Guinea Pig Boys – Part 7
by
Randall Austin
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Everything
about Ward D had an intimidating effect upon the fourteen `human subjects' in
the control group. Ward D was the area
where the fourteen boys who were about to be subjected to endocrine testing
would be housed on and off for the next several years.
The
boys found Jackson County's `Blood, Serum, Endocrinology, Donor, and
Experimentation' lab
frightening
with its clinical appearance, endless array of lab paraphernalia, and the super
antiseptic, appearance of everything in the room, including the medical
staff.
Every
morning after their baths the boys were placed on gurneys on which they were
shaved, groomed, and diapered, by the orderlies, before they were dressed in
their lab wear – which was a white cotton uniform much like the standard scrub
suit.
Frequently
though it was required that the boys be nude for some examination, test, or
experiment, and the scrub suits and diapers came off. The constant need for total nudity while in
the presence of as many as twelve or more lab employees at a time emphasized
for the boys in Ward D the fact that they were test-subject lab animals;
nothing more than naked lab rats.
Even
more embarrassing for the boys were the times when non-medical staff would
enter Ward D, such as receptionists or bookkeepers delivering packages or
messages to the lab. The boys had been
informed that all the wards were off limits to all but authorized staff; but
the authorized staff were usually too busy to bother themselves over
administrative office personnel occasionally stepping into the wards.
Every
several hours the boys had to give a urine specimen so that some function or
functions of their body's metabolism rates could be measured. This task was performed with the assistance
of the orderlies, for which protocol demanded that the attending nurse or
orderly personally take hold of the test subject's penis during urination to
guarantee the provenance of the urine sample.
Because
the male test subjects are allowed no sexual release, their penises would often
erect once they were grasped by an orderly, thus making it difficult and
embarrassing for the boys to release a urine specimen. Under such circumstances getting a urine
sample from a test subject male could frequently take as long as ten minutes,
during which times the orderlies would warn the boys that if they didn't get
their boners to go down they would have no choice but to call a nurse who
specialized in `deflation' techniques.
***
Mr.
Simon Kettlestick gave a nod of approval as he did a final perusal of Benjamin
Simms' resume. Once finished, he placed
the resume on his desk and addressed Benjamin, "Tell me, Mr. Simms, why do you
want to work here? You have an excellent
resume. With your credentials you could
likely gain a position here as part of `office support'. So why are you applying for a job as an
orderly here at Social Services?"
Benjamin
Simms, all dressed up for his job interview, suited, slicked, and polite,
replied, "Well, sir, I think that my studies in business are not taking me
where I want to go. I feel like I need
to be more one on one with people. I am
now thinking of pursuing a nursing degree, so I thought that maybe working in a
job like this might help me to decide what career path is the best one for me."
Simon's
smile covered his hidden ogling of the hot young Benjamin, as he replied, "What
a smart young lad you are. Well, you
certainly seem to be an extraordinary candidate for the position. I will pass this resume on to Human
Resources. If you pass your background check I am reasonably certain you will be approved. When can you start?"
***
The
test subjects were all quick to learn that there was nothing to be gained by
refusing to accept their daily medications, shots, blood draws, or ingesting
any substances ordered, or else they faced the risk of being painfully force
medicated or fed.
On
the morning of their third day in Ward D when the nurses came in pushing their
med carts and ordered all fourteen boys in the program to strip bare out of
their daily lab wear so that they could be treated and given their medications,
both Terrence and Rex refused to do so.
Terrence
explained, "Rex and I have been talking. We have decided that we're not taking
any medications or allowing you to do anything to us until we are told what we
are being given, and why."
"And
we certainly don't intend any longer to strip bare in front of female nurses
who seem to be younger or not much older than we are!"
Terrence
and Rex's boldness encouraged three other boys to raise their hands and shout
out words to the effect that they were joining in with the boycotting of the
meds.
A blond haired nurse, with nothing more than a look of mild
annoyance on her face, shook her head, took out her cell, and gave a call to
Thomas Crotchet, "Hey Tom, a little problem here in Ward D. Bring a paddle."
Once
Thomas arrived with paddle in hand, and the nurse had fully apprised him of the
situation, Thomas called out to the five boys who had refused to strip on
command to come forward.
He
pulled out a chair in front of the entire room, sat down on it, and ordered Rex
to come forward. Without making Rex
strip Thomas ordered Rex to get over his knee.
When Rex hesitated, Thomas simply yanked him over his knee and began
swatting his butt with the thick hard wood paddle.
But
Rex was not given any standard naughty boy paddling. Instead Thomas began swatting away at his
buttocks with full force swats all delivered in rapid tempo. Within ten seconds Rex was howling, kicking,
and screaming; and Thomas shouted at him so every boy in the room could hear,
"This paddling is going to continue non-stop until you submit and agree to
follow orders!"
In
less than half a minute Rex screamed out, "Please stop, sir! I will do as ordered!"
The
bawling Rex stood up, red-faced, in front of everyone; his face red and tear
covered.
Thomas,
without delay, was quick to next pull Terrence over his knee and proceed to
beat his ass as furiously and swiftly as he had done to Rex. As he did so he gave out the same
information, "I will be doing this to your ass until you agree to do as
ordered. And I don't care how long it
takes for you to relent!"
Terrence
was screaming and kicking after fifteen seconds but was determined to prove
himself a man to all the boys in the program.
But
even with the most passionate determination Terrence was only able to bear the
paddling for forty seconds longer, and by the end of it all, he was sobbing,
bawling, nose-dribbling, and promising to behave, in a way that surpassed even
Rex's humiliating defeat.
After
Terrence's breakdown, the three other boys who had joined in the protest,
quickly stripped off their lab wear and shouted out that they would take their
medications and do whatever else they were told.
If
Thomas Crotchet was ever happy to have the opportunity to discipline wayward
`lab rats', he was even happier when he had a chance to publicly humiliate
them.
Still
seated in his chair, to hide the oozing secretions from his hardon, Thomas
ordered Terrence and Rex to strip raw-butt naked in front of everyone. The boys did as they were ordered, and Thomas
then commanded the two freshly naked boys to turn around and display their
reddened asses to the assembly.
With
Rex and Terrence's asses on display, Thomas addressed the servitors, "A
reminder to all of you new boys in the program, and a re-reminder to you boys
for whom this trial is not your first: every display of insubordination from
any of you boys will have exponentially more serious consequences!"
***
As
the fourteen test subjects of Ward D were being secured into their cots for the
evening by the orderlies, Mr. Thomas Crotchet addressed the lot, "Boys, I have
a wonderful bit of news that I can now share with you: in a few days you boys
will be hooked up to the `expro' machines, so your daily routine is going to be
changed a bit from what you have been used to during these first few weeks."
When
it appeared that Mr. Crotchet was about to change the subject and go on to
another topic, one of the test subject boys yelled out, "Sir, just what is this
`expro' machine thing? What is it going
to do to us?"
Thomas
gave a `nothing to worry about' hand wave to the boy, but the lad, ignoring the
hand signal, was indignant, "I just want to know what is going to happen to
us!"
As
an orderly stepped forward to secure the outspoken boy, Thomas pushed the
emergency alert button on his phone.
Within
seconds a nurse with a syringe in hand and two members of the security team
appeared. The security boys bared the
boy's behind, and the nurse then injected the contents of the large syringe
into the outspoken lad's plump left buttock.
Once
the lad was sedated, which occurred in a matter of seconds, Thomas explained to
the concerned lab specimens, "There is nothing for you boys to worry
about. The `expro' machine to which I
referred is how we here in the labs refer in short to the `vascular seminal
expression pod'."
"What
is important is that all of you boys realize that we have your best interests
at heart. Nothing bad is going to happen
to you."
Thomas
paused a bit before catching his breath, "But regardless of how the experiments
go while you are secured and podded in the `expro', whatever the outcome, you
will all be forever held up in our hearts as heroes!"
End of Part 7
Guinea Pig Boys
(To Be Continued)
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