It was later that night and Dr. Quinn had regained his composure. Nell had prepared a sumptuous dinner which they both enjoyed in the dinning room. The roast duckling with orange sauce had been succulent and juicy with the white tender meat breaking away from the bone easily from the slightest pressure of his fork. Previously, he had taken a long hot shower and tried to sort out his now confused thoughts about Lisa and her inevitable destiny. Still, he was not entirely sure about what he was going to do with her if she lasted through the experiments he definitely intended to perform on her. By the time he had finished his coffee, he had decided to intellectually separate the how and the why of the problem and to continue on with his studies by breaking away from any possible emotional involvement. That was the only way he would be able to succeed, and succeed he must, recovering his manhood depended upon it.
"Can I take something down to the girl?" Nell asked, breaking his train of thoughts.
"Yes, go ahead. She should be conscious by now and probably weak with hunger. But Nell, I would be careful of her now if I were you. The hormone injection reacted violently on her system. Just remember she's as wild and uncontrollable as the rest of the caged animals down there."
"Yes, sir, I will," she answered, lowering her eyes to veil the hostility burning from them. She could not imagine what had happened to Lisa in the lab today, though she had noticed the tired lines of fatigue in the doctor's face when he had come to dinner. She had wanted to go down there to see what was going on, but her fear of the mad doctor had held her back. At least now she would have a chance to see Lisa again, as she had been longing to do since their emotional encounter the night before.
She scurried back to the kitchen and lovingly prepared the tray worthy enough to suit a gourmet's delight. She loaded the plate with the tenderest parts of the roast duckling, breasted potatoes, and fresh asparagus with hollandaise sauce. For dessert, he added a dish of freshly canned peaches topped with cinnamon and spices. Nothing was too good for the lovely, yielding body of the young girl now trapped in the lab. She wished she could think of a way to help her escape, but right now she first must see to it that Lisa was kept strong and able to survive the endurement of the coming experiments. As a second thought, she added two capsules of iron vitamins to the tray, just for good measure. From Lisa's room she gathered some towels, a robe a blanket, knowing she would be needing all of these things for the minimal of comfort and then took them with the tray down the dark stairway into the sterile confines of the laboratory. When she entered the back part of the room where all the caged animals were kept, she saw Lisa's body, nothing but a naked heap of flesh, still unconscious and unprotected from the cold night air. She was sprawled across the mattress with her legs spread lewdly apart just as the doctor had left her after his obscene rape of her drugged body.
Nell sobbed openly at the devastating sight and set the items she had been carry on the floor, running over to the door of the cage and pulling at it in an attempt to help the shattered Venus and somehow bring her back to the youthful buoyancy that she had exuded just hours before. She could see that most of her body was swollen and bruised by the brutal fucking the doctor had given her and felt renewed anger and frustration where she spotted the red welts on the softness of her tender, white breasts. She pulled and jerked at the steel barred door of the cage but it would not budge under the pressure. It was locked, giving her no possible way to enter the cage and comfort the beaten girl.
"Lisa! Lisa! Do you hear me, it's Nell. Wake up dear, I've brought you something to eat."
Lisa groaned and turned over on her side, not completely aware that she was not dreaming.
"Dear God, wake up child," Nell pleaded desperately, trying to stifle the sobs coming from deep within her.
Lisa fluttered her eyes open and tried to think of where she was, but her mind was swimming with disconnected thoughts… Where am I… Who am I? Why does everything seem so foggy and distant? She stiffened her long lush body in an attempt to fight off the dizziness, but this only intensified the feeling, so she let herself go limp against the soft padded mattress. Now the heaviness of her torso seemed glued to the floor of the cage. Immobile. Unmovable. She tried to move her swollen lips to utter a call for help or just to get reassurance from hearing the familiar sound of her own voice. But her mouth was all cotton, stuffed with a thick parched tongue that stuck to the roof of her dry mouth. Her tortured muscles were paralyzed and unmoving. Once again her will to survive won over the defeated physical state of her body, as her lips pursed forward and finally uttered some sound.
"W-w-water… Please… w-w-water," she choked out to the woman standing beside her.
"Yes, dear… right now… right now. Don't worry, old Nell is here to help you." She nervously picked the pitcher of ice water from the tray and filled a tall glass to the brim, then took it over to the trap door and offered it to Lisa with a trembling hand.
The distraught girl gulped it down greedily in several quick swallows, and leaned back trying to focus her eyes as her head began to clear through the heavy mists of her drug-injected body. She said nothing when Nell pushed her robe into the cage, but quickly donned it to protect herself from the chill that was penetrating her body. Her arms and legs felt like ice and her throbbing breasts were still quivering from the painful blows they had endured through the depraved screwing she had suffered such a short time ago. The wet open area between her thighs hurt every time she made the slightest movement and to add to the torture, her bowels were now straining to the bursting point.
"I have to go…" she said hesitantly, knowing that the woman was unable to let her out of the cage, but if she did not find some way to relieve herself soon, she would lose her control right on the floor.
Nell anxiously ran around the corner saying she would return soon with a bed pan. Lisa propped herself up against the back wall of the cage and dipped the towel that Nell had given her into the pitcher of ice water. The coldness of the rough terry cloth material on her face temporarily revived her and helped to settle the butterflies in her stomach. She dipped the towel back into the water and pressed the coolness between her hot, aching legs in an attempt to stop the wild throbbing coming from between her thighs. It helped a little and she was able to muster up a semblance of calmness by the time Nell returned with her bedpan. Squatting over it and quickly relieving herself while Nell watched with sympathetic eyes, was a scene that she would not have been able to picture a few days back, but now she was beyond embarrassment or inhibition, all she wanted was relief. Nell took away the pan and came back to the cage, lifting the trap door and placing the tray of food beside her on the mattress.
The delicious aroma of the tempting dish revived all of her hunger sensations and she ravenously devoured all of its contents, not caring that she looked and acted like the trapped animal that she had been turned into. Her reactions now were completely physical and when her hunger needs were met, she rolled herself up into the wool blanket and fell asleep without acknowledging or thanking Nell for the favors that she had rendered.
Nell left the girl and plodded back up the stairway, vowing to get even with Dr. Quinn for what he had done to Lisa. She knew that she would have to think long and hard for any action that she would take in revenge if she wanted to be successful. For the doctor was quick, and by nature, much slyer than she. If she were to succeed she would have to be quicker than he and take him unaware. If she failed, she would never have another chance to get at him again.