Jenny felt weak with hunger as she lay imprisoned by the casts and bandages that enveloped her body. She hoped that her supper would arrive soon. She wondered what time it was, and looked around the room for a clock, but there was none in sight. The light coming through the window was so diffused that it was hard to tell how high the sun was. She could hear no traffic, nor any of the sounds you would expect in a hospital; no chatting nurses, coughing patients, squeaking trolleys or rattling pill bottles.

She was becoming increasingly more uncomfortable about her situation - there was something very wrong about this hospital! And, she realised, she didn't even know the name of it, or where it was located. If only she could go and look out of the window, maybe she was somewhere that she would recognise. And that might spark off some other memories! Frustrated, she tried to sit up a little more, but she was securely pinned to the bed. She tried to crane her neck to the sides, to see what was behind the tent, but her bindings did not permit her enough movement.

To make matters worse, her body had begun to protest against its imprisonment. There were numerous itches all over her body that she could do nothing about, and her left calf kept cramping. Wriggling her toes only seemed to help a little. And of course, there was the constant discomfort of the tube between her legs, and the slight pressure on her clitoris was a constant stimulation she could not ignore.

Suddenly there was a draft between Jenny's legs. She immediately tensed, and the hairs on the back of her neck prickled.

"Is somebody there?" She called, but there was no answer. she remained motionless for several minutes, listening intently, but there was no sound and she sensed no further movement. She relaxed a little, but the draft had convinced her that the sheet did not hide her vagina, which was fully exposed due to her widely spread legs and the tape that held her labia open. And that meant that anyone entering her room had a full view! Someone could stand in the doorway and gaze at her shaven cleft without her even knowing. Jenny flushed with color and spontaneously tried to pull her legs together. The total inability to move sent a wave of helplessness rushing through her.

Just then she heard a chinking sound that got louder and louder. She guessed that her supper was finally arriving. Hoping that it wasn't Sister Angelica bringing it, she tried to fight her self- consiousness at being exposed, and prepare herself for this visitor. She was going to ask whoever it was to cover her up. And then she had a lot of questions about this peculiar hospital.

An asian woman of undeterminable age wearing a black tunic appeared around the tent, bearing a tray of covered dishes. She had nut-brown skin and glossy black hair pulled back tightly into a bun, and a big smile that made her wide face radiant. Her figure was curvacious and the tunic accentuated her hourglass shape.

"Allo," She said with a heavy accent that Jenny couldn't place. She put the tray on the table next to the bed and pulled up the chair. "You eat?" She enquired, removing the covers from one of the dishes. It was thai food, a stirfried dish of beef with snowpeas in a tasty brown sauce on a bed of noodles. The aroma that rose up to greet Jenny was mouth-watering and her stomach responded with a loud grumble.The woman giggled. "You eat!" She said again.

"In a minute," Said Jenny, smiling at the woman. "But first can you do something for me?"

The woman nodded and replied, "Yes!" She looked as if she were concentrating very hard as Jenny, a little embarrassedly, requested that she pull the sheet down so that no-one could see her "private parts". The woman smiled and nodded again when Jenny had finished speaking, but she did not move from the chair. Instead she picked up a packet of chopsticks and opened them.

"Could you do it now, before I eat?" Asked Jenny.

"You eat!" Smiled the woman. "I cook!" She sounded proud. Jenny sighed. It was becoming obvious that this person did not understand very much english. She decided to try some simpler questions.

"What hospital is this?" She asked, enounciating carefully. The woman had picked up a slice of the beef with the chopsicks and was waving it in front of Jenny's mouth. Jenny opened her mouth and allowed the woman to feed her the morsel, which tasted as good as it smelled.

"Yes. Hospital." Said the woman, proffering the next mouthful. Jenny gave up trying to learn anything, and ate everything the woman offered her. Having to be fed was a little degrading but she was so hungry that she really enjoyed the meal. As well as the beef stirfry, there were also some shrimp crackers and tiny vegetable rolls. As a dessert, Jenny was fed grapes, sliced banana and mango.

"Good!" Said the woman when Jenny had taken the last bite. She wiped Jenny's face with a napkin and began tidying up the tray. Jenny tried to thank her, and she seemed to understand. She picked up the tray and said, "My name is Chen! Goodbye!" She disappeared behind the tent in a flash.

Jenny felt so much better having some food in her tummy. The weak woozy feeling had gone. Now she really needed to pee. She imagined walking to a bathroom and supressed the feeling of hopelessness that rose up inside as she reminded herself of her predicament. She wasn't going to be able to do that for a while, so she'd better get over it now. Her mind returned to the tube between her legs. She had never worn a catheter before, but she supposed that she had been peeing through it for a whole week while she was unconscious, so it must be pretty simple. She tried to ignore the tube, and imagine that she was sitting on the toilet instead. She felt her sphincter muscles relax, and her bladder contract.

Was she peeing? She couldn't tell. She felt as if she should be, but her bladder did not seem to be emptying. She squeezed harder, but it still didn't feel right. In fact, it felt as if her bladder was getting fuller. Oh, great, she thought to herself, I'll probably have to talk to Dr Hellen, seeing as he put it in. The idea of discussing her bathroom habits with the kinky doctor did not appeal. And what happened when she needed a bowel movement?

Her bladder was getting rather uncomfortable, and now she couldn't ignore it. She almost called out for help, but then she remembered that Sister Angelica would probably answer, and she didn't want to see her either. She resigned herself to waiting in discomfort, trying to ignore the itches, cramps and bloated bladder. It seemed ages before Dr Hellen finally returned with a small dark-haired man.

"Hello Jenny," He said, appearing from behind the tent. "I trust you enjoyed your supper?" He had taken on a formal tone, for her benefit or for the other man's, she wasn't sure which. "This is Doctor Bach. We'll be conducting all your examinations together from now on. Doctor Bach is a psychiatrist. He will be helping with your memory loss."

Dr Bach, who had appeared around the other side of the tent, looked to be about around fifty, with a sharp, hawkish nose, and small beady eyes. He was completely bald, and reminded Jenny of a turkey buzzard. She felt an immediate dislike of him as he bobbed his head in acknowledgement of Dr Hellen's introduction. His smile was more like a grimace, she thought, but having him here was better than dealing with Dr Hellen alone.

Jenny looked at the two of them and said nothing. The men exchanged glances, and Dr Bach cleared his throat. He began to pace around the room as he spoke, disappearing behind the tent. His pompous voice floated over to her.

"Jenny, I understand that Dr Hellen administered a punishment to a member of our staff in your presence, and you found it to be distressing. While it is very rare to have to discipline our staff in such a way, it is the policy of our establishment. Our staff members understand this, and they prefer it to being suspended or fired. The administrators find it to be much more effective, too. I can promise you that no such punishment will ever be performed again in front of you during your stay here, if that is your wish. However, we find the lesson to be more, ah, poignant if it is taught in the presence of the one who has been wronged."

Dr Hellen watched Jenny intently as Dr Bach spoke, with a look of justification on his face. Dr Bach returned to her bedside and raised his eyebrows. "If the matter arises again, we will ask you how you would prefer that punishment to be administered. Is that fair?"

Jenny flushed. "I can tell you right now that I don't want anyone else punished like that on my account," She snapped angrily. "It was disgusting."

Dr Bach turned his back and said, "I feel that there is more at issue here, Jenny. I think there is another reason for your anger. Is it not the case that you felt sexually aroused by the scene?"

Jenny flushed scarlet. "No, it was disgusting, I'm not a pervert like all of you here!" She spat back. She immediately regretted her outburst, for the psychiatrist obviously felt that it proved he was right. He turned to her with a smirk.

"Maybe we should explore this avenue later, Jenny. You are obviously supressing some very strong feelings. It could even be the cause of the blockage. But first, we need to tend to your physical needs. Today I will be merely an observer." With that, he took the chair by her bed and placed it somewhere behind the tent. Jenny hoped that he wasn't "observing" her vagina. His continuing presence was made apparent only by his frequent throat-clearing.

Dr Hellen now seemed like a welcome relief from Dr Bach. He approached Jenny and rolled his eyes as if to say, "don't take any notice of him," and smiled winningly.

Jenny almost smiled back as Dr Hellen began to speak, winking at her occasionally. She was reforming her opinion of him again, especially as Dr Bach had confirmed that the punishment was company policy. It was weird, for sure, but it meant that he wasn't as bad as she had thought.

"So Jenny, I hope you won't be too embarrassed about this, but today we have to do a few things "Down there", as you say," He said, nodding his head towards the tent.

Jenny blushed again, but nodded. "I have a couple of questions first, though," She said.

Dr Hellen said, "OK, just a couple though, we have other issues to deal with right now." Dr Bach croaked in the background.

"What hospital is this and where is it?" She asked. Dr Hellen looked relieved that her question was so simple.

"Well, this is The Hospital of the Sacred Order of Hearts. We are a charity organisation that provides special care for people like you, who have no insurance."

"But I have insurance!" Jenny cut in. "It's with -" She stopped abruptly. Dr Hellen smiled sympathetically.

"It will all come back to you soon, with Dr Bach's help, I'm sure. And don't worry, the standard of care here is top class. We rival any private hospital in the area."

"So where are we?" Jenny prompted.

Dr Hellen's eyes clouded for a second, then he replied, "We're in Ludlam, Davenport. Do you know the area?"

Jenny looked confused. Ludlam? Davenport? The names sounded familiar. "Is Davenport a state?"

"Well, not exactly. It's a region. we don't have states here."

Jenny was alarmed. "What country are we in?" She demanded.

"What country do you think we're in?" Asked Dr Hellen in surprise. He watched Jenny open her mouth and close it again. Dr Bach spoke up from behind the tent.

"Akhhhh. I think this discussion should take place in our first session together, Jenny. The memory loss is more severe than I had thought, Dr Hellen is not trained to answer your questions, he may unknowingly cause more damage."

"Uh, yes, of course, Dr Bach is right, Jenny. We really shouldn't discuss this now."

Jenny sighed. "Well, I have two more requests. Open the blind, and please make sure that I am covered respectably before you go."

Dr Hellen frowned. "You've been covered up the whole time, Jenny. No one can see anything unless they lift the sheet. Right Dr Bach?"

Dr Bach grunted in agreement. Jenny wasn't convinced though. "I could feel a draft, like the sheet doesn't go all the way down," She complained.

Dr Hellen became impatient. "Well, you're wrong. And we'll open the blinds for you tomorrow. Now enough of this. It's time to check you over."

He walked behind the tent and Jenny heard him pull a chair up. She imagined him sitting between her legs, looking at her private parts, and she reeled with embarrassment. The memory of his hands touching Angelica's defenseless pussy came back to her, and she tried to push it out of her mind. How awful it would be if she were to become excited during his inspection! He would be able to see easily if she was wet.

"Right, let's start with the catheter. Do you fell the need to urinate, Jenny?" She felt him gently rotating the tube in her urethra as he spoke.

"Yes, I tried to earlier, but I couldn't," She replied shyly. It was really mortifying having him touching her like that, and talking about such personal things.

"Well, that's because I have to squeeze the tube Jenny, to release the flow of urine. You should have called for me. You can't go by yourself. Here, I'm squeezing it now. Relax, and let go for me."

Jenny felt such relief as she finally managed to pee. It was worth the embarrassment. She could feel Dr Hellen's hands holding the tube, manipulating it as she voided her bladder. His fingers brushed past her clitoris. If something had been touching her before, it was gone now.

Finally she felt that there was nothing left in her bladder. Dr Hellen tut-tutted and said,"I'm going to have to flush your bladder out with a cleansing solution now, because you kept the urine in for so long. It's really silly of you not to have called me. Here we go."

Jenny yelped in protest as she felt warm fluid being pumped back into her bladder through the tube. In a few seconds she was even fuller than she had been before. It felt quite unbearable. As he held the tube this time, he kept his finger pressed firmly on her clitoris. The flood stopped but Dr Hellen's hand remained in place.

"That will have to stay inside you for several minutes, to prevent infection." Said the Doctor, in his stern voice. He continued pressing on her clit, the pressure of which, combined with the fullness of her bladder, made her want to squirm away. Of course, she couldn't budge a muscle so she had to endure the treatment. She was definitely too embarrassed to tell him that she didn't like having his finger there.

At last he decided that it had been long enough. Jenny felt him squeeze the tube and the liquid began to ruch back out of her again. It was nearly all gone when the flow reversed, and she began to fill again!

"What are you doing?" She shrieked.

The Doctor's voice was firm. "I told you that I was going to flush your bladder. That is what I am doing. It's for your own good, so just try to relax." As he spoke, she felt the pressure on her clit increase, and the liquid rushed back into her even faster. The feeling as her bladder inflated was both uncomfortable and stimulating at the same time, not enough to give her an orgasm, thank god, but exciting all the same. She lay there helplesssly with her legs opened wide, allowing complete access to her most vulnerable parts, completely unable to control her own body, as the Doctor pumped the water in and out of her.

Eventually the liquid flowed out of her for the final time, and she felt Dr Hellen let go of the tube. She let out a sigh of relief. She hoped that was the end of her "genital examination", but Dr Hellen remained behind the tent. She jumped as his fingers suddenly touched the entrance to her vagina.

"It's OK, Jenny, this part won't hurt." He informed her. "I need to check in the vaginal passage for lacerations. I am also concerned about nerve damage, so I will be asking you how things feel as we go, OK?"

Jenny agreed, and tried not to twitch as she felt Dr Hellen's fingers enter her vagina. She could feel that he was wearing latex gloves on his hands. Two fingers probed around inside her, and he placed his other hand flat on her mons, with the thumb curving down and resting on her clit. It felt as if there was lubricant on it as it was incredibly slippery. She tried to twitch away, but could not move an inch. The thumb began to move in tiny circles around her little button and she involuntarily let out a little moan. The fingers in her vagina were sliding in and out, pressing against the walls as they did.

"It's very wet down here, Jenny," He told her. Jenny cringed in embarrassment, and she spontaneously tensed up, which caused her vaginal muscles to contract and squeeze Dr Hellen's fingers. "Very good!'" He said approvingly. "These are all good signs that there is no serious damage to the glands and muscles. Now, I'm going to start testing different areas, and I want you to tell me if it feels good, OK?"

Jenny was almost whispering as she replied, "Yes..." She couldn't trust her voice to sound normal, as she was too busy trying not to get turned on. It was very difficult.

Dr Hellen pulled his fingers out and ran them around the mouth of her pussy. His thumb continued to encircle her clit. "How does that feel, Jenny?" He asked her.

"Oh, uh, OK," said Jenny, flushing furiously. She was getting very breathless, and her excitement was building. She did not want to submit to the feelings that the doctor was evoking in her, but she was completely defenseless. Her pussy was held open and exposed for his hands to explore however they wished, and she could not admit to him that he was getting her too excited.

The fingers moved a little deeper into her pussy again, circling with the same rhythm as the thumb on her clit. "How's that?" He asked gently.

Jenny gasped and closed her eyes, rolling her head around on the pillow. Her body was rebelling against her, giving in to the hands that seemed to know exactly how to touch her to drive her crazy. The Doctor heard her gasp and pushed his fingers in a little further.

"When I ask you how it feels, if you don't answer I'll presume that means that it's good, alright Jenny?" He asked her.

Jenny managed a grunt in reply. Her eyes widened as she felt the fingers inside her begin to stroke the upper wall of her pussy, just below the cervix. It was as if the doctor could see her most sensitive places as he brushed her g-spot with his fingertips.

"That's good, isn't it Jenny." He said, slowly manipulating her clit with his thumb, keeping her body taut with excitement without allowing her to get any nearer to orgasm. Another finger joined the first two inside her, and they began sliding in and out of her, rubbing against her g- spot.

"You like that, don't you?" He continued the circling of her clit, sliding his slick thumb over and around the hood of the tiny nub that was now totally engorged. He lightened up on the pressure so that she remained at a constant level of excitement.

Jenny's entire body was shaking. She wanted to both push back against the hands, and escape their touch, at the same time. Her mind reeled in torment as she struggled to fight the arousing assault. Part of her was desperate not to give in. She would die of humiliation if she orgasmed in front of the doctor, whether that was his intention or not. but being pinned open helplessly before him, legs spread wide, exposing her pussy like an offering, seemed to be turning her on even more. Each time she reflexively tried to close her legs or move her arms to push him away, and found she couldn't, an extra wave of dizzying heat washed over her. She didn't want to respond like this, but she was being betrayed by her own body. She could barely breathe, let alone speak!

As Dr Hellen continued to keep Jenny's arousal at a point where she could neither go forward to orgasm, or reduce her excitement, he looked over at Dr Bach. The older man was enjoying the display. He suddenly cleared his throat, which caused Jenny to jerk violently in her bonds. She had forgotten the other doctor hidden behind the tent, and now she realised that he had a very good view of everything that Dr Hellen was doing to her! She gasped with the effort as she struggled to free herself, but it was futile. Dr Hellen decided to increase her stimulation a little, which overwhelmed her completely, and she ceased her wriggling, subsiding into to helpless groans.

"Dr Bach, you know how to perform a breast examination, don't you?" Asked Dr Hellen in a sly voice.

Dr Bach got up from his chair and approached the bed. Jenny shook her head helpelssly, as he replied, "I would be more than happy to oblige."

He stood over Jenny and reached down for the sheet. Slowly, he pulled it down so that her breasts were revealed. Jenny was paralysed, she couldn't find her voice to protest. Dr Bach looked for a few seconds, and then he said, "Doctor Hellen. It looks as if your patient is rather enjoying this examination. Her nipples are erect."

Jenny's humiliation was complete. She closed her eyes and turned her face away from Dr Bach as he reached down and placed a cool hand on each breast. His fingers found her nipples, which were indeed as hard as rocks, and began rolling them between thumb and finger. Jenny's eyes rolled back in her head as, in her mind, she saw herself kicking and punching the two men, and then curling herself into a ball so they could not reach her tender parts. Her limbs twitched and flexed but couls not respond to her brain's commands. The solid casts kept them completely disabled, leaving her at the mercy of the doctors fingers.

Dr Hellen maintained his attack on her defenseless pussy. The circles that he drew around her clitoris with his well-lubricated thumb grew intuitively softer or harder with every stroke, as he kept her quivering on the edge of orgasm. The fingers that he pushed in and out of her sopping wet pussy probed and stroked gently, driving her crazy. Dr Bach switched from rolling her nipples between his fingers to lightly circling them with his fingertips, tickling and teasing. Jenny found herself involuntarily strained against the bandages that held her down to the bed to try and get closer to the fingers. The combination of nipple and clit stimulation, along with the fingers teasing her pussy, left Jenny completely powerless to resist. Her body was under their control now. She moaned and tossed her head frantically, almost going crazy with frustration as they kept her trembling on the edge.

Dr Bach began to whisper to her softly. "Oh, you really are enjoying this, aren't you, Jenny. I could tell that you were a naughty girl as soon as I saw you. You'd like us to make you come, wouldn't you, you naughty girl!"

Jenny managed to shake her head. "Noooo," She moaned. She knew that the Doctor would love to see her beg, she would lose her last scrap of dignity if she asked them to bring her off.

Dr Hellen called to her. "Jenny, you really are very excited. Wouldn't you like me to give you a nice orgasm? It would feel really good, wouldn't it? I don't want to just stop and leave you in this state." He punctuated his sentences with little flicks of his thumbnail against her clitoris that sent shockwaves through her body. Jenny's chest heaved as she thrashed her head from side to side in protest.

Dr Bach looked down at her and laughed. "I think she is denying her own feelings. Maybe it would be good for her if she were forced to succumb to her desires." He leaned down and whispered into her ear, suddenly pinching her nipples tightly. "Don't you think we can make you come, little girl? You have no idea how completely helpless you are in our hands. We can make you come or we can make you plead for mercy." He straightened up again, squashing each nipple alternately. "What do you think, Doctor Hellen?"

Dr Hellen said, "Hmmm. No, I really think that she should be in agreement before we give her an orgasm. It's rather personal, after all. Maybe she can be persuaded, though."

"Do you have a way of convincing her?" Asked Dr Bach.

"There's something I'd like to try. I think you'll like this, Jenny." Dr Hellen removed his thumb from her clitoris. In a couple of seconds it was replaced by something warm, slippery, and wet- his tongue! Jenny moaned loudly and started struggling again.

"She like it so far," laughed Dr Bach. Dr Hellen responded with a "Hmmmm." that sent vibrations buzzing through Jenny's body. Meanwhile the hand that had been working on her clit slipped down past her pussy, and came to rest on her buttocks. A single finger began circling her tender anus as the tongue against her clit flicked and lapped, teasing her to new heights. Jenny's juices had dripped down to her bottom which provided perfect lubrication for the latex-clad finger that started to press against her anus, squeezing through the tight opening and slowly sliding deeper into her canal, rotating from side to side.

Jenny was almost sobbing with frustration as she felt the finger enter her. She had never had anal sex before, and the feeling of invasion as it moved deeper and deeper was too much for her. She began howling as she was helplessly licked and probed in both orifices.

Dr Hellen was expert with his fingers and his tongue, and he could sense exactly when Jenny was about to orgasm. He played with her accordingly, reducing the pressure on her clit by sliding his tongue incredibly slowly across it as he increased the pressure on her g-spot, pressing harder as her traced tiny designs with the tips of his fingers. He would let her come back from the edge and then start to tease the little bud with the tip of his tongue, thrusting his fingers in and out of her pussy, while making tiny, almost imperceptible movements with the finger in her arsehole. When she started to get too close to orgasm again, he would keep his tongue completely still, and slid the finger slowly in and out of her ass.

Jenny's ability to resist was long gone. Helplessly, she suffered the teasing stimulation that kept her on the verge of orgasm, held there at the whim of the doctors. Dr Bach continued to play with her breasts and nipples, teasing and squeezing and laughing at her howls. Then he reached over and started stuffing a large roll of bandages into her mouth. "You're making too much noise, naughty girl. It's your fault that we have to keep you on the edge like this. You have to want to come first." He laughed again as she tried to spit out the roll, to no avail. Her moans were muffled but still loud.

"Now, I'll ask you again," Said Dr Bach. "Do you want to come?" As he said this, Dr Hellen sucked her clit into his mouth and allowed her to come even closer to the brink. "Nod your head if you do."

With tears in her eyes, Jenny gave in and nodded. Dr Bach pulled out the bandage from her mouth. "Very good, Jenny. But it's not over yet. You made us wait, so now you must tell us what to do to make you come."

Suddenly Dr Hellen stopped. He kept his tongue and fingers in place, but ceased all movement. Jenny began to scream.

She was so sensitive now that she could feel the tiny pulses in Dr Hellen's fingers as they stayed rigid inside her. She tried to gyrate her crotch against his mouth, straining forward to slide deeper onto his fingers, but the doctors had permitted her no movement when they had bound her up. She felt Dr Hellen's tongue twitch against her clit and finally her willpower collapsed and she began to beg them to bring her to climax.

"Please, please, please..." She wailed. Dr Bach pinched her nipples and pulled them away from her body. Dr Hellen resumed his careful teasing, keeping her under his control as his fingers and tongue played her like an instrument.

"Well, well, it seems as if you managed to persuade her, Dr Hellen," Smirked Dr Bach. "Now, Jenny, how about some explicit instructions?"

Jenny panted with the strain as she tried to achieve that final step over the edge, but her body was under Dr Hellen's command. It was obvious that the doctors would not give her what she now desperately needed unless she yielded to Dr Bach's orders.

"Please.... do it harder...." She gasped. Dr Hellen sucked her clit into his mouth again and circled it with his tongue as he thrust his fingers deep into her pussy and arse, gradually speeding up the rhythm, finally allowing her to approach orgasm. Dr Bach laughed.

"Isn't that good? How does it feel?" He asked her lewdly. Jenny's breath came in sobs and she managed a gasped reply.

"Oh, ah, good, uh..." She panted. Dr Bach leant down and took her left nipple into his mouth, sucking hard as he squeezed and pulled the right one. Dr Hellen slid another finger into her anus, filling her even more, pumping hard as he suckled her clitoris, which at last brought Jenny soaring over the edge.

She shook as the orgasm rocked through her captive body. Being unable to move made it all the more intense and she had to submit completely to the feeling. Each wave of pleasure was different as Dr Hellen stimulated her clit, g-spot and anus in turn, controlling the climax, extending it endlessly. Her body had surrendered to the fingers inside her, and the tongue seemed to be caressing her very soul.

The energy that flowed from her as she climaxed soon left her exhausted, but Dr Hellen still had her body under his mastery. He kept the waves of ecstasy rolling through her with his manipulative fingers and tongue. Gradually he allowed the climax to lose its intensity, and Jenny managed to catch her breath. The fingers slid from inside her and the tongue retreated, and finally she was left empty, almost unconscious. Her pussy throbbed intensely and her anus felt stretched and sensitive.

Jenny finally opened her eyes, and saw the two doctors standing over her. She was so overwhelmed by what they had done to her that she couldn't think straight. She was helpless here in her casts, and they could do anything they wanted to her! No one even knew she was here! She was at their mercy so she had better think carefully before she accused them of anything.

She opened her mouth to speak, but Dr Bach put his hand over it, muffling her squawk of protest. He looked into her pleading eyes as he spoke.

"Jenny, I'm going to count you down now. Five- four-three-two-one." he clicked his fingers and snapped, "Sleep!"

Jenny's head immediately flopped sideways and her eyes closed. The doctors grinned at each other.

"Well," Said Dr Bach. "This is all going extremely well. What a perfect subject she is. I can't believe how well the hypnosis is working!"

"Yeah, she can't even remember which country she lives in!" Scoffed Dr Hellen. "It's a shame it didn't work as well on that orange-haired bitch that came in with her."

"Well, we can't have a hundred percent success rate. And I think our methods of dealing with young Saffron have been just as effective."

The younger doctor nodded. "What shall we do with her now?" He asked.

"Let's reprogram her a little, erase a little, and continue this game for a while. I am enjoying it so much thus far."

Angelica appeared through the door grinning. She had removed the headdress and her incredible blonde hair flowed loosely around her shoulders.

"I heard every minute of it over the intercom." She peered into Jenny's face. "Is she under? She is really too much!" She laughed. "Can I have a go at her next?"

The doctors looked at each other. "That would be very interesting," Mused Dr Bach, "As she's already worried that you might have a grudge against her after your amazing performance earlier today. You were very convincing, you little slut!"

Angelica glowed with pleasure at the compliment and purred, "Well it was fun to be on the other end of the stick for once. I might even be persuaded to try it again some time." She looked coyly at the two doctors.

Dr Hellen patted her bottom. "I'm sure we can arrange that," He said. "Now let us get on with this and then you can fix her up a bit so she doesn't suspect anything."

Angelica sat back and watched, planning her next encounter with Jenny, as the Doctors told the powerless girl to forget.... forget.... forget....