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Part 9
Escape and Revenge The two men were bound and gagged. One had been a guard at the doctors facility, the other one of the doctors intended victims. They stood in the Doctors office, held firmly by three guards. You should not have tried to escape. This place has the most sophisticated security systems available. The Doctor said as he looked at the piece of paper found on one of the men. This place is hell on earth. The mad doctor seems to want to play God. He experiments on men he has abducted. Hardly a man in the place has not lost an arm or leg or is has not been blinded or castrated for the mans sick interests. The Doctor read aloud from the note. How creative. Well it is true that most of the young men in this facility have had some physical adjustments whilst here. You both will enjoy a trip to my surgery theatre shortly. But I am disappointed that one of my trusted guards should attempt to help one of our visitors leave. He said cynically. I will have to think about how we will deal with this. Take them away. I have other things to do. He smirked at the two prisoners as they were dragged out of his office. He thought about his options. It was a close run thing. If they had got away questions would have been asked. He would review security and the two men would have to be dealt with quickly. He had already targeted the young man for a client wanting a cripple withered leg and arm, he would also give the boy a lobotomy as well to quieten him down. The client do not want a gelding pity that he thought he would have enjoyed ripping the manhood away from this boy who had seriously threatened the whole business. As for the guard who had turned traitor to the business well something especially grim. He had a South American client who wanted something extreme, something intense. The former guard would be perfect. He had always picked staff who could disappear easily without questions. This had proven a good move for now the former guards disappearance would not cause problems. But what would he do to this treasonous man. He went through his library of perversities castration was almost too good for him but he would do that anyway, arms, legs maybe, permanent rubber and metal bondage umm that was an option .something painful ! The man had betrayed him now there would be revenge. ***** The former guard knew how dangerous the gambit had been. Now he was about to pay the cost. He lay strapped to the gurney being wheeled to the Doctors surgery of horrors. He knew that when he returned from the Doctors theatre he would be maimed and probably in pain. He tested the straps but even his large muscles could not break the secure leather belts. The doors opened as the nurses pushed the gurney through into the Doctors operating theatre. The operating theatre was the same as those found in any well equipped hospital, except this was not a place of healing but a place of pain and torture. The Doctor greeted his patient/vicitim. Good to see you. I am glad you could make it. The doctor laughed as the guard once more tested the straps that held him to the gurney. I am afraid my friend that you will not feel too good after your visit here, but then you should have thought about that earlier when you betrayed me. Your friend has already been sent on his way to Russia, minus a limb or two and perhaps not quite as bright as he had been. Lobotomies have that effect I notice. Now we must decide what will happen today ah huh that is right .gelding, penectomy ..that will be a start .. The former guard tried to yell abuse but the gag in his mouth prevented that. The Doctor looked at his victim. He could not wait to rip the mans testicles away from him and slice off the mans large penis. He was a traitor and he would pay the penalty now for his indiscretion. He picked up a syringe and plunged it into the arm of the former guard. He needed him unconscious even though he wanted him to suffer he need to be anaesthetised for the operation to come. There was a lot of work ahead. He wanted to carve away the mans muscles, muscles that had taken years of work in the gymnasium and to rebuild and reshape him into a fucktoy. The tough hetero guard was being turned into a male sex toy good for fucking and not much else. The Doctor had decided the former guard would be designed to be easily fitted into a metal frame a bit like a builders wooden horse that would keep him in a bent over position, ready for whipping or fucking or fisting. He ringed the mans nipples to make it easy to attach weights and his face would be tattooed and scarified to change his appearance. He proceeded to remove the mans teeth to make oral action more enjoyable for the mans new master and release the ligament holding the tongue to enable better cock sucking pity if the man swallowed his tongue .. that was his problem. He decided against psychosurgery. He wasnt the man to remember how and why he came to be just a series of orifices for the Doctors clients use! The surgery progressed. Bit by bit the man was reshaped to the Doctors designs. His back twisted and bent, with rods placed along the his spine to keep him bent and to enable him to stay that way by supporting his back. The Doctor fused a number of the vertebrae to ensure that the man could never walk straight again. Muscles were reduced in bulk so that barely enough was present in the mans arms and legs to move. The mans jaw was fixed to open extra-wide for large objects and dicks. Finally his face was tattooed. The Doctor making sure the Tattoos were ugly and obscene. Two men fucking was the inked into the mans forehead and images of cocks were drawn onto his cheeks. Finally the mans buttocks were scarified leaving deep welts permanently there and his arsehole was depilated and inked in a bright red ink, marking the target of future anal assaults. The Doctor smiled as he pulled off the rubber gloves and looked at the prone figure on the operating table. That will teach him and show any others how I will deal with traitors! ****** The former guard drifted back to consciousness. The pain was muted but present. He hurt all over but his back ached. He tried to unbend but found he couldnt, even trying caused intense pain .. His face felt as if it were burning. The tattoos were still fresh and his arse was also on fire. He knew the Doctor had done his worst. He knew that his body would just be used for the sexual pleasure of some perverted client or even the Doctor himself. He cried to himself. Every move was painful. Every waking moment a nightmare. The Doctor watched the mans tears on his video monitor and laughed. Revenge was a dish best served cold and this man was going to know the horror of the Doctors revenge forever. To be continued
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