Diplomatic Immunity, Part Two

Chapter Two-1

Chapter Two

Into The Abyss

Dr Jannason

I observed Kelly while he slowly returned to awareness. He was a young man in excellent physical condition, despite showing a little flabbiness around the middle, and, all things considered, I’m sure any woman would have found him to be most presentable and interesting companion. Dark haired, with a well tanned skin, at 80 kg and, 1.8 metres in height, he was a handsome specimen with a lightly muscled body; being more of a greyhound than a bull dozer type of athlete. The complete physical I’d done while he was unconscious had shown no diseases or health abnormalities, and truthfully he was the ideal test subject for the experiments I wished to carry out. Kelly would be but the first to wear the male version of the training and discipline ensemble I’d created and fitted to Delilah, and like her, unfortunately for him, there would be no further s****l freedom permitted for the remainder of his life. That would be totally controlled by who ever owned him, and too, his very s*x would be used to control and discipline him in a most humiliating and effective manner. The only way he’d ever get to meet females again would be as an hermaphrodite, or as a woman himself, if it was eventually decided to sell him to some wealthy associate who wanted a totally controllable toy.

Aruf had him delivered to his home and temporarily installed in a remote cell, for he wanted to reward the young man’s diligence and curiosity, but cruelly, by allowing him to see the object of his search in her new ensemble and accommodations. However, Delilah, quite naturally, would not be permitted to see him.

For the moment, nothing had been done other than to remove all of his clothing and fit him with temporary restraints. Of course the feeding gag was a mandatory requirement for all clients, and I suppose he felt this uncomfortable appliance most keenly. Over the next ten hours, I occasionally checked him on the closed circuit TV monitor, until it was time for him to be fed and become acquainted with his new life. I left the observation room and proceeded to Kelly’s cell and once there had the guard open it. The ladder was lowered and the two of us descended into the stark, featureless chamber to find him kneeling as ordered, facing into the corner. His tanned shoulders shook with misery; this becoming more pronounced when the guard reached around and screwed a hose onto the front, feeding fitting of his gag. Kelly attempted to surge out of the corner when this happened; but kneeling, facing into it, with hands and feet securely chained, the guard had only to place his knee between the young man’s shoulders to keep him in place. Kelly fought for a moment then subsided; realizing, I suppose, that there was no point, and in seconds, the liquidized food was being forced into his stomach.

It wasn’t only food though. Mixed in with the gluey mush was a mega-dose of engineered hormones that would rapidly begin the transformations to his body I wished to have made. These hormones would increase his virility and desire for s*x as well as his arousal capability and stamina with a newer type of Viagra. However there was more to the mix than that for at the same time, they would also modify his body chemistry in such a manner that he would quickly develop substantial female breasts that would be fully functional and quite sensitive. The mental affect of this occurring had yet to be determined; but I was sure he’d be an interesting case study to investigate over the coming months and years.

Five minutes later his feeding was complete and the guard jerked him to his feet by the neck leash then turned him to face me. It was time to enlighten him.

“Hello Kelly,” I said, smiling. “I see you’re in good health and responding well.”

His face turned red, and under the gag strap I could see it working to try and swear at me. Behind, the guard jerked his neck tether in warning when Kelly tried to move closer to me and immediately an expression of misery and fear immediately replaced the angry one he’d displayed.

“I suppose you have some idea why you’re here, don’t you?” I asked. He shook his head as much as he could against the restriction of the gag and its collar fastenings. “You shouldn’t have been so inquisitive about Miss Mahjalis, Kelly. You certainly remember her ... the girl at the airport. Her father became quite upset with your investigations and decided that you should be ... ah ... removed from the equation, so to speak. At first he was just going to have you killed; but when he discovered I was in need of a male test subject for the equipment I make ... well, you fit the bill quite nicely.

“Now, I’m sure you’re wondering where all this is leading and so here’s your situation. First, you’re in the Middle East, as you may have guessed. Second, you are held in a very secure prison cell. Needless to say, you have evaporated completely from your former life and no one knows you’re here. This being the case you have now become a subject upon which a rather specialized set of garments and restraints will be tested, and, you will be kept at this research and development complex for a long time to come, in the role of a Test Subject. Unfortunately, you’ll not find the balance of your life to be an altogether pleasant experience; but that’s your lot now, and the price you have to pay for annoying an extremely wealthy and influential man.”

Kelly stared at me in wide-eyed disbelief while I said my piece then began to struggle wildly against his restraints when the full import of my words sank in. The guard brought him to his knees and I continued.

“You’ll be kept in a cell such as this for the remainder of your life I’m afraid. The creation of your new ... ah ... garments is proceeding slowly, for I have other concerns that take up much of my time; but I’ll have the guards bring you some reading material to keep your mind occupied while we wait for matters to evolve.

“We’ve added newly-engineered hormones to your food, and over the next weeks you’ll note some rather startling changes to your body and its chemistry when they begin to take effect. They will be administered to you for the next thirty days, and at that point, the changes they will have made to your metabolism will become permanent and self-sustaining. You’ll find that you are going to become extremely ... ah ... horny, I believe is the current vernacular, and you may experience quite a few spontaneous ejaculations. Also, you’ll find that your libido will become very demanding, and your body, particularly your genitals and chest area, very sensitive.

“Speaking of your chest ... the planned effect of your hormone treatment will result in you very quickly developing substantial and fully functional female breasts.” His eyes widened with shock at these words and he shook his head violently against its restrictions. “Yes, Kelly, this will happen, whether you wish it or not. It’s a requirement in order to increase the effectiveness of the devices you will soon wear. You may at first find that your new breasts will be quite pleasurable, although I’m sure you’ll dislike them quite intensely when they begin to be employed as part of the … ah … rather severe testing program that’s planned for you. However, there is one small side benefit for you to this occurring, in that you’ll soon come to understand the feelings women have about being stared at because of their chests.

“And so, in broad terms, that’s a part of what is planned for you over the next months. There are a number of procedures that you must undergo prior to the final attachment of your new garments and these will occur very soon. In the meantime, I’d strongly recommend that you obey the guards quickly and without rebellion. They’ve been given permission to make your life quite miserable if you do not.

“One final comment, Kelly. You wanted to know what happened to Delilah Mahjalis? Well, young man, your curiosity is about to be satisfied. Her father will be along shortly to take you to see her. She though will not know that you’re visiting. When you see her, you will learn a little of the fate that awaits you.

“I’ll be seeing you on and off over the next while.”

With that I turned and climbed from the cloying, barren chamber. The guard had moved to stand behind Kelly and kept him on his knees by holding the leash chain very close to his collar, then stiffening his arm. I looked down once from the ladder and saw the young man staring beseechingly up at me.

Kelly

Shit! What was that all about? This whole thing, the more I thought about it, was getting worse and worse! OK, so I’d been stupid about chasing down the details of Delilah Mahjalis, or at least I think that’s who it was who had disappeared; but surely to God, I didn’t deserve this!

Apparently, I did.

I knelt there, stunned, for the longest time. At last, the guard released my leashes from the wall then taking all three in hand, climbed the ladder and pulled me up after him. He gestured that I was to walk ahead of him along the hall and so I stumbled to the locked doors then waited while he opened them and proceeded again. Nearly ten minutes and innumerable sets of locked doors later, I stood before another featureless, gleaming steel slab. We waited in silence for the longest time until a richly robed man strode into the chamber.

“And so you are the nuisance, Hanson!” he stated ominously, standing with his hands on hips just in front of me. “Young man, your inquisitiveness has caused me much distress, and so you have been made to disappear from your former life. You wished to discover what happened to my daughter? Well, in moments, you will find what you have so assiduously sought! Her curiosity and wanton, whoring behaviour has landed her in her present situation, much as your own has brought you here to yours. She will be kept as you see her for the rest of her life and you will soon become just like her in ways that will astound and horrify you, as Dr Jannason has told.”

He turned and the slab slid up in its frame to reveal yet another barred door some two metres beyond. We stepped through and the first one slid down behind us. Only then did I see the wall of tightly spaced bars beyond those of the door and inside, behind them, a horrific sight that made my blood run cold. The second door also slid up within its sturdy frame and we passed through, to have it slide closed behind us. The guard pulled on my leashes, drawing me close to the wall of bars, and I stared in shock and horror at the female apparition that swung from the ceiling at the ends of a pair of suspending chains, all the while trembling and jerking frantically against the incredible network of restraints she’d been fitted with. For a moment the cell was deathly silent, then the man spoke once more.

“This is my daughter; the person who so interested you, and this is what she has worn since shortly after you came into her life at the airport. As I’ve told you, she will be kept as you see her now for the remainder of her life. This is her punishment for the crimes she committed against her faith and me. In this,” he gestured at the chained young woman beyond the bars, “her Restraint and Discipline Ensemble, she has learned that she is nothing but a female and must do as she is bid. It serves most effectively to punish her for her misdeeds in your undisciplined and heathen country,” he stated with no emotion in his voice.

“She does not know that we are here with her, for her hearing and vision have, for the moment, been removed while she receives one of her punishments, of which there are many. What you see before you: the restraint of her body and the restriction of her movements, as well as the removal of her freedoms and primary senses are not the only things she suffers.