"Right, its a pleasure to be working with you Mr. Keithley".

Not.

Even though she volunteered, she still hated that fact. Still, seeing those girls in the other rooms gave her a bit of a worry as she twiddled her fingers in anticipation of the upcoming experiment. The room was quite clean. Too clean in fact. Being a lab, it would be one of the key requirements, but still this was an eerie sort of clean. Her eyes kept moving about, looking at the various things inside, trying to take her mind off of those scenes inside the other rooms.

"Thank you, Nanaca," he said. The room was filled with all sorts of scientific apparatus, some normal, expected objects, such as microscopes and bunsen burners, but others looked darkly sinister.

A few minutes later, the sound of a woman protesting could be heard. "Let me GO! Grr... you'd better let me out of this. I'm SERIOUS!"

A fellow student of Nanaca's was being dragged in. She was wearing tattered clothes and was dirty, as if from being chased through a wooded area for an hour. Security droids were hoisting her into place, attaching her to long lengths of chain on the ceiling.

"Another volunteer?", she mused, but from what shes hearing, it sounds more like a hostage.

She stared in quiet horror as the student appeared before them, all dirty and roughed up, clearly, the girl had no intention of being here or being made into a human chandelier as the student gets hung up on the binds.

Nanaca looks to the her attending scientist with an angered glare, "Mr. Keithley, what's the meaning of this?!"

"I understand your concern," Keithley said to her, pushing his glasses up his nose. "However, you've got to understand that she volunteered to be a test subject for one of our experiments. Unless you'd like to take her place, we have to use her."

The girl moaned piteously as she struggled weakly. Her body was tired, apparently, from the running she had done to escape her captors, energy gone to waste.

Nanaca swallowed hard. As much as she wanted to save the girl from her fate, she herself didnt want to be placed in such a situation. With the those images from her trip down the hallway still fresh in her mind, she decided to clam up and just shake her head, a silent answer to the scientists question.

Even though she was sorry for the girl, her own safety was paramount at this point, and decides to just let things move along.

The security droids proceeded to strip the "volunteer" naked, tearing at her clothes until she was nude. Being in the position that she was, the young woman was uncapable of defending herself from her attackers, so she merely began to cry. Her soft brown eyes filled with tears as she was forcibly stripped. Looking at Keithley and Nanaca, she began to beg for them to release her.

Keithley merely ignored the "volunteer's" begging, reaching over to a console panel and fiddling with a knob.

Even if she wanted to, she couldnt, and if she did, Nanaca would no doubt be joining her very soon after. She tired to shut out her cries, looking away at the spectacle before walking sheepishly towards Keithley.

"Um.. sir.. what exactly are you going to be doing to her.. I mean.. the test subject?"

"Well, Miss Nanaca," said Keithley, again pushing his glasses up his nose, "we'll start things off easy. After all, it's best to build up to it."

Keithley pressed a button on one of many control panels. A shimmering metal halo was lowered onto the "test subject's" head.

"Would you mind pressing that green button by your left hand, Nanaca?" he asked her politely.

this felt more like assistant torturer than lab assistant, but she had no choice but to follow his orders.

"This green button?" she asks before pressing down on it, the ominous hum of machinery began as the switch was pressed.

Suddenly the girl screamed. Her body twitched and jumped, sweat forming on her soft skin almost immediately. Her nipples stiffened and her clit practically jumped out of its hood. Her tight pussy blasted warm honey. She had apparently just went through a rather rapid orgasm, and the halo was beeping with each pant she made. A little monitor on the wall showed her pulse and respiration rates, which had significantly elevated.

Keithley made note of the numbers on his clipboard, and then pressed the red button.

The woman screamed again, this time in pain. Her form writhed as if she was being cut all over with knives of fire. Again Keithley wrote the numbers down, and then turned to Nanaca. "Press the green button again."

the sight was horrifying, apparently, she held the button for pleasure, while Keithley held the button for pain. Upon his command, Nanaca pressed the button again, sending the girl cumming out of her mind as the scientist methodically charted the readings like it was just another day at work.

The second Nanaca's hand left the button, Keithley again pressed the red button, sending waves of pain lancing through the naked student. He continued taking notes, and turned to look at Nanaca after a second.

"P-please," the student groaned, but then Keithley tapped the red button again, causing the girl to interrupt herself with screams of pain.

"Now, if you wouldn't mind pressing the green button twice," said Keithley.

"twice?!". She shuddered at the thought of one instant orgasm hitting the poor girls body, having some experience at it, but she couldnt quite comprehend what would happen if two of it ripped through her body. Would she orgasm twice? would she get an orgasm of twice the intensity?

Hesitantly, Nanaca lays her finger on the button, then presses once and again in rapid succesion.

The "subject" twitched and squealed in pleasure, juices spurting from her naked cunt, her nipples so stiff that they could practically be felt by looking at them. Her honey pooled in a puddle beneath her and coated the inside of her thighs, trickling its way slowly down past her knees. She moaned and moaned until she had to bite her lip to keep silent.

"Very good, Nanaca," said the scientist. Keithley made another note of it, then pressed the red button twice rapidly.

The girl's body thrashed as if trying to avoid the sting of a whip, unable to move far due to her restraints, sobbing in desperation, begging for someone, anyone, to help. Then her words lost coherence, her pain too great to vocalize.

"Now, then, would you press the green button at the same time as I press this red one?" Keithley asked.

The display both shocked and amazed Nanaca, to think one could be brought to such heights by a mere push of a button, it was inconceivable, then again, a few of the 'resident' she had met had such capabilities, but to see them to such an extent, truly astounding. Her amazement was short lived as the girl began to writhe in pain, so much that she it was causing her nerves to tingle at her every scream, as to how a person who knew how much suffering they could achieve could actually bring it upon someone else, she wouldnt know, maybe Keithley had his heart removed a long time ago and got replaced by a cold, unfeeling device. She could only speculate, until her train of thought was interrupted by the bespectacled mans next order.

what he said brought about even more questions about how cruel he could be. Both? at the same time? she could only guess how that would feel, and she could see the subject was at her wits end, Nanaca only hoped this would be the last of this, for she was starting to feel sorry for her.

"Ready when you are, sir."