Danger Girl

Sydney in Chains

Sustenance

by BioDread

Sydney Savage groaned softly as she slept upon the stone floor of her small cell. Sydney lay outstretched on her left side, slim wrists cuffed behind her back. The leather-clad, young woman whimpered in her sleep, tears slowly dropped from her closed eyes. Sydney shifted her thighs, she dreamed of her last session with Natalia, handcuffed to the headboard of a large bed, the blonde woman behind her, ramming a hard, thick, black plastic dildo into her pussy and ass. Natalia wore a harness around her shapely waist, she dug her blood-red nails into Sydney's ass so hard she drew blood. Sydney rubbed her leather-sheathed legs together while she slept and dreamed, her pussy was still sore from Natalia's abuse, her bung hole throbbed with painful heat.

The unlatching of the heavy, iron-bolted door to Sydney's dark cell jolted the young woman awake. Sydney groaned and struggled to sit up, pushing with her aching left arm. The iron door squealed open, blinding, golden light forced Sydney to squint. As Sydney's blue eyes adjusted to the sudden illumination, she finally identified the tall, muscular shape of her visitor, Major Maxim.

The burly super-soldier simply stood in the open doorway, dressed in his black Hammer uniform and overcoat, an officer's cap upon his masked head, his eyes peering through thick, red lenses. The pumping hiss of Major Maxim's nutrient tank was the only sound in the small, square cell, two enormous, reinforced-glass tanks were strapped to Major Maxim's back, each tank was half-filled with a thick, aqua-blue fluid. Black hoses ran from the bottoms of the tanks to the mask over Major Maxim's face. Major Maxim fed from the tanks, the blue fluid nourished him and granted him exceptional strength and endurance.

When Major Maxim made no sudden moves, Sydney quietly shifted onto her knees, her cuffed hands resting upon her small buttocks. She watched the Major expectantly, ready to consume her next meal from the super-soldier's enormous cock.

"It is not your meal time," rumbled the Major, reaching out with huge, black-gloved hands and grasping Sydney's slender shoulders. Maxim gently pulled Sydney to her booted feet, he positioned her in front of him and nudged her towards the open cell door.

"Are..are you going to kill me now?" asked Sydney, looking over her left shoulder at the towering Major.

"No. Herr Doctor has ordered me to take you to his laboratory," growled Maxim, guiding Sydney's steps through the long, torch-lit corridors of the Hammer fortress.

Memories of Doctor Kharnov Von Kripplor's obscene examination passed through Sydney's frightened mind. Sydney looked back over her shoulder at the marching super-soldier, terror was etched across her lovely face.

"Please, don't take me to him! I'll do anything! I'll do whatever you say, you can take me anyway you want!" begged the terrified Danger Girl.

"I am a soldier of the Hammer Empire, I obey my orders," replied the Major, turning Sydney down a passage to their left. Sydney tore her tear-filled eyes away from Maxim, she recognized this particular passage, the swept, stone floor, the iron sconces that held brightly burning torches along both walls. Even the burning resin couldn't mask the reek of chemicals emanating from Doctor Kripplor's lab. Sydney was visibly trembling, she didn't even realize it, or when her steps slowed until Maxim enfolded her arms with his massive, gloved hands.

"He will not harm you, Sydney. You are kept alive here for a purpose, today you will discover what that purpose is."

The Major gently squeezed Sydney's arms, then slowly pushed her towards the waiting iron door. With shaking fingers, Sydney pulled the door open, it yielded upon oiled hinges, the stench of chemicals became stronger.

Doctor Kharnov Von Kripplor waited impatiently near one of the steel examination tables. The body-sized table was surrounded by several strange devices, tubes snaked across the gray, stone floor, glass spheres and empty tanks similar to the ones worn by Major Maxim rested on wooden cradles.

"Vhat took zo long?" snapped the patchwork-faced doctor. Kripplor combed back the few white wisps of hair over his ears, then snatched a pair of green, rubber gloves and pulled them on, snapping them when they clung to his bony elbows.

"Bring herr to ze table!" smiled the doctor with a wide, gleaming leer.

Major Maxim had to hold Sydney's arms and force her across the lab to the waiting metal table. Doctor Kripplor cackled with glee and rubbed his gloved hands together while the massive super-soldier raised Sydney onto the table and stretched her out. The Major fastened leather cuffs around Sydney's ankles, Kripplor eagerly cinched matching cuffs around Syd's wrists, binding her hands over her head.

"I vill unzip herr!" drooled the doctor, taking the tongue of Sydney's zipper and slowly opening the front of Syd's skin-tight, black leather, body stocking.

Sydney bit her lower lip, watching as Doctor Kripplor pulled the zipper tongue down to her crotch. Cold air caressed Sydney's bare breasts and stomach, raising goosebumps upon her milky white flesh.

"Zo beautiful, zo luscious!" panted Kharnov, stroking the taut flesh of Sydney's belly, his wrinkled palm clammy when it touched the bound, young woman. The doctor was fondling Sydney's soft breasts when he noticed that Major Maxim was still in the lab, standing rock still near the iron door.

"Get out! Leave me to mein vork!" spat Kharnov venomously.

Major Maxim gave the cuffed Sydney a brief, parting glance before leaving the laboratory and latching the door behind him.

"Ze Major iz strong, but not very bright," sighed Kripplor while his clawed hands squeezed and massaged Sydney's warm tits. "Now, I must get ze work done!"

Reluctantly releasing Sydney's pliable breasts, Doctor Kripplor turned to one of the bulky metal machines set near the examination table. Kripplor flipped several switches, bringing the machine to life, then turned a knob, which made the metal machine vibrate and groan. Indicator lights blinked across the machine's face, the glass sphere attached to its top glowed with a soft, violet light from within. Doctor Kripplor grinned when he raised a gleaming, metal rod with his gloved right hand. The rod had a black hose attached to its base, the hose ran from the rod to the groaning machine. The metal rod had a bulbous head embedded with a ring of wide holes at its tip. The elderly doctor walked to the foot of the examination table, he set the rod down upon the polished steel surface to retrieve a slender bar with clasps at both ends.

Kripplor set the bar horizontally between Sydney's leather-clad legs. He fastened the metal clasps to Sydney's calves, the bar kept her legs apart. Picking up the holed rod again, Kripplor reached out to Sydney's crotch with his rubber-gloved left hand. The doctor tugged down on Sydney's open body stocking, uncovering her tender pussy. Sydney watched helplessly as Doctor Kripplor rubbed the bulbous metal tip of the collector rod over her cunt, the touch of the rod was frigid upon her pink pussy flesh, Sydney's thighs shivered, she bit her lip hard.

"Ah! I forgot ze lubricant!" exclaimed the doctor. He dipped his left hand into a large pocket of his white lab coat, he withdrew a tube of clear ointment. Opening the tube with his yellow teeth, Kripplor spat away the cap and squeezed a generous coating of jelly over Sydney's bare pussy. The clear jelly was cool at first, but as Kripplor rubbed and spread it over her pussy, the jelly grew warm, soothing her soft cunt flesh. Sighing with pleasure, Sydney unconsciously opened her thighs, her pelvis trembling. Doctor Kripplor smiled and placed the collector rod over Sydney's pussy, he rubbed it up and down her jelly-covered slit, Syd moaned and closed her eyes in bliss. Slowly, delicately, Doctor Kripplor eased the metal rod into Sydney's slick cunt. Sydney arched her back, she held her thighs widely apart while Kharnov pushed more and more of the collector rod into her vagina. Doctor Kripplor pressed a tiny stud on the collector rod, the shaft started humming and vibrating gently, Sydney moaned and squeezed her eyes shut, her breasts quivering.

Doctor Kripplor watched the flashing indicators of his machine as he dipped the gleaming collector rod back and forth inside Sydney's lubricated pussy. The back of Syd's head bumped against the examination table, she was writhing and bucking in her leather cuffs, gasping loudly, her mouth open, her tits bouncing while the doctor slipped the metal rod deep into her slippery sex. When the indicators reached a certain level, Doctor Kripplor plunged the collector rod into Sydney's cunt, stuffing it inside Syd's vagina until only the base attached to the collection hose was visible. The humming, vibrating rod was tightly nestled in Sydney's vagina, Kharnov tapped a rod stud, the vibrating increased twenty-fold, the humming became a high-pitched buzz. Sydney held her eyes tightly shut, she panted raggedly, her cuffed hands twitching, her open thighs shaking while her pelvis bucked violently, the examination table shivering from the impacts of Syd's bouncing ass. Kharnov pressed another stud, a powerful suction began within the ring of holes placed at the rod's head. The black hose connecting rod to machine started to jiggle, a gurgling sound joined the buzz of the metal rod buried within Sydney's moist cunt. Sydney closed her hands into fists, her nails bit into the flesh of her palms as she felt the rod inside her sucking strongly. Prying open her left eye, Sydney watched the violet-lit tank attached to the sucking machine, she moaned when she saw her juices slowly rising within the glass sphere, her pelvis quaked, her bound legs shook as the machine slurped away more and more of her cunt honey.

When the glass containment sphere was half-full, Doctor Kripplor switched off the collector rod. Kharnov gently pulled the metal cylinder from Sydney's lubricated pussy, the young woman's cum and sticky jelly clung to the gleaming shaft.

Sydney let her cuffed arms and legs fall to the metal examination table. She wheezed for breath, her bare breasts and stomach were glistening with her perspiration. Blinking her weary, blue eyes, Sydney observed as Doctor Kripplor detached the collector rod and its hose from the collection machine and its half-full tank. The elderly doctor picked up two new hoses from the floor and fastened them onto the blinking device. Kharnov raised the open ends of the two hoses, black plastic suction cups were attached to the hose mouths. Eyes wide with awful anticipation, Sydney watched Doctor Kripplor reach into his lab coat again. The doctor withdrew a small, round jar, he twisted the lid off, then coated his rubber-gloved fingers in thick, white cream. With eyes bright with lust, Kharnov gently rubbed the white cream onto Sydney's nipples. The cream was instantly hot, Sydney inhaled sharply, her breasts ached, but the pain was wonderful. Sydney followed Doctor Kripplor's hands with her blissful, glazed eyes, she sighed every time he applied a fresh dollop of cream to her swelling tits. Sydney's brown nipples became enormous, the nubs were so blood-engorged they turned purple.

Kharnov enjoyed spreading the lactation cream over Sydney's malleable, silk-smooth breasts. The doctor removed his cream-covered hands when Syd's tits were drenched in the sticky, white cream. Kripplor examined Sydney's enlarged nipples critically, they appeared to be on the verge of exploding, the purple tips visibly throbbed from the effect of the stimulating cream. Nodding to himself in satisfaction, Doctor Kripplor picked up the black suction cups and pressed them onto Sydney's sticky tits. When the cups were secure, Kharnov pressed studs on the base of each, the black cups tightened around Sydney's creamy breasts, the hoses attached to the sucking cups wriggled on the stone floor.

Sydney's tits shuddered from the intense heat washing over her skin, everywhere that the white cream clung. Syd moaned from the sensation of the sticky cups sucking on her swollen nipples, the cups tugging on the flesh of her tits. Sydney slowly arched her back, her breasts rising into the air, her throbbing nipples yanked deeper and deeper into the squeezing, black cups. Pain stabbed through Sydney's elongated nipples, her blue eyes became huge, she gasped, she couldn't seem to breathe. Something started to flow from Sydney's tits, the writhing hoses gurgled, milk began to mix with the cum held in the containment tank. Something between agony and pleasure blossomed from Sydney's nipples and spread through her sore breasts. Syd writhed on the examination table, her chest rising and falling while the black suction cups over her nipples slurped and fed upon her tits. The trickle of warm milk became a steady outflow, the plastic cups squeezed Sydney's yielding breasts, demanding every drop of milk she could produce. The violet hue of the sphere tank changed, as Sydney's cunt juices and milk mixed and reacted with the chemicals Doctor Kripplor added to the tank, the violet concoction transformed to blue, the same aqua-blue fluid that nourished Major Maxim.

As the doctor's device groaned and blinked, Sydney's vision began to blur. Consciousness faded, the last sensation Sydney felt was the firm sucking of the plastic cups clinging to her nipples, her breasts still producing warm milk that flowed into the blue collection tank.

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Major Maxim carried the senseless Sydney Savage into her new cell. The enclosed, stone cell was slightly larger than Syd's previous cell, there was a cot along the right-hand wall. The Major stumbled, but caught himself before he dropped Sydney, his nutrient tanks were almost empty, weakness made Maxim's thick arms heavy and clumsy. The huge super-soldier gently placed Sydney upon the cot, her arms were unbound, Doctor Kripplor judged her to be too weak from her ordeal to try escape. The silent Major brushed back a strand of Sydney's dark brown hair from her sleeping face, he straightened and left the unconscious young woman, he quietly closed the heavy iron door and locked it.

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Doctor Kripplor struggled to raise the fluid-filled tank. He levered the tank into Major Maxim's harness, when the tank was secure he attached the hose feeds that allowed the Major to drink. Maxim drank the thick, blue fluid greedily. Strength returned to the Major's wide limbs, he became more alert, faster. As the nutrient fluid suffused Major Maxim's body, the super-soldier noticed something different, for the first time since Doctor Kripplor began the Super-Soldier Project, the nutrient fluid tasted...good.

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