The Family Vlad
Chapter 10
The chief and Norwood sucked down a few beers as the coroner outlined
his plan for the next three or four days. "If I remember properly you have a
rather good sized storage closet in that basement of yours. That would be a good
place to keep her during most of phase one. That hood you put her in is a good
idea, but I want to go a step further. I want her not to be able to see, hear or
make a sound. Being a physician has its advantages when it comes to accessing
all sorts of interesting drugs. I'll start by shooting her up with something
that will paralyze her vocal cords, that'll take care of keeping her quiet. The
injection is going to make her go through the roof. I've been told it hurts like
fury. Then I'll seal up her eardrums with hot wax which will also make her wish
she had gone into another line of work. Hopefully she hasn't figured out who I
am, and I want it to stay that way until we're sure she's under control and
ready to be a good trooper. So before the hood comes off completely I'll give
her a little shot to put her out for a half hour or so. I've got some special
surgical glue to close those mean dark eyes for three, maybe four days. It's
neat stuff, it slowly loses its strength over time, so you don't have to rip off
her eyelids or some skin to let her see again."
Vlad liked the idea of giving her plenty of pain, but he wanted to be
the one dishing it out. This plan sure wasn't doing much to turn him on. Norwood
was smart enough to realize this, and so he modified his approach to allow Vlad
to have some fun with her during the "incubation" period. He took a long pull on
his beer and continued to outline phase one. "I want to almost, but not quite
hang her."
Vlad's eyes widened somewhat at this point and Norwood quickly added,
"No, not until she's awake and understands what's doing on. We adjust the noose
so unless she stands at attention, her neck will get stretched. She's a smart
lady, she'll get the picture pretty quick. Of course her hands will be cuffed
behind her back to prevent any funny stuff from happening." Norwod paused and
smiled at his companion who obviously was struggling to figure out what all this
meant. Subtlety was not Vlad's strong suit.
"Oh, I forgot one other thing. Once she's deaf, dumb, blind and awake we
force a couple of quarts of something nasty, that won't kill her, down her
throat followed by a few magic pills that will start her kidneys working
overtime. Then to make it really interesting I shove a catheter up her piss hole
and into her bladder. This one has been modified so that it really takes some
muscle to force any piss through it. That ought to keep her mind off her
troubles while she hangs around in the closet." As he finished speaking, Norwood
threw back his head and laughed like a madman while Vlad wondered what was so
funny.
Once he recovered, Norwood tossed Vlad a bone or two. " Here's where you
come in chief. Every half day or so we take her out of the closet for a little
surprise. Maybe you get a chance to mark your territory again, but no more
biting. I'll bet she has a real tight asshole. Maybe you might want to see how
much you can stretch it. Maybe you get a chance to freshen up the welts she's
got. Wouldn't it be nice to make those pancakes swell up? I'll bet that hose
would really do a good job of pumping up those bags of hers. I'm sure we'll have
a good time watching a couple of her jail friends clean up that jungle hiding
her cunt and those bushes growing in her pits. My guess is it'll take a couple
of sessions to do the job really right. Are you up for it?" The wolfish grin
that broke Vlad's usually impassive face provided the only answer that Norwood
needed.
A few seconds after the first needle broke the skin around her larynx a
muffled shriek burst forth from beneath the hood and Candi's body thrashed
against the bonds that held her fast. Vlad took a quick step back from the
frame, so quick and so powerful was the woman's reaction to the injection. The
look on Norwood's face resembled some type of feral creature as he reveled in
Kurtz's agony. Before he gave their naked captive the second shot he slapped her
viciously across her tits, noting how stiff the nipples had become. Her
screaming ebbed quickly as the drugs took hold, paralyzing her vocal cords. "Ah,
peace and quiet at last," sighed the doctor as he withdrew the needle from her
neck.
Vlad held the squirming woman in a brutal headlock, tilting her to the
side so that his partner could begin pouring the hot wax into her ear. Candi
almost broke free of his grip as she writhed in agony. Her struggles only
increased when he shifted her head so the other ear could be sealed. It was
strange to see her body in a frenzy of activity as she experienced the terrible
pain, but no sound issuing from her throat. "That takes plenty of the fun out of
it," Vlad griped. Norwood just raised his eyes and prepared to sedate their
prisoner. A few minutes later he finished gluing her eyes shut.
While they waited for Candi to return to consciousness, Vlad installed a
sturdy hook into the ceiling of the storage closet, and the coroner busied
himself by inserting a catheter into the woman's bladder. He went out of his way
to make the process as invasive as possible, deliberately moving the tubing from
side to side as he threaded it through her piss hole, then jamming it as hard as
he could into her bladder. He chuckled as her body responded to the pain, even
though she was out cold. " Hey chief, get a load of this", Norwood shouted. Vlad
got closer and watched as the physician ripped the catheter out, making her body
twitch from the pain it caused. Once more he tortured the tender channel of
flesh, poking the catheter half way into her and then twisting and turning it,
all the while enjoying the response it created in their naked captive. Finally
with a grunt he drove the tube deep into her bladder and taped it securely to
the inside of her thigh. He pointed at the length of plastic tubing now hanging
from Candi's cunt, and explained to Vlad that it was packed with a highly
absorbing material that would impede the flow of urine from her. " She'll really
have to strain all those belly muscles to make any room for all the piss that'll
be backed up at the door. I figure it will take at least three hours for the
material in the catheter to be completely saturated." Vlad did not seem to be
impressed at this subtle form of torture that the doctor had devised. When it
came to pain the chief was strictly a meat and potatoes kind of brute.
They went upstairs and foraged for some suitable liquid to force down
the sergeant's throat once she woke up. The doctor finally settled on a mixture
of dishwater that had been sitting in the kitchen sink for at least a couple of
days, a cup or so of cooking oil and an equal amount of vinegar. He mixed up a
two quart solution, took a very small taste and pronounced it suitable for his
purposes. "Just to make sure she holds it down I'm going to stuff a pouch filled
with cotton into her mouth and tape it shut. If she tries to puke it up there's
only one way out,and that won't be pretty." Vlad nodded his head and smiled. He
remembered doing something like that to one of his prisoners, a fat teenaged
whore who needed her attitude adjusted. This was a trick the parson had showed
him. It was hilarious to see her spewing water from her nostrils while her face
went from pink, to red, and finally blue before she passed out. They went back
to the basement to see if "sleeping beauty" had awakened.
Getting Candi to swallow her medicene was accomplished with some
difficulty and then they wrestled her from the frame and dragged her bloated
body over to the closet. Vlad put her in a choke hold to calm her down while
Norwood fixed the noose. Releasing the hold and getting the noose around her
neck took some effort, this muscular ball of pissed off femininity still had
plenty of fight left. Gradually it sank into Vlad that this naked, sweaty woman
was unlike any female he had dealt with. Still he would not, or could not,
connect the dots and realize that the reason his cock was getting hard again had
to do with the way she resisted him, despite the overwhelming advantage he had
over her.
It was nearly ten in the evening before Candi was all buttoned up in her
new home. Norwood padlocked the door and put the key in his pocket for safe
keeping, afraid that the chief might jump the gun before he returned to let
their guest out so Vlad could play with her a bit. On the other hand he knew
that if Vlad wanted to get at Candi, he would, padlock or not. Norwood decided
at that point to become the chief's roomie while they worked on their prisoner.
He had enough flexibility in his work schedule that he could afford to handle
the routine stuff by taking off for an hour or two at a time. In fact he decided
that his buddy Vlad would benefit professionally if he tagged along and got some
first hand experience in the "deadlier" side of things.
