by Slave Nano
The swirling fog started to take shape, gradually forming itself into a physical body. The two interrogators instinctively sensed another presence in the room and looked up from their food. What they saw left them transfixed. Before them was a female figure, which Pandora recognized as the embodiment of the dominant goddess spirit. Tall, dark and immaculately beautiful, she stood there her body wrapped in a black silk robe that shimmered in the stark bright light of the interrogation room. On her head she wore a tall black crown decorated with moon and sun symbols representing the darkness of her wrath and the light of her presence. In her hand she held a simple plain silver sceptre with the head of the Goddess Hathor, the Egyptian Goddesses of creation, at its end. She said nothing. She didn’t need to say anything. Her presence filled the room and that alone was enough to mesmerise and captivate the two secret policemen.
They stood amazed and speechless at the vision in front of them. Silently, without need of any command or instruction, they undressed, leaving their uniforms draped on the floor. Silently, through the wordless command of the goddess they arranged the two chairs opposite one another and sat down. And then, without any command, the ropes, randomly thrown over the table and floor, took on a life of their own. Like snakes charmed in a Marrakech market square they rose up of their own accord and slithered across the floor to the chairs. They silently wrapped themselves around the legs of the chairs and then up around the bodies of the two men, knotting themselves, until they were tightly bound. Finally, the thickest ropes slid up around their faces and mouths to gag them. The two men were transfixed and could only stare in awe at the unfolding events. They could not comprehend what had happened to them and did not understand the mystical presence that had taken them and enslaved them.
Pandora focused on the figure as she approached her. She was still not sure if this vision was a hallucination but her instincts told her the pure physical presence before her was real. The eyes of the two women fix onto one another.
“I don’t recognise you but I know you from somewhere,” whispered Pandora, “I know you from some distant time in the past, I know you from places that we have shared, from some shared spirit. You must be Goddess Nemesis.”
“Yes Pandora, that’s right. I am Goddess Nemesis. I am your protector and guide. I have been summoned from my world where I dwell with the goddess spirits. I have taken up a physical form again to come to your aid. I am only sorry that I could not have got here earlier. Come Pandora; let me get you down from there.”
The padlocks on Pandora’s arms and legs unlocked themselves and the hideous object inserted into her was gently pulled out. At first Pandora wavered and crouched down to keep her balance as she adjusted her weight on her weak legs. Goddess Nemesis gently took hold of her elbows to support her. Pandora gazed up at her. She knew this was a goddess with a terrifying presence, who could make slaves quake by her very look. But the visage before her was entirely different; she saw the goddess of the life force, smiling, welcoming her, bringing her back to the world of the divine feminine they shared.
At this sight Pandora finally broke. She threw her arms around Goddess Nemesis’s neck and pulled her body onto hers. Pandora nestled her bloodied and bruised face into her shoulder and Goddess Nemesis returned the embrace, pulling Pandora into her with an urgent emotional grasp as if she was willing them to become one conjoined body. And then, knowing that she was now safe in the hands of her mentor and protector Pandora unleashed all the emotions that had built up. Tears streamed down her face, cutting channels of joy and relief through her cheeks. She cried for the pain and savagery she had faced from her male tormentors; she cried for her bruised, battered and tortured body but above all she cried for the fact that her spirit remained unbroken. Eventually Pandora released her hold. The warmth and power in Goddess Nemesis’s body had transferred to her and eased some of the mental anguish she had suffered.
Goddess Nemesis cast her eyes over Pandora’s body. She saw her swollen eyes, dried blood all over her face, the bloodied weals and bruises across her breasts and burn marks from the electric prod. She took Pandora’s hand in hers and kissed the tip of her finger. She gently stroked Pandora’s dark hair, lank with the sweat of fear, desperation and resistance.
“You look terrible,” she said with a hint of a smile on her face.
Pandora laughed, “Yeah, I’ve had better days, but, hey, I think I’ll still scrub up OK!”
Her ordeal had not damaged her feisty spirit or sense of humour. Goddess Nemesis laughed, encouraged that Pandora’s spirits had already revived.
She gently stroked Pandora’s face, “I cannot cure you of all your physical hurts, that will take time but my spirit will help you and there are many spirits in our pantheon of goddesses who are expert in the ways of healing who will come to your aid if you need them. I know that your beauty will be restored to you.”
“I’m curious; tell me how you found me.”
“You have your friend, Vicky, to thank for that. She summoned me from the spirit world. You also have Nano, your household management system, to thank. He alerted Vicky to the danger. It cannot be mere coincidence that he shares a name with one of my slaves. That computer system was obviously meant for you and there are strange unexplained forces at work here.”
“Oh no, that’s all I need, to be indebted to Nano Mk II, I’ll never hear the last of it. What do we do with these sadistic bastards?” asked Pandora looking at her two interrogators now tied, gagged and helpless.
“I am afraid we do not have enough time to teach them a real lesson, I do need to get you out of here. It’s a shame really; it’s all very well being a guide and protector but sometimes you miss the hands on work.”
“We have more taste than to be as brutal as they were on me, but we have to leave our mark somehow,” Pandora replied.
Pandora picked up some bull clips from the table of implements and passed two to Goddess Nemesis who immediately anticipated Pandora’s wicked little plan. Between them they secured the bull clips to the two men’s nipples and then, as a subtle little twist, they secured tightly strung cords between the two sets of clips. The cords were pulled so taught that the slightest movement by one would pull on the nipples of the other.
Goddess Nemesis leant forward and whispered into the ear of Pandora’s main interrogator, “There, you see, that’s classy; subtlety and ingenuity, that’s far more fun.”
“One more little thing before we go please,” said Pandora.
She took the chop sticks they had used for their meal and placed one each side of their cocks and tightened them together with rubber bands. The two secret policemen look petrified now that the tables had been turned and their own resilience was being tested.
“The final twist” said Pandora as she turned a set of chopsticks around 180 degrees and then a bit further for good measure.
“That’s a nice trick,” said Goddess Nemesis admiringly, “who taught you that one?”
“Oh no-one really, you know, sometimes a goddess just has an instinct for these things.”
“We really do need to get you out of here now,” said Goddess Nemesis, “you’ll have to put on one of the uniforms on for now to get you out of the building and back home.”
Pandora quickly washed her face with some water left in the bucket. She put on one of the uniforms, pulling her hair up underneath the peaked cap.
“Mmmm, uniforms” she laughed, “I could use this.”
Goddess Nemesis led the way furtively through a maze of passages until eventually they found a door to the outside world.
“Pandora, this is where I must leave you. My world beckons me to return and my work here is done. You have suffered much, but that is often the way for our kind in this world. Take fortitude from all the goddesses and sacred feminine figures that have been punished in the past. You have had a lucky escape Pandora. You will have to leave t
his city and find some place to retreat and regroup. Take only your most trusted friends and slaves with you. I can see that you will only become stronger and more powerful for this ordeal. I have chosen well, you are truly worthy of my protection Goddess Pandora.”
“Thanks. It’s a shame we have to be parted. I think we’d have made a great team if we had the chance.”
Goddess Nemesis laughed. Through all her trials Pandora’s spirit had remained indomitable.
“Goodbye Pandora. Remember that I am always looking out for you.”
The two goddesses kissed and gave one another a final hug. As they broke apart from their embrace Goddess Nemesis’s physical form evanesced into a hazy mist as she passed back into her own world.
Pandora scurried off into the streets of New Leeds elated that they had met but saddened that she had to be parted from her mentor and protector so soon.
***
Vicky had just woken up from a deep sleep following her recent exertions. She was sitting on the settee drinking a cup of herbal tea made by Nano Mk II. They had done what they could; their message had been passed on. It was frustrating that all she could do now was wait and worry. She still did not know for sure if it was possible for spirits to return to do this kind of work.
Suddenly the door opened. Vicky leapt up and Nano Mk II’s lights flickered in excitement and anticipation. But it was not Pandora, it was her boyfriend, Prometheus. He was anxiously looking over his shoulder as he entered. He was surprised to see Vicky there.
“Where’s Pandora?” he asked.
“She’s not here, she’s been taken away by the Chinese secret police” she replied.
Prometheus looked white and ashen.
“Oh shit, I never meant this to happen to her. I’m afraid I might have got her into this trouble. I shouldn’t be telling you this but I belong to a dissident group. We carry out reprisals against the Chinese forces. If what you say is true, I think Pandora must have been taken into custody because of me.”
Before Vicky could respond, the door opened again. Stood in the frame was a figure in a Chinese army uniform.
“Bloody hell, what’s this. I go away for a few hours and you have a bloody party in my house without me!”
“Pandora!” three voices called out simultaneously.
Vicky was gushing, “You’re safe. You can’t believe how relieved I am to see you.”
Prometheus was more sheepish but was clearly overjoyed to see Pandora alive and safe.
Nano Mk II’s response was typical, “There’s rough and there’s day after the night on the town rough but, bloody hell Pandora, you look really rough.”
“Thanks a bunch,” Pandora said but she couldn’t deny she must have looked a terrible sight to her friends. “Look, I can’t hang around. I’m still in deep trouble and I have to leave here and go into hiding somewhere.”
She turned to Prometheus, “I know your life is in grave danger. You have much that you have to atone for. You have put my life at risk and that is unforgivable. At the same time I believe you have courage and would take risks for me. You can redeem yourself by accompanying me but you will do so not as my boyfriend but as a slave. You must pledge yourself to me and serve me at all times. This is your choice, what will you do?”
“I will follow you Goddess Pandora,” he exclaimed.
“Pandora, I’ll come with you,” said Vicky. “There’s nothing for me here anymore and I’d rather exercise my skills as your companion.”
“What about me? What are you going to do with me?” piped up Nano Mk II.
“Well, I thought when the Chinese police get here, they’ll probably want to dismantle you and check your memory circuits.”
“You can’t do that to me!” Nano Mk II was indignant.
Vicky sprang to Nano’s defence, “Pandora, that’s not fair; without Nano I don’t think I’d have been able to get in touch with Goddess Nemesis to rescue you.”
“Yeah, I know! I’m only kidding. Of course I’ll take Nano with us. We’ll just have to disconnect his chip and transfer it to a portable appliance.”
Pandora turned to her slave, her companion and her electronic household management system.
“This is not a retreat; we are only taking time out to regroup. I’m not beaten. My ordeal has only strengthened me. I’ve gone through a trial and passed it with the goddess spirit inside me fortified. I have met with Goddess Nemesis, my mentor and protector, and that has given me further inspiration. Follow me and we will fight back until our oppressors are removed.”
“Shit, scary Pandora, I don’t know if I like the sound of this,” was Nano Mk II’s parting comment before the friends departed.
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