Chapter 1

I desperately wanted to be a doctor. I had good grades and a reasonable MCAT but I couldn't afford the tuition at a private school and no public school admitted me I am Harry Miles. I am twenty eight and fairly athletic. My dream of being a doctor was fading.

I was despairing when I noticed a web page from a medical school in South America.

The school offered free tuition and all expenses to their medical school to qualified applicants. They would guarantee that their students would be accepted in their own country. They would pay all expenses to come down and sample courses. If the potential student wasn't pleased they could leave, no obligation. The only catch was we had to agree that classes could be taped and shown for profit without payment to the students. We would have to agree that the laws in force in the country applied to all matters regarding school and students.

I jumped at it. I sent the requested email and received a prompt reply. The school was on a small island just off Chile and I was invited to visit and audit a class. Tickets would be provided if I agreed to the conditions. I agreed and I was on a plane the following week.

We flew into Santiago, Chile, where a smaller plane took several of us to an island.

"Welcome to San Medico," the sign said. It turns out the Island was a tiny country calling itself San Medico. There were six of us on the flight and we were taken to a modern looking building.

"This is the medical school." Our guide spoke perfect English. Tonight we have a small party and tomorrow you will tryout our Sex and Anatomy course. I got a twinge of concern. That seemed a strange class to tryout first, in fact I didn't remember any class like that in any catalogue I looked at. I looked at my five companions. Three women and two men. They seemed less concerned then I was. I was probably just being paranoid.

There were about fifteen new people at the party in addition to my group. Evenly divided between men and women. Everyone was good looking, which I also found surprising. When I asked about the medical school I was told "It's different, you'll see."

No one seemed real interested in talking about it. After an hour or so, I excused myself and went to the room assigned me and went to bed. The next morning I was awakened by a burly man who knocked on my door. "I am to bring you to the class. You will be served breakfast after class. Come, now!" Clearly this man was to be taken seriously. He handed me a medical gown and said, "You will wear this to class."

I was astounded. What was going on? When he woke me I had pajamas on. He had just walked into the room. I started to put underwear on.

"Just the gown. Now! Come."

He stood there menacing. I started to get irritated and he grabbed my right arm and twisted it so hard, I thought it would break. "Do as I say, now!"

I decided I wasn't going to successfully fight this ape of a man. I put the gown on and stepped in the hall. I realized that my fellow travelers had similar experiences. The six of us were being led to an auditorium.

We were ushered into a theater like room. The seats went up from the floor where we were told to stand. There were about fifteen people sitting in the seats with an instructor standing on the floor.

"You have all agreed to obey the laws of Medico. The law is that you must do everything I tell you and I may do anything I wish to you as long as it is part of the learning experience for the students. I have been discussing with the class the physiologic changes you would expect from otherwise healthy young adults when put under extreme stress. The six of you are going to demonstrate the principle. Now, Charles, remove the gowns."

The goon that escorted me took less than twenty seconds to remove all of our gowns. To say we were startled, was putting it mildly. "Men, the cuffs."

Without warning, each of us was grabbed and our hands were cuffed behind us. There were six poles mounted on the floor and we were quickly attached to the poles. All of us were screaming.

"You will all be quiet, now!" His tone of voice left no room for argument. We all shut up.

"The plan is to watch you copulate with each other and then the class will vote on which couples did the best job. The two couples that score lowest will be hanged so the class can see what happens during the stress of worrying about the hanging and the actual hanging. The survivors will hang the losers. If any survivor is unable to perform the execution, that person will also be hung. The dead will be dissected in anatomy. I will give you a minute to pair up. If you can't I will do it for you.

For the first time I looked at the naked bodies of my comrades. They were all attractive. One man's prick was getting erect, the rest of us were shriveled. The erect dude was John. He looked almost smug. The girls just looked terrified. One girl, Samantha, I had developed an attraction to. I looked at her as she looked at me. "Let's pair up." She nodded.

"Wait, I am going to change the rules, to make a point. Finish pairing up." John was sticking straight up. Almost to his navel. He grabbed the girl next to him, I believe her name was Carol. She pulled back slightly and then shrugged. Samantha and I were already paired, that left Susan and George.

A noose was lowered from the ceiling. The instructor spoke. "We have an unusual occurrence here. This man is erect, in spite of the stress. Obviously he is confident of success." He nodded. The burly man grabbed John and brought the noose and put the noose on him. It raised just enough to be taut. John started to loose his erection.

A television camera came out of the ceiling, focused on John.

"What the fuck are you doing?" As John was saying that his erection totally faded. The instructor nodded again. The burly one took a mallet and hit John on the back of his head. John slumped. His erection was now totally shriveled.

"Notice that there is no longer an erection. His penis, while ample is now shriveled. We will now strangle him. Since he is unconscious he will not struggle, but his lungs will no longer have air and his heart will race. This will force blood into his penis. Many men even have an ejaculation as they die. Clearly there will not be an emotional element. Please note the tongue and eyes as the strangulation continues. It is also possible the sphincter muscle will relax causing feces to leave his corpse. We will see. Make notes.

With that John was hoisted off his feet. The assistant placed a collecting pan under the body. The instructor had a pointer. The penis was starting to become erect. He pointed at it, putting the tip under the expanding cock. "Notice how the penis continues to expand. The blood is pumping faster and faster." He put a stethoscope to the body's heart.

"The heart is up to 210 bpm. Note the tongue is protruding and the eyes are also. It should be a corpse in about one minute. There goes the penis."

The cock started to throb, shooting semen. Quite a bit came out. The penis stayed erect.

"The nervous system is starting to fail. You will note the toes will curl. I will want you to report which constellation of nerves will cause that. Notice the other specimens." He pointed over at us.

"The women are flushed and the men have shriveled penis and are also flush." He walked over to Samantha, who cowered before him. He reached down and inserted a finger into her cunt.

"The vagina is very dry and warm. The nipples are erect, not from arousal, but from fear." He lifted one of Samantha's "C" breasts and demonstrated the nipple, by pulling on it. "If this one were to be strangled, right now, the nipples on the breasts would stay thick and there would be other body changes."

With that statement, Samantha dribbled urine. "I expected that. That is a common response by the female to intense fear." She looked terrified. Tears were forming in her eyes.

"If you cry, you will die immediately." She stopped crying and started to urinate more.

He walked over to me and grabbed my cock. "Notice that it is shrunken. Shriveled." I held my breath. He dropped my penis and walked to George. George was smaller, about five feet, ten inches and well endowed. He was well muscled. George looked as scared as the rest of us. George's substantial cock hung loose. It wasn't circumcised. He poked at George's penis with the pole. "Notice the foreskin. Relatively uncommon in the western world. This specimen is very well muscled. He will strangle more slowly, because of the muscles in his neck." George stood there glumly.

The corpse was now dripping urine and feces into the collecting pan.

The tongue was protruding and the open eyes were bulging. The dribbling stopped and the pan was removed and a large container containing a liquid was put below the corpse. The corpse was lowered into the liquid. The container was then wheeled out.

"The corpse will be prepared for your anatomy class. There will be questions about the eyes and tongue."

"In view of our change in plans it is not likely we will be able to get these specimens to copulate for the class. Stress makes sexual activity problematic. There is absolutely no chance the women will get any pleasure from the copulation. Under some conditions the male can get erect under duress. We will administer Viagra to the two remaining men. We will have the women suck the penis of the specimens. The combination should be enough to produce an erection."

"We have determined that we will end the day with two live specimens. What is the class desire as to how we reduce the group to two? How do we determine which specimen to kill and how do we do it?"

The instructor paused to let his question be discussed. Meanwhile the burly one grabbed my forehead and pulled my head back, forcing my mouth open. Powdered Viagra was spooned into my mouth and he reversed the process, holding my nose and making me swallow. The same procedure was performed on George.

"All right, class, you have had time to discuss the situation. What is your suggestion? Michael?"

Michael was a student in the front row who appeared to be a class leader. "It seems logical that we want two male and two female cadavers. We would be interested in watching a conscious killing of a male and female. We want to observe the bodily reactions as they know they are dying. That was missing in the last demonstration. We also want to observe differences between the male and female responses. We suggest one female be hung like the last one and then one male and one female be hung while conscious. We would like to see the little buff one strangled conscious and the female that was attached to the prior subject hung while unconscious. We also think that the female with the littler buff one should be hung at the same time he is so we can compare reactions and timing. We realize that will throw off the copulation exhibit, except it is possible watching a woman being strangled will stimulate the two males enough for a demonstration before the last two are made into cadavers." He paused and looked at the instructor.

Before we continue, there is something I must do. "Remember, I told you the reason you were all wired to monitors."

I looked at the class. Sure enough, everyone was wired.

"It was because we wanted to know if anyone disapproved of what we were doing. You were warned. Charles, bring down the person in seat twenty six."

Burley went up the stairs and grabbed a young man. He dragged him to the floor. He was slight build and about six feet tall with brown hair. He had on shorts and a t-shirt. Without warning, Burley cuffed him and attached him to the vacant pole.

"Let this be a warning to the rest of you. William will now become one of the specimens. Charles will you do the honors."

Burley quickly stripped off his shorts and ripped off his shirt. He pulled his shoes and socks off. The whole process took less than twenty seconds. The man was so stunned, he didn't say a word.

"If you say one word, you will die on the spot."

The instructor pointed to the new specimen's penis. Notice his shrunken penis. Without warning the noose was put around the specimen's neck and the rope was raised. The mouth came open but no noise. The legs thrashed, violently. "This one didn't approve of what we were doing so seeing naked people strangled would not stimulate him. Notice, however that his penis is expanding rapidly."

The cock was getting very erect as the body thrashed. Soon it was shooting semen as the corpse was starting to droop. "Well, that was a quick, gratuitous demonstration.

I had been wondering what watching a naked woman being strangled would do to me.

The instructor nodded. A noose came down over Carole. She screamed as the noose was put around her neck. Burley took the mallet and hit the back of her head. She slumped forward and dribbled urine.

"With the female you want to watch the breasts and the vagina. The labia will swell for the same reasons the male has an erection. The female does not have an orgasm. She probably will defecate as well as urinate." The collection pan was placed under her. She had not yet been lifted. She was in fact lowered so her legs were splayed around the collection pan. The instructor put on rubber gloves and took some KY Jelly and applied it to her vagina. "Does anyone in the class want to experiment with this body to see if stimulation by an erect penis while strangling will induce the body to secret mucus in the vagina?"

A woman in the class raised her hand. "Professor, I will with my hand. If you wish?"

"Claudette, if there are no male volunteers, that will work." The instructor looked at the seven men in the class. No one volunteered.

"Okay, Claudette, you can experiment. Tell the class what you observe as the body is strangled."

He nodded and the body was lifted by the noose until the feet were off the floor. The breasts were fairly large and the nipples were small. They quickly became thick as Claudette pushed her hand into the raised vagina. She seemed to be almost supporting the body with her hand.

"Nothing seems to be happening with the vagina. I can hear the heart speedup and the skin color is turning bluish. The labia is swelling and changing color and the tongue is protruding from the mouth." She felt a breast.

"The breast is definitely more thick and the nipple is hard. The breathing is becoming more ragged. I still feel nothing in the vagina. No, wait, there is urine coming out." She pulled her hand out of the blonde bush of hair and allowed the urine to pour into the collector pan. I could feel myself reacting to the spectacle before me. I looked at George and he was also reacting. The girls were ashen, especially Susan, who I expect could picture herself having the same experience, soon. The face was turning purple and the tongue was pushed out of the open mouth.

"It's a cadaver. No reaction, sexually at all." She looked disappointed. George and I were erect.

The girls poles rolled. Burley rolled Samantha's pole over so she was in front of me. Samantha was released from the pole and was placed kneeling in front of me. Her face in front of my cock. Burley told her to take my cock into her mouth. She opened her mouth and I pushed into it. It felt good. I looked over and George and Susan were doing the same thing. Abruptly, Burley lifted Samantha and mounted her on my cock. He grabbed her from behind by the thighs and pushed her onto my cock. "Wrap your legs around him."

She did and it actually felt good. I found myself pumping as she held on. Soon, I was shooting into her. I was just pleased I wasn't hurting her. She was holding onto me for dear life. She had her arms and legs wrapped around me. I put everything out of my mind and just enjoyed it. George and Susan were similarly occupied.

Suddenly two nooses were lowered over Susan and George. Without warning the nooses were dropped over their heads and they were both lifted up. They came apart with a plop. George's impressive equipment was very erect. He must have been eight inches. They both opened their mouths as if they were trying to scream, but nothing was coming out. George was released from the pole as he was lifted into the air. Susan had already been released from the pole. They were both kicking with their legs, trying to get purchase. They were ten feet off the ground. George was kicking in every direction and pulling madly on his arms. He was twisting around as his tongue tried to push out of his mouth. His cock was very erect. Susan was pedaling much slower. She was urinating and almost dead. Her face was purple and her breasts were swollen. Very quickly she slowed the pedaling and her mouth gaped open and her tongue hung out of it. She dropped feces into the collection pan that had been placed below her. George was still erect and was still fighting the rope and the cuffs. Suddenly his cock started throbbing and shot a load onto the floor. His pedaling slowed down and urine followed the semen from his cock. Soon he too released feces and he was dead.

He and Susan never had a chance.

They rolled three large pans like the one for John and lowered the corpses into the pans. Now there was just Samantha and me.

"The two of you will spend the night together. I suggest you try to enjoy each other's company."

We were taken, naked, to a bedroom. "We will come for you in the morning." That by Burley.

At first we just lay on the bed and hugged each other. Then we both sobbed. Soon we were kissing. Samantha was really very attractive. She had a nice soft figure. Full breasts and hips without being fat. She was a natural redhead. Without thinking about it, my cock pushed into Samantha's warm, wet pussy. She gasped and held me very tight. We moved slowly in tandem. We both felt like there was nobody else in the world besides each other. We stayed that way for a very long time. Then I started to feel spasms on my cock. Samantha was coming! She was moaning and holding me tightly. Soon I too ejaculated. We fell asleep that way.

The following morning I was woken by Burley coming into the room. I realized we hadn't eaten at all yesterday. Events had removed any thought of food. Samantha was still clutching me as she slept.

"You, fuck her, now!"

I was erect as a naked Samantha gripped me. Burley made it clear I had no choice. I now realized they were taping everything we did. I gently spread Sam's legs and pushed in. She was moist. Burley left the room as I started pumping. Soon, Sam was responding. Moving in unison with me. We continued that way for several minutes until Sam started to gasp and hug me tightly. She was coming again. I again shot into her. As soon as we finished Burley walked back in. He carried clothes for me.