The phone rang loudly once, twice, three times before Dr. Quinn slammed his finger down on the hold button and continued to finish the last paragraph of his notes. He was mildly irritated with Nell. What in the hell was taking her so long? She knew he didn't like to be interrupted when he was busy in his study and yet she was taking her sweet time caring for Lisa when he needed her upstairs. He had noticed that Nell had been acting strangely ever since Thea had first brought the girl to Brookdale and he fully intended to get to the bottom of it when he had the time.
The flashing light of the hold button brought his thoughts back to the immediate present, and he pressed down on the open line, wondering who would be calling him so late in the evening.
"Yes?" he answered, not trying to conceal his irritation.
"Dr. Quinn? This is Erik, Erik Holz. Do you remember our last encounter?"
"Yes, Erik. No need to go into a lengthy identification. Did you get the pharmaceutical supplies I ordered last month?"
"I have the supplies, yes. They just arrived from South America this morning, and as soon as you pay me for my efforts, I will be most happy to deliver the articles to your door step."
Dr. Quinn hesitated and softened his tone a bit. "I don't have the immediate cash right now, but I assure that my credit is good. In fact, beyond question."
"I'm not worried about your credit rating doctor," he answered now more sure of his position. "I'm sure it's as flawless as your own reputation. Right now, I'm more concerned with your available funds, or to use an old American phrase… your cold hard cash. You see, in my particular type of enterprise, there is no room for sealing a deal with a handshake and a promise of good faith… or for that matter, charitable contributions in any shape or form."
Dr. Quinn ignored his sarcasm and kept calm. The old bastard had him in an unfavorable position and he would have to use all his ingenuity to maneuver his way out of it.
"I have to have those supplies by tomorrow, so let's be reasonable about all of this. What you have is not going to do you any good stored in your gallery. The drugs are perishable and you know it. I'm sure we can come to some kind of terms until I'm able to deliver the cash."
"A good point, Dr. Quinn. I fully appreciate your position. However, I'm beginning to become quite suspicious over the fact that both of my customers from Brookdale expect to use my goods without satisfying me with immediate payment."
"Both?"
"Yes, Dr. Quinn, certainly you can guess by now who I might be referring to."
"Thea?" he asked with a surprised tone to his voice.
"Exactly. I have been dealing with her for several years and it has been a very satisfactory business relationship. That is, up until last night when she broke into my desk and removed a very valuable item that I now wish most earnestly to retrieve. Where is the lovely lady now, is she still at Brookdale?"
"Yes, she's been sick in her room all day. I've had my nurse take food up to her, but other than that, I haven't seen or talked with her. Look here, Erik, I don't care what you do with Thea or the objects you say she stole from you, all I'm interested in is getting those supplies from you before they perish."
"Very good, Dr. Quinn. The bargain is then settled. Shall I stop by sometime tomorrow morning?"
"Yes by all means," he answered with notable relief. "Make it around ten o'clock."
"Excellent. I'll see you then."
Dr. Quinn put the receiver back on the hook and mopped away the beads of perspiration that had formed on his forehead. That had been a close call. If he had not had Thea to offer, there was no doubt in his mind that the shrewd old businessman on the other end of the line would have rang off without considering the delivery of his supplies. Maybe if Erik knew the urgency of his program, he might be more lenient in the future. It was a chance that he didn't like to take, but he knew that he had no other choice but to entrust him with his secret plans. He would be an invaluable ally if he could get him interested in his cause. Damned money anyway. With it, you could manipulate freely and follow any of pursuits urgent for your needs. Without it, your enslavement was inevitable and to survive you had to prostitute your deepest beliefs, bending to the needs to those that had it, just as he was doing now by entrusting his life plans to a repulsive narcotic pusher.
It was close to midnight and Nell had been tossing and turning for two hours, unable to sleep with the thought of the helpless girl caged in the cold laboratory, alone in the dark except for the dirty animals that surrounded her. She had to go down, now while everyone else was asleep and check to see if she was all right. If she didn't, she wouldn't be able to sleep for the rest of the night. Not bothering to dress, she tip-toed down the hallway, shivering in the cold night air as her flannel nightgown clung to her cold bulky body as if to hide her ugly form from the unseeing eyes of the darkness.
The loose wooden planks on the floor creaked loudly as she gingerly made her way to the door leading to the cellar. She held her breath as the hinges gave out a high-pitched, protesting whine as she opened it. She stopped, sure that someone upstairs had heard her. She waited for what seemed like an eternity, but nothing but silence answered the ringing in her ears. She was safe. No one had heard her. She continued on down the dusty stair that lead to the laboratory until she reached the door at the bottom, and stepped inside. The lights had been turned out and the room was in total darkness except for a few thin threads of moonlight that streamed from the small windows over head. She cautiously made her way to the back of the room, being careful not to bump into any of the large vats that were still plumping and circulating the mysterious chemicals that Dr. Quinn had prepared.
When she finally reached Lisa's cage she was relieved to sec the girl sleeping peacefully, completely unaware of her desolate and foreboding surroundings. What a lovely, breathtaking sight she made, lying there in total innocence with the moonlight streaming down on her beautiful golden hair. The silvery beams of light played across the long silken strands, illuminating them with such intensity that they resembled spun gold. Nell couldn't resist reaching her hands through the bars and stroking the soft resilient locks. Such beauty she had never known or touched before in her life and she was momentarily lost in the wondrous delight of the moment.
Her mood was sharply broken by the loud sound of glass crashing to the floor in the front part of the laboratory. Someone else was back there, making his way to where she knelt! It must be Dr. Quinn, checking up on the animals. He must have heard her after all! She knew her punishment would he swift and complete if he caught her now, and she dashed over to the corner, crouching by the side of Gina's empty cage.
A large shadowy form emerged around the corner approaching the cage where Lisa slept, but Nell could not see who it was, her eyes unable to pierce the darkness to identify the intruder. She ducked down lower as the man passed right by her and pressed her shoulders and face hard against the cold tiled floor, leaving her large, globular buttocks swooping up behind her. In her fear of being caught, she did not realize that stray shafts of moonlight beaming down on her exposed rounded spheres, completely illuminated their provocative position.
Garth stumbled blindly to Lisa's cage with only one thought in mind. He had to relieve the burning pressure of tormented desire that was rampaging from his swollen cock with no let up. All that evening he had sat in his room thinking of the lewd scene that he had witnessed earlier that day, until gradually his own lust had built up into an uncontrollable frenzy. Now as he pulled at the door of the cage to reach the object of his passion, he found that it was locked tight. He jerked and strained his powerful hands against the bolted door, hoping to muster superhuman strength inside of him and break down the barrier that separated him from Lisa. The lock remained firm and secure, and the girl continued to sleep peacefully, unaware of the lust-incited monster struggling with all of his strength to get at her.
The cold steel bars remained firmly entrenched in their locked position. They would not budge nor give no matter how hard he tried to force them open. It was hopeless. He pressed his hot face against the cold metal bars, moaning out his frustrations to the sleeping beauty within the safe confines of the cage. She seemed coldly indifferent to his tortured soul, not seeming to care at all that she could not please him with the softness of her body. His fury slowly built to an insurmountable peak as he, in his ignorance blindly hoped for something to happen that might quench the hot burning pain stabbing at his crotch. He glanced over longingly at Gina's empty cage wishing that she was still alive. He would not be hurting if she were still here.
It was at that moment that he spotted Nell's quivering buttocks wavering temptingly in the air from behind Gina's cage. His dim mind couldn't believe his eyes. His wish had been answered so close to the spot that he had screwed the female chimp that he naturally thought the fleshy mounds had been placed there by some unseen friend to be used until the hot lust burning inside him had been satiated. Fearing that the large accommodating ass was merely a dream, he streaked across the small space that separated them, and before Nell knew what was happening, he had landed on top of her back with a loud groan and jammed his hard lengthened shaft deep in her belly.
Shock and revulsion engulfed the lesbian's awareness as she felt the unbelievable hugeness of the cruel penis suddenly tearing away at her insides with a wild animal-like abandon. She couldn't believe it was happening to her.
"Uuuuuuuhhhhgggg!" she grunted as the giant prick pushed back on the fleshy folds within her vagina and smacked against her belly. Rough callused hands reached down under her nightgown and cupped around her flabby breasts, which hung loosely down like two large cow udders, and greedily began squeezing and pulling at them until it felt as though they were going to be ripped from her body.
The unseen monster plunged his powerful pelvis hard against her open slit, flattening her fat bulbous ass under his terrible weight. She jerked forward with a gasp of pain and held her breath, trying to absorb the enormous shaft that was now pistoning around the wet sensitive walls of her vagina. She could feel the hot rivulets of sweat rolling down her forehead and into her eyes, almost blinding her vision and she felt like she was going to faint from the tremendous toll of pain that was riveting into her like an iron jack hammer.
Garth closed his eyes tightly shut against the exquisite feeling of wet warmness that covered his entire cock. His rigid monster was now pressed deep in the hot, protesting moistness of her cunt with wild electric shocks of pleasure pulsating through it. With each successive thrust, the electric shocks gradually built up and blended into an overpowering wave of sensual delight. He could feel an unbearable pressure pushing against his loaded balls, and knew they would soon explode and empty their hot cum into the large wet cavern beneath them.
This vast, widely open hole was not like Gina's at all. With Gina, he always had to be tender and gentle for fear of tearing her small slit apart, and even then his rigid cock was only able to half penetrate its small depths. But now he was able to ram his full length into the wet expanding passage until he could feel his balls slapping against the crevice of her ass. He reached his hands back and dug them harshly into her pliant hips, holding them firmly in the air as he felt his long, thick cock impress itself again and again into the moist naked slit of her behind. His hairy knees behind her pushed her thighs wider apart, holding her wide and helpless to the brutal pounding of his body. He coursed his hands down over her buttocks, and pressed his thumbs on either side of her puckered anus, stretching it wide open. Then, she felt a hot burning rod fill her ass as he jammed his middle finger up to the hilt into it.
She screamed, unable to bear the crude fucking of both of her private parts as waves of pain and nausea simultaneously enveloped her straining body. She tried to crawl away, but she was overpowered and held back by the beast behind her. The excruciating torture of her anus and cunt was becoming more painful than her consciousness could bear. She groaned once more in anguish, then felt long welcome waves of darkness take hold of her body as she mercifully passed out.
Garth felt her body go limp beneath him and grabbed onto her hips with his free hand, pulling her back onto his plunging rod. His giant tormenting staff had grown and expanded to its fullest length as he continued to fuck into her wildly with the pressure in his loins rocketing to the bursting point. He gasped and sputtered incoherently, shoving his cock forward with a mighty thrust into the walls of her quivering belly. Hot waves of thick, creamy cum spewed forth to fill her womb with great gushes of warm, sticky wetness. He groaned with delight as moments later he felt the last drops of sperm empty far up into her pussy, then pulled his deflated penis out of the lump, swaying buttocks and leaned back on his heels, trying to catch his breath.
The full moon had risen higher in the midnight sky, casting brighter beams of light through the small windows overhead and now illuminated the spot were Garth sat resting. Nell's unconscious body had fallen over on its side when he had released her, with her face clearly exposed to his view. As his head gradually cleared and he had adjusted his vision to the darkness around him, he saw the plain face of Nell on the other side of the ass that he had just finished fucking. He froze in terror! The loose flesh on her face was strangely contorted in an anguished expression as though she were having a bad dream.
Garth stood up in panic, letting his open pants fall unnoticed to his feet. He could imagine the horrible punishment he would face for what he had just done. He wanted to run away and never stop, but his legs remained immobile in fear and he stood paralyzed for a moment, not knowing what to do next. He buried his face in his hands and began to sob wildly, he had never felt so much dread in his entire life. The fear that encompassed his body, now controlled the half-wit's entire being and he did not notice his penis stiffen and empty its piss down on the unconscious woman sprawled beneath him.
Her moaning sounds snapped Garth out of his paralytic state and he stumbled back away from her, pulling at his pants as he ran. He did not know where he was going, but he knew he must be out of her sight before she came to. Still sobbing, he blindly felt his way through the darkened passages of the outer lab, and ran through the door and up the stairway as fast as his awkward legs could carry him. He ran through the main entrance of the house and out into the cool night air, not stopping or looking back to see if anyone was following. His bulky lumbering body crossed the large expanse of lawn that circled the front part of the mansion and continued on through the orchard. He passed by the large cluster of trees, not caring that their limbs and branches were tearing at his clothing and scratching his flesh. His pure animal instincts had taken over what reasoning was left in his dim mind, and his only thought now was to escape the cruel punishment that awaited him back at the house.
He stopped abruptly when he reached the huge iron gate at the main entrance to Brookdale, and stared wildly through the bars to the road beyond. He knew he would be able to scale the brick walls with ease, yet the fear of facing the unknown held him back. His retarded memory couldn't remember the time before he was brought to Brookdale, and he now trembled in fear at the thought of facing what was on the outside of these walls.
He was trapped!
The hysteria in his body mounted as he stood suspended with indecision. He had no where to go, either backwards or forwards, and his mind felt like it was about to explode from the panic that seized it. He jumped back in fright as the phone by the side of the gate began to ring persistently. The ringing sound was high-pitched and hurt his head. He reached through the iron bars and removed the receiver from its hook. The long extension reached easily through the gate and he placed the phone to his ears, though not making a sound.
"Garth…? Is that you?"
It was Dr. Quinn! Garth's hands trembled and his breathing came in loud rasps, as he desperately clung to the receiver, not uttering a word.
"Garth, I know you're there. I can hear you breathing."
Garth sucked in his breath and held it, but could not release his hand from the phone.
"I just want to tell you that Nell is not mad at you. You're to come back to your room immediately. No one's going to punish you."
Dr. Quinn pressed his ear tightly against the receiver, anxiously waiting for a reply. He kept his voice low and calm, not wanting to excite Garth or to scare him away. After finding Nell on the lab floor, he quickly guessed what had happened and ran up to Garth's room to see if he was there. The room was empty, so on a second hunch he decided to ring the gate. The last thing he wanted to do was to go out in the night, searching for a mad man. There was no telling what he would do in his crazed state if he thought he was cornered. He must convince Garth to come back of his own free will, and to do that he would remove the object of his fear.
A stifled sob sounded on the other side of the line.
"No one's going to hurt you in any way. Is that understood? You couldn't help what you were doing, we understand that."
Another sob.
"Hang up the phone now and go straight to your room. Where else could you go, Garth? I've told you countless of times that the people on the outside would hurt you and laugh at you… you know that. I'm going to hang up now… Good-bye."
Dr. Quinn slowly replaced the receiver back on the hook. His anger was subsiding now for he knew Garth would return. But because of Nell's stupidity, he had almost lost him, at a time when his presence was most crucial to completing the experiments. He glared down at Nell, now sitting in the chair by his desk, sobbing quietly into the cloth he had given her to clean herself up.
"Just what were you doing down there at this time of night?" he asked coldly.
"I-I… was worried about the girl, so I thought I would check to see if she was all right… T-T-That's all."
Dr. Quinn ignored her answer and slowly puffed on his cigarette until the ash on the tip turned into a bright burning coal. He openly studied the beaten woman now gasping for breath, trying to control her sobbing. He felt no pity or compassion though, for he could well imagine the real reason why she had crept down to Lisa's cage so craftily in the middle of the night. In fact, her punishment had an essence of poetic justice about it. She had gotten just what she deserved.
"Nell, I'm going to be straight forward with you," he announced, breaking the silence. "Number one… Your apparent attraction to Lisa is obvious. Number two, I'm well aware of your lewd sexual habits. Number three, if you step out of line… just one more time, I'll pick up this phone and turn you into the authorities."
Nell stared back at him, her eyes wide with disbelief.
"I took the trouble to check up on you when you first came here," he said. "I would say right now… that your position is static, so I suggest that you heed this warning. That's all… you may go now."
Nell stood up and started to leave the room.
"Oh, by the way, Nell. I'm expecting a visitor tomorrow morning, so set an extra plate on the table."