Chapter 22

Tonya's heart raced as the Doctor walked away; fear of what would soon be happening to her, beyond any of her control, was more than she could deal with by simply trying to relax...

Unseen by the helpless Harding, the Doctor walked over to the cart yet again, this time taking a short bar with a thick strip of leather attached at one end. He took the bar, and inserted it into a small holder near Tonya's left knee; he held the leather strip up to her butt, still undetected by his captive, checking the point where it would make contact. He knelt down, loosening a latch, pulling the holder out about an inch, and re-securing it; again, he checked the leather strip's contact point, and was satisfied this time.

Tonya had no idea that a spanking machine was being prepared for her as part of the Endurance Test; she simply wondered why the Doctor seemed to be taking so long to get started. She tried to control her fear, but every second increased the feelings of dread and apprehension.

The Doctor was taking his time setting up the leather spanking strap for the right side; he was in no particular hurry, knowing that the longer Tonya had to wait, the more sensitive she would be once the test actually started.

Nancy was in a small control room just off the side of the testing room. The control room was full of monitors, meters, and other electronic equipment that she couldn't understand; she could tell that Tonya's heart was racing, but was only vaguely aware that her own heart rate was similar to her helplessly bound ex-rival's...

Nancy's attention to the meters kept her from noticing that the Doctor had entered the room; her hands were sliding their way down her stomach when she saw him, and quickly held them together, her face turning a lovely shade of red from his presence.

"Ummm... Uhhh..." she stammered.

"Did I interrupt something?" the Doctor said, smiling, well aware of his assistant's state of arousal; Nancy was speechless.

"You might want to go into the Break Room," he continued, his smile getting bigger, "it's equipped with everything you need to... 'relieve your tensions', Nancy."

"Ummmm..." Nancy still didn't know what to say until a thought hit, "Let's get this started, and then I'll take a break, OK?"

"Good idea," the Doctor replied, impressed with her ingenuity.

Tonya was starting to feel like every second that passed was an eternity; she knew how totally helpless she was, and after the torment she'd already been put through, knowing that this would be the worst yet made her fear for her sanity, if not her very life!

In the control room, the Doctor was adjusting several of the pieces of equipment; in her combination of awe and arousal, Nancy couldn't figure out how he was able to make sense of any of it. The Doctor made one final adjustment, and turned to his assistant.

"The first thing that Tonya feels," he explained, "will be a jolt from the TENS unit; it's not enough to injure her, but with the fear and anxiety she's feeling, the sensation will be something like getting hit by a bolt of lightning."

"Ouch!"

"Just kind of an attention-getter, really," he continued, "the rest of the test will be fairly intense, but not extremely painful; the stimulation she'll be getting will be like getting intoxicated and highly aroused at the same time. Kind of, 'high and horny', you might say", he concluded, grinning.

"Oh..." Nancy replied, the thought growing in her mind that she, too, might wind up "high and horny".

"The equipment is set so that it'll function automatically once the procedure is started," he continued, "so the only thing we have to do during the test is to check things every once in a while to make sure that nothing's going wrong. Everything that happens, like Tonya's reactions, is being logged, and there are alarms that are set to go off if anything serious starts to happen, so we don't have to be watching every second. We'll get started, then I'll go upstairs and get some sleep; you can either watch in here, or relax in the Break Room, whichever you want."

"OK..."

Securely pinioned to the test bench, Tonya's body writhed and struggled, the eternity she had waited destroying her patience; she wanted this to start NOW, dammit!

'What's taking it so long to get started?' Tonya's mind cried out, unable to articulate her frustration, 'Why hasn't anything happened yet?'.

The Doctor motioned to Nancy, who got up out of the chair she was sitting in; he took the seat, moving his finger to a button that said "Begin". The lights dimmed in the test room.

"Here we go..."