Controlling Christine, Book One

Chapter Five-2

“Now put on her Protectors!”

My sight disappeared instantly even though my eyes lids were kept prised open by the horrible fingers under the upper face strap. I felt my arms grasped even more tightly by the calloused hands of the two men, steadying me while I swayed in terrorized blindness. Gasping through my flared nostrils around the deeply penetrating metal tendrils, I shook with wild fear of what was to come next.

Suddenly, each of my pendulous breasts was slipped into a cold metal cup. A wide band flipped around my chest and two narrow straps snapped over my shoulders. I couldn’t feel them at first, but others beneath my breasts and over my spine flowed downwards to melt into my deeply sunk belt. From the apexes of the shoulder straps, thinner ones flowed out and joined themselves to my collar, then the whole ensemble, cups included, shrank irresistibly onto my body. The ensemble was tight, but for the moment allowed me to move relatively easily. Around the bases of each breast containment, tight to my chest, the inner edges developed thin flanges, then these began to iris closed so that my breasts were garrotted away from my chest! I felt as though they would soon be cut off, so tight did the rings become. Finally, the snaring stopped, leaving me gasping in painful discomfort, fully conscious of how my breasts too, were now also separately held captives! At the apex of each armouring cup, my n*****s were gripped tightly then pulled painfully outwards from their swollen fleshy mounds into small extension cups! They too were encircled by tight rings of the animated metal, and I writhed in silenced agony when the irises clamped tightly around the bases of the engorged, super-sensitive and flint-hard little nubbins.

“Chain her hands and leash her!”

My hands were pulled roughly behind my back and suddenly I could only jerk them fitfully against their too short linkage. Something clicked audibly against the front of my collar and belt, then just as rapidly as it had disappeared, my sight was returned. I turned slowly around at the end of my chains, trying desperately to make sense of what had happened to me in the space of only ten minutes. I’d been free just short moments before! Now, I was held a totally subdued, female prisoner, bound in a nightmarish, semi-alive, metal restraint harness that showed no mercy, compassion, or sympathy. Wailing with the horror and utter feminine helplessness of my situation, I suddenly became deaf again. I fought to free my hands and pull out the sound-defeating plugs pressing so deeply and uncomfortably into my ears.

“Female!” the harshly accented voice suddenly blasted, “You shall now be transported to the Holding Facility established for itinerant and unescorted members of your s*x. You will be properly taken care of there.”

As though reading my thoughts, the voice continued to blare into my head.

“Over the last week, we have assumed control of your paltry planet and your species is now our possessions.”

I’d come alone to this deserted area to escape the overwhelming busyness of the modern world and hadn’t heard any news for nearly two weeks. Now, I was paying for my remoteness in spades.

“In our past acquisitions of your species, we have found that human females make excellent pets.” the voice continued, “And you shall become one. In the meantime, you will be trained and exercised for your new role.

“Sometime in the future, you will be bred to create more of your kind, but for the moment, you are to be only a pet.”

All sound cut off as suddenly as it had assaulted me and I stared out through the mask in terror. The men accompanying the creature in the space suit had gathered up the two bulky bags and stood waiting behind him. For the first time I noticed that they too wore similar metal harnesses to mine, but theirs were thicker and almost flesh-coloured. I longed desperately to be able to plead with them, but I was punishingly gagged and totally helpless at the end of my leash.

Their throats, wrists, and ankles bore the same wide cuffs I was fitted with, but were allowed the freedom of movement denied to me. They wore no connecting chains nor did they have to wear the finger loops or the horrible high-heels. Metal belts encircled their waists, and over their crotches, discreetly humped cups covered their genitals and prevented them from touching themselves in any way. Long straps connected their belts to their collars at the front and back, with a wide band encircling their chests. Over their breasts, wide shallow dishes pressed tightly into their flesh, sort of like a male bra! They looked totally beaten and compliant to the Alien’s commands, although for the moment I couldn’t understand why they were so docile. They had been penetrated and were controlled in much the same manner I was!

The Alien set off, walking up the beach with long-legged, powerful strides. I pranced along behind at the length of my leash, my down-pointing, metal-shod feet sinking deeply into the soft sand with each chain-limited pace. We finally emerged from the seaside shrubbery onto the paved road and I found out then that the high-heeled posture I was required to assume was not aided by heels! I had to balance continually on the rounded metal points of my ‘shoes’.

About a hundred yards away, a squat oblong craft of gleaming metal sat in a circle of blackened, still gently smoking bushes. I was led across to it, shivering with terror and fighting against the demanding jerks on my leash. When he pulled me inside, I was followed by the two cowed men, then my leash was short-fastened to a ring on one of the exposed structural members of the craft so that I had to stand close to the wall, unable to move away. The Alien walked through a hatch and it slid closed, leaving the three of us to stare silently at each other. The men approached where I stood fastened to the wall, trying to maintain my balance with continual prancing little steps and gestured at their mouths when they tried to speak. I heard nothing though and just stood and wept silently, jerking my hands against their cruel immobilization. I don’t think they realized how thoroughly plugged and imprisoned I was by my metal enhancements, but those thoughts were wiped from my mind when the tunnels over my eyes closed down to nothing, leaving me in blindness and total silence once more. A moment later I felt them fit heavy hoses to my crotch-cover and others to the front of my lower face strap.

A deeply-sensed humming suddenly filled my world and continued for an indeterminate time. I found that I could suck a little on the gag pad and a trickle of water exuded from its surface into my parched throat and mouth, then a little later some sort of thick gelatinous slurry of nutrients pulsed down the hollow tube in my throat and into my stomach. My bowels and bladder soon needed some sort of release and I held on as long as I could manage, then let everything go with a cringing rush, weeping soundlessly with embarrassment. I needn’t have worried about soiling myself though for it was impossible to do while fitted with the Alien’s control harness. Apparently, as a pet, nothing was left to chance.

We eventually came to rest and the Alien returned to our holding chamber, although I knew nothing of this. The men were ordered to their own compound and my limited sight was returned when the voice blared again into my ears.

“Female! We have arrived at your storage and training facility!”

A moment later a gloved hand reached up and disconnected the leashes from my body then the voice returned.

“Turn and walk out the door!”

I reluctantly did as I was ordered, stepping out into a wide, metal-walled corridor. The hatch to the transport vehicle hissed shut behind me.

The sights that filled my limited field of vision were probably the most awful I’ve ever seen.

I was only one of thousands of women, and they all wore the same horrid ‘uniform’ that imprisoned me! For the first time I saw how I looked. The only parts of their faces visible were their noses, deeply penetrated by the thrusting metal fingers. Other than that protuberance, only their hair and ears were visible within their metal head enclosures! Their bodies, like mine, were webbed and controlled by the metal harnesses and we all wore the same short hobbles between our straining and highly-arched feet. Too, our arms were all restricted by short chains between our wristlets and belts, although, for the moment, none of us was leashed. In this place, I was soon to find, they weren’t needed. They’d be used when we were sold.

All of us wandered aimlessly, eddying back and forth through the wide corridors in a silenced dance of enslavement. Some leaned their behinds gingerly against the walls, but none were sitting down. I desperately wanted to escape the stress and discomfort of my horrible footwear and so found a convenient bench to sit on, but it was not for human female use, at any time. When my weight settled onto the bench and the rigid strap between my buttocks came into contact with the surface, my metal harness immediately unleashed agonizing shocks from my vaginal probe and pulsed other sets through my captive n*****s and breasts. More shocks rippled through my nose and my tongue! I leapt up, screaming incoherently against the metal intruder down my throat and jerking frantically at the short chains that connected my wrists to the unmercifully squeezing horror around my waist. Now I knew why none of the others were sitting down. It wasn’t permitted. I joined the others along the walls, shoulders shaking with sobs of helplessness, still jerking at my wrist chains and kicking my painfully arched feet against their short hobble chain. The sensations of being controlled were indescribable and we all continually writhed and twisted our bodies attempting to escape the terrible twitching metal monsters welded inside us. I wandered away, joining others strutting about, seeking some sort of escape from the scenes of helpless, tortured, and chained femininity. Eventually, I found my way outside, only to discover more of my sisters, all equally as confined and helpless wandering listlessly around the grounds of wherever it was we were.

“FEMALES!! Attention, human females!” A mechanical voice drilled into my captive ears. “This will be the commencement of your next Breaking and Training Lesson!”

It shut off, and I stared wildly out through the restricting blinkers clamped over my eyes, trying to see what was going to happen to me. I suddenly collapsed when a horrific series of electrical shocks began to assault my body!! I lay where I’d fallen, screaming, kicking, and jerking wildly against my chains and the controlling harnesses while the first of my many ‘lessons’ was uncaringly administered. My crotch and breasts seemed to catch fire when the discipline increased again and yet again! Deep inside my body the metal insertions writhed afresh, swelling and shrinking with a horrible pulsation that defied explanation or description! All I wanted was to be freed of my enslaving bondage equipment, but that was not to be. The other females and I were taught our utter subservience by the inescapable electrical torture that seemed to go on forever and ever ... and ever ... and ever ... and ev.....

My eyes snapped open in the utter blackness of my cell and I rolled frantically against my bed straps, gasping and whining in terror-filled spasms while the horrible dream gradually faded away. “It all seemed so real!” I thought gradually settling back and staring up into nothingness. For a couple of moments, I tossed restlessly against my restraints then slowly sank back into a dreamless sleep.