The Possessed

"Well 'unusual' may not be the correct word. An atypical pattern might be a more accurate way of putting it. It's probably nothing, just a statistical anomaly however there has been a slight increase in inquiries about Zax and its subsidiaries, especially in the area of bio-engineering."

"What kind of inquiries?" said Prudence her mind completely alert. Things were going too well to have problems now. Not with Dianna due in three months.

"It's nothing extraordinary just routine financial searches; company financial earnings reports, that kind of thing."

Prudence relaxed a little. "So what's the problem then? Zax owns a lot of publicly traded companies. There must be thousands of inquiries daily."

"Correct," said Katrina. "However these come from a relatively new organization, Varinia. They are a light grade medical distributor; antiseptics, applicators, that sort of thing. They just started up about a year ago."

"Varinia? I've never heard of them Mistress. Doesn't seem unusual though, that they would be interested in some of our bio-engineering subsidiaries, given their business line."

"No, it doesn't," agreed Katrina. "However they have also been doing a lot of legal research and have done searches of papers by Professor Fritz: our Professor Fritz."

A look of concern came over Prudence's face "Too many coincidences to be just random chance."

"Precisely," said Katrina. "I dug a little deeper and guess what? Varinia is largely owned and run by Erin Brooke."

Prudence became alarmed at the mention of Erin's name "The same Erin Brooke that we used to own Mistress?"

"Yes," said Katrina. "But there is more. The name 'Varinia' has ancient origins. Varinia was a slave girl in the ancient Roman era. Her consort led one of the largest slave rebellions in history. It seems that Varinia is aptly named; all of it's 'members' are ex-slaves."

"What?" Prudence said her voice rising slightly "Ex-slaves! How many can there be? How did they even find one another?"

"In answer to your first question: not many. I checked the records and it's a small number, less than twenty. In answer to you second question, I don't know, but it's being investigated."

Prudence was visibly upset, a rare thing. After a moments consideration she said, "Do you think they know, and even if they don't what can we do?"

"It's unlikely they know very much and there is little we can do. After all, they have done nothing illegal. Clearly they bear watching. However, there is a more interesting and immediate question."

"How do they know anything at all," said Prudence.

Katrina loved this about Prudence. The woman was so perceptive. She would, hopefully make a worthy successor one day; "Exactly."

Prudence thought for a moment and said, "There must be a leak somewhere in the Castle."

"My thoughts exactly," replied Katrina. "But their intelligence is not from the medical or security staff."

"It's not that good," said Prudence, completing Katrina's unspoken line of thought.

"Correct," said Katrina.

The two women looked each other in the eyes, their thoughts seemingly reflected back and forth. Finally Prudence said, "I'll look into this personally with Alex, Mistress."

"Good," said Katrina.

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In the dungeon, life had returned to its routine for Dianna, Phoebe, and now Lisa and Candy. The latter two women appeared to be getting along with Lisa spending most of her time in a sort of pensive semi-isolation. Candy was both relieved and worried about her, but there was little she could do. When approached, Lisa would just say, "I'm fine, I just want to think".

There was no doubt about the condition of the three diapered slaves. Dianna, of course at six months was obviously pregnant. Lisa and Candy were not yet showing, but both could tell from the unmistakable changes in both their energy and mood, that they too were pregnant and would soon be showing.

For Dianna, the pregnancy had taken a new and unexpected turn. She found herself in an almost constant state of sexual arousal. Inside her diaper, her pussy felt creamy and slippery as well as loose and open, as if she had just had sex. The urge to masturbate was becoming overwhelming and looking at the bare breasts of the other women only heightened her already high state of arousal. Dianna knew that if she were caught masturbating or had an orgasm she would be severely punished by Laura. In desperation she broached the subject with Phoebe and Candy as they sat together in the recreation room. As usual, Lisa was sitting at a table on the other side of the room, absent mindedly toying with one of the video consoles.

"Have either of you been...been horny lately?" said Dianna, blushing.

Candy smiled and said, "I'm always horny!"

Phoebe laughed, but said nothing.

"I don't mean just horny, I mean... well unusually so," said Diana, still blushing.

"How so?" asked Phoebe, seeing that Dianna was obviously having some sort of problem.

"Well, it's just lately I have this almost irresistible urge to...well, you know...," said Dianna, trailing off, too embarrassed to go on.

Phoebe and Candy exchanged glances. Phoebe could see that Candy was no longer amused. After all, Dianna was an advance look at her future. Both women also knew what would happen if Dianna couldn't control her urges. Phoebe said, "Maybe something's wrong. Are there any other symptoms?"

"Well..." began Dianna, hesitating.

"Come on," said Candy, "we're all adults here. What is it?"

"My pussy," began Dianna blushing furiously.

"What about it?" Candy said.

"It feels funny," said Dianna, still flushed.

"Funny? In what way?" Phoebe asked, becoming concerned.

"It feels wet and loose," blurted Dianna, turning a deep beet-red.

Phoebe and Candy looked at each other, but neither woman knew what to make of Dianna's condition. It didn't sound serious, but since they had no experience with pregnancy and there was no way of knowing if what Dianna was experiencing was normal or precursor of something serious.

"It's probably just hormonal," said Lisa from across the room, breaking the silence and startling everyone.

The women turned around and looking at Lisa and Candy said, "Hormonal?"

"Yeah hormonal; I don't know about you, but my body has been all over the place. Being pregnant must cause a lot of hormone level changes," said Lisa.

Candy looked at Dianna and said, "Yeah, I've noticed some things myself. Flashes, feeling tired that sort of thing. But do you think being pregnant could cause what Dianna described?" asked Candy skeptically.

"I don't know," said Lisa, "but it wouldn't surprise me."

Phoebe said, "Maybe we should ask Laura?"

"I don't know," said Dianna becoming apprehensive. "She might punish me if...if she found out that..."

"She's right," said Candy. All the women were afraid of Laura. Their relationship with their Mistress and caretaker was not exactly one that inspired using her as a confidant or consultant, even in such matters.

"I wouldn't worry," said Lisa. "She probably knows anyways."

"She's right," said Phoebe, "they must be monitoring us pretty closely, especially the three of you. After all, our control devices would let Laura know immediately if something were wrong."

"Yes, your right," Candy agreed.

This made Dianna feel a little better but it did little to solve her immediate problem. Phoebe sensing the young woman's feelings said, "I guess you'll just have to tough it out."

Later that night, Dianna had trouble falling asleep in her cell, which she still shared with Phoebe. It was all she could do to keep from sticking her hand down the front of her diaper. After tossing and turning for a couple of hours, she finally managed to fall asleep. Her dreams however proved fitful and soon turned erotic. She dreamt that she was back in her dorm room with Karen, it was dark and she was sleeping. Suddenly, Karen was sitting on the edge of her bed, naked, her breasts shining in the moonlight and her hand under the sheet on her stomach, moving lower towards her pussy. Karen leaned forward and said, "You know you want me to," and with that started massaging Dianna's clitoris.

Dianna moaned in pleasure, her hips rising to meet Karen's hand. "Yes, that's right," said Karen, "you know you've been wanting me to do this for a long time." Dianna continued to move her hips faster in time with Karen's hand, moaning in pleasure. "God it feels so good. I need to come so bad. Please Karen let me come." But Karen only smiled, her hand moving faster over Dianna's pussy. "God, Karen. I need to come, please let me come!"

Without warning, the orgasm swept Dianna's body, a dull ache of pleasure shooting down her thighs and up her back. Suddenly the door of the room burst open and the dean burst into the room. "I've got you at last, young lady!" she said angrily. Dianna sat up suddenly, looking around her cell frightened. Standing before her was Laura, hand on her hips, light streaming into the dim cell from the corridor through the open door. Phoebe was sitting up on her elbow, awakened by Laura's sudden entrance, trying to figure out what was happening.

Becoming fully awake, Dianna realized that her right hand was inside her diaper, her fingers covering her clitoris. She quickly pulled her hand out of the diaper, but it was too late; she must have been masturbating in her dream. Phoebe seeing her sudden motion guessed immediately what had happened and stared at Laura and Dianna, horrified.

"After all this time, you still can't be trusted to not play with yourself!" said Laura. Walking over to Dianna, she grabbed her hands and incased them in the ball-like mittens Dianna had worn during her first few weeks of training. "That ought to keep you out of trouble till morning so we can all get some sleep," she said after placing the gloves over Dianna's hands. "Since you like to play with yourself so much, we'll give you a chance to demonstrate your skills tomorrow. Clearly you have too much idle time on your hands." With that, Laura turned and left the cell, banging the door shut and retreating loudly down the corridor, irritated at having her sleep disturbed.

Dianna, visibly shaken started to cry and Phoebe went over and sat on her bed, putting her arms around the pregnant girl. It took an hour before Dianna was calm enough to attempt to sleep again. But neither slave could fall back to sleep, wondering what Laura had in store for them the next day.

For her part, Laura had been expecting such an episode. The control devices in Dianna's body provided the professor and Anne with a constant stream of data on her physical condition. About a week ago, the professor had noted the heightened hormone level in Dianna's body since the start of her pregnancy. During the morning consultation she conducted with Anne, Alex, and Laura to review the condition of the five diapered slaves, she said, "The slave Dianna has entered a state of elevated hormone production. This is common during pregnancy. It can however cause heightened libido, so you may wish to monitor her closely, especially at night if you wish maintain discipline."

Alex had said, "Is it harmful if she masturbates and relieves herself?"

"No," answered the professor. "In fact, it's probably good for her physiologically."

"What happens if she's not allowed to have an orgasm?"

"Nothing, but her increased libido may manifest itself subconsciously," said the professor.

"What does that mean?" asked Laura.

"It means she may experience erotic dreams which result in orgasm."

"Oh," said Laura, looking at Alex.

"Keep an eye on her. If there is a problem we'll humiliate her instead of physically punishing her," said Alex looking at Anne and the professor for approval. The professor nodded in agreement.

"Very good," said Laura.

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"Clever!" said Katrina. "How did you find out?"

"It wasn't too hard Mistress," said Prudence, "after we realized that they must be getting information from inside the Castle, as we discussed last time."

"Yes," said Katrina. "But the idea of using the mail is brilliant!"

"Yes Mistress," agreed Prudence, annoyed. "I thought the medical supply company a little too coincidental, so I checked our approved list of suppliers to see if it included Varinia. The company was not on the list, as I expected. I had Alex do some more checking and she found 'samples' in the infirmary sent to us by Varinia, their Lily brand. After inspecting the inventory numbers on the packages, Alex noticed that they did not always match the numbers on the shipping list."

"Curious," said Katrina. "Some sort of code, I assume."

"Most likely Mistress," replied Prudence.

"You mean it hasn't been deciphered yet?" said Katrina, a note of surprise in her voice.

"That's correct Mistress," answered Prudence. "Alex sent it to one of our computing centers and they were unable to decode it. They classified it as a duplicate key cipher."

"What?" Katrina said.

"Duplicate key," repeated Prudence. "It means that both the sender and receiver have a sort of table for translating words to numbers and vise-versa. Both use the same table and unless the same table is used multiple times, it's impossible to break."

"I see," said Katrina. "Continue."

"Clearly, the duty slave, a girl named Lily, is passing the messages. She unpacks the samples, compares the shipping list with the inventory numbers on the samples, copies the correct numbers and passes the information on to another slave, Kirsten. Kirsten has been running a sort of 'gossip' ring in the dungeon for years. The slaves clearly decode the messages, repeating the process in reverse to get their replies out. Periodically, Anne has the duty slave return samples that are in oversupply. The outgoing messages are passed this way."

"Brilliant," said Katrina.

"Quite," agreed Prudence, still annoyed. "Alex, of course was furious and wanted to stop all shipments from Varinia and punish the slaves involved. However, I have instructed her to do nothing until I provide specific instructions. She was unhappy, but I wanted to consult with you before taking any action."

Katrina remained silent for a few minutes, thinking. Again, she was impressed with Prudence. Another woman might have let emotions get in the way of reason and thereby acted without considering the potential consequences. Prudence had again demonstrated her superior ability much to Katrina's satisfaction. "I agree this bears consideration. There is opportunity here that we can use to our advantage."

"My own thoughts were along similar lines Mistress" said Prudence.

"For sure," said Katrina. "We can make use of this armature spy network. I suggest we let it continue for the time being."

"It's too bad we can't read the messages Mistress," commented Prudence. "This could prove risky, especially at such a critical point in our plans."

"There is some risk," agreed Katrina, "but its small. My agents have found that Varinia is a sort of counter-culture group. They are advocating abolishing slavery, at least its more extreme forms. They are very active in the various discoms on the net. However it's clear that they don't know what we are doing otherwise they would have spread the word on the net. We can use this spy-network against them."

"How?" said Prudence, "if we can't read their messages."

"We don't need to," said Katrina. "We can control their content though the slaves. By feeding the slave Kirsten with information of our own choosing, we can pass along what we choose."

"Very clever Mistress," said Prudence, her apprehension evaporating. "What do you have in mind?"

Katrina smiled and told her. When she was finished, Prudence said, "Very good Mistress, I'll have Alex get started on it at once."

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Dianna stood in the middle of the recreation room, her vulva aching against the soft dry padding of her diaper. Seated at the tables in front of her were Phoebe, Lisa, and Candy. Behind them, stood Alex and Laura. "Well you can begin anytime," said Laura sarcastically. "Last night you couldn't keep your hands off your pussy, so what are you waiting for?"

Dianna blushed and her hands moved hesitantly to the fasteners on the side of her diapers. When she had awakened that morning her bladder had been full, as usual. However when she tried to wet herself in anticipation of the morning changing she had been unable to. Alarmed she had called out to Phoebe. "What's wrong, Dianna?" said the older slave.

"I can't seem to pee," said Dianna, blushing.

Phoebe thought for a moment and then said, "Is probably the control devices. Laura must have your urethra clamped shut. It's probably part of your punishment."

"Oh," said Dianna, thinking back to the previous night and blushing with embarrassment. Although Phoebe's words eased Dianna's worries, it did little to relieve her aching bladder. If Laura did not allow her to urinate soon, things would go from uncomfortable to painful quickly.

About fifteen minutes later Laura opened the door to their cell and led them out into the dungeon corridor, as usual. However instead of taking them to the changing room, she led them directly to the recreation room. Handing Dianna a large glass of tea she barked, "Drink this."

Dianna eyed her apprehensively but took the glass and started to drink. She knew better than to question Laura, especially when she was already in trouble. Laura left the room and returned a few minutes later with Lisa and Candy, followed by Alex. By this time Dianna had finished the tea and her bladder was becoming very full and uncomfortable. Laura motioned for the slaves to sit down and for Dianna to stand in the center of the room. When Candy, Lisa, and Phoebe were seated, Laura said, "This slave was caught playing with herself last night and she came without permission, in clear violation of the rules. Since you think the rules don't apply to you, I'm sure you won't mind giving us a demonstration."

Dianna was shocked by Laura's words. She had never shared her masturbation in such an intimate way with other women. Seeing Dianna's hesitation, Laura said, "I suggest you remove your diaper and get started before your bladder spasms."

Now Dianna understood. Laura was not going to let her pee until she performed this humiliating act in front of her companions. She also knew that she had little choice in the matter. The uncomfortable fullness of her bladder had turned into a dull ache and her vulva was throbbing. Soon she knew, the ache would grow and become painful.

"Well you can begin anytime," said Laura sarcastically. "Last night you couldn't keep your hands off your pussy, so what are you waiting for?"

Embarrassed, Dianna slowly undid the fasteners on her diaper and let the hated garment fall softly to the floor between her legs. Looking up she saw everyone in the room looking at her and she blushed a deep red. Dianna also felt a twinge of excitement between her legs and this added to her embarrassment.

"Sit down and spread you legs, so we can all observe your technique," commanded Laura. Blushing furiously, Dianna sat down on her heals on top of the diaper and with her legs spread, exposed her bare pussy for all in the room to see. Without looking, Dianna knew the shameful state of her pussy. Her entire slit was coated in creamy egg-white excitement the lips of her vagina were loose and open as if she had just had multiple orgasms. "My, aren't we excited!" said Laura loudly.

The truth of the matter was that Dianna was excited. She had been this way for the last several days and her excitement had been increasing daily. Even after last night, she was still excited and this increased her embarrassment still further. "You can begin playing with yourself," repeated Laura, "we are all anxious to see your technique. But remember, you don't have permission to cum."