Species

Chapter 3

              "Bring in the stir-ups!" he wasted no time in answering her. His four men grabbed Chloe and held her down. She tried to fight them off. Her adrenaline helped her move somewhat, but she was still too weak from whatever they'd injected in her. The men put some weight on her till all she could do was move her head. She groaned and whined.

"You can't do this! Rape! Rape!" one of the men clamped a hand on her mouth.

"Oh, Chloe! You silly girl. I am not going to rape you." the man she could only assume was the professor held up a weird slender tool. "I'm going to inseminate you."

"What?! Why?!" her eyes were filled with bewilderment. Was he truly insane? She didn't remember a whole lot but she was most definitely certain she did not sign up for this.

 The blonde man left the room and came back but a minute later with stir ups that he attached to the end of the bed. The professor put on his gloves and moved his tray to the end of the bed.

"Oh no!" she wailed again

"Now now, Chloe!" the Professor said not sounding even slightly annoyed. "Be a good girl." he talked to her like she was a child throwing a fit. "Slide her down, Boys!"

In an instant they slide her down the bed. Two men held her limp legs up and apart. Her face turned red. She felt exposed, vulnerable, and embarrassed. Tears stung her eyes. "Oh no! please, no. This is too much." she whimpered a tear or two brimming and sliding down the side of her face. 

           "Shhhh! Hush now, Chloe. I know you have a lot of emotions. Bite your lip, My Dear." the Professor said to her. She felt the cool metal of the tool open her up and this distracted her.

"Woah!" she reacted her body moving just the slightest bit.

"I do apologize that it is cold." the Professor said this time not in his creepily sweet voice. She looked down at him to notice he was to busy staring down at her womanhood and was not inserting the incredibly slender tool. It was so tiny she couldn't even feel it.

All the men were staring down at her womanhood. "Ugh!" she groaned and tried to stir but couldn't. She wanted to clamp her legs close, wrap herself in a blanket, and rip them all a new one for looking at a woman like that. That's when her loopy brain focused long enough to realize what that slender tool was doing. She let her eyes wonder back down to the professor who was now pulling it out of her.

This is a dream. This is a really really weird dream. The room felt like it was shaking, but something told her she was the only one feeling it. 

The men were all staring at her waiting for her to respond. Her head was heavy and spinning. She couldn't focus and she was beginning to feel sick.

"Oh my God! Please, make it stop!" she begged. She squeezed her eyes shut and tried so hard not to move her head.

"Make what stop?"

"The spinning. The room is spinning and i feel so horrible. Make it stop, please!"

             Instead the men closed her legs and held them up.

"You must keep her legs elevated like this for a good ten to fifteen minutes." the professor instructed the men ignoring her whining.

"I'm gonna throw up." she warned.

"No, you won't." the professor answered. She could hear him right beside her face, but refused to open her eyes. He stroked her cheek gently. "I want her moved to the room next to mine." he instructed before she heard him leave.

The longest fifteen minutes of her life was finally over. They laid her legs back on the bed and the men began to wheel her out of the room. She fought the urge to open her eyes and look around. The world wasn't spinning at full speed anymore but she still felt sick and like she was stuck in a wave pool.

            "AAAHHH!" an ear piercing scream rang loud and clear. Her eyes snapped open, her heart was trying to beat through her chest and make a run for it. But she couldn't see anything. She was in a dark hallway with four armed men moving her. She couldn't see much else since their was barely any light in the hall. The only lights was peeking out from under the doors lining the big, long corridor.

The doors. They weren't just any doors. They were heavy metal bolted doors with bolted slots on them. The doors looked like they'd be used in a high security prison or an insane asylum for the incredibly insane and dangerous.

"What is this place?" she whispered to herself.

One of the men heard her and slapped her across the face. The force of the slap made a nice smacking sound. She moved one of her limp arms and covered her cheek with her hand as she tried to quietly cry. She tried to be quiet, but knew he could still hear her. Crying didn't seem to bother him.

         Soon they made it to a room. Her room. There were no lights on so she couldn't make out what was in the room besides a bed. One of the men grabbed and pulled her to her feet, but she landed and the floor with a smack. He grabbed her again, squeezing her arms extra tight, and pulled her firmly up to her feet again.

She swayed for a moment, but was able to stay on her feet this time. He ripped her night gown off leaving her standing in the nude. She wrapped her arms around her chest waiting for a man to bring her something new to wear. Something. Anything. Surely they don't expect me to just be naked.

That's when it hit her that she was naked and alone in a room with four scary armed men. She felt for the bed and quickly got under the covers.

"Not so fast." a man turned on the light blinding her. After a long moment her eyes focused the best they could without her glasses. Her room wasn't a dungeon. She was on a big king sized bed. The room was plain, modern, and sterile. It looked like a set for an alien movie.

"Eat." the blonde man demanded handing her a plate with a mini cake on it.

What? Cake? You're giving me cake? Oh my Gosh! I bet it's poisoned.

All the men were watching her, waiting for her to eat the cake. Honestly, she was starving, but there was no way she could eat the delicious looking cake. It had pretty pink strawberry icing, her favorite. What if it had poison in her and killed her slowly and painfully?! What if it had some sort of date rape drug in it?! and they took advantage of her.

           She held the cake out trying to give it back to him. His face became even more hard, if that was even possible.

"No. What? Are you stupid? Eat!" he pushed the plate back toward her.

"I'm not hungry." her stomach growled loudly betraying her.

"Eat it. Now!" 

She stared at the plate chewing on her lip and contemplating what to do. Apparently, she took to long to decide. The blonde man grabbed by her arm and threw her to the floor before dragging her naked body out of her room and down the dark scary corridor. She heard even more high pitched screams. She screamed and shed a few tears as he drug her away.