When Cindy awoke, she discovered that she was lying on her back on the carpeted deck in front of the desk. Her feet pointed to port, to the center of the cabin. Her head pointed towards the starboard wall. The carpet on which she lay was soaked with her sweat and other secretions.

Hell, her whole body was drenched. Moreover she was exhausted, and her mind more than a little hazy. She tried to stand up, to lift her head, but she found that she could barely move. She could still hear the engines running and feel the deck vibrating. However, she could not see Doctor Clit anywhere.

Then, from the other side of the cabin, a man walked over and stood over her. He was completely naked. He looked kind of like Dr. Clint, but this guy didn't have a goatee, or blond hair, or even a ponytail. Hell, he wasn't even wearing gloves.

The man standing over her was clean-shaven with short black hair. Dark hair covered the man's muscular chest, muscular arms, taut muscular belly, and muscular legs. Large hairy balls hung below a stiff, seven to eight inch dick. The penis jutted upwards at an angle out of a thick patch of dark fur at his crotch.

His penis was sheathed with latex. He was wearing a condom. Actually, he was wearing two condoms. Whoever this guy was, he was ready for business and serious about his work.

Cindy tried to ask him if he was Dr Clint, but she found that she couldn't speak. She tried asking other questions. She tried cussing him out, but still she couldn't speak. She kept opening her mouth, but she just couldn't form any words. All she could do was bark and wail.

The man standing over her, though, had no such trouble. He ordered her to get into position, and miraculously she could move. Without thinking, she bent her knees and spread her legs. She still couldn't get up or talk, but she could position herself for fucking. She also could identify the man's voice. It was definitely Doctor Clit.

Doctor Clit knelt down between Cindy's feet and straddled her torso with his hands to either side of her shoulders. When his covered cock brushed against her inner thigh, something like an electric shock - but better - coursed through her body. She didn't have an orgasm, but she came damn close.

Before the shockwave could subside, Dr. Clint leaned down and licked her left tit like a lollipop. When he did, she climaxed. It wasn't as mind-blowing as the first, but it was an orgasm. Then, he licked her right tit. She came again.

Then, he kissed her on the lips, and lined his cock up with her pussy. By the time he got it in her, she'd had two more orgasms. Then he started fucking her. She doesn't know if he ever came, because after three thrusts, she had another mind-blowing orgasm and lost all awareness of her surroundings.

As her awareness returned, the first thing she noticed was that the engines had stopped. However, she could hear waves lapping against the hull of the ship. She was still at sea, but the ship was no longer moving. When she opened her eyes, she discovered that she was no longer in the library. She was in another cabin, lying on top of a long, narrow and padded table high off the floor.

Doctor Clit stood next to the table, on Cindy's right side. He was no longer naked, but was dressed as an actual doctor, complete with lab coat and stethoscope. He was fiddling with some sort of control panel attached to the table. Cindy tried to reassure herself that this was all just a part of Doctor Clit's BDSM fantasy, but she was having trouble believing it.

Cindy tried to sit up. She tried to roll off. She tried to escape, but she was as immobile as she had been on the floor of the library. There were no straps. Nothing held her down. She just couldn't get her muscles to move. Her heart still beat, though. At least she could breathe. At least she could blink and move her eyes.

When Doctor Clit saw that Cindy was awake, he told her to bend her knees and spread her legs - keeping her feet on the table. Without hesitation and without thought, Cindy did as the doctor had said.

Cindy was surprised that she could move. She was surprised that she had moved. Yet, when she tried to lift her head, it didn't move. Her neck muscles wouldn't even strain.

With her positioned as desired, Doctor Clit lifted up a dildo - a vibrator - from beneath the table. The vibrator had a wire trailing behind it. The wire ran from the vibrator to the control panel. He took the wired vibrator and inserted it into her pussy.

Cindy steeled herself for another orgasm. However, nothing happened. She felt the vibrator sliding in her, and it stirred her a little. But, it did not come close to bringing her to climax. Even when Doctor Clit flipped a switch on the device and started the vibrator, Cindy still did not come.

Her titties stiffened, and her juices started flowing, but she was a long way from the mind-blowing ecstasy she had experienced before. It was something of a letdown for her.

Doctor Clit, however, was anything but disappointed. The rise of her nipples seemed to please him. He took a small clamp and attached it to her distended left tit. The bite of the clamp into her sensitive flesh caused her to grunt painfully.

Doctor Clit ignored Cindy and attached another clamp to her right tit. The clamps, like the vibrator, were wired. The wires ran from the clamp to the control panel. They reminded her of tiny battery charger clamps.

With the clamps secured to her tiny boobs, Doctor Clit flipped a couple more switches and sent a small electric charge coursing through the wires, to the clamps, and into her body. Cindy groaned softly. The electric charge did not shock or really hurt her. However, it did send a tingling sensation through her boobs and throughout her entire body. It didn't hurt, but it definitely was unnerving.

Finally though, after what seemed like forever to Cindy, Doctor Clit switched off the current. Cindy howled in frustrated relief. She wanted to say more, but she couldn't. She wanted to yank the clamps from her chest and rub her sore tits. She couldn't. All she could do was to lay there and wait for the doctor.

Doctor Clit picked up another wired dildo. He told her to lift her ass. She did as he said. She lifted her buttocks off the examination table, putting all her weight on her feet and her upper back. He then spread her cheeks with one hand and plugged the vibrator into her butt. Satisfied that the dildo was securely stuffed up her butt, Doctor Clit told Cindy to relax.

Cindy straightened out her knees and returned to a completely prone position with a dildo in her ass, one in her cunt, and two clamps on her tits. Once she was prone, the doctor then placed a pair of opaque goggles over her eyes and earphones on her ears. The goggles and the earphones, like everything else, was wired into the control panel.

For several seconds, the goggles and the earphones kept Cindy blind and deaf. But then a slight hum began buzzing in her ears, and an animated kaleidoscope began dancing before her eyes. Then, she heard Doctor Clit talking to her through the earphones.

As the video-goggles displayed the swirling colors, Doctor Clit told her that they had a mutual friend. This mutual friend, he told her, was going to the next level in her career. Some very powerful people desperately wanted their mutual friend to have success at that level. However, these power brokers were afraid.

They were afraid that if word got out that their mutual friend had consorted with whores, then a great scandal would erupt and their friend's journey to the next level would fail. So, they had hired Doctor Clit and his associates to see to it that word of their mutual friend's indiscretions did not get out.

The easiest way to accomplish this, Doctor Clit explained, would be to kill Cindy and her friends. However, their mutual friend insisted that Cindy not be harmed, at least not permanently, and her memory left mostly intact. Also taking into account how many important people might miss Cindy and her friends, The Powers That Be agreed.

Thus, The Powers That Be commissioned Doctor Clit and his associates with removing all "incriminating" knowledge of their mutual friend from Cindy's and her fellow dancers' minds. However, that, according to Doctor Clit, was easier said than done. In fact, he was rather doubtful that he could truly eliminate such information from Cindy's mind. He could though make sure, through a process of hypnosis and psychological conditioning, that Cindy and her friends either did not want to remember such information or remembered it differently. Ms. Jacqui had already been "processed," and Cindy was next.

However, before he could begin, he needed to learn all Cindy knew about their mutual friend. He needed to know this so that he would know which information to suppress, eliminate, or alter. This is why he had given her the suppository.

The suppository was more than just an aphrodisiac. It was also a mind-control drug. However, the taste of the drug was so bad that the only effective way to introduce the drug into the subject was either through injections or suppositories. Doctor Clit explained that he had figured that a suppository inserted into her anal passage during foreplay would be less noticeable than sticking a needle in her arm.

Doctor Clit further explained that the aphrodisiac heightened the sensitivity of the subjects erogenous zones, facilitating the achievement of multiple or frequent orgasms. This was because intense emotional events, such as orgasms, released certain biochemicals in the body that triggered the mind-controlling aspects of the drug.

Then, each subsequent orgasm would trigger the release of more of the mind-control drug. However, after six or seven orgasms, the aphrodisiac tended to lose potency. The amount of mind-controlling drug released after six or seven orgasms, though, was enough to thoroughly - if temporarily - suppress the subjects will.

Thus, after having endured multiple orgasms, Cindy was now completely under his control and would obey him for as long as the drug remained in her system. This was he had not strapped her down. He didn't need to do so. When she was in a stupor following her last mind-blowing orgasm, Doctor Clit had told her not to move and not to talk. And so, she had not.

But now though, he was ready for her to talk. But first, he needed for her to be in the proper frame of mind. Suddenly the buzzer in her ass started vibrating, as did the buzzer in her pussy. At the same time, electricity started coursing through the clamps, tingling first her nipples, then her boobs, and finally the rest of her body.

Cindy howled. She could not speak, but she could scream, and she did. She was not in pain. She did not hurt, at least not physically. But, she was distressed, and not necessarily in a bad way. It was as if someone or some people were running feathers all over her naked body, and she couldn't stop them.

She hated it, and she loved it. She was greatly turned on by it. However, just when she was on the brink of another orgasm, Doctor Clit switched everything off. Cindy howled again in frustration.

When her howling subsided, Doctor Clit gave her command to speak. He told her to tell him everything she knew about the woman she called "Irish Waltz".