUR?!?!?'



        Tonya almost broke her position from the surprise, but made an

absolutely perfect landing! Shocked, she stopped herself...



        "I just did a QUADRUPLE Axel! That's IMPOSSIBLE!"



        Unbelieving, she had to try again; she went into her approach

the same as before, launching herself and making four revolutions,

culminating in a flawless landing for a second time!



        "This CAN'T be happening!" Tonya cried out, stopping herself.



        "Why not?"



        Tonya turned, the familiar voice startling her; standing in

front of her, dressed in a resplendent silver outfit, was Nancy!

Something about her looked... different, though...



        "Why are YOU here?" Tonya was confused, but definitely NOT happy

to see her tormentor.



        "Because I'm your WORST ENEMY!" Nancy gloated!



        "What's going on here???" Tonya demanded, in a mixture of

confusion and anger.



        "What do you THINK is happening?



        "Answer me, dammit!" Tonya was filling with rage against Nancy

for the torment she'd suffered at her hands, "I just did something

that's TOTALLY impossible!!! How did I do it?"



        "How do you THINK you did it?"



        "I don't know!" Tonya cried, frustrated, "I shouldn't be able to

do a QUADRUPLE Axel, but I just did!!!"



        "So why are you complaining?" Nancy replied, a smug grin on her

face, "You should be happy about it!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!"



        With that, Nancy took off, gracefully skating away from Tonya,

who stood motionless, furious, and livid; composing herself, she

raced after Nancy, faster than she'd ever gone before! Tonya felt

like she should be a speed skater, as fast as she was going!



        Nancy's gracefulness was deceptive; she skated at what seemed a

leisurely pace, yet Tonya lagged farther and farther behind, no

matter how fast she raced! The more Tonya fell behind, the more she

became determined to catch her ex-rival!



        Nancy made a graceful stop, holding her arms out, as if to let

Tonya catch her; Tonya furiously raced toward her, determined to

grab Nancy and beat her senseless! At the last possible moment,

though, Nancy simply slid out of the way; Tonya's momentum kept her

going, and trying to stop, she would up sprawled awkwardly on the

ground!



        "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!" Nancy's laugh was that of

the Devil himself, taunting and humiliating her enraged opponent!



        Tonya regained her footing, springing back toward Nancy; once

again, Kerrigan slid out of the way at the last moment, but Tonya

remained standing, turning for another attempt at catching her foe!

She missed again, as Nancy laughed demonically, and stopped to make

another try!



        Tonya realized that Nancy had moved to keep from being caught;

she thought for a moment, then started another run. She kept Nancy

in her sights, looking for any sign of movement on Nancy's part; at

the moment before they collided, Nancy moved to the right! Tonya saw

the movement, and sprung on her left leg, leaping to the right, too!



        This time, Tonya was too quick for Nancy! The enraged Harding

grabbed Nancy as tightly as she could, and tackled her in a move

that would have made a pro linesman proud! The two women fell to the

ground, Tonya furiously slugging Nancy as hard as she could!



        Tonya maneuvered her way on top of Nancy, and kept pounding and

beating Nancy, harder than she'd ever fought before! Nancy didn't

seem to be putting up much resistance, but Tonya, in her prodigious

rage, couldn't notice! Finally, Tonya grabbed Nancy's hair with her

left hand and started beating her face with her right!



        Time and time again, she pounded Nancy's helpless face, each

blow only adding to the fury! Finally, Tonya took one BIG swing at

Nancy's head, and her left hand tore free!!



        Looking in her hand, Tonya was horrified to find Nancy's FACE!

She gasped in sheer terror, her blood running cold, thinking that

she'd beaten her ex-rival to DEATH!!!



        The shock that she'd gotten was nothing, though, compared to the

emotional jolt she got when she looked at Nancy's head; she was

unable to keep from releasing a blood-curdling scream when she saw

the sight that lay before her...



Chapter 26



        Tonya's face went ashen white as she realized that underneath

Nancy's face, was HER OWN!! She started shaking, not sure what to

do, but wanting to escape! She looked at the face in her hand, her

grip disappearing as her hands went limp with fear, dropping it!



        Still shaking, she slowly rose, wanting to run as fast as she

could, but she remained in place, transfixed by her fear! She gently

nudged Nancy's body with her foot, to see if she was conscious...



        "BOO!!!" The response sent Tonya sprawling backwards, falling

onto the ground! The faux Tonya laughed, then slowly got up, brushed

herself off, and walked towards Tonya...



        "GET AWAY FROM ME!!!" Tonya went into hysterics as her double

approached her! "WHO ARE YOU???"



        "Can't you see for yourself?" Nancy/Tonya replied.



        "You... You CAN'T be..."



        "Like I said, babe, I'm your WORST ENEMY!"



        "What..." Tonya's fear started combining with confusion again,

"What do you mean???"



        "Who do you think your worst enemy is, stupid?"



        "Nancy?" Tonya was still fearful, but growing more and more

confused by the moment, "Jeff? Who?"



        "You STILL don't get it, do you?" Nancy/Tonya replied, "After

everything you've been through, are you telling me that it hasn't

sunk in what this is REALLY all about, girl?"



        "I... I... don't... understand..."



        "Tonya, I'M your worst enemy!" she said, pointing to herself.



        "B... but... but you're... you're..."



        "Yes...?"



        "You're... ME!!!"



        "EXACTLY!!!" Nancy/Tonya slapped her hands together to make her

point clearer; Tonya was startled by the sudden noise!



        "But... How can YOU be... my worst enemy... when you're ME?"



        "Tell me, Tonya," Nancy/Tonya asked, "What does that say about

YOU?"



        "Uhhhhh..." Tonya hesitated, trying to decipher the meaning in

her Doppelganger's question, "Are you saying... that I'M my OWN

worst enemy?"



        "BINGO!!!" Nancy/Tonya jumped up & down, unctuously squealing

like a game show contestant!



        "But... How can it... how can I... be that way...?"



        "Think about how much you HATE yourself, deep inside," the

ersatz Harding pondered, "Think about the way you've been treated

all your life; why would you put up with it?"



        "Because..." tears started welling up in Tonya's eyes, "I hated

myself?"



        "That's right, girl," Nancy/Tonya's voice became soft and

comforting, "There's been too many people in your life who should

have been caring and supportive who weren't; you've never really

learned to care about yourself..."



        "Do YOU," sobs started to punctuate Tonya's speech, "h... hate

me, too? I mean... since you're... you're really... me...?"



        "No, I don't hate you," Nancy/Tonya consoled her, gently

embracing her true self, "There's a part of you that loves yourself,

and I'm that part, Tonya!"



        As Nancy/Tonya tightened her embrace, Tonya's tears started

flowing more profusely; she completely broke down in her double's

arms, bawling like a baby as she was being comforted.



        "There, there," Nancy/Tonya softly cooed, "Just let yourself cry

it out, and you'll feel better..."



        The two Tonyas gently rocked back and forth as Tonya released

all her pent-up emotional anguish; the more she cried, the easier it

was for her to cry harder, and her other self simply held her and

comforted her as she sobbed heavily on her shoulder.



        Time had no meaning as the depth of Tonya's pain was depleted of

its lifelong burden of suffering, guilt, and self-loathing. She

could have been crying for mere seconds, or years, but paid no mind

as her catharsis continued unabated.



        After what seemed like an eternity, Tonya's wailing finally

subsided; her eyes remained red from the many tears she had shed,

but she managed a glimmer of a smile as she tried to regain her

composure in the arms of her loving side.



        The twin Tonyas continued their embrace, feeling each other's

love and caring; Tonya felt a new warmth starting to emanate from

within her body, the emotional hurt being replaced with a soothing

sensation that seemed to fill her emotional void with pure, caring,

unconditional love. This was a new feeling for her...



        As she filled with the newfound feelings, she sensed her twin

self somehow getting closer, almost as though they were melting into

each other; they were sharing the very essence of their beings, and

the negative feelings she'd felt were gone, perhaps forever!



        Tonya opened her eyes; she was surprised to find that her

Doppelganger was nowhere to be seen! She looked around, frightened

that she'd lost her newly-won sense of security, but then heard a

voice inside her head...



        "I'm with you, Tonya; I'll always be with you!"



        "But where'd you go?"



        "I'm where I've always been, Tonya; I just had to be something

you could see and touch and feel for awhile so that you'd know that

your soul could be healed."



        "So where do I go now?"



        "You have to break out through that wall, Tonya..."



        Tonya looked far ahead, and noticed a wall rising up from the

ground in the distance.



        "How do I break through it?"



        "You just DO, Tonya..."



        "Won't I get hurt?" Tonya asked herself, "It looks pretty solid

to me..."



        "Just believe that you CAN do it, Tonya..."



        Tonya looked at the wall in the distance; she thought about what

her twin self had told her, and remembered the quadruple Axels that

she had been able to do previously. She decided that if she could do

that, she could get through the wall, so she resolved that she would

break through!



        She took a few deep breaths, then started skating toward the

wall; she built up her speed even faster than she'd gone before, and

aimed herself directly for the wall! Faster and faster she went, and

everything started to seem like just a blur! The wall loomed closer,

and she willed herself to go faster and faster, and then...



        SMASH!!! The wall crumbled from the impact! Tonya kept going,

her speed barely diminishing from the collision; she stopped, turned

back, and skated over to the wall. She couldn't believe that she'd

passed through the wall without hurting herself, and at that moment,

she realized that believing in herself was what had allowed her to

triumph over the heavy obstacle!



        She skated away from the wall; as she got farther away, she

started feeling herself stiffen up. She wondered if she'd hurt

herself going through the wall, but then her arms felt like they

were being pulled up, and her legs were being bent into a kneeling

position, becoming harder and harder to move...



        Tonya suddenly realized that she was back in the test bench, and

after a moment, realized that she'd never been out of the heavy

restraints that had bound her for so many hours!



        'Was it just a dream or something?' Tonya thought...



        "It was real, Tonya," her double's voice replied, "And I'm still

here with you..."





Chapter 27



        The Doctor and Nancy were back in the control room once again,

monitoring the numerous readouts as the master timer approached the

24-hour mark. With 5 minutes to go, he pressed a button on the panel

marked "Completion Sequence", which caused a green light to come on;

each of the monitors subsequently indicated "Completion Sequence

Activated", one after another.



        The level indicators the readouts slowly crept towards zero; the

indicators for Tonya's vital signs showed that she was going into a

relaxed state as the stimulation subsided. As the last few minutes

slowly passed, the Doctor brought a small box into the test room,

laying it down near the test bench.



        Tonya was becoming more aware of her surroundings, no longer in

sensory overload from the intensity of the stimulation she'd been

receiving. She felt herself returning to a normal state of mind, and

soon, she heard a disembodied, passionless voice in her headphones.



        "The procedure is now complete."



        Nancy joined the Doctor in the test room; the lights, which had

been dimmed for the duration of the test, now rose to their full

brightness. Nancy put clamps on the various tubes that ran to the

various implements that had been inserted into Tonya's bodily

cavities; after they were clamped, the Doctor disconnected them from

the various pumps, and attached them to corresponding nozzles on the

small box he'd brought in, then removed her earphone/eyepieces.



        After the tubes had been re-connected, he started releasing

Tonya's restraints; the yoke around her head was raised, the hand

restraints deflated, and soon, her arms were free! The straps across

her back were undone, then the straps around her thighs, knees, and

finally, her ankles were released, and she was totally unfettered!



        Standing on each side of her, the Doctor and Nancy helped Tonya

get off the test bench; her footing was unsure, and they had to hold

her tightly to keep her from falling. The Doctor picked up the box

as they left the room, and walked Tonya into a room marked

"Recovery", where they sat her in a chair made up of several padded

sections that would conform to her body, making sure that the tubes

weren't getting pinched in between.



        The Doctor deflated the gag, unfastened it, and slowly pulled

the feeding tube from Tonya's stomach; she moaned as the end of the

tube was removed, and took several deep breaths to relax herself.



        "How do you feel, Tonya?"



        "I... I'm not sure... how to explain it..." Tonya replied, her

mind trying to grasp words sufficient to describe her ordeal.



        "What happened to you while it was going on?"



        I... I did things that... that I... never could do before..."

Tonya explained, "And then I saw Nancy... and I got mad at her..."



        Nancy blanched at this, her mouth turning into a frown.



        "...and I chased after her..."



        Nancy gave the Doctor the Evil Eye; his response was simply to

hold his hand up to keep her silent.



        "...when I caught her...  I started beating her up... I mean,

really badly..."



        Nancy gritted her teeth and clenched her fists; the Doctor had

to hold his finger to his lips and silently shush her to keep her

from interrupting Tonya's train of thought.



        "...and I beat her so badly..." Tonya went on, a tear welling up

in her eye, "that I tore her face off!"



        This time, it took the Doctor's hand on Nancy's shoulder to keep

her in check; she was clearly incensed at Tonya's revelations!



        "But the weird part about it..." Tonya continued, "was that when

I ripped off HER face, MY face was underneath it!!"



        Nancy's jaw dropped in shock! She looked at the Doctor, who

simply nodded to her, trying to calm her down.



        "What happened after that?" he asked.



        "She..." Tonya grasped for the right words, "She told me that

I... I was... my own worst enemy... and she said that... that I...

hated myself... but she... she was part of me... a part that... that

loved myself..."



        Nancy's expression went from shocked to utterly confused; she

looked over at the Doctor, who smiled at her.



        "Very good, Tonya," he said, "what was it like for you to

realize how you really felt about yourself?"



        "Weird..." she replied, "It was like... suddenly... something

flashed in my head... or something..."



        "Like an epiphany or a revelation, Tonya?"



        "Yeah! That's right!"



        "And what was it that you realized?"



         "I realized... that everything that happened... was because I

hated myself... deep down inside..." she said, still wanting to make

sure the words were right.



        "And how did you react, Tonya?"



        "She... the other me... held me... and had me cry..." Tonya

explained, "It felt... good... I guess... I felt like... like I...

like I was turning... into a new person... I felt... stronger...

more at ease... stuff like that..."



        "After that?"



        "She... she was gone... and I felt her inside of me... like she

was inside my... my soul... and it felt good..."



        "What happened next?"



        I heard her... her voice... in my head... She showed me a wall

and... and she told me to skate toward it... I had to break through

it... I did... I got going... really fast... I didn't think I

could... but I told myself that I... that I could... and she told

me... I could... too..."



        "Did you hit the wall, Tonya?"



        "I hit it... and it broke down when I did!"



        "Excellent, Tonya!" the Doctor exclaimed, "That's exactly the

kind of thing that I wanted to happen!"



        "It was?" Tonya asked, confused.



        "It shows that once you started feeling good about yourself, you

could break through the wall!"



        "But why... why a wall...?"



        "It's a subconscious symbol," he explained, "Things like going

through a door, breaking through a wall, and things like that mean

that you've gone past the limits that you've been under."



        "But... I haven't..."



        "These are psychological limits, Tonya," he continued, "A lot of

the time, you don't even realize you have them."



        "I... I don't?"



        "No; about the only time you're even aware of them is when you

just can't seem to make yourself do something you want to do."



        "So..." Tonya asked, beginning to understand, "when I broke...

through the wall... it was really... a wall in... in myself?"



        "Exactly!"



        "And..." she continued, "that's why... that's why I feel... a

lot... um... better now...?"



        "Very much so, Tonya," the Doctor responded, "you went through a

very cathartic experience, and got rid of a lot of the emotional

pain that you'd been keeping inside all these years."



        "So..." she asked, hesitantly, "does this mean... that I'm...

you know... DONE... with this therapy...?"



        "Almost, Tonya," he replied, "all that's left now is the Final

Test..."



        "What is it?"



        "I'm going to let you rest for awhile, Tonya," he said, softly

patting her shoulder, "and don't worry about the Final Test; you've

gone through the worst already."



        Tonya breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed, and soon, she was

sound asleep.



Chapter 28



        Nancy walked beside the Doctor as they went down the hall; she

was confused about the Final Test, and turned to him.



        "So what exactly is this 'final test' about?"



        "Remember what Tonya said about breaking through a wall?"



        "Yeah..."



        "During the Endurance Test, she did it in her mind;" he

explained, "now, she'll do the same kind of thing, only in body as

well."



        "She's going to go through a wall?" Nancy asked, confused.



        "Oh, no, no, no," he laughed, "it's still metaphorical about the

'wall'; what I mean is that she'll be in a situation where she's

forced to overcome several obstacles, and she can't stop until she

passes the test."



        "I still don't get it"



        "Well," he replied, "imagine trying to do your figure skating

routine through an obstacle course."



        "That would be impossible!" Nancy cried, shocked!



        "The obstacles won't be on the ice, though;" he continued,

"remember the shock probe that you used on her?"



        "Uh-huh..."



        "She'll be wearing one while she does her skating routine, along

with all the other equipment she's still hooked up to from the

Endurance Test," he explained, "At the moments that she has to use

her most intense concentration, like when she goes into a jump,

she'll receive a shock."



        "You CAN'T be serious!" Nancy replied, mortified!



        "Tonya will have to keep going, no matter how painful it gets

for her," he continued, "that way, she'll learn to not let anything

stop her, no matter how bad it is."



        "But why do you have to hurt her so much?"



        "Keep in mind that for women who've been abused, pain and hurt

have been used as a way to keep them under control, destroy their

self-esteem, and make them feel less than human," he said, his voice

filled with compassion, "so when I developed my Intense Therapy, I

realized that in order to truly benefit a woman, the same pain had

to be used to make her stronger emotionally."



        "But does it work?" Nancy asked.



        "Have you ever heard the quote from Nietschze, 'That which does

not kill me makes me stronger'?"



        "Yeah..."



        "Most women who've been abused don't realize that, regardless of

how badly they've been treated, they've survived," he explained,

"once they understand that, it's much easier to build up their self-

esteem so that they can prevent themselves from being victimized

again."



        "And it works...?"



        "Absolutely!" the Doctor exclaimed proudly, "Once they get that

first feeling of power and control over their lives, they want it to

last, and they're willing to work hard for it!"



        "Is it working for Tonya?" Nancy asked.



        "Well, you heard what she said after the Endurance Test," he

said, "she felt stronger, more at ease, like she was turning into a

whole new person."



        Nancy simply nodded, very much impressed.



        They came to an unmarked door. The Doctor opened it, flipped a

light switch inside, and motioned Nancy to enter. They went down a

flight of stairs; Nancy felt cold, and she could sense that they

were in a very large room of some kind.



        They came to a landing, and the Doctor flipped a large switch;

far overhead, several banks of high-intensity lights came on, and

Nancy was astounded to see an Olympic-size ice rink before her!



        "How'd THIS get here???" Nancy asked, astounded!



        "It's a natural cavern, Nancy," he replied, "it wasn't all that

difficult to get it so that I could make it into an ice rink."



        "Wow..." was all that Nancy could say, her eyes wide with awe!



        They walked around to the side of the rink, where there was an

area that reminded Nancy of a judge's box. They entered, and she saw

several pieces of electronic equipment, like in the Control Room.



        "This is what you're going to use on Tonya, right?"



        The Doctor nodded. He was already starting to make adjustments

to the various controls, although Tonya wouldn't be present for some

time. Several minutes of intense concentration followed before he

looked up at Nancy and smiled.



        "All ready," he announced, "we'll just let Tonya rest a little

while longer, and then we'll bring her in for the Final Test."



        Nancy's thoughts turned to Tonya; would she be able to endure

the torment that lay ahead? She realized that her own feelings about

her bitter ex-rival had totally changed. When the Doctor first let

her torment Tonya, she had enjoyed herself immensely; now, she felt

almost guilty for having derived so much sadistic pleasure from it.



        "You're not quite sure about this, are you, Nancy?"



        The Doctor's question snapped Nancy out of her reverie, and she

looked at him, surprised.



        "How did you know?"



        "Remember what I said about Tonya having a deep emotional bond

with you?" he asked.



        "Yes..."



        "Well, through everything that's happened here, you've formed

the same kind of bond with Tonya; simple, isn't it?"



        "OK, that makes sense..."



        "I thought it would," he replied, "let's rest for a while, so

we'll be alert while Tonya's doing the Final Test, OK?"



        "OK."



        They made their way back up the flights of stairs, through the

door, and down the hall. They looked in on Tonya, who was still

sleeping soundly; the Doctor gently fastened straps around her hands

and feet, then another around her waist, and silently crept out.



Chapter 29



        A few hours later, Tonya was still asleep when the Doctor and

Nancy came back, wheeling a large metal frame into the room. The

Doctor maneuvered the frame underneath the chair, then tilted it so

that it was roughly parallel with her body. He went over to Tonya's

right hand, and gently undid the strap from around it, pulling her

hand up toward the frame's corner, and binding it in a wrist cuff.

The same procedure was followed for her left hand, and then for both

of her feet, until she was secured to the frame, spread-eagled.



        A press of a foot pedal at the frame's base started lifting

Tonya's nude body off the chair; her head fell backwards and her

body slumped due to its weight, but she remained sound asleep. The

Doctor moved the frame away from the chair, and tilted it upright;

he wrapped a headband around her head, and connected it to a cord

that came down from the top of the frame, pulling her head back up.



        Nancy picked up the small box that the tubes were connected to,

and placed it in a small holder on the frame's base, checking to

make sure that none of them were pinched or kinked. She nodded to

the Doctor, who made sure that the restraints were fully secured,

then depressed the pedal once again, this time bringing the frame

down to the base.



        With the helpless Harding properly secured, Nancy helped the

Doctor wheel the frame out into the hall. They went down the hall;

an elevator was at the end, and they pushed the frame inside. The

"down" button was pushed, and it lurched slightly before starting to

move slowly downward.



        About a minute later, the elevator stopped; the door opened, and

the Doctor started pushing the frame out, followed by Nancy. They

followed a narrow corridor, past the ersatz judge's box, and into an

area that reminded Nancy of the contestants' staging area in the

regulation ice rinks.



        Nancy took an ice skate down from the wall, and slowly unbound

Tonya's left foot. She gently fitted the skate on, taking care not

to wake her captive, then laced it up snugly, and re-fastened the

restraint around her ankle. This was repeated for the right foot.



        While Nancy was working with Tonya's skates, the Doctor was busy

himself, strapping a small chest pack into place underneath her

oversized breasts; the tubes from Tonya's breasts were connected,

along with the bladder tube. The TENS probe was disconnected, and

replaced with the shock probe; its wire was also connected to the

chest pack.



        The Doctor went around behind Tonya, and strapped a small back

pack into place; the tubes from both her vaginal extractor and her

bowels were swiftly connected to the pack. He took out a small vial

of smelling salts, and held it under Tonya's nose; she awoke with a

start!



        "Huh...? Where am I?" she cried, "What are you doing to me?"



        "You're ready for your Final Test, Tonya," he replied, "it's

time to show yourself how strong you really are!"



        "You mean," she asked, "after this, I'm all done?"



        "That's right, Tonya," he answered, "think about everything

you've been through since you came here; did you EVER think you'd be

able to survive it?"



        "No!" was her immediate response, "I couldn't have IMAGINED

anything like this ever happening to me!"



        "But you made it through, didn't you?"



        "Yeah..."



        "How?"



        "I... I... I'm... not sure..."



        "You just did, Tonya?"



        "Uhh... Yeah... I mean NO!" Tonya said, confusedly, "I'm just

trying to think... about... about... how to explain it!"



        "Would you have survived if you weren't strong already?"



        "No... I guess not..."



        "And would you have survived with Jeff and everything that

happened with the Olympics if you weren't strong already?"



        "I... I... I wouldn't have... would I?" she said, starting to

realize her true power.



        "And you really found out what you could do when you went

through the Endurance Test, didn't you?"



        "YES!" Tonya cried, excitedly, "I felt like a new person after I

met my other self!"



        "And you found out that you could do more than you'd thought you

could, if only...?" he asked, waiting for her to finish.



        "If I believed in myself!" Tonya beamed!



        "And do you?"



        "Now I do, Doctor! Oh, thank you!!!"



        "It's not over just yet, Tonya," he smiled, "it's time for you

to take your Final Test, so you can see how far you've come."



        The Doctor unfastened Tonya's headband, then reached down and

placed small steps underneath her feet. Her unfastened her feet,

taking care to make sure that she stepped in the right place, then

he unbound her hands, and she was once again free!



        "The Final Test," he explained, "will simply be for you to skate

your regular routine."



        "What's so hard about that?"



        "You'll be wearing those packs," he replied, "which will mess up

your balance, for one thing. Also, whenever you go into one of your

difficult jumps, loops, and so on, you'll be given an electric

shock; not a big one, mind you, but enough so that you'll have to

concentrate VERY hard to get through it..."



        "Why?" Tonya asked, her face grimacing with contemplated pain.



        "That way, it'll be much more meaningful for you when you've

completed it," he answered, "after all, this isn't supposed to be

easy for you..."



        "But why?" Tonya cried, her eyes welling up with tears.



        "The idea is for you to learn that no matter how bad your pain

gets, you'll be able to keep on going," he said, "once you realize

that, you'll be done with your Intense Therapy."



        Unseen by Tonya, Nancy had gone into the judge's box, and was

watching the Doctor as he talked with Tonya; Nancy's finger hovered

over a red button...



        "But I realize that already!" Tonya protested, "I don't need

this!"



        "Here's a sample of the shocks you'll be receiving..." he said,

as Nancy pressed the button.



        "OOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!" Tonya screamed, her nude body

falling on the floor and writhing from the shock!



        "...and you'll have to keep going until you can complete your

routine successfully."



        "I can't!" Tonya sobbed, trying to get up, "I can't do it like

that!"



        "But you have to, Tonya."



        'And you'll DO it, Tonya; trust me, and believe in YOURSELF!'

Tonya heard her inner voice say...



Chapter 30



        "Go out onto the ice, Tonya..." the Doctor ordered.



        Tonya skated out; her legs were shaky, from the effects of

everything she'd been through, but she stood up with little problem.



        The Doctor and Nancy were now in the judges box; he flipped a

switch, and a speaker came to life.



        "Tonya," he said, his voice reverberating through the chamber,

"this is your Final Test. I'll let you get used to skating with all

the equipment you have on and inside you for a while, then we'll get

started with the test itself."



        Tonya's muscular leg pushed off, and she went gliding across the

rink; the packs unbalanced her, but she quickly compensated for

their weight on her nude body. She hadn't anticipated the weight of

her massive breasts, either, which further unnerved her.



        "Take all the time you need to get used to it, Tonya..."



        She tried a small jump; it was awkward, but she landed without

falling. She felt good about it, and let herself relax. She tried

another jump, higher this time, and landed successfully; her spirits

were glowing inside!



        Nancy stood beside the Doctor, watching; she wanted to see her

ex-rival succeed, but still felt a twinge of guilt for getting so

much enjoyment from Tonya's torment...



        Tonya soon realized that she was having less problem than she

had thought she would in adjusting to the excess weight. Even so,

she had to consciously compensate for the equipment's effects on her

balance, and she still felt some awkwardness.



        The Doctor stood behind the control panel, watching all the

various displays, his concentration giving his face an intense look;

the glow from the readouts gave his visage an unearthly quality, as

well. Nancy glanced over at him, wondering what he was thinking...



        Tonya kept skating, her confidence quickly returning as she

overcame the effects of the unaccustomed mass she was carrying. She

hadn't been the most graceful skater in the world to begin with, but

her athletic ability had compensated for it. Now, that same agility

was allowing her to quickly become acclimated to her burden, one

that could have been too much for a more graceful skater.



        She continued to skate, trying several different jumps, turns,

and spins; they were still somewhat awkward, but she felt confident

enough that she was just about ready to start. She skated over to

the staging area, where the Doctor and Nancy had come to meet her.



        "I think I'm ready to go..."



        "Excellent, Tonya," the Doctor replied, "we'll get started right

away!"



        Tonya skated to the center of the ice, nervously awaiting the

beginning of her ordeal; her concentration was mixed with fear of

the pain she would have to endure, and she gulped with apprehension.



        'You'll do it, Tonya!' she heard her inner voice tell her.



        "Remember, Tonya," the Doctor's voice boomed through the rink,

startling her, "once you start the Final Test, you HAVE to complete

it successfully before you'll be allowed to finish."



        "OK..." Tonya replied, hesitantly.



        A few seconds later, music blared out of the speakers, and the

skater started gliding across the ice. She had no problem, and felt

good as she followed the rhythm of her program music. After a few

passes around the rink, she prepared for an axel; she launched

herself, and...



        BZZZZZTTTT!!! The Doctor pressed the red button, giving Tonya a

shock as she went into her axel!



        "OOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!" Tonya screamed as her body splayed out

in every conceivable direction, causing her to land flat on her ass,

sliding across the ice!



        Tears welled up in Tonya's eyes as she pulled herself up and

made her way over to the judge's box.



        "I CAN'T DO THIS!!!" she screamed and sobbed, "PLEASE DON'T MAKE

ME DO THIS!!!"



        "Tonya," the Doctor's voice boomed in response, "you were told

that you had to COMPLETE the Final Test once you started it! You

WILL finish it!!!"



        "But I CAN'T!!!" she wailed, pounding her fists on the glass of

the judge's box, "It's not FAIR!!!"



        "You WILL complete the Final Test, Tonya!" the music had gone

silent, and the resonance of the chamber gave his words a menacing,

judgemental tone as they reverberated in Tonya's ears!



        "NO!!!" she replied, defiantly, "I WON'T!!! You can't MAKE

meeEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!"



        The Doctor had pressed the red button once again, sending the

skater's nude body collapsing to the ice, screaming!



        Nancy went out onto the ice, picking up Tonya's agonized body,

and helping her back into the staging area, where they were met by

the Doctor.



        "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME???" Tonya wailed to the Doctor!



        "Tonya," he replied, dispassionately, "you were told what you

would experience during the Final Test; you were also told that once

you started, you would HAVE to complete it."



        "But... But it hurts... so bad..." Tonya sobbed.



        "The idea is to prove to yourself that you CAN do it, Tonya!"



        "But... I COULD... if you weren't... hurting me..."



        "Life is that way, Tonya," he said, his voice becoming smooth

and gentle, "it won't go back and start over just because something

hurts you..."



        "But... what... what can I do?" Tonya asked.



        "Just make up your mind that you won't let the pain stop you,

Tonya." he replied.



        "How... how can I... do that... when it... HURTS so much?"



        'You'll find a way, Tonya...' she heard her inner voice say.



        "You've gotten through everything else here, haven't you?" the

Doctor asked.



        "Yeah..."



        "And you feel stronger because of it, don't you?"



        "Yeah..."



        "So is there any reason you shouldn't be able to get through the

Final Test, Tonya?"



        "No... I guess not..."



        'That's right!' her inner voice exclaimed, 'there's no reason

you can't get through this! Believe in yourself, Tonya!'



        "Tonya," Nancy said, holding Tonya's shoulders, "I know you can

do it! I... I didn't think I'd ever say this... but I admire what

you've been able to go through here!"



        "You do...?" Tonya replied, startled at Nancy's candor.



        "Oh, Tonya!" Nancy continued, pulling Tonya into a warm hug, "I

want you to get through this! You'll be so much better when it's

over!"



        Tonya's tears changed from sad to happy, and she embraced the

silver medalist tightly, feeling an unknown warmth from the woman

she'd thought was no more than a block of ice emotionally. They held

each other for a couple minutes, then released, both feeling the

warmth and caring that they'd shared.



        "It's time, Tonya," the Doctor spoke, "go out and do it!"





Chapter 31



        Tonya skated out onto the ice again, more determined than ever

to succeed this time! The music started, and she was off! Gliding

around the rink, Tonya felt a new energy surging through her; now if

she could only ignore the pain...



        Into a jump, and the button was pushed again! Tonya screamed and

fell awkwardly onto the ice, sliding to a stop!



        'Don't lose it, Tonya!' her inner voice said!



        Tonya got up; she was tense from the pain! Her determination

flared as she gritted her teeth!



        "I'm... not... gonna... give up..."



        Tonya got up, her breathing heavy from the fire of willpower

starting to burn inside her! She skated off again, this time more

for power than grace; faster and faster, then she went into the jump

again...



        BZZZZZZTTTTTTT!!! The probe electrified Tonya's most private

area again!



        "NNNNNGGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!" Tonya strained to keep from screaming at

the top of her lungs as she landed! Her landing looked like she'd

never been on skates before, but she kept her balance!



        "I did it!" Tonya exclaimed, feelings of pride swelling within

her! "I can do it!"



        'I knew you could!' her inner voice cried happily!



        Tonya's next move was a toe loop; she skated into her approach

with new confidence, launched herself, and...



        BZZZZTTTTTTT!!! The probe activated again, making Tonya grit her

teeth again to keep from screaming! Her leg felt shaky on the

landing, but she stayed upright!



        "I'm gonna do this...!" she said to herself.



        Through dizzying spins, jumps, and loops, Tonya fought hard to

keep herself in control! She knew she'd never win any points for

style, but that meant nothing now; her only goal was to overcome the

torturous pain that her most sensitive parts were receiving and

finish this Final Test!



        Now it was time for the triple jumps...



        Tonya set herself up for a triple toe loop; she launched, and

the shocker did its evil deed! Her concentration faltered, and she

fell out of the loop, ending up awkwardly splayed on the ice again!



        "Not gonna stop now...!"



        Tonya practically flew up from the ice, sweeping around the edge

of the rink to set herself up for another try at the triple toe

loop! The approach... the setup... the launch...



        BZZZZZZTTTTTTT!!!! Tonya's face was a grotesque image of pain as

she fought to keep her balance and concentration! She went around

once... twice... three times... her skate didn't hit squarely, and

she felt like she'd fall, but she wildly flailed her arms, and

maintained her position, staying up!



        "One more left...!"



        The one jump left for Tonya to perform was the triple axel, the

maneuver that only one other woman besides her had ever done in

competition! It was difficult enough to begin with; would she be

able to complete it, as encumbered as she was?



        Tonya started her run; her determination was at a fever pitch

now, with an intensity that made her feel like a locomotive! Faster

and faster she skated as the Doctor's finger hovered over the button

that would send searing pain into Tonya's clitoris! Nancy watched,

tense and fearful, as the nude girl sped toward the fateful moment!



        Tonya knew she had to make this one count for more than ANY

competition she'd ever been in, even the Olympics! Her determination

was almost to the point of an insane rage, and she went into her

approach...



        As she launched herself, the Doctor pressed the button; Tonya

felt a flash of lightning shoot through her pussy, and she wanted to

scream, but kept her teeth gritted!



        "NNNNNNNGGGGGGG..." Tonya suppressed the scream as she rotated

the first time!



        Each revolution seemed like an eternity; the hideous pain made

Tonya feel like she was going in slow-motion!



        'Don't lose it, Tonya!!!' her inner voice screamed!



        "...GGGHHHHAAAAAAAAA..." Tonya's control was weakening as she

went into her second rotation!



        The pain continued! The Doctor was keeping his finger on the

button, not releasing it as he had previously!



        'Do it, Tonya!!!' the inner voice pleaded!



        Tonya's eyes were squinted, barely able to see through the pain!

What she was able to see flowed by her, almost as though she were

underwater! Her face was twisted and contorted into impossible

expressions of torment as her momentum carried her around!



        "...AAAAAOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!!!" Tonya couldn't keep her teeth

clenched together anymore, and her scream filled the rink!



        The Doctor's finger was still pushing the button! Nancy stood

by, both mesmerized and mortified at the horrific sight that her

ex-rival's suffering presented!



        Tonya's third revolution was complete; now all she had to do was

land without falling, and she'd be done! She felt herself coming

down, and extended her foot to plant it onto the ice! Her skate

blade made contact with the ice, but she could tell it wasn't stable

enough to keep from falling! She made wild gyrations with her arms

to keep her balance, and barely managed to stay up as her screaming

reverberated throughout the chamber!



        The Doctor lifted his finger from the button; Tonya's pain

stopped, and she knew that her ordeal had ended! Tears streamed from

her eyes as she stopped in the center of the rink, dropping to her

knees!



        "I... I... did it..." Tonya said to herself, weakly...



        The music had stopped, and an eerie silence filled the rink;

Tonya got up to her feet, slowly realizing that she had succeeded in

completing her Final Test!



        'You did it because you believed in yourself, Tonya!' her inner

voice told her!



        "I... really... did it..."



        Tonya closed her eyes; she thought about everything she'd been

through in the past few days here at the Doctor's home. She hadn't

dared think that she could have endured all the torment she had been

subjected to...



        But she had...



        As the realization sank in, Tonya Harding was filled with a

greater joy than she'd ever known! For perhaps the first time in her

life, she felt a genuine sense of accomplishment!



        "I DID IT!!!!!!!!" Tonya screamed at the top of her lungs,

filling the chamber with the sounds of her jubilation! She jumped up

and down like a cheerleader, more excited than she'd ever remembered

herself feeling before!



        Tonya skated over to the staging area, where the Doctor and

Nancy were waiting for her. As she stepped off the ice, she flew

into their arms, hugging them both as tightly as she possibly could!



        "I DID IT!!!" Tonya was screaming, "I DID IT!!!"



        "We knew you could, Tonya!" Nancy exclaimed, holding her new

friend equally tightly, "We knew you could!"



        "You were excellent, Tonya!" the Doctor added, his face lit up

in a bright smile, "You came through it beautifully!"



        Tonya extricated herself from Nancy, and turned her attention to

the Doctor, hugging him as tightly as she had Nancy!



        "How can I ever thank you, Doctor Liebenschmerz?"



        "Tonya," he replied, "just seeing you get through this makes me

feel prouder than I've ever felt before!"



        Tonya released the Doctor, then grabbed both him and Nancy in a

warm embrace, jumping up and down, and taking the two of them with

her!



        "I DID IT!!!" Tonya cried, her eyes filled with joyous tears!



Chapter 32



        Tonya stood still as the Doctor and Nancy removed her skates; a

pair of slippers replaced them, and it felt good to get her feet

back on the ground. The Doctor and Nancy walked on either side of

her still-nude body, and they went back to the elevator.



        "I think I'm going to kind of... miss this..." Tonya said, not

really sure why she was saying it.



        "You're going to MISS it?" Nancy asked, shocked!



        "Yeah... kind of..." Tonya replied, turning her head toward her

ex-rival, "it doesn't... really... you know... make any sense...

but... uh... I just feel good..."



        "Because you felt that you achieved something for yourself

instead of doing it to please someone else?" the Doctor inquired.



        "THAT'S IT!!!" Tonya squealed!



        "Ohhhh," Nancy exclaimed with the realization, "now it makes

sense!"



        They entered the elevator, and started moving upward; soon, they

arrived at the basement, and they walked down the hall to the

Recovery Room. Tonya started to sit in the padded chair she had been

in earlier, but the Doctor pointed toward a device that reminded her

of the Test Bench.



        "Get on it, Tonya," he said, "I have to restrain you one last

time, but it's just to remove all the equipment inside you."



        Tonya hopped on the bench; the Doctor bound her hands and feet

with leather straps, then prepared to remove all the implements that

she had been fitted with for the tests.



        The backpack was first; the two tubes were disconnected, and the

ends were placed in a bell jar, where small amounts of water and

feminine juices flowed from them. The Doctor unstrapped the backpack

and quickly removed it.



        He reached underneath Tonya's bound body and unhooked the

bladder tube, breast tubes, and the shock probe from the chestpack,

then unstrapped it from her body, and removed that, too.



        He undid the harness holding the breast cups in place; as he

removed the harness, the cups stayed in place. He grasped the left

cup, gently prying it away from Tonya's breast; it wanted to stick,

but the Doctor's careful ministrations kept her skin from getting

hurt as the cup was pulled away. When the left breast was free, he

repeated the procedure on Tonya's right breast, gently pulling the

cup away as he made sure the skin didn't stick.



        Tonya felt a cool breeze on her breasts as they were exposed to

the air, and it felt good! She could tell that they were still

covered by the sticky goo, but the coolness felt wonderful!



        Walking around behind Tonya, the shock probe was the next to be

removed; she felt the clitoral probe being removed, and thought that

she could do without ever having THAT inside her again! The Doctor

gently grasped the bladder tube, and slowly slid it out; she felt

strange as it made its way through her urethra, but again, she was

glad to have it out!



        The vaginal extractor was next; the Doctor firmly grasped the

unit, then started giving it a pull. Tonya grunted as the extractor

stayed firmly inside her, not wanting to be removed!



        "Try and relax yourself, Tonya..."



        It wasn't easy with the large extractor being wedged inside her,

but Tonya managed to relax herself enough so that the Doctor could

loosen the unit. Slowly, he pulled, and her vaginal walls gave up

their grasp! It was MUCH bigger than any man she'd ever had in her

pussy, and she mused to herself how she'd never be able to find a

man who could satisfy her THAT much! After twisting and turning the

extractor inside her pussy to loosen it, the unit finally came out,

with a loud "SLORP!"; her labia remained a wide, gaping maw!



        Finally, it was time to remove the rectal tube; this would have

to be done carefully, so that the delicate tissues of her rectum

wouldn't be damaged. The inflatable rings that held the tube in

place were deflated, and Tonya felt them reduce in size. The Doctor

firmly grasped the tube, and gently turned it to loosen it, the same

way as he had done with the extractor.



        Slowly, the wide tube was slid out; Tonya felt uncomfortable,

but wasn't in pain. It felt strange to her, though, which was the

source of her discomfort; as long as she was getting that gigantic

tube OUT of her ass, she didn't mind, though...



        The Doctor's steady hand gently pulled on the tube; it moved

slowly, almost imperceptibly at times, but gradually, the entire

length was almost out of her, with just the end remaining inside. A

sharp tug, a "GASP!" from Tonya, and the tube was out! The effects

of the tube still remained, though; Tonya's anal orifice was still

stretched to about an inch wide!



        "All done, Tonya..." the Doctor said, as he started unbinding

the gently sobbing skater.



        "Ohhhh..." she sighed, "I'm glad THAT'S over with!"



        Tonya hopped off the bench; she felt strange without all the

equipment inside her most private areas, and it took her several

moments to get her footing.



        "How does a nice hot bath sound, Tonya?"



        "It sounds great, Doctor!"



        "Nancy," he said, motioning to her, "why don't you help Tonya

get herself cleaned up?"



        Nancy responded by putting her hand on Tonya's shoulder and

motioning her to follow. Tonya followed her, and they left the room,

walking down the hall toward the bathroom. They entered, and stood

beside the whirlpool bathtub.



        "Climb in, Tonya..."



        Tonya climbed in and sat down; Nancy turned on the water, and a

short while later, the whirlpool jets. The rushing water felt good

against Tonya's tormented body, and she quickly started to relax.



        Nancy grabbed a loofah sponge, soap, and some lotions, placing

them on a tray beside the tub; she climbed in the tub, sitting down

next to Tonya and giving her a hug.



        "Tonya," she said, "I'm glad you got through this so well!"



        "You don't hate me anymore?"



        "No," she replied, "what you had to go through was MUCH worse

than what I went through with my knee."



        "Nancy," Tonya said, her expression worried, "I really feel bad

that you got hurt... I mean... if I could go back... and know you

better... I wouldn't have let that happen..."



        "It's all in the past, Tonya," Nancy responded, her face a

gentle smile, "what's important is that things will be better for

you from now on!"



        "But..." Tonya half-protested, confused, "what made you..

stop... hating me?"



        "I started respecting you."



        "You DID?!?!?"



        "Yeah..." Nancy replied, "it started when the Doctor had you in

the feeding chair, and you were full of ice water."



        "That was... horrible..."



        "You were so... helpless..." Nancy continued, her eyes getting

misty from the memory that was painful even for her, "it was... hard

for me... to... hate you... after that..."



        "I'd never... felt so... so... I don't know... helpless... or

maybe... worthless... or something..." Tonya replied, her own eyes

getting misty.



        "But I really started to... respect you..." Nancy went on, "when

I tried... some of the therapy..."



        "You... you... really TRIED it???"



        "Yeah..." Nancy said, "he strapped me into the... feeding

chair... force-fed me... and... cleaned me out... he put an... an...

extractor... inside my pussy... like you had..."



        "What was it like... for you?"



        "Scary!" Nancy replied, "It was really scary... but after a

while... my pussy... was getting... stimulated... I got... really

hot... had a... fantastic orgasm..."



        "Yeah...?" Tonya was intrigued.



        "I thought about..." Nancy continued, "about you... and what you

were going through... and realized... that... that... if you

could... get through it... without... giving up... or going...

crazy... there must be... something... really special... about

you..."



        Thank you, Nancy!" Tonya cried, tears now streaming down her

face, "I never... really had anyone... who... who... believed... in

me... just people who... who... forced me... to be... something...

something that... they... thought I should be..."



        "It'll be better now, Tonya..." Nancy said, giving her a warm

embrace, "it'll be better..."



        Releasing Tonya from the embrace, Nancy looked into her eyes;

they felt a spark of energy between them, and they knew they would

soon be exchanging fiery passion!



        "Before we do anything," Nancy said, "let me scrub you, OK?"



        Tonya nodded, and Nancy reached over to the tray, grabbing the

soap and the loofah sponge. She dipped the soap in the water, then

lathered up her hands and started spreading the lather all over

Tonya's upper body. Tonya laid back and relaxed as Nancy's strong

hands covered her body with warm soap suds.



        Nancy reached over and turned the jets off; Tonya hadn't been

expecting it, and looked at Nancy. Nancy just grinned and opened the

drain, letting the water drain out.



        "Are we done?" Tonya asked.



        "No, this is so we can lather each other up!"



        As the water drained, Nancy's hands worked their way down

Tonya's body, covering every inch with the soothing soap suds. Her

massive breasts were the next stop for Nancy's ministrations, and

Nancy was up to the task. For what seemed an eternity, she gently

kneaded Tonya's breasts, working the lather into the skin to remove

the residue from the goo that had held them inside the milking cups.



        "Suck them, Nancy!"



        "Not yet, Tonya..." Nancy replied.



        Tonya felt herself getting close to orgasm; her breathing became

heavier, and she felt the wave of pleasure building. Just when she

was nearing the edge, Nancy pulled her hands away, breaking Tonya's

concentration; she looked at Nancy confusedly.



        "I'm not going to let you, Tonya... not yet..." Nancy grinned.



        Losing her concentration dulled Tonya's arousal, and she felt

herself slipping away from the edge of the abyss of orgasmic ecstacy

that she wanted to leap into!



        Soon, Nancy started lathering Tonya's torso, leisurely working

the soap suds into her skin. Tonya's arousal started to bloom again,

and she wanted Nancy to start lathering up her pussy! Nancy took her

time, though, slowly moving down; to Tonya's dismay, Nancy started

to move down her legs instead of soaping up her now-soaking vulva!



        Tonya let out a whimper of protest, but Nancy only grinned as

she worked her way down Tonya's muscular legs, covering them with

thick lather. Nancy's hands massaged her legs as they worked the

suds in, relaxing Tonya as she became more and more aroused.



        When Nancy got down to Tonya's feet, she kissed them gently

before she started covering them with the thick soap suds; Tonya let

out a moan of pleasure. The soothing massage relaxed her, and the

more relaxed she became, the more aroused she became as well!



        Tonya let her hands explore Nancy's body, as well; she grabbed a

washcloth and soap, and started lathering Nancy's lithe body up as

her ex-rival finished her own. The two bodies became intertwined as

soap suds obscured the various parts, covering both women in a rich,

luxurious lather.



        "Now we get to rinse off..." Nancy said.



        Nancy took a shower nozzle, pointing it at Tonya; she turned the

water on, and a moment later, a warm spray started to take the suds

away. Nancy aimed the spray to rinse away the remnants of the loving

lather from their bodies, then handed Tonya the nozzle, so she could

do the same. Tonya rinsed the suds from Nancy's body, noticing the

sheen of water on her freshly-shaven pussy, glistening like a peach

covered with morning dew.



        As the last remnants of the soap suds was washed away, the two

women's hands caressed each other's bodies; gently touching each

other's faces, they pulled themselves into a mutual embrace, melting

into a very deep soul kiss. Their kiss lasted for what seemed like

hours, the passion taking away any sense of time that either of them

had left.



        For an eternity, the two women were as one, the strong sexual

energy both flowing through and controlling them, continually taking

their passion to undreamed-of heights; fingers, tongues, and other

bodily parts became instruments of pleasure, with each becoming a

fine Stradivarius of sexual ecstasy!



        As their passion began to fade, they both started getting tired;

Nancy turned on the whirlpool once again, and the two women simply

melted into blissful relaxation in the afterglow...



Epilogue



        Several hours later, the Doctor walked in; both Tonya and Nancy

had fallen into a satisfied slumber in each other's arms. He gently

nudged Tonya, who barely noticed him; Nancy was a little bit more

lucid, though, and opened her eyes fairly quickly.



        "How..." Nancy asked, "How long... have we been... asleep?"



        "About 4-1/2 hours," he replied, "Nothing to worry about."



        "Ohhhh..." Nancy responded, surprised that so much time had

elapsed.



        Once Tonya was awake, the two women got out of the bathtub and

dried themselves off; both of them had some trouble standing at

first, due to the deep relaxation that they'd experienced.



        Once dried, the three left the bathroom, and walked down the

hall; Nancy stopped in the break room, where she'd experienced so

much pleasure depilating her pubic area, and got both her bikini and

her lab coat.



        They continued down the hall, ending up in the bedroom where

Tonya had been bound securely to her bed. Fresh clothes had been set

out for her, since the ones she had worn when she arrived were in

tatters from Nancy's skate blade!



        Tonya started putting her clothes on; she'd been kept nude and

helpless for so long that wearing clothing actually started feeling

slightly strange! A mirror now hung on the wall; Tonya couldn't

remember it having been there before, but that made no difference to

her as she looked at herself. She knew she looked the same, but

somehow, she felt that there was something new from when she'd first

arrived here.



        "You've grown as a person, Tonya," the Doctor interjected, "and

that's why you feel different now."



        "Yeah..." was all that Tonya could say in response.



        Tonya took one last look at her new self, then joined the Doctor

and Nancy as they walked out of the bedroom for what they knew would

be the last time. None of them said anything, but they could all

feel how deeply this experience had affected them.



        The trio walked through the main room, the dungeon where Tonya

had suffered her first agonies at Nancy's hands; it now seemed so...

familiar... to both women. Tonya actually felt pangs of regret for

having to leave this place; in a weird way, she had found a depth to

herself that she hadn't realized even existed!



        The elevator door opened; all three got in, but hesitated to

push the button, taking one last look around. Finally, Tonya reached

out, pushing the button for the ground level, and the car started to

slowly rise.



        After a minute or so, the elevator reached the ground floor; the

door opened, and they all got out. As the door closed, they walked

down the hall, coming to a sumptuous living room; a sliding door

opened onto a deck, and the Doctor opened it, leading the two women

outside.



        Once on the deck, all three looked toward the east as the sun

started to rise; the Doctor and Nancy were deeply moved by the

beautiful sunrise, but Tonya was overwhelmed by emotion, her eyes

starting to water, and a lump forming in her throat. The sunrise was

a symbol of everything that she had dreamed would happen from having

gone through her ordeal!



        A new day was dawning for Tonya Harding...



        The End