Chapter 6

Tonya whimpered as the Doctor put a blindfold on her. She felt the table start to move as he pushed it. He pushed the table out of his office through a back door, and down an unused hall, to an exit. He opened the door and pushed the table into a garage, where his van was sitting with the back doors open. He wheeled the table up a small ramp, into the van, and up to a set of brackets. He connected the table to the brackets, and it was held securely in place. He hooked a small plug between the table and the van's wall, and turned a switch on.

She felt the table start vibrating; it shook the water inside her, making it slosh around, and causing her more pain. She sobbed through the gag again, with tears flowing freely from her eyes.

"We'll be leaving now, Tonya," he told her, "the trip will take about an hour, and when we reach my country home, you'll be allowed to release your bowels and bladder."

The doctor moved up to the driver's seat, starting the engine. It roared to life, and he pressed a button, opening the garage door. He drove out, and pulled into the street. 'No hurry', he thought, 'I'll just take this nice and easy'.

He got out of Portland fairly soon, and turned onto an asphalt road with very little traffic. He looked at the speedometer; 55 MPH. The van sped down the road for about half an hour, then turned onto a gravel road. The doctor grinned, thinking how it would feel to his captive in back...

Tonya was miserable, no doubt; the water shaking inside her was unbearable, yet she knew she had no control over it! She was crying heavily already, but the roughness of the gravel road made it even worse! Every minute seemed an eternity; she wondered if it would ever stop!

The van turned into a driveway, pulling up to a wrought-iron gate. The Doctor pressed a series of buttons, and the gate opened; he drove in, the gate closing behind him. He drove up to the house, very large, almost a mansion in size. The driveway led to a garage; he backed the van into it, and up to a platform that was level with the van. He set the brake, turned off the engine, and got out.

He went around and opened up the back doors, switching the vibrator off, and unhooked the table from the brackets. He pushed the table onto the platform, and into the house, down a hall, and to a freight elevator. He pressed a button, and it started moving down. About a minute later, it stopped; the door opened, and he pushed the table out. The room that they entered looked like a cross between a medical lab, and a medieval dungeon.

"We're here, Tonya," he said...