Abigail's End

In the Presidential Palace, there is a dining room where only the most trusted and honoured of the dictator's guests are ever entertained. Here are the most decadent and opulent symbols of his power. Perhaps the most decadent and opulent symbol of all is the white statue holding a finger-basin by the entrance.

On the wall behind the statue, in an arc over its head, the inscription reads, "To the twin virtues of humility and obedience." It is a naked woman, and her name was once "Abigail".

The observant visitor might notice that she has her feet bolted to the plinth, her legs tightly pressed against one another to enable her to accommodate the shafts of metal passing through her feet. Her arms are outstretched, tied to a long, gold crossbar by chains that pass through holes in her small palms, and wrap around emblems representing the virtues inscribed on her plinth. Since the emblems are too large to pass through the hole, she is held firmly in place by them.

She is nude, and every part of her is fully visible to those who want to look. Her beautiful labia and clitoris may be examined (and touched) by any who want a closer look, for just like a statue, there is not one hair on Abigail's body, except for the chestnut locks that hang down her back. Her remarkably smooth mons veneris has been remarked upon by many. However, there is not unrestricted access. In her labia minora are implanted three pairs of silver eyelets, and these are locked together using small golden padlocks to bar any access to her vagina.

Now we come to the basin itself. Abigail's breasts have, it seems, had holes put in, just like the ones in her hands and feet, running horizontally through the fleshiest part. Through these tunnels is passed a metal bar with a hoop on either end. Attached to the hoops are chains from which hangs the basin itself. This is a small trough, about 4" wide (front to back) by 12" long (side to side) by 3 inches deep, and it is filled with rose water.

When the honoured guest has thus washed his fingers ready for the meal ahead, or perhaps before he moves on to another engagement, he will wish to dry them. In Abigail's nose there is a small ring, and through it is hung a thin towel, that drapes down between her nipples. Guests may take the towel in both hands, or may choose to wipe their hands over Abigail's breasts to get dry.

When any new guest asks about Abigail, he is always told, "She is a volunteer, who immigrated from America to set an example to her countrymen. She will never speak a word of protest, and will always be happy to serve." It is true that she will not speak a word of protest, for she has been rendered unable to speak at all. Despite the President's words, it is rumoured that Abigail was once an idealistic young woman who embarked on a lesbian affair with the President's wife while campaigning for women's equality. If that is true, then she has clearly been taught the error of her ways.

If Abigail should ever spill any water from her basin, bend her knees even once during the evening, or in any other way fail to fulfil her role as washbasin, then she will have to stand where she is for another 24 hours after the last guest has departed, and a pot of water will be balanced on her head. This will be practice for the next time. If the pot of water should have fallen, or any more water been spilt, during those 24 hours, then Abigail will be whipped harshly for her failure to live up to the virtues to which she is dedicated.

When the evening is over, it is time for Abigail to be packed away. She does not stand there all the time, but is brought out for special occasions. The President's most trusted servants are given the task of removing the statue-woman to her storage place.

It is always a relief to Abigail when the servants come to remove the basin. As soon as they have touched it, they are responsible for any spillages. The basin is unhooked from the bar, and taken away to be cleaned and rinsed. Then the metal bar is retracted from Abigail's breasts, cleaned and put into a velvet-lined box (labelled with the logo of "DeMoeira Correctional Industries, Inc.), where all Abigail's accoutrements are stored when not in use. Out of the box comes Abigail's sleeve, washed and rinsed while she has been on duty. It is a clinging rubber garment that wraps around her torso, over her bosom and directly under her armpits. It is moulded so as to hug her tightly like a corset, pinching her waist slightly and clasping her breasts close and constricted to her chest. It is pulled tighter yet by the servants as they fasten the buckles at the back. Then the emblems of humility and obedience are extracted from the chains, and placed in the box with the crossbar and chains. Another rubber sleeve is revealed, and the servants pull Abigail's hands behind her back. Her hands are bolted together in the same manner as her feet are bolted to the floor. Then the sleeve is run up, over her hands and arms, right up almost to her shoulders (the rubber around her torso is always drawn even tighter than before as Abigail's arms are pinned ever more tightly back). This also is buckled close.

Around Abigail's hair, along its length, are tied five elastic bands, so that the hair hangs straight in a single column down her back. Around her throat a rubber collar is placed, and it is tall, covering part of her shoulders, all of Abigail's neck and under her chin, forcing her head into an upright, almost reverent posture.

Abigail's feet are then unfastened from the floor, the nuts undone, and the rubber washers that match the contours of her feet packed away. They lift Abigail from the bolts that are set into the floor, and place her facedown on the ground, while they slip a third sheath of rubber onto her legs. This one reaches almost to her hips, but does not cover her groin.

Once they have finished, they pour water into her mouth: always the same amount, as instructed by their employer. Abigail swallows it all, for it is thirsty work that she has done. Then she is carried in her rubber cocoon on the shoulders of the servants, down to the basement. There, a drawer with her name on it awaits her. It has a soft lining that is moulded to fit the form of her sleeping body, and the servants lie her on her back. Her rubber-clad arms fit neatly into the hollow provided for them, so that her blood can flow freely. They insert a catheter to her urinary tract, the tube of which leads to a regularly emptied receptacle. Two more tubes are placed between her lips. Sucking on one will bring a food pellet that she can chew and swallow. The other has a teat that delivers drinking water when required There are limited amounts of each supply. Abigail is only ever brought out of her drawer once a day to defecate, except on those occasions when she is to be used for something. She is not only a washbasin, but has other uses. Sometimes, the President himself wishes to have sex with her. Always she is made to kneel, forehead and forearms on the floor, while the venerated leader takes his pleasure of her. It is the most humiliating and submissive of positions, as he imprints upon her his power.

Now at last, Abigail can sleep. Nothing else will happen until tomorrow. Does she dream of her night of passion with the First Lady? Does she remember a life as a free, independent woman of America, far, far away? Nobody will tell, for she cannot.