Dark Matter Chapter 1

Dark Matter by nova2469

CHAPTER ONE – THE EXPERIMENT

Dr Caitlin Kilshaw waited quietly in her cluttered lab, a lab which sat at the centre of a huge government complex far from the nearest city. She was more excited than she'd ever been in her professional career, within the next hour she would be the first scientist in the world to examine a sample of dark matter. The Proteus space probe had just returned, hurtling through the Earth's atmosphere and splashing down in the Pacific Ocean. Finally ending its four year trip to the edge of the solar system and back. The navy had recovered the probe a few hours before and confirmed that tightly sealed within the probe was a small quantity of the elusive material that seemed to make up much of the universe. It has been simply named "dark matter" and so far had remained a complete mystery to science.

The sample still held within the probe's containment sphere was now being rushed here by navy jet and Caitlin hoped that it would arrive soon and then, finally, she could begin studying the substance that had caused more arguments and discussions between scientists than any other in physics. Hundreds of theories as to the nature of dark matter existed but none had been proven, now Caitlin, already a rising star in the world of cosmology, would find out for sure.

A Nobel prize didn't look unlikely for the young scientist and Caitlin knew how lucky she was to be working on this project. It had originally meant to have been the lab's top scientist Dr Albert Johnson who handled the sample but he had fallen ill just days before. Caitlin, as his assistant had been selected in his place, a great honour for such an inexperienced scientist but she was the only person as fully briefed on the project as Dr Johnson.

Finally, what seemed like hours later the door of the lab slid open and two lab technicians stood there with the shiny, cylindrical, metal container full of the dark matter held between them.

"Dr Kilshaw we have your sample." One of the technicians said, as they slowly moved the heavy container into the lab.

"Great, excellent, amazing - - just put it down on the sample bench." Caitlin excitedly stammered as she jumped up ready to work, slipping her glasses onto her nose, her long, straight red hair and large breasts bouncing as she did. She silently swore as they did so. Caitlin hated her breasts, to her mind they were far too big and all they brought were rude comments from men and apparent envy from women, as far as she could see they were never going to help her work and that was all that mattered. She allowed little else into her life, she had no real hobbies, she didn't really care for getting a boyfriend or spending time and money on clothes and make-up. She knew she was thin and pretty good looking, if she tried she could turn a few heads but that didn't matter to her. She dressed conservatively and wore no make-up. Her long, well kept hair was her only consolation to beauty. It meant she looked a total nerd but didn't really care, it was the science that mattered.

As the technicians gently placed the container on the semi-robotic sample bench, Caitlin began preparing the computerised monitoring systems. Within moments she was ready to begin and the technicians quickly left the lab with such delicate work she wanted no distractions. Slowly and carefully Caitlin instructed one of the bench’s robotic arms to open the container.

The lid was slowly turned by the arm and the excited scientist held her breath as it slid lose. Finally it was free and the arm pulled it away to reveal the dark matter. It wasn't like anything Caitlin had expected. A black liquid, very viscous and according to the sensors very cold. Caitlin was surprised but scientific curiosity overtook her other emotions and she began to work.

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Several hours had passed and Caitlin was a little disappointed, the strange substance had been quite resistant to most of her tests. It's elemental composition was still a mystery and it didn't appear to react to anything. She could neither cool or heat it up, it sat at a stable 2 degrees Celsius simply ignoring any temperature change around it, even a powerful laser didn't heat it or appear to affect it in any way. Whilst very thick and sticky, it could, cut by a diamond bladed knife, be separated into smaller samples and many small dishes of the stuff now covered the sample bench.

She was sitting back at her desk, a small Petri dish of dark matter in her hand, looking at the liquid and slowly swishing it around. She was tired, her eyes hurt and her backed ached from hours hunched over the samples but she refused to give up, she just had to know more about the substance and as she stared at it a strange thought entered her mind. There was one experiment she hadn't tried yet: testing its reaction with organic matter. She needed something living for the best test but it would take hours to request and receive a lab rat. So knowing it was against all the rules and possibly even dangerous, she slowly poured the dark matter from the dish onto the skin of her bare hand.

It felt cold and sticky but not unpleasant. After several large drops had fallen onto her skin she stopped and placed the dish back on her desk. Watching carefully for any reaction Caitlin stared at her hand for several minutes but as with all the previous test nothing happened. The black liquid just slowly dripped off her hand. The disappointment was finally too much and she wiped the remainder off herself and stormed out of her lab heading home.

Caitlin reached the reception area of the lab complex and, as usual the pretty blonde receptionist, Lisa, the closest person Caitlin had to a friend in the complex, was sitting at her desk. She was about to say goodbye when Caitlin suddenly felt dizzy, her vision briefly blurred. When it returned the receptionist was no longer sitting at her desk quietly typing but was bent over the desk, her clothes torn around her nubile body. A man sized beast with night black skin and a demon-like visage was viciously raping the girl from behind. More of the creatures stood around, watching and obscenely masturbating. The girl was screaming and begging for help as the demon cock mercilessly pounded into her cunt and claws raked across her pert breasts. Caitlin could barely take her eyes off the scene, she was transfixed but suddenly it dawned on her that she felt oddly exposed and looking down she found herself naked except for knee high black leather boots and a studded leather collar. For some reason this didn't bother her and neither did the awful scene in front of her. In fact she felt hornier than she ever had before. She dropped her hand between her legs and began masturbating to the scene, her hand slowly burying in her cunt, pleasure flooding her body as her friend was raped by the demonic monstrosity.

Then just as suddenly as the vision arrived, her vision blurred again and things returned to normal, Caitlin was again standing, dressed in her skirt and T-shirt, before the typing receptionist, no monsters in sight. The only hint of the terrifying hallucination a worrying dampness in Caitlin's panties.

"Caitlin, are you okay?" Lisa asked as Caitlin stared at her, her face going white.

"Fine, fine - - just a little tired." Caitlin managed to answer as she stumbled out the door, shocked and confused at what happened.

"Caitlin! Wait! What's wrong?" Lisa called after her but Caitlin ignored her, walking off into the night.

She slowly walked to her car thankful for the cool air which helped calm her. She couldn't explain that strange illusion, she knew she was tired and more than a little stressed with the day’s work but hallucinating was just so strange. And as for the bizarre things she had seen they sent a shiver down her spine, she thought she was a modern, liberated women but those images made her feel a little sick. Yet it had been her mind that had conjured them up and worst of all, a small part of her still found them strangely alluring.

As she drove home, confused and conflicted, she decided that the pressure of the dark matter experiments was obviously too much. Tomorrow she would get the other scientists in her team involved. She would let them deal with the problem, that would take the stress away and perhaps the Nobel prize too but her sanity seemed worth a lot more than some trophy – even the greatest in science.

Eventually she got back to her small house in the nearby town which housed the staff. Too tired to eat, let alone cook, she stripped, pulled on her silk pajamas and slipped into bed. Hoping desperately for a good night's sleep.

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But Caitlin didn't get a good night’s sleep. Each time she closed her eyes she kept seeing the same scene from earlier. Lisa, the monsters, the whole dreadful thing. Caitlin tried to forget it but she just couldn't.

Then after what seemed like hours she finally began to drift off as exhaustion overcame fear and disgust but as she began to dream new images filled her mind. The creatures from before and many more like them appeared. Different scenes played out in her minds but each had the same theme, the night black demons would terrorise, beat, murder, torture, rape and kill people and each time Caitlin would be looking on, apparently in charge and loving every minute. At times she would join in, forcing herself on women or letting the demons fuck her senseless.

All night the dreams continued, after the terrifying climax of each she would wake briefly and Caitlin would try to clear her mind, tears welling in her eyes but quickly she would soon fall asleep again, exhaustion catching her and the dreams would return.

Morning finally came and Caitlin awoke from her vision wracked slumber. The last set of dreams had been the most sickening. Caitlin herself had been joining the demons in their wicked acts, she'd forced girls to lick her out, tortured others who refused and sexually abused anyone who took her fancy. In the dream she'd had more powerful orgasms than she'd ever thought possibly, the awful acts she committed driving her wild.

Trying to clear her head she pulled herself out of bed shocked at what her mind had imagined. Then she collapsed back onto the bed in a fit of tears. She'd looked down and seen her silk panties and thighs were soaked with her juices, the orgasms had clearly not all been in the dream. Sobbing Caitlin begged to know what had happened to her, she had never thought about this kind of thing before, never had dreams like that and never got sexually excited at rape and torture.

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Eventually Caitlin had dragged herself to the bathroom, pulled off her pajama top and soaked silk panties, throwing them to the floor in disgust and got into the shower. The water, pouring down her body seemed to wash away the horrors of the night before. So she'd had horrible dreams, she thought, nightmares were hardly unusual. She'd go to work, hand over the project to someone else and then go see her doctor, see if he had something for stress. Maybe she would quit the lab and return to Kent like her mother wanted, perhaps take up teaching. Certainly nothing that would drive her mad anyway.

But as she thought about what to do the images from the dreams kept coming back to her. Filling her mind just as vividly as when she dreamt them. She tried to think of something else, anything, shake them off but as the warm water caressed her naked body her resolved crumbled and she let them fill her mind. She didn't know why but slowly she began to feel relaxed, strong, why should she try to banish her own thoughts after all? As her mind filled again with obscene imagery she let her hand slip down her flat stomach to rest just over her pussy.

Suddenly she stopped, shocked at herself. She very rarely masturbated, perhaps only a few times a year and she always thought of it as a disgusting habit. And now she was going to do it whilst thinking about those disgusting monsters. She again felt sick with herself.

She turned off the shower and began to get out when another image entered her mind, it was of herself and like in many of the dreams she was fucking one of the monsters. She wanted to stop herself, again tried to push the images from her mind but she couldn't and again her hand fell to her cunt, this time two fingers slipped inside whilst her thumb pressed hard against her already stiffening clit.

The nerdy yet beautiful scientist moaned as she penetrated herself, she'd never felt so horny in her whole life and with her thumb still rubbing her clit she began to thrust her fingers in and out of her cunt, squelching noises echoing off the tiled walls of the shower.

Caitlin began moaning, a deep throaty groan and thrusting her pussy down onto her two fingers. They were quickly joined by two more, something she had never done before but needed desperately now. With her spare hand she began caressing her large, wet breasts but this still was not enough and so with one swift movement she pushed her thumb into her cunt too. This allowed her whole hand into herself and with her next thrust she let her entire fist into her pussy which elicited a delighted cried and a shudder of pleasure.

"Yes! Yes! I'm a fucking slut! So fucking dirty!" She cried, pleasure at her own ministrations and delight at her dark release mixing to excite her beyond anything she had ever felt. Words she never imagined using about herself felt perfect.

Wanting more she picked up a bottle of shampoo that sat by the shower and with an animal desire that shocked her - - though only for a moment - - she forcefully shoved it up her arse. She screamed at the pain of the invasion but none the less began thrusting the bottle in and out of her tight anus, savouring the feeling. Hours before she would have said anal sex sickened her but now it felt incredible.

She started groaning with each thrust of the bottle and as it entered her she would unclench the fist in her pussy, stretching out her fingers so that delightful pain would come from both her holes.

She could only kept this up for a few minutes and soon the sensations flooding her body sent her into the heights of orgasm and she collapsed on the shower floor, the bottle popping out of her arse, her breath coming in short, sharp pants and rivulets of sweat dripping off her body.

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After several minutes Caitlin pulled herself to her feet and got out the shower. She was still confused and a little worried about the dreams but the desires she now felt had made her realise that maybe she should just enjoy it, she'd never cum like that before and was determined to make it happen again.

She began to get dressed and was about to pull on her underwear and her plain skirt and top, the sort she always wore to work when her open wardrobe caught her eye. More specifically the little leather miniskirt she had bought some months before on a shopping trip Lisa had dragged her on. She had never really wanted to wear it and had been meaning to throw it away. But today she knew it was perfect. She grabbed it and pulled it on over her long, pale legs. She was about pull on her panties and bra as well when she giggled a little. No, she thought, no underwear today.

Caitlin now stood in front of her wardrobe, naked except for a tiny leather skirt, trying to decide what else to wear. Then she saw it, a tight, black vest top that Lisa had convinced to buy for a night out that never happened. She pulled the top on over her head and began searching for some shoes to wear. That was a much easier decision as she saw her leather, knee high boots straight away and quickly put them on. Now she only needed was a little make-up. But the little she had was no good she decided. So she emptied her drawers until she found what she was looking for, black lipstick, nail varnish and eyeliner. She's only used them at Halloween, for the dreadful party she'd been dragged to but now she wanted to use them all the time and quickly liberally applied them.

She checked herself out in the mirror and wondered why she'd never bothered to make herself look nice before, she was gorgeous and frankly had an amazing body. She thought she looked great dressed all in black, much of it leather and with black lips and nails feeling sexier than she ever had before and quietly hoping she would have another night of those dreams.

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By the time Caitlin got to work she'd calmed down a little and began to wonder if maybe she should go back home and change. But she was late enough as it was so she went on in.

She stormed into reception and was met by the surprised expression of Lisa. Caitlin just stared back at the girl, not believing that the bitch would dare look at someone far more intelligent and pretty than her like that. She got the sudden urge to grab the blonde bitch's head and stuff her face into her pussy, forcing the whore to lick her out but she stopped herself and stormed off towards her lab. Once Lisa was out of sight her thoughts seemed a little wrong again but such doubt only lasted until she met her next colleague whose stunned look made her want to tear his balls off.

As she walked though the complex she got more surprised looks at her appearance. Caitlin ignored most of them wondering why she hadn't realised how stupid and ugly most of the people in the complex were. She finally got to her lab after having to push her way through a bunch of ignorant and lazy interns standing around in the corridor. Most were as disgusting as the paid members of staff though one young brunette was very pretty and Caitlin slipped her hand up the girl's short, plaited skirt before tightly squeezing her pert and cotton panty clad butt. The girl had stared at her in astonishment but Caitlin had ignored her and continued on into her office.

She sat down at her work bench, pissed off at the idiot people that surrounded her and wondering whether she should call the brunette in and see how far she would go with her. But an increasingly quiet voice in the back of her head reminded her she wasn't a lesbian and shouldn't go around sexually assaulting junior staff.

She then noticed the sample container still full of dark matter and it clicked. The dark images and dreams, the horniness, the sudden way she looked at women and the hatred of other people had all started when she touched the dark matter. Clearly the dark matter had properties that science just couldn't explain, she felt like that should annoy her but it didn't. In fact all she wanted was more of the feelings now coursing through her and there seemed one simple way to get them.