Occupational Hazzards
CHAPTER TWENTY
At 1900 hours that evening, Dana and I left her villa
dressed in casual street clothes that were baggy than
normal to eliminate irritating our new skin. We
strolled to the employee preparation lounge to check
on our returning comrades. We entered the room and
were met by boisterous greetings, hugs and handshakes.
The last to take my hand was big Jason. He pumped my
arm only once and with downcast eyes, apologized for
his part in my abuse over a month ago. I consoled him
and told him he was without blame and nearly entirely
mended. He shuffled off feeling a bit better, I
believed. The twins, Jana and Sadie, were just the
opposite in their greeting to Dana. Sadie rubbed
Dana's belly rather roughly and told her she should be
proud of taking as many of Sadie's punches as she had.
"Girl, ain't many that have lasted long as you when
Sadie goes to work on 'em!"
Dana whispered to me, "I don't think sending them to
the training center had the desired effect."
I could only role my eyes and make a mental note to
not let them work together for awhile.
We shot the breeze and answered a myriad of questions
about our recuperation as well as asked a similar
number about the events in the staff's past four
weeks. Before leaving for the member's lounge, I told
Jana and Sadie to take it easy tonight and that I'd be
watching. It was their turn to role their eyes.
We bade farewell and headed for the member's lounge.
It was fairly deserted when we entered; only four
couples and several loners drinking and watching
television. Dana was not yet well enough to assume her
aerial show so a couple of ladies took turns hovering
over the bar. Tonight's lofty entertainer was our new
girl Pam. Pam who had watched the Twins with me do
Yvette sometime ago. Pam had every other inch of the
outside of her legs pierced and studded by a pearl.
The pearls gave the illusion of a stocking seam that
ran from her hip to her ankle. Of course, she had
piercings in many other locations as well.
"Hi Mr. James," she called. "Welcome back!"
I thanked her and said it was good to be back. I asked
her what she was doing performing in the lounge
instead of in a punishment room.
"I had a hard time doing that," she said. "The
screaming would get to me and I'd just freak."
"Well, better you're here then," I replied. "You sure
look nice all studded up."
On the downstroke she whispered, "They're fake, I
don't take pain any better than I could give it."
Dana and I made the rounds of our membership while we
drank coffee to fortify our caffeine level. Buddy
entered and ran to hug both Dana and I as he announced
his return. We were all back in our places with
everybody acting as if noting had happened. No mention
of Yvette, Phil and Julie's deaths. No acknowledgment
of the abuse three of us had suffered at the hands of
the Organization. No, all was well and it's back to
business as usual.
I told Dana I'd be back in a bit as I wanted to see
what the evening held for our members. I began my
rounds in punishment room one's observation area.
Jason was whipping an overweight Asian gentleman and
his wife. Carl was in room two with an obese woman
well past fifty years of age. Her hands and head were
locked into a wooden contraption that forced her huge
bare rump in the air. Carl was administering a
spanking with a riding crop. The woman's husband
stared through the one-way glass transfixed. Room
three starred the twins working on a beautiful male
and female couple. The couple was straddling a metal
beam and were tied back-to-back. Their legs were bound
so their feet couldn't tough the floor and their arms
tied over their heads. Jana and Sadie were pricking
the soles of the couple's feet with needles causing
them to grind their crotches into the beam. Room four
had Susan beating the breasts of a fine female body
stretched on a horizontal rack. The woman's face was
covered with a wet towel to restrict her breathing.
Susan would occasionally stop her pummeling to add
water to the cloth and induce choking. When the
convulsions subsided, Susan would commence the breast
abuse. Room five was highlighted by two women
suspended upside down with their breasts bound so
tight that they were grossly misshapen and beet red.
Issac oversaw the activity as the women's spouses
performed oral sex on their tormented mates.
Punishment room six contained four small, slim men on
their knees, their heads being ducked in buckets of
water and poles being inserted in their rectums. Their
male lovers manned the poles while our staff members
controlled the duckings. Room seven held a woman
suspended only by her breasts with but one supporting
cord looped around her back. Our staff member, Jack,
stood under her supporting the small of her back with
one hand while checking his watch and listening to her
screams. Room eight hosted an albino man having his
groin waxed and needled while an equally white, but
emaciated woman knelt over him, her crotch in his
face, chewing his left nipple. Room nine was empty.
As I strolled to room ten, I wondered who'd be in the
Agony Chair tonight. I breather a sigh of relief when
I discovered room ten was also empty. I took the
opportunity to check out the chair. The wires from the
service box electrifying the apparatus had been
removed. Instead two large deep sump marine batteries
were attached on the floor to the rear of the chair. I
open the associated panel to the switch gear an
studied the parameters of the system. Amperage was
negligible thank God. A dial restricted the voltage as
well. Nobody should ever die here again. I placed my
hand on the chairs back and threw the switch at its
lowest setting. I felt but a ticking. Running it up to
its highest mark produced a hot sharp sizzle but not
excruciating. The door opened behind me and Dana
entered.
"I figured you got held up here," she said. "Kinda
scary isn't it?"
I told here the chair had been rewired so it was no
longer a death trap. In fact, I added, I was thinking
of using it for a soothing back massage.
"I think that's my job now," Dana insisted as she
embraced me kneading the small of my back.
On to Chapter 21
