A/N: Hello all, Well, you have opened up the second chapter so you must be fairly interested. But, I must warn you. This segment of the story has some heavy sexual overtones. If this is not for you, I would ask you to close this file and read another story. Thanks for your interest.
Maxi.
Return to Manticore
From "Midnight Betrayal"
..."Can you no longer think for yourself? Max, only you know
what goes on there. What they do to you. Do they hurt you? Do
they control you? Why do you let them? Why are you loyal
to them?"
And now... Midnight Betrayal: The Return to Manticore:
Questions. These questions from this man, this Logan, continued
to swirl through Max's brain throughout the trip back to
Manticore. 'Can I think for myself?' Wasn't 'he' the victim of
her plan? The plan that she thought up? Isn't that thinking
for herself? How dare he... how can he begin to know what her
life was. How Manticore taught her disciplines and improved her
abilities. They don't control me; I am loyal to them. I am
loyal because... because... because they want me to be. Anyway,
loyalty just is, it does not need a reason. It just needs to
be. What would a soldier be if not loyal? I must be
disciplined and forget about this diatribe. Forget that Logan
was trying to make me fail. That was his only option. Of
course, Logan wanted to drag out my emotions. But I am above
that now. I can control myself. I am a soldier. Yes, I need
to forget... about Logan.
After her arrival at the Manticore Compound, Max is ordered to
report to Renfro's office.
"X5 452 Reporting as ordered."
"Welcome back. And, I am please with your successful mission.
Were there any complications?"
"No complications ma'am. I went after the information and
retrieved it and got out."
" I was a bit worried sending you out on this mission. Back to
Seattle."
"No need ma'am. I am a soldier, I know my duty and where my
loyalties lay."
"I am glad to hear that. I was a bit worried that your progr...
your training would falter in such a familiar setting."
"No ma'am."
"Fine, report to medical for a full debriefing and then to your
barracks. You may continue your training with the others
tomorrow morning. Dismissed."
Great, medical. That place creeps me out. That's where the
'nomilies go, that's where the experiments take place. I
haven't been to medical since I started my field training. Max
thought back to the time spent in medical after her return to
Manticore. She remembers the pain and the humiliation she felt
during her "initiation" back into the program. Of course
all "traitors" must go through this initiation. I was a
traitor. I had to be punished for the escape and the damage to
the lab, and...and...
Her thoughts stopped as she open the door to the offices of
medical. The attendant sees her enter.
"X5 452 reporting as ordered."
"Yes, we were expecting you. A bit late in the day aren't we?
I will tell the doctor that you have arrived."
Via intercom... "Doctor Dunham, X5-452 has returned from her
mission and is reporting for debriefing."
"Send her into my office. I will instruct her from there. And,
I know it is the end of your shift. You may leave and I will
put the paperwork from our session on your desk for
you to distribute in the morning."
"Thank you Doctor. X5-452, you may go into the office."
Max moved slowly, silently talking to herself. 'X5 452, you are
a disciplined soldier. Whatever happens in there will not cause
any emotional outburst. Your are above that. You...'
"X5-452, please remove your clothing and step into the shower.
Please wash yourself and your hair. How long have you been out
there? Did you not bathe? Don't they teach you hygiene
out there?" Dr. Dunham scolded her like a child. There had
been no time to clean. She had been ordered to report to Renfro
and then here. She was just following her orders. But,
she would enjoy the shower. It would have been her first stop
upon returning if she had been given a choice.
Max removed her clothing and stepped under the hot water. She
heard the doctor enter the room and then exit again.
Soon, she heard Dr. Dunham call to her,
"Quickly X5-452. I am a busy man. I do not have time to waste
on your self-indulgence. Clean yourself and return to my
office at once."
Max quickly stepped out of the shower. The air was cool against
her skin. She found a towel waiting for her, but her clothes
had been taken. She wrapped in the towel and returned to the
office.
The doctor started again, "Your clothes have been taken to the
laundry and you will be given a gown to wear to the barracks.
You will receive a clothing issue in your barracks. You
will now remove your towel and place your hands against this wall.
The first of my duties is to inspect you for any hidden bugs
that may have been deposited on you during your mission."
Max said nothing as she followed the order, but her mind was in
a whirl. 'Bugs??! What bugs would there be? Did he mean
electronic bugs or perhaps "cooties?" No one other that
Logan even talked to me during the mission. Did they think I
would return a traitor? And, where would these bugs be
deposited???'
No sooner than she thought it, she had her question answered.
The doctor's hands started in her scalp and worked their way
down her body. Touching and probing every inch of her skin.
Behind and over her ears, down her neck, her shoulders and
arms, up under her arms around the front to her breasts.
Remaining a bit too long, in her estimation, on her breasts
before moving onto her stomach, back and legs. 'She was a
soldier, she kept reminding herself. This treatment was
routine, it meant nothing.'
"Spread your legs X5-452." The doctor smiled as he issued this
order. This was his favorite part of the "investigation." He
thought to himself, 'These drones know they will be punished if
they try to 'defend their honor' during these exams. Thus, I
can also gage their emotional level by identifying how far they
can be pushed before attempting to pull back from me. This one
will not allow me too much further, but I will certainly enjoy
the freedom she does give.'
Max again followed the order. Questions ran swiftly through
her mind as the doctor stroked the inside of her thighs.
Questions about her treatment here at Manticore; questions that
Logan had deposited in her mind. 'No!' she yelled to herself.
She would not think like this. This is routine; this is a
requirement after an outside mission.
Dr. Dunham smiled wider as his hands slipped up her inner thigh.
He knelt down behind her giving him a better view of his
ultimate prize. As his fingers entered her, he felt the
slightest jerk, but she allowed him to continue. He would
remember her reactions and place them in the report. He would
advise continued treatments of the mind control drug. Some
control was gone over the short time she was on mission. But
then again, he had to make up for her ten years out of
Manticore's control. Her smell was intoxicating. Her body
automatically responded to the presence of his fingers. The
warm fluid from her inside caressed his fingers and he ached for
more. Would she allow it?
"Please Doctor, is... ah... your exam to take much longer? I
was told to report for evening maneuvers and...." Max tightened
her muscles trying to pull away from the Doctor somewhat
covertly. She did not like the tone of this exam, and did not
quite know how to put a stop to it without ending up on report
(for kicking him in the balls) or in further deep initiation. A
soldier would allow this exam knowing her superiors had ordered
it.
'Alas,' thought the doctor removing his fingers from between her
legs. Then, "Yes, Max. The exam is nearly complete. I shall
place in my report that you are not wired or otherwise
contaminated. You understand that it is very
important to insure the integrity of Manticore. There must not be
germs, mechanical or biological, from the outside
allowed into the halls of Manticore."
"I understand." Max remained in her stance, as ordered; glad
the doctor had removed his probing fingers and stood. He
continued his exam by standing directly behind her and between
her legs. His hands followed her curves around her buttocks
pulling her toward him. As her backside met his front, Max
could feel his stiffness. She immediately stepped away. "Sorry
Doctor Dunham. I thought I was going to fall."
"Yes, of course. Max. Please stand at attention while I
complete my notes on this portion of the exam."
"Yes, sir!" stated Max and stood at attention as directed. She
continued to stand while the doctor moved to his desk and began
to make the appropriate notes. 'What was he writing? Dare she
ask? Did she pass the test? Should she have allowed his
intimate probing? What would a soldier do?' Her mind whirled
with questions while the doctor wrote his report. Minutes
passed.
"Sir, have I passed your tests? Or is there something else I
must do to adequately pass your examination? I would not want
my superiors to think I have failed in my initial mission."
While writing, the doctor watched her and tried to gage how long
before the doubts would surface. He did like looking at her nakedness.
Her aroma hung in the air and on his fingers. The stiffness
between his legs remained even after her innocuous rejection.
When the question did come, he smiled slightly. Would she now
allow him to complete his mission? "X5 452, I understand that
you were out in the field for a good number of years. And your
training during that time was stunted. But, a soldier must not
be possessive of her body, especially when ordered to submit as
you were. I will have to put your reaction to my advances in my
report. You will probably be required to return to medical for
reinitiating..."
"Doctor, I am loyal to Manticore. I will not allow you to report
anything otherwise. I had no altercation during this latest
mission that would contradict my orders. I do not understand
how this examination would prove otherwise."
"I am to gage your reaction to various stimuli that might be
presented to you in the outside world. If you follow orders
than your reactions are correct. If you belay an order or
refuse an order, this could constitute independence that needs
correcting. It is my job to determine if your training has
remained in tact. I give you an order and you either obey or
disobey. It is that simple." Doctor Dunham watched her process
this information. He need only wait a moment to let the
understanding seep in. "Do you wish to follow my orders... now?"
"I am loyal to Manticore. I will obey your orders."
"Very well X5 452. You will allow my advances and submit to me
until I dismiss you. Do you understand?"
"Yes Dr. Dunham." The spoken words came out broken. Max knew
this was a turning point for her. As the doctor continued his
examination, Max's mind played Logan's questions over and
over again. 'Why are you loyal to Manticore? How do they treat
you there? What they do to you. Do they hurt you? Do they
control you? Why do you let them? Why are you loyal?'
