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Behavioral Experiment Case Study #1012
by Quid Pro Quo (brewski@gmx.us)

***

A boy, his mother and sister on a family camping trip 
stumble upon a remote clinic, where they become 
unwilling subjects in a behavioral modification 
experiment. (F-adult/FM-teens, underage, inc, reluc, 
oral, anal, bd, mc, drugs)

***

Behavioral Experiment Case Study # 1012 - From the 
Secret Files Of NARPC

Experiment 1012 Overview: The current experiment's 
social unit consists of three subjects: #24601, 
"Danny", a brown-haired 17-year-old male, 135 pounds, 
5'9" tall; #24602, "Taylor", a blonde 20-year-old 
female, 5'6", 115 pounds; and #24603, "Melissa", the 
blonde 38-year-old alpha female of the social unit, 
5'7", 145 pounds, maternal female of the other two 
subjects. (Per the initial intake interviews, the 
paternal alpha male of the social unit, "Alex" 
deserted the social unit over three years prior.) 
The desired results from this experiment will be to 
establish #24601 as the alpha male and dominant member 
of this social unit, subjugating his sibling, #24602, 
and #24603, the alpha female. 

High up on a densely-wooded mountainside in the 
Northwest sits the NorthAm Psychological Research 
Clinic. NAPRC is dedicated to furthering the 
behavioral psychology theories of B. F. Skinner, the 
scientist who invented the operant conditioning 
chamber, (a.k.a. the "Skinner box"), which 
demonstrates how consequences for an organism's 
behavior determines how the organism adapts that 
behavior. (For instance, when a rat pulls the lever it 
receives food, thus the rat will make frequent pulls 
on the lever.)

***

To that end, NAPRC utilizes advanced techniques 
dedicated to behavioral modification experiments on 
Earth's dominant organisms – humans. Since their 
experiments are advanced beyond conventional medical 
methodologies, many mainstream authorities would 
object to the nature of their work. In order to 
operate without interference, after building the 
facility the main road was torn up and re-forested so 
that the Clinic site is accessible only by fire roads. 
Light supplies like food are brought in weekly via 
ATVs towing trailers. Large equipment and heavier bulk 
supplies are airlifted in by helicopter.

NAPRC is so isolated cell phones can't find a signal, 
and magnetic compasses are useless due to the high 
iron content in the soil. In the remote chance that 
any subjects make an unauthorized exit from the 
facility they are quickly retrieved by security staff 
utilizing the latest night vision and heat-seeking 
technologies. If they are not immediately retrieved, 
their chances of successful survival in the woods are 
approximately 5% due to the inclement weather, rough 
terrain, lack of water, and the abundance of grizzly 
bears in the surrounding area. 

***

Danny awoke and sat up, shocked to see he was in a 
dimly-lit 12' x 12' white cell with a white door but 
no windows. The bed was in the middle of the cell with 
white sheets and white pillow. A stainless steel 
toilet was mounted on one wall, adjoining a sink and a 
compact shower stall. A small table was mounted on 
another wall. He was wearing blue surgical scrubs, but 
nothing else underneath. He recalled a voice speaking 
to him in a dream, but couldn't recall the words. As 
he stood to empty his bladder in the toilet, his head 
cleared as he tried to recall the sequence of events 
that got him there.

Danny, his mom Melissa, and his sister Taylor had been 
on their annual family camping trip. This had been a 
"family bonding" tradition their Mom came up with 
(which Danny loved but Taylor hated) since their Dad 
had left them, and every year they tried to go 
somewhere new. (Taylor's temperament was just like her 
father's, stubborn and hot-headed, and she had been 
her daddy's favorite.) This year had been a disaster 
from the beginning: they got a late start, as usual. 

Taylor had been complaining the whole time, and then 
rolled down a window to throw up when she got carsick. 
That's when the map had been sucked out into the 
darkness. Then they had gotten more lost on the way to 
the campground because something went wrong with the 
GPS, and the regular compass in Danny's backpack 
wouldn't stay stable enough to find true north as they 
got higher up into the coastal range. They ended up on 
a narrow logging road, and it was so dark and foggy, 
Melissa could barely see the road.

When their station wagon hit a huge pothole they heard 
a metallic breaking sound, and even thought the engine 
still ran, the car would not move any further. By this 
time the temperature was dropping, so after some 
debate it was decided the safest thing to do was for 
the whole family to walk uphill, thinking maybe they 
could get a cell signal further up the mountain.

Danny got out the flashlights, and they trudged 
upwards on the fire trail. Taylor had not put new 
batteries in the flashlights like she was supposed to, 
so their bulbs quickly began to dim. After about 40 
minutes of stumbling around on the trail in the 
darkness they came upon a clearing, shocked to see a 
brightly lit modern building looming before them. It 
was very modern, with an exterior of titanium and 
white marble. There was no indication as to what it 
was, other than the lettering on the glass doors in 
front indicated "Clinic". 

The door was unlocked, so they walked into the lobby, 
where a lovely lit waterfall fountain was set into the 
wall, red leather chairs gathered around it. No one 
was around, so they sat down on the red leather chairs 
to rest. After a few minutes, a small young woman came 
in, barefoot and wearing green hospital scrubs. On her 
head was green shiny metallic party wig in a bob style 
cut. She carried a tray with cups of coffee and hot 
chocolate. Danny was immediately struck by her 
beautiful green eyes. She looked to be in her late 
teens, and even though she was devoid of makeup he 
thought she was the prettiest girl he had seen in a 
long time.

"Welcome to the Clinic," she said, "You must be cold 
and tired if you walked all the way up here through 
the fog." As she bent over in front of him to set the 
tray down, Danny got a good look down the front of her 
scrubs, and she was not wearing a bra. Her tits were 
small, but her nipples were large and puffy, and Danny 
felt his dick harden in his jeans. He hoped the lump 
would not be too obvious. Standing up, she announced, 
"A senior staff member will be here shortly to assist 
you." 

As she was turning to leave, Danny's mom stood and 
grabbed the girl's arm and asked, "But where exactly 
are we? We're lost and need to find some lodging for 
tonight, and call someone to get our car fixed." The 
girl looked at Melissa and her eyes grew wide and 
fearful. Gently pulling her arm away, she headed 
quickly back the way she came and called over her 
shoulder, "I'm sorry ma'am, but I'm not permitted to 
give out information, you'll have to wait for a senior 
staff member!" At that, the girl ran out the door.

Being hot and tired, the four of them drank the 
lemonade quickly. Taylor commented, "This lemonade 
tasted kinda funny." Danny agreed, but his mother 
remarked that they shouldn't complain because that 
would make them ungrateful guests.

An older pale grey-haired man wearing a doctor's lab 
coat walked in and introduced himself. "How do you do, 
I'm Dr. Massingham, but as both a doctor and a teacher 
here everyone just calls me 'Professor'. I trust you 
are recuperating after your long hike?"

Danny recalled the Professor had engaged them in 
conversation, asking a lot of questions about who they 
were, where they came from, and about where their car 
had broken down, and if anyone knew they were this far 
up. For some reason, his Mom kept answering them all, 
instead of insisting to use the phone to call for 
help. Her speech was slurring and slowing, as if she 
was drunk or something. Taylor had dozed off, and when 
Danny tried to ask for the phone, he found he couldn't 
speak, only raise his hand a few inches and try to 
gesture.

A large man wearing a security guard outfit had 
entered the lobby; the last thing Danny remembered 
seeing was Dr. Massingham leaning over his mother, 
undressing her. Using a small surgical scissors that 
he took from his lab coat pocket, he cut away her bra 
and her ample breasts fell free. Danny noticed what 
big nipples she had, and found himself admiring them, 
wanting to touch them. As his eyes closed, he heard 
the Professor instruct the security guard to make sure 
their car was disposed of.

Now here Danny was, alone in this room, trying to make 
sense of it all. He tried to open the door, but it was 
locked. As he sat down, a panel in the wall slid down 
to reveal a window. Just outside his window he could 
see three rooms with floor-to-ceiling plexiglas walls 
across the hallway. The lights brightened a bit, and 
the Professor's voice came into the room. "Good 
morning Daniel, I hope you are well rested. 

Danny tried to respond, but all he could do was croak. 
"I apologize for your inability to speak, it's just a 
side effect of the psychotropic drug I put in the 
lemonade that your family so willingly drank. It 
should pass in an hour or so. I know this will be a 
bit of a shock to you, but you and your family are now 
guests in our clinic. I anticipate your stay will be a 
few weeks, but it may be longer or shorter, depending 
upon how you all respond to our treatment. As you can 
see, everyone has their own rooms at the moment, but 
these arrangements are subject to change depending 
upon your preference."

Another panel slid open, revealing three sets of 
controls. "You will have controls over each room 
Danny. You can make them hot or cold, you can lock and 
unlock them, and you can provide food or deny it. 
Think of it as a human zoo. The one thing to remember 
is, there is a price for everything. You must never 
give something for free. If, for example, your sister 
wants food, you must get a service from her in return. 
If I catch you giving something away, the recipient 
will be punished. You must be in control. You are 
their master." That was when Danny remembered what the 
voice speaking to him in his dream kept repeating: 
"These females are yours. You must be in control. You 
are their master." He felt his cock getting stiff 
again.

***

Experiment notes: Male #24601 is awake and responsive. 
Based on his calm demeanor and subsequent erection, 
the subliminal suggestions seem to be having the 
desired effect in isolation, but true behavioral 
impact will need to be assessed when the social unit 
is re-integrated.

***

Melissa woke and looked around. She was laying naked 
under a sheet with a small pillow, on a wall-mounted 
cot stainless steel cot in a 6 by 8 foot cell with 
three white walls and one clear Plexiglas wall. In the 
corner were a wall-mounted stainless steel lavatory, a 
small sink, and a metal shower hose with a hand-held 
nozzle over a small drain. She tried to stand up and 
call out for her children, but her knees were weak and 
she found she was unable to use her voice, so she lay 
back down. While she was unconscious, she had a 
recurring dream with a disembodied voice repeating how 
she should free herself by totally giving herself to 
Danny. 

The dream had been rather erotic, with the voice 
describing how good it would feel to have Danny's lips 
on hers, his hands on her tits, his cock in her mouth. 
Since her husband Alex ran away with a waitress she 
had tried dating a few times but the men ended up 
being jerks, so for three years her sex life had been 
non-existent. This dream had awoken her dormant 
passions, and a quick touch confirmed her pussy was 
wet and ready. She began to move her fingers across 
her pussy to pleasure herself, and began imagining all 
the things that the voice had suggested and more...

***

Experiment notes: Female #24603 is awake and 
responsive. Her self-stimulating sexual behaviors 
prove the initial subliminal suggestions have achieved 
the desired effect. Behavioral projections indicate 
#24603 will be ready for social unit re-integration 
sooner than expected.

***

Taylor bolted awake in her cell, and immediately ran 
to the plexiglas wall, pounding on the glass and 
trying to scream for help. No sound came out of her 
throat, and with all the effort she suddenly became 
dizzy and collapsed, crying. It was no fair! She hated 
those stupid camping trips, she hated that stupid car, 
she hated her father for leaving, and she hated her 
family. 

It was THEIR fault for going on a stupid trip any way. 
She wanted to be home with her boyfriend, going to the 
mall with her friends, practicing ballet and playing 
beach volleyball. While she was unconscious she had 
had a gross dream with a stupid voice repeating how 
she should give her body to Danny, her idiot brother! 
How gross was THAT? She lay shivering and naked on the 
floor of her cell and shuddered at the very thought of 
letting that momma's boy touch her.

***

Experiment notes: Female #24602 is awake and agitated. 
There is no behavioral evidence that the subliminal 
suggestions were successful; it appears she is 
actively rejecting them. Behavioral projections 
indicate #24602 will be not be open to harmonious 
social unit re-integration initially; if social unit 
re-integration is not successful after a few days, 
Female #19902 will be inserted into the situational 
dynamic as a catalyst to stimulate the desired results 
for #24601.

***

Melissa heard the snick of a deadbolt unlocking, and 
the door swung noiselessly inwards as Danny entered 
her cell. A shred of modesty compelled her to wrap her 
nakedness in the sheet as she sat up on her cot. Danny 
walked up to her and handed her a bottle of water, 
which she guzzled quickly. Then, taking her face in 
his hands he kissed her on the mouth. Two days ago, 
she would have pushed him away or slapped his face, 
but she was compelled instead to open her lips and 
receive his tongue as he kissed her. His hands slipped 
beneath the sheet and gently squeezed her breasts, but 
she didn't resist. It seemed the most natural thing to 
do. The aroused scent rising from her womanhood under 
the sheet seemed to prove it.

Danny then stood upright, looking down at her. His 
hardness was making a tent-pole in his scrubs pants. 
"I'm glad you're all right, Melissa," he said. "Let me 
explain. We're subjects in a scientific experiment. 
I'm now the man of the family, and I'm taking control 
of you and Taylor. From now on, I will control 
everything about your life, whether in these cells or 
after we leave. Where you go, what you wear, who you 
see will all be at my direction. The sooner your 
behavior shows that you accept me as your new Master, 
the sooner we can all go home."

Melissa stared at her son, stunned. "What do you want 
me to do?" she asked hesitantly. "And why are you 
calling me by my first name instead of just 'Mom'?"

Danny smiled wickedly. "I'm your Master, and as of 
this moment you are no longer 'Mom', you're whatever I 
decide to call you; my lover, my whore, or my slave. 
You will do everything I tell you here. If you don't, 
you won't be eating for a while, and things will 
definitely get uncomfortable for you. Maybe even 
painful. Understand?" With that, he pulled off her 
sheet so she was naked. "Lay back and spread your 
legs," he commanded. "You're going to suck my cock 
while I watch you rub yourself."

A stunned Melissa did as she was told, and with one 
hand began to stimulate herself as she used the other 
hand to grasp his member and put the tip into her 
mouth, then stroke his member as she sucked. It all 
seemed so right to her, and felt so good, and Danny's 
voice was so soothing to listen to. "I've been 
thinking, you're young and still quite fertile. I 
remember you and Dad fighting about having more kids, 
but he never wanted to. I've decided I want to get you 
pregnant, would you like that?" 

Her mouth full of cock, Melissa could only nod her 
head and grunt in agreement. "In fact, you could have 
more than one. Your mother had you when she was in her 
late forties, so you have a lot of time left to make a 
lot of babies." Melissa again nodded and grunted her 
agreement as her climax began to build. "You seem to 
be getting close, so I want you to cum for me. Come 
on, slut, cum for me, let me hear you." 

Melissa's hand was frantically working her pussy, and 
at Danny's command, her orgasm burst through her. 
Pushing her heels into the cot, she raised her ass and 
stiffened as it tore through her, and she screamed in 
pleasure. It was the best orgasm she'd had in years, 
better than any her ex-husband had been able to give 
her. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and gasped 
for breath. Danny was pleased. "Melissa, you're such a 
good little slut. I'm going to love fucking you with a 
baby in your belly."

"I'm only a slut for you, Master," she whispered, 
rolling over and getting on to all fours, her tits 
dangling. Pleased, Danny moved into position from 
behind, slipping his cock in her wet baby hole for the 
first time, and began to pump. His hands reached down 
and began squeezing her boobs, pinching her nipples. 
As Danny took her, Melissa realized her period had 
ended about two weeks before and, with no husband or 
steady boyfriend, she couldn't remember the last time 
she had even taken a birth control pill. He pumped her 
like he was never going to stop; when her son finally 
squirted into her pussy and they had both collapsed on 
their backs in exhaustion, she knew her impregnation 
was imminent.

Melissa was almost asleep when she felt his mouth on 
her nipples. He was suddenly on top of her, his arms 
reaching underneath her to squeeze her ass cheeks. He 
roughly pumped his cock in her cunt as he continued to 
suck and bite her tits. It was hard and rough fucking, 
and as he slammed into her she felt her orgasm 
arriving quickly. 

Urging him on with her hands on his ass she cried out, 
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh, yes, please, breed me, put your bastard 
in my belly, YES, FUCK MEEEEEEEE!" She stiffened as 
she came, but his relentless pounding continued on 
until she came again. When he finally shot his second 
load into her, he collapsed on top of her. They lay 
there in a sweaty pile, and as his cock softened she 
clung to him like she didn't want it to end. He was 
her son, her lover, her Master, father of the baby 
that would be growing in her womb. She had never been 
happier.

***

Taylor lay on the floor of the cell, hoarse and 
exhausted. Her voice had come back, and she had yelled 
for 10 minutes before collapsing. She was very 
thirsty, so thirsty she had finally crawled over to 
the toilet in the wall and used her cupped hand to 
drink out of the stainless steel bowl. The bowl was 
clean, but it was still disgusting. Through the wall, 
she had faintly heard voices that she recognized her 
mother's and her brother's. Then, unbelievably, she 
had heard what sounded like fucking noises, and heard 
her mother having orgasms several times. 

Her mother had always cum loudly; Taylor had heard her 
through the bedroom walls back before her parents 
divorced and they were still fucking. But who would 
she be fucking now? A feeling of dread overcame her, 
and a few minutes later she heard a deadbolt 
unlocking. Danny entered her cell. He was naked, and 
smelled like sex.

"What the fuck are you doing here, you little dipshit? 
Where's Mom, and where the fuck are your clothes?" 
Taylor snapped. He had walked over and knelt down next 
to her, his cock hard and wet, hanging over her face. 
The smell of jizz and pussy juice was powerful on it.

Danny quietly explained how they were trapped in the 
clinic, all part of an experiment, how he was taking 
control to get them out, and how her behavior needed 
to demonstrate she accepted him as her new Master so 
they could all go home. "...and now," he concluded, 
"Since I've just finished fucking Melissa, you get 
sloppy seconds. I need you to suck my cock. No suck, 
no food."

"Eat shit and die, you little prick!" was her 
explosive response, as she rolled on her side, turning 
her back on him. 

"Suit yourself," he responded. Grabbing a handful of 
her long hair, he wiped his cock with it, so it now 
smelled strongly of sex. "It's going to be a cold, 
hungry night for you. I'll be turning your temperature 
down, and stopping your food. I'm also shutting off 
the water supply to your shower, so get used to the 
smell of your own stink."

***

The days went by, Danny fucking Melissa several times 
a day and training her with the Professor's guidance. 
Taylor continued to refuse him, no matter how 
miserable he made her; it only seemed to make her more 
resolute. Then one morning, Danny was in his room and 
feeling hungry. He pushed the food request button, and 
a few minutes later a hidden panel on the wall 
opposite the door slid back. Instead of the elderly 
serving woman in the black dress that usually brought 
his food, it was the pretty young woman with the 
bright green wig and green surgical scrubs that came 
in carrying a tray with steak and eggs. "Good morning, 
here's your meal, sir," she said, then placed it on 
the table and turned to go.

Danny stood up, blocking the girl from the entry 
panel. "No, wait, please! Won't you stay and talk to 
me? What's your name? You're amazing - I want to know 
all about you!"

Looking down to avoid eye contact, the girl spoke in a 
low voice. "Master has given me permission to speak 
with you if you requested it, sir. I have no name. I 
am known by my number, #19902. The parents of the girl 
that I used to be brought her here to the Clinic three 
years ago. She was 14, and a very bad girl who did 
wild and wicked things with bad people. She made her 
parents' lives so miserable; they had no other 
recourse but to bring the bad girl here before she 
ended up dead or in jail. They exchanged the bad girl 
for an obedient girl, and she was given bad girl's 
name, her clothes, her very life. The bad girl ceased 
to exist, and went into strict training to change her 
behaviors, and that's when she became 19902. As 19902, 
I am a trained slave and will remain here unless a new 
Master chooses me and gives me another name. And now, 
see me as I truly am." At that, she took off her wig, 
revealing a bald head. Another quick motion and the 
top of her scrubs was off, then the bottoms. She stood 
naked, arms at her sides, in front of Danny.

"Turn around," Danny heard himself order her. (The old 
Danny, he realized, would not have the confidence to 
order anyone around, but he was feeling a new 
confidence.) Still looking down, the submissive girl 
turned in a slow circle. There were several places 
where it looked like tattoos had been laser-removed. 
The only hair on her body was her eyebrows. Her small 
tits, which he had glimpsed while sitting in the 
lobby, were even lovelier up close. Her ass cheeks 
were red, as if recently spanked. Her puffy nipples 
with the large aureoles made Danny's mouth water and 
his cock rock hard. He wanted this girl NOW! "Look at 
me," he commanded, and her eyes finally met his. "You 
are very pretty, and I want to touch you. Has your 
Master given you permission to be touched?"

A smile finally crossed her serious face as she knelt 
before him, bald head hung low. "My Master has given 
me permission to give you pleasure in any form you 
wish, sir. I am well-trained, and can take your cock 
in my mouth, my pussy or my ass, suck on your balls 
and lick your asshole; you can gag me, tie me up, 
spank me, make me drink from the toilet or suck your 
toes, you can pull hard on my nipples, slap my tits or 
cum on my face, whatever you desire, sir. By my 
Master's command, I am your toy."

Danny took the girl's arm and raised her to her feet. 
Her eyes were wide. "What I really want is to make 
love to you." Wrapping his arms around her, he kissed 
her deeply, as passionately as he had ever kissed 
anyone. Slowly, hesitantly, the girl wrapped her arms 
around him as well, returning the kiss with emotion. 
Lowering her to the bed, he quickly removed his scrubs 
and lay down next to her, softly caressing and 
nibbling on her willowy body. 

She quickly spread her legs like an obedient slave 
being bred, but Danny whispered, "It's not going to be 
that way," and slid down until his face was positioned 
over her pussy. Turning his head to the left and then 
the right, he covered her inner thighs with butterfly 
kisses as she groaned with pleasure. He could smell as 
well as see the juices gathering in her pussy, her 
lips expanding in excitement. Then he lowered his face 
down on her womanhood, licking and sucking as she 
shrieked and wriggled in pleasure. As her excitement 
increased, his hands held her firmly by the hips until 
she bucked with pleasure from his plundering her cunt 
with his tongue. Her orgasm was loud and strong, and 
afterwards she broke down weeping.

"Please sir, I'm a worthless slave, not worthy of 
this," she said through her sobs, "Why are you being 
so kind?" He kissed his way up her belly until his 
face was over hers, and then kissed her mouth 
passionately once again, the head of his cock moving 
into position on her wet cunt lips as he did so. With 
one quick thrust he slid right in, and she grunted 
with pleasure. Lowering his head, he sucked on her 
luscious nipples as he slowly pumped his cock in and 
out of her cunt.

"You've given me your body," Danny whispered as he 
moved between her nipples, "but I want your heart. I 
fell in love with you the minute I saw you. I've gone 
out with girls, but I've never really been in love 
until now. And I want you to love me back." Feeling 
his climax rising, he began to pump harder. "I want 
you to tell me you love me, and mean it." 

Her breathing ragged now as another climax approached, 
she gasped, "But sir, I belong to my Master. I 
can't... UHHHHH!" She became rigid as her orgasm hit, 
and through clenched teeth she squeezed the words out, 
"He's watching, he'll punish me, I... UHHHH, oh GAWD! 
Oh GAWD! Forgive me, Master... Oh GAWD! YES! YES! YES, 
I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU!"

Hearing that took Danny over the edge as well, and he 
let out a loud roar as he coated her pussy walls, 
jamming his cock in her and holding it as he felt one, 
two, three, four squirting waves of his hot cum shoot 
into her. They collapsed in a sweaty heap, clinging to 
each other, both afraid to let go. After a few 
minutes, her hand reached down and stroked him to 
hardness again. Getting up on all fours, she playfully 
wiggled her ass in the air. "Please sir, take me from 
behind – I want your cock in my ass," she whispered, 
and Danny knelt behind her, rubbing his hardness in 
her wet slit before slipping it slowly into her 
rosebud. The girl gasped in pleasure, and as Danny 
began to fuck her anal passage, one of her hands crept 
up and began massaging her pussy.

In between ragged breaths, she urged Danny on. "Yes, 
please sir, harder! Harder! See what a dirty girl I 
am? I'm such a filthy whore, I'll suck that shitty 
cock after you've cum in my ass! You can't love a 
dirty whore like me, only use her! Please sir, use 
me!"

Danny could contain himself no longer, and proceeded 
to brutalize the girl's ass with hard and rapid 
strokes. Within a few short minutes of fucking he shot 
his load into her rectum, grasping her by the waist 
and holding her immobile as his orgasm drained his 
balls. As his dick began to soften he slowly pulled 
the flaccid member out, making a slurping noise as it 
came free of her sphincter. It hung deflated, covered 
with cum and tiny flecks of shit. His balls were 
coated with overflow as well.

The girl moved around and took his limp tool in her 
mouth, cleaning it. "Smee? Im smush a drshy gurm," she 
mumbled, her lips wrapped around his manhood. After 
cleaning his tool, she gently took his balls in her 
mouth and sucked them clean as well. 

Danny felt another rush of emotion. Pushing her back 
so he could lay on top of her, he kissed her neck and 
wrapped his arms around her, and whispered, "Whore or 
slut, I don't care. I really love you. I want all of 
you, body and soul. I want my cock inside you, my 
babies inside you. Tell me truthfully - do you really 
love me?" Putting her hands over her face, the girl 
began to cry inconsolably, finally sobbing.

Finally, as her sobs slowed, in a high pitch emotional 
voice she squeaked, "I don't care if the Master 
punishes me. Yes. Yes, I do love you. I don't want you 
to leave me!" Danny pulled her closer, but before he 
could say or do anything else, the door opened and an 
older woman dressed in a nurse's uniform came in and 
roughly pulled the girl away.

***

Experiment notes: Male #24601 is displaying 
appropriate emotional dominance and aggression with 
Female #24603 and a high level of attachment to Female 
#19902, whose involvement has clearly altered the 
situational dynamic and may in fact stimulate 
rejection of Female #24602. A group assessment with 
the social unit would be the next step.

***

The door opened and, as Danny had trained her, Melissa 
immediately lay back on the cot and spread her legs 
for her morning fuck. She was very happy; the early 
pregnancy test he had given her last night had been 
positive, and Danny's baby was inside her. Here eyes 
grew wide when, instead of Danny, a large male 
security guard stepped in. Shocked, she tried to cover 
her breasts and spread pussy with her hands. His face 
remained impassive as he tossed a sweatshirt and 
sweatpants at her, along with a hairbrush. "Get 
dressed, brush your hair and come with me," he 
instructed. 

***

Taylor lay on her cot naked, weak and coughing, with a 
slight fever. She didn't know what time it was or how 
long she had been there. Time had lost all meaning. In 
her delirious mind, she had won. It had, in fact, been 
over two weeks and she had not submitted to Danny. He 
had put her through extreme temperatures, sleep 
deprivation, denied her shower privileges to clean 
herself, and cut her daily food intake to almost 
nothing, but she still would not yield to him. Every 
day he came in to see if she would give in to him and 
his cock, she refused to submit to him. 

She had lost a lot of weight, and was so weak she no 
longer had the strength to crawl to the lavatory; she 
just peed and shit where she lay. (The Clinic staff 
had, in fact, been maintaining her health by giving 
her intravenous nutrition and cleaning up her waste 
every night while she slept.) When she heard the door 
open, she didn't even look up. "F-f-f-fuck o-o-off D-
danny," she murmured automatically. 

A female nurse looked down at her with concern. "Oh, 
honey," she whispered lovingly, "why couldn't you have 
just given up your pussy?" 

Eyes still closed, Taylor felt herself being lifted 
and being carried into another room, and placed gently 
on a soft bed. She heard someone undressing, and 
murmured, "N-nooooo!" She struggled weakly to get 
away, but felt arms go around her and heard a soothing 
woman's voice assuring her she was not being raped. 
Taylor immediately relaxed. She felt a warm pair of 
lips press against hers, and instinctively reached out 
for the woman. "M-m-m-mommy?" she asked. 

"Oh, sweetie, I wish I was," the woman responded as 
she carried the frail girl into the shower room and 
lowered her to the floor. Taylor opened her eyes, and 
looked up at the tall beautiful woman standing in 
front of her. She had red hair and green eyes, and her 
red pubic bush was shaved in a heart shape. Her B-cup 
tits had the prettiest pink nipples Taylor had ever 
seen. 

Turning the shower head so that Taylor was directly 
under the spray, the woman took a soapy sponge and 
began to wash the girl's body, finally spending extra 
time on her pussy. Enjoying the sensation, Taylor 
spread her legs wider to give her caregiver better 
access and moaned with pleasure when the woman dropped 
the sponge and began manipulating her clit with expert 
fingers. "That's it, baby, let your new Momma take 
care of you," the nurse cooed.

 As her pussy began to tingle and a climax began to 
rise, Taylor turned her head and took a nipple into 
her mouth and began sucking. When her orgasm crested, 
she threw her head back in ecstasy, the nurse bending 
to kiss her deeply as she came. She cried out her 
pleasure into the woman's expert lips, and their 
tongues danced in her mouth.

Eyes closed again, Taylor felt herself being lifted up 
and placed back on the soft bed. There was a soft 
prick in her arm as the woman injected her with 
something. She heard a buzzing sound, and an electric 
razor started shaving her head. "I'm so sorry, my 
darling, but your hair was such a matted mess I 
couldn't get it straightened out. Don't worry, though, 
you're going to feel much better here in a minute."

"Yes..." was all Taylor had the strength to say, as 
her legs were spread and she felt the woman's tongue 
began bathing her clit. She squirmed slightly as the 
woman's little finger gently penetrated her asshole, 
but did not try to escape. Half in and out of 
consciousness, she could only grunt and groan as the 
pleasure she felt in the shower soon returned, her 
breathing becoming ragged as the woman's mouth coaxed 
her pussy to another climax.

***

Experiment notes: Attendant H has violated 
experimental protocol by engaging in sexual activity 
with Female #24602. With 7 years of otherwise 
unblemished service in the Clinic, this is highly out 
of character for Attendant H, and appropriate 
disciplinary measures should be taken at a later date; 
however, it is the first time since arriving that 
Female #24602 has exhibited any non-belligerent or 
bonding behavior. Therefore, it is recommended that 
Female #24602 be reunited with the social unit to 
continue behavioral assessment.

***

Danny was just waking up when the panel on the wall 
opposite the door slid back, and a large male security 
guard stepped in and threw sweat pants and a t-shirt 
at Danny. "Time for an interview with the Professor," 
he remarked, but said nothing else. After taking his 
morning piss, Danny dressed and followed the security 
guard into the Professor's office. He was seated 
behind a huge mahogany desk, the only color in the 
otherwise white room. There were white leather chairs, 
and a huge white leather sofa. The wall behind him was 
a huge floor-to-ceiling window with a panoramic view 
of the coastal range, and beyond that the Pacific 
Ocean.

The girl was hanging by her bound wrists from a rope 
attached to a hook in the ceiling, just high enough so 
she needed to stand on tiptoes to support her weight. 
Head hung low, a red ball gag in her mouth, her ankles 
were cuffed and hooked with a spreader bar attached 
between them, exposing her clit and hairless cunt 
lips. Nipple clips hung from the ends of her puffy 
aureoles, her tits pulled downwards by the heavy chain 
that connected them. Danny's heart leaped in his chest 
when he saw her, but as his release was imminent, he 
dared not go to her or show any emotion if it might 
jeopardize his freedom.

The Professor got up from his desk, walked over to 
Danny and shook his hand warmly. "Welcome, Danny," he 
said, "From what I've seen you and Melissa have made 
excellent progress. I have no doubt you will be a 
strong Master when you return home. However, there are 
a couple of things we need to settle before I can 
release you. First is the matter of your sister. She's 
very strong willed, and your efforts have not broken 
her. From what I understand, she allowed herself to be 
nearly starved to death without surrendering to you. 
That poses a challenge to your dominion." He leaned 
over and pressed an intercom button on his desk. 
"Attendant H, please bring your patient in."

"Secondly, there is this worthless piece of meat." He 
gestured to the girl. "You seem to have a great deal 
of affection for her, but I cannot allow you to take 
her with you. She belongs here – to me." A slight sob 
came from behind the gag, and tears rolled down the 
girl's face, her bald head bowed in sorrow. The 
Professor rotated her so she faced away from Danny, 
revealing deep red ass cheeks from being spanked and 
stripes on the back of her legs from being caned.

"You see, Danny? She's just another piece of flesh, 
nothing special. It looks like I was hard on her, but 
she enjoyed it, I assure you. Put your fingers in her 
pussy, you'll see she's wet. Go ahead, feel her." 
Danny reluctantly put three fingers into her cunt, and 
she was sufficiently wet so they slipped right in, 
eliciting a moan from the girl. "Since coming here, 
her pussy and ass has been fucked by dozens of men, 
not to mention a few women. She's been trained for 
pleasure. You think she loves you, Danny, but it's all 
a charade. You're just another cock to her." The 
Professor removed her ball gag and pulled her head 
back so she looked Danny in the eyes. "Go ahead, 
19902, tell young Danny what you've been trained to 
REALLY think about."

Tears running down her face and dripping onto her 
naked chest, the girl softly spoke: "Master, I only 
think about how I have been fucked, how I am being 
fucked, and how I will be fucked. I have no other 
thoughts or feelings. I only said I loved him because 
it pleased him to hear me say it." Danny choked up, 
emotionally crushed at what he was hearing. The 
Professor let go of the girl's head, and re-inserted 
the ball gag. The he opened a drawer, took out a short 
riding crop, and put it in Danny's hand.

"Go ahead, Danny. Punish her for lying to you, she 
likes it. I find that her inner thighs are especially 
sensitive. But you know that, don't you, you've kissed 
her there." Enraged, Danny swung the crop down on the 
tender flesh. Beneath the gag, the girl let out 
muffled screamed, crying out from the pain. Striking 
her as he ranted, he shouted, "You slut! You told me 
you loved me! I wanted you to have my babies! Damn you 
for breaking my heart!" By this time, the insides of 
the girl's thighs were bright red, and the floor 
beneath her was wet from her tears. Her body was 
shuddering as she sobbed. Breathing hard, Danny's 
anger left him and he dropped the crop.

Just then the office door opened, and Melissa walked 
in. Her eyes went wide at the sight of the girl; then 
seeing Danny, she walked over and knelt in front of 
him, bowing her head as Danny had trained her to do 
over the past weeks. The Professor smiled broadly. 
"Well done, Danny, she's obviously been a very good 
student. And I must congratulate you both, as I 
understand that you've given her a little present in 
her belly as well. You are well on your way to being 
Master of the house." The Professor went back and sat 
down behind his desk, and gestured for Danny to sit on 
the large white leather sofa. Danny then gestured to 
Melissa to lay on the sofa next to him and put her 
head in his lap. He reached down and pulled up her 
sweatshirt, exposing her tits so he could fondle them. 
She blushed, but did not stop him.

A panel in the office slid back, and tall female 
attendant came in, pushing Taylor in a wheelchair. Her 
face was gaunt, her head was shaved bald, and she was 
wearing a hospital gown. "I showered her, sir, but her 
hair was so tangled I couldn't brush it, so I had to 
shave her head," the attendant explained. "She was 
getting a little agitated, so I injected her with a 
mild sedative. I'd like to stay, sir, as my presence 
seems to have a calming effect as well."

"Yes, we've seen your calming therapies, H. That's 
fine, you may stay." He turned back to Danny. 
"Taylor's made of stern stuff, Danny, she's a very 
strong-willed little bitch. Most females would have 
given in to you easily, like the one in your lap, but 
she didn't. I suspect she can be trained, but it will 
take a long time and special techniques to break her, 
more than you can handle, I'm afraid. She nearly 
starved to death rather than submit to you. I can't in 
all good conscience let you go until this is resolved; 
otherwise it would be a disaster once you got home. 
What are your thoughts?"

The Professor sat back in his chair, his fingers 
steepled as Danny pondered the question. Danny looked 
out the window at the panoramic view, deep in thought. 
For 15 minutes the room was silent, except for the 
soft sobbing of the girl. Finally, Danny stood up, 
walked over and stood next to the girl, leaving 
Melissa laying on the couch. He took off her ball gag. 
"The girl is trained and obedient. She would say 
whatever you told her to say, even denying that she 
loved me even though she really felt that way. I think 
that she really does love me. Isn't that right, girl? 
And don't lie." 

The girl looked at her Master fearfully. The Professor 
smiled and said, "You may tell the truth, 19902. You 
will not be punished." 

Tears still wet on her face, the girl swallowed and in 
a low voice said, "Yes, it's true. I do love you, and 
I've imagined being with you since the first day you 
arrived. I want to sleep next to you and have your 
babies and be yours, heart and soul! Master just made 
me say those horrible things to test you." 

Danny stroked the girl's cheek, and leaned in for a 
soft slow kiss on the lips. "I'm sorry I doubted you," 
he whispered to her. He turned back to the Professor. 
"The girl told me when she came here she was left here 
to be trained, and another girl was taken away and 
assumed her identity. Why can't we do this with 
Taylor? She'll stay here, and the girl comes with us 
and becomes Taylor. We'll have a happy family and a 
house full of babies, and you can train my sister 
properly!" 

The Professor clapped his hands. "Excellent!" he said 
enthusiastically, "I knew you'd come to the correct 
conclusion! Quid pro quo, my boy – you come with a 
Taylor, you leave with a Taylor!"

Danny turned to look at Melissa, who seemed suddenly 
in a daze looking at her first born sitting in the 
wheelchair. Her eyes started tearing up at the thought 
of losing her daughter. The attendant came over and 
sat down, putting her arm around Melissa. "Don't 
worry. I'll take good care of her. I promise." She 
pulled a small syringe out of her pocket, and subtly 
injected something into Melissa's arm. She looked at 
Danny. "It's just a little benzodiazepine to calm her 
and help her adjust to the change. She'll cooperate, 
and she'll be fine."

Energized now, the Professor snapped out instructions. 
"H, please take 24602 down to the prep room. Simon, 
please release 19902, and get her some identity 
documents." The attendant wheeled the sedated girl out 
of the room. The security guard removed the girl's 
restraints and clips, then pulled out a knife and cut 
the rope the naked girl had been dangling from. Her 
shaky legs not able to support her, Danny gently 
lowered her onto the couch next to Melissa. His hands 
cupped her face, and he kissed her deeply while 
Melissa looked on, expressionless.

Danny then addressed Melissa. "Melissa, this is 
Taylor, and she's your daughter. You love her, and she 
loves you." Melissa looked up as if digesting the 
information. "T-this is T-Taylor, my daughter," she 
slowly repeated, "I love her, and she loves me." 
"Good," Danny said, "You may hug and kiss her. We're 
going to go home together and have babies." Melissa 
put her arms around her new daughter, and the girl 
returned her embrace, crying happily and kissing 
Melissa's face. Melissa began to cry happily too, and, 
leaning back, pulled Taylor's face to her bare nipple. 
Murmuring "A mommy, I have a mommy again," the happy 
girl began to suck.

The Professor took a folder out of a drawer and put it 
on the desk. "Now, Danny, I know you're excited about 
your new life, but you need to be realistic. Have you 
thought beyond the end of your very happy cock? You're 
17, and still in high school, Master to two women and 
about to become a father a few times over. Between 
being your lovers and being pregnant, Melissa and 
Taylor won't be able to work. We've found that, other 
than volunteering to read to small children or doing 
charity work, trained and dominated women don't do 
well in the outside business world. It encourages them 
to be independent, and damages their training. So, the 
not insignificant burden of supporting your growing 
family will be up to you. What are your plans?" 

Danny thought about it, and shrugged. "I guess I'll 
have to quit school and get a union trade job or 
something like it that pays well."

"Danny, let's be realistic. High school dropouts don't 
usually get high-paying jobs. However, I have some 
very good news for you." The Professor pushed the 
folder across the desk at Danny. "While you've been 
our guest, I took the liberty of tracking down your 
father. It appears he was involved in a bit of 
embezzlement, moving the money offshore to the Cayman 
Islands before abandoning his investment banking job 
to run to Brazil with his boyfriend. Fortunately for 
you, I have a close associate in the Cayman Islands 
banking industry who has been quite helpful in, how 
shall we say, 'liberating' some of your father's 
funds. About $14 million, in fact. 

"Of course, I deducted a 25% finder's fee for our 
expenses, but this still leaves you with $10.5 
million, the interest of which should be adequate to 
buy a larger house with enough rooms, and the 
principal to care for your future brood in comfort if 
invested properly." Danny took the folder, stunned, 
not knowing what to say.


The Professor extended his hand, and Danny shook it. 
"Have a good life, Danny. We'll check on you from time 
to time, of course, but you won't know we're there." 
He looked over at Melissa, head back and eyes closed, 
an ecstatic look on her face as her nipples were being 
sucked by her new daughter. "Now Simon will show you 
and your family to the helipad, if you can get Melissa 
to stop breast-feeding long enough. Your luggage and 
the camping equipment we salvaged from the car will be 
waiting."

***

Experiment notes, 16 months post-release: Male 
#24601's transformation to alpha status appears to be 
complete. Field study indicates Female #24603 has 
given birth, and is now approximately 6 months 
pregnant again. Female #19902 has also given birth and 
is approximately 4 months pregnant. 
Despite intensive behavioral modification treatment, 
Female #24602 has not responded well to anyone but 
Attendant H. She is therefore useless to us as a 
subject, and has been given to Attendant H permanently 
as a pet.

END

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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is 
meant as an erotic fantasy not depicting anything in 
real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real 
life" can look forward to many unproductive years 
getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their 
local prison system.
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