||Cell Block B || -Offices & Labs-

[BurningWillows]

The doctors here in Eternal Peaks were spoiled. Not only did they get an entire floor to themselves with quarters and their own private offices, but down on Block B they were also treated with more offices and labs, courtesy of the facility. The semi long corridor holding the Amphitheater before the glass cells of Block B started (past a black locked door, only admitting those with key cards) held a number of other doors containing various labs or offices, designed for the doctors to do their work via experiments, surgeries, therapy, medical checks, and all else. Each doctor was assigned one room, be it a lab, or a small therapy office. These rooms were built specifically to work on or with patients, whereas the offices on the main floor were for doctors exclusively, to handle paperwork, reports and such.

No, it was down here all the real work got done. It was in these rooms that patients found their worst nightmares and doctors found they perfect results.

It was here the experiments and torture could commence.

Dr. Vera's office
Tags: Dr. Rupi Vera​

"Dr. Vera, did I do something wrong?" she asked, looking a little upset. This was not how she wanted her day, pulled from one stuffy room to another, and now being summoned for something she was sure angered her therapist. Akila was used to the office by now so she found her normal seat on the couch and waited for the oncoming lecture that was sure to slap her across the face the minute the doctor spoke up.

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rupinder "Rupi" Vera
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs: Therapist Office of Dr. Rupinder Vera
Tag: Akila Kassis. open.


[Arriving from Amphitheater, post #20]​

Rupi’s heels clicked loudly on the smooth floor as she and patient AK8866 walked to her office. A touchpad and a scan of her finger garnered them entry and she swept in to hold the door to allow her helper to enter before she shut it. She didn’t say anything yet, merely striding from the door to her desk, which she circled about and sat down in an elegant manner. She placed both her arms upon the desk, the hem of her lab coat falling away to reveal her slender wrists, each covered with silver bangles. Her expression matched that of Akila’s, upset and disappointed.

“Do you want to go back to Cell Block C?” She asked pointedly of the other woman. “Just say the word and I can arrange it for you, because you clearly don’t seem to want to be a part of my team.” Rupi said sternly, though her tone and crisp British accent was calm and reserved. Rupi never raised her voice when she was angry, but a patient woman could be far more dangerous than an impatient one.

“You were unprepared. You were undisciplined. You were lazy.” Rupi pointed out, her grey eyes fixated on the woman before her. Akila Kassis. One of the better patients in her opinion. Rupi was always happy whenever someone got the push to Cell Block A. Therefore, her frustration and disappointment were all the greater when they fell short of living up to the standard needed for the promotion there. “Are these the values we try to get you to espouse at Eternal Peaks? Your power is a wonderful and amazing thing, but not to be used in such a carefree fashion, to make up for your shortcomings. Ready yourself with paper and pen beforehand next time, or there won’t be a next time. Do you understand me?”

Rupi stared at her hard for a moment, letting her warning sink in, before she sighed and lowered her gaze, leaning back into her chair. She was tired and it had been a while since she was last…nourished. Usually one of the nurses volunteered for that service, but Rupi had no qualms about taking it from a patient. It would be a good reminder for AK8866 not to much about again. Looking up, she raised a hand and curled a finger at her. Come here.

 

[BurningWillows]

Therapist office of Dr. Rupi Vera
Tags: Dr. Rupi Vera​

She stood with her hands at her sides, taking the lecture like a child being scorned, head down so her eyes stared at the floor. That's how they wanted you here. Broken, submissive. Give them their wants, and Rupi found they could be much easier to work with. The fact she was even speaking of Cell Block C frightened her. She'd only ever been down once, and usually doctors demoted them one Block down, not two. Had she really upset the therapist that much.

"I'm sorry ma'am," she spoke in her fading arabic accent, her chocolate brown eyes looking up at Dr. Vera, "I'm normally assigned to the library for volunteer duties, not Orientation. It won't happen again."

She made a loud gulping sound as she waited to be dismissed, or punished. The latter seemed to be the pick, as Dr. Vera beckoned her closer, making the girl shudder. She knew Rupi Vera was a vampire, but like most of her patients she'd been sworn to secrecy through pain of death. Utter a word, find yourself dead in your cell by morning. Her patients, including Akila knew better than to tempt that fate.

She stepped up to the desk but did not walk around, leaving the wooden furniture piece between them as if it would protect her, "Please ma'am. I am really sorry. I don't want to do this."

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rupinder "Rupi" Vera
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs: Therapist Office of Dr. Rupinder Vera
Tag: Akila Kassis. open.
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Patient AK8866, Akila Kassis, was afraid. That was good. A stupid patient might have argued the insignificance of Rupi’s chiding but the one before her was certainly not idiotic. There was a flutter of excitement in Rupi’s chest as the young woman before her stepped to the desk and did not come around. Very afraid indeed. It caused the corner of her own dark lips to quirk into a smile.

“So you say, but your current conduct doesn’t show to me that you appear to be truly sorry. You’ll have to…give up more than that if you wish to truly make amends. You do know what that means, do you not?” Rupi reminded Akila sternly. The girl had nothing in her current situation to call her own, except perhaps the goodwill of the doctors, such as Rupi. And if she wanted to keep the adequate meal servings, access to the showers, and freedom of the various Institution floors, she would do well to harken to Rupi’s demands and desires. But it was justifiable to be scared. What Rupi desired was never pleasant, but compared to some of what the other doctors took from their patients, it was quite modest in her own opinion.

In one swift movement, graceful and steady, Rupi lurched to her feet, one hand tracing along her desk as she strode around it and came next to Akila. Soon her firm hands were on the other woman’s shoulders, twisting her steadily about to face away from Rupi as the caramel skinned vampire moved behind her. The front of her slender body nudged into the back of Akila, curves and a toned definition evident beneath the lab coat.

“You know the consequence,” Rupi whispered into the other woman’s ear, “resist me and it’ll hurt more. Submit, and it’ll only be unpleasant. Are you going to fight me on this, patient AK8866?” Rupi inquired, using a hand to begin brushing some of the woman’s dark hair to one side of her neck, exposing the soft flesh of Akila’s neck to Rupi’s sight and gaze. And it was a very hungry and feral gaze.

 

[BurningWillows]

Therapist office of Dr. Rupi Vera
Tags: Dr. Rupi Vera
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Akila shivered under the powerful woman's gaze. Of course she knew what the vampire was getting at, not that it would make her stomach coil any less. She didn't want to be bite, or even have this woman's hands on her but to complain or deny Dr. Vera would be dangerous. Very dangerous indeed. Instead she squeezed her eyes shut and froze, her ears pounding with every breath and word off Dr. Vera's tongue.

"N-no ma'am," her voice shook, her hands balled in fists as she fought every instinct to flee for the door. The doctors hear never took kindly to patients denying them of their pleasures, or refusing an order. Akila had learned this the hard way many times, and she did not want to get demoted. A few drops of blood could be spilt if it meant she could return to her cell in Block A.

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rupinder "Rupi" Vera
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs: Therapist Office of Dr. Rupinder Vera
Tag: Akila Kassis. open.
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“Good. Very good.” Rupi replied to Akila’s submission, lowering her face onto the other woman’s bare shoulder and neck. She took a moment to drink in the scent and texture of Akila’s skin, her closed lips tracing from the ball of her shoulder right to the slender curve of her neck. Rupi felt she could almost taste the fragrance of sweet blood off the flesh. Moving her hands down Akila’s arms, Rupi opened her small mouth to reveal two sharp molars, white and grim. Without warning, she sank them right down on Akila’s neck, where it curved down to her shoulder.

There was a brief moment of resistance before Rupi’s teeth penetrated the flesh and sank into her bloodstream. Her mouth exploded with the metallic flush of blood poured in. Rupi almost staggered with the burst of pleasure that struck her body as the ruby liquid began to flow into her body, reinvigorating her. Her limbs felt heavy with energy. Her heart rate began to skip. Her legs felt wobbly. For a long moment, she merely suckled and slurped at the fresh wound in Akila’s shoulder. Her hands moved down the other woman’s arms as well, before moving off to rest on the woman’s sides, just above her hips.

For a half minute, thirty slow heartbeats, Rupi kept her teeth embedded in the other woman, occasional sounds of slurping and a soft, throaty moan emitting from the olive skinned lady behind her. Her slender body even pressed forward as if grasped by intense pleasure, rubbing against Akila’s backside. How long would Rupi linger? How much would she drink? Sometimes she drained her patients of so much blood they would be exhausted and weak for days after. Sometimes she took only a few gulps.

But with Akila, there was something...intriguing about her blood. The genie woman certainly had something special about her, which is probably why Rupi intended to use fear and discipline to keep her under her wing.

 

[BurningWillows]

Therapist office of Dr. Rupi Vera
Tags: Dr. Rupi Vera
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Akila let out the softest of whimpers as the teeth broke her skin, the sharp pinch of fangs, and then the dull pain as they remained embedded, like a thick needle poking at her muscles, making her sore. There was nothing the young girl could do but hold herself together, repeating over and over in her head not to react, not to panic. If she did, she'd only entice the vampire further. Akila only knew little bits about her powers, but she was certain she did not have the strength to fit off the gorgeous vampire grinding into her from behind, enjoying the taste of Akila all too much.

"Please don't kill me," her voice was a whisper of a breath, almost a silent prayer that Dr. Vera would cease her drinking and leave Akila alive. The Egyptian woman had heard all the rumors of those who had died at the hands of the therapist, her insatiable thirst draining every last drop until their hearts stopped beating. Whether it was fact or fairy tale, the fear remained: this woman could kill her here and now over a trifle notebook and no one would bat an eye.

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rupinder "Rupi" Vera
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs: Therapist Office of Dr. Rupinder Vera
Tag: Akila Kassis. open.
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Rupi’s grey eyes flickered open when she heard the Egyptian girl’s pitiful plea. Of course Rupi wouldn’t kill her. The last thing she needed was to explain to Dr. Funer why another patient was dead. She was not like Rufio Arellano, who took immense pleasure in reporting such fatalities. Rupi was about efficiency, not producing useless wastage. Yet still, she found it difficult to muster up the effort to pull away from Akila. Delicious, nourishing blood flooded into her mouth and coursed through her veins. Rupi could feel her body tingling with sensational excitement and brimming with vitality.

After a full minute had elapsed, Rupi threw her head back with a hearty sigh of relief, yanking her sharp teeth from their incisions into Akila’s neck. A few droplets of blood clung to her molars and dripped from her open mouth, splattering the collar of her lab coat. But Rupi did not care. Still grasping Akila around her waist, she panted as if coming down from a powerful climax. After another minute of relishing the powerful feeling of satisifcation, Rupi twisted Akila around to face her.

She raised a hand to the other woman’s cheek, brushing it for a moment with a smile. “You are forgiven, patient AK8866. Do not forget what we discussed.” Rupi promptly informed the woman, before patting her cheek tenderly and striding back behind her desk. She opened a top drawer and retrieved a small jar of ointment. They might experiment on how to inflict agony upon their patients. They also knew how to heal and cover up such wounds, if necessary. It was for Rupinder Vera, for her secret of being a vampire was not widely known and nor did she want it to get out. That meant covering up evidence.

“Apply it to your neck.” Rupi instructed Akila as she sat down, smoothing out her skirt in a typical fashion then crossing one formidable thigh over the other. “Then you are dismissed. Be sure to collect those reports from Dr. Arellano at the end of the day.”

 

[BurningWillows]

Therapist office of Dr. Rupi Vera
Tags: Dr. Rupi Vera
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An all too audible sigh of relief escaped her pink lips as Dr. Vera withdrew, although her hold did not relinquish as well. But by satisfying the doctor, Akila had saved herself from the cold, hard cells in Block C, and she held on to that thought, trying not to think what she had just consented to. With a whirl she spun, only to be patted on the cheek as her skin flushed with embarrassment. Akila had never been so close to another woman's face before, the girl was indeed only attracted to males. But she could see Dr. Vera was not, or at least she considered women too.

"Thank you," she got out, taking the cream and applying it as she winced, the two small incisions stinging. Then she got to watch in awe as her skin closed around the wound and suddenly the bite vanished, never to have existed on her skin.

"I'll bring you the reports in the morning ma'am. I'll excuse myself now. Thank you for the cream ma'am."

It was what they wanted to here. Good, complaint, thankful patients, easy to bend and break. While many fought to contain their dignity or pride, Akila had learned that there really was none in this institute, and holding on to a notion of gaining someone would only end with death. Bolting from the office, Akila beelined for the elevator doors, wanting the sanctuary of her small cell room. She felt gross and violated by Dr. Vera, but more so she was embarrassed in her own actions, in how eacy she had been to manipulate and agree. With a heavy sigh she slipped into the elevators, content to hide in her cell until she was to go collect the physcial exams.

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rupinder "Rupi" Vera
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs: Therapist Office of Dr. Rupinder Vera
Tag: Akila Kassis. open.
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Rupi said or did nothing as AK8866 applied the cream to the incisions on her neck, her piercing and keen eyes merely regarding Akila with cool observation. There was not a trace of disdain or sympathy in Rupi’s guarded expression. Merely curiosity, as if Akila was some intriguing book or video to be watched. When Akila finished applying the ointment to herself, Rupi simply waved her hand in dismissal to the woman’s final remarks and thanks and watched her leave. When she was gone, Rupi spent a minute reflecting on the scene, thinking on both Akila’s behavior and her own.

Akila had been obedient and uncomplaining. Truly the ideal patient, in the eyes of many here. As for Rupinder, the small tinge of guilt she may have felt for taking advantage of so impoverished and unwilling individual was far overwhelmed by the need and justification of blood and nourishment. Without it, she could not survive. And it was too dangerous to seek out a source in the greater world. Here, her actions could be controlled and measured. And if need by, increased to far greater extent.

Speaking of which, there was a certain patient Rupi felt the need to conduct a psych evaluation on. Like Dr. Arellano, she too had to make her rounds with the new patients, but hers was a matter of examination and mental questioning rather than of a physical nature such as Rufio’s. With another kick in her heartbeat, Rupi smiled and flicked on her monitor. It took her only a fraction of a minute to bring up the case files on each new patient, print them off, and attach them to a simple clipboard before she stood and rose. Without further delay, she marched out of her office not soon after Akila had departed and went to visit patient NS3456 in her cell, B-3.

[Departing to Cell Block B]​

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rufio Arellano
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs
Tag: Nysali, open.

[Arriving from Cell Block B – post #92]
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They moved through the doors, Rufio’s pace never letting up as he dragged Nysa to his personal office. It was about the size of two cells, with a desk in the center. On one side were various bookshelves and cabinets, chalked full of medical literature, while the other side had a small lounge, three couches positioned around a coffee table. There was a liquor cabinet and a coffee machine, as well as a small safe for…toys and tools. For patients like Nysa.

He heaved her inside and shut the door with a kick, grinning at her all the time. He quickly came down on her without warning, driving her into the desk and forcing her to face him. He promptly threw his arms around her, groping her rear, as he pressed his lips to hers. And tasted what was left of Jinx’s orgasm. “Quite divine indeed.” He remarked as he pulled back, moving away from her and sitting down at his desk, reclining in the leather seat. He put his hands behind his head and regarded her with the usual cruel smirk.

“Make me a drink. And lose the clothes.” He simply ordered, while reaching down to the top drawer of his desk where he kept a handy gag ready for Nysa and only Nysa. He knew the power of her voice and he would not give her the chance to use it on him while they were here.

 

[BurningWillows]

Rufio Arellano's Office
Tags: Dr. Arellano​

Nysa wasn't surprised when he grabbed her roughly, his mouth slapping to hers. Now that there were no cameras, this man could do as he pleased to her. And he often did. And worse when she fought back, when she really was unwilling it only turned him on more. He loved to see her fight, and often she ended up tied to something. In most scenarios being tied and gagged would turn her on like no other. The siren loved a little BDSM, but that wasn't Dr. Arellano's angle. He wasn't being kinky. Just a jerk.

"Doesn't she?" She added venom to her sticky sweet voice as he released her, watching him walk to his desk and take a seat, ordering her about.

If she fought him she'd be beaten and then raped, not to mention those horrid inventions he had. The mask...that orgasm stopper...she didn't want either of them. But they would come anyways. Whether she fought him or not, he'd punish her afterwards. The only choice Nysa had was whether or not he punished her now as well, or if she'd behave.

Hes horny. He wants sex. Give that to him Nysa and he may let you off the hook. No he won't. Well maybe. He wants to deny my pleasure. Then use your body to hypnotize him idiot, you can do that. Make it impossible for him to stop.

She knew where the mini bar was. She'd been inside his office enough times to trace the path to it, finding a glass, ice and some scotch. Pouring him his drink, she turned and waltz back to him, letting her hips sway deductively. She had never tried to be willing for this man, or even faked it. Nysa wasn't sure she even could, knowing her revolted her. But she was in enough trouble to be put in that damn torture rack for a week. She needed to try.

"Here's your drink," she purred, oozing sex and confidence as she stepped back. For the second time in front of him she slowly tugged her shirt off, letting her perfect breasts bounce. This time though she tossed her short down and then thumbed her waist band. With one quick movement she pulled her sweat pants down to her ankles and stepped out, now purely naked. And gorgoeus. Every inch of her looked modelled by an artist, without flaw.

"Is this what you want Arellano?" She purred in a husky whisper, her hands moving to cup her breasts, "and this?"

One hand lowered to her sex, stroking and fondling it in front of him. Alluring him. She'd trap him, even without her voice if necessary.

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rufio Arellano
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs
Tag: Nysali, open.
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Rufio merely smirked at Nysali. He wasn’t bothered by the iciness of her tone or the lack of interest in her engaging in sexual relations with him. She didn’t have a choice. He had enjoyed her so many times already she ought to be used to his demands. Of course, it was never the same with him. The first time he had fucked her flatly, suspecting she had employed her voice to get him to simply get it over with. The second time he gagged her and enjoyed her much longer. The third time, he began to tie her up in new and creative ways. Sometimes he spanked her roughly, just beneath her rear, so that whenever she sat she would be reminded of his hard hand, being bent over his knee on the couch. Once, when she was gagged, he fitted her with a collar and leash and made her crawl around the entire level. That had been in the middle of the night though, so there had been very few eyes to see her in such a humiliating position.

Rufio practically liked showing her off in front of other patients as a good pet, knowing it would earn Nysa their ire for being such a pet of the doctors.

His favorite was what he called the gynecologist chair, where he sat her on the edge of his desk, legs spread and dangling above her as they were suspended by ropes from the ceiling, with her hands tied behind her back. With chained clamps on her breasts, he liked to pull them and force her torso upwards, almost causing her to be propelled an inch off the desk surface, as he pounded her ruthlessly over and over again. He thought about something similar, but decided to introduce something new. It was waiting just in the other room, a delicious little device.

“Thank you, girl.” Rufio replied, taking the cup and in one go, throwing it back in a single gulp. The cup, with the ice cubes still clattering, was set heavily on the end of the desk as he looked up to her, undressing. It was a sight that never got old. As she pulled off her top and wiggled out of her pants, Rufio’s hand moved underneath the desk. Not in that fashion, as one might think. Slowly he slid open the top drawer and pulled out the mouth gag, kept so conveniently close at hand for her. He remained passive and relaxed in his chair by all appearances, watching with a smile as she strutted over to him and began to fondle herself, edging him on. Oh how he felt the desire to just have her to his heart’s content. It would be so ravishing, so divine. A quick little bout, until they were both spent…

No, that was her powers working. Without warning, Rufio shot to his feet and launched his hand right into Nysa’s face. Her nose would come between his thumb and finger, his palm covering her mouth. With a great heave he slammed her roughly down on his desk, rattling the papers and other oddities he had on it. Blocking her mouth, she couldn’t talk to him. Only watch, as he leaned over her with a smile.

“It’s Doctor Arellano to you, slut. You best remember that.” He sneered down at her, his other hand revealing the gag and strap. It was an open ring gag too, so he could fuck her mouth later after he enjoyed her other orifices. “But you’re right. It is what I want. I know it’s what you want as well. Your body could never really resist, no matter what poison dripped from your whore mouth. But I have a little surprise for you.” Rufio snickered. He promptly let go of his choking grip on her face, but only to raise his elbow and jab it hard into her abdomen. She would have to open her mouth to scream or cry out at the blow and when she did, his hand quickly snapped up to force the gag into her mouth.

He was much stronger than her. Getting the gag in was easy, forcing her mouth ajar as the uncomfortable metal ring forced her jaw open. He reached behind her head to connect the straps, uncaring if strands of her hair were painfully caught in the lock. Rufio was quick and efficient, never giving her time to react. He quickly rolled her over, twisting her arms back. With a single palm, he pinned both her wrists to the small of her back and used his other to dig through his drawer again. Out came a length of black silk. No cuffs for Nysa. Very firmly he tied both her wrists together and once she was secure, he pulled her back to her feet by her hair, holding her up as he smiled at her.

“Comfortable? What’s that? I can’t hear you.” He cruelly teased. “So what shall we do first? Nod if you hear something that pleases you. Hmm let’s see. These nipples look like they could be clamped. Or maybe we can see how many ice cubes we can plug your whore cunt with?” Rufio mused, picking up his empty cup to his mouth, letting an ice cube slid in. He then upended the rest right over her chest, the cold blocks of ice sliding over her breasts. “Or should I just fuck you? In every hole? Well, what should I do Nysa?” He demanded, shaking her body by her hair.

 

[BurningWillows]

Rufio's Office
Tag: Dr. Arellano​

Why did he always have to be so vulgar? And rough? And not the nice rough Nysa loved, but the harsh cruel rough as he pinned her and gagged her, sliding that awful metal ring into her mouth. She hated this gag, as it always stretched her jaw and made it ache for hours afterwards. She didn't mind the bound wrists though...that one was almost a bonus for her.

As he brought her to her feet, Dr. Arellano teased her with his options, knowing she couldn't say a word with the gag. She could moan and grunt, but with the ring in she wouldn't be able to form words. Instead she just stared at him, knowing he probably already had an idea in mind. If any ideas came to mind for her, it was the contraption he had used on her once before, something he had called at the time the gynecologist chair. It had held her ankles straight up while keeping her arms bound and nipples clamped, and she'd never admit it to him...but she had loved it. Nysa would have, of course, enjoyed it more with someone other than the sadistic doctor, but as sexual romps go, it wasn't terrible.

As he listed things off, she like his idea of the ice cubes...not that she'd let him know. She wasn't about to willingly offer her consent to something. Instead she just stared at him as he shook her, knowing he'd probably choose all three in the end.

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rufio Arellano
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs
Tag: Nysali, open.
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“Or should we play race horse?” Rufio mused with a smile. That was a fun one. He bent Nysa over, stuck his cock into her pussy, then made her bounce her hips back and forth on it while he stayed still. She was the horse, he was the rider. And if she dropped to a pace he deemed too slow, he used a riding crop to lash her ass over and over again until she got to a speed he liked. “What? Nothing to say?” He asked Nysa, grinning as he shook her some more by her hair. He gave her a light slap on her cheek. “Well relax, because we’re…doing neither!”

He kicked her feet out from under her, letting her fall to the carpet beneath as he snickered and strode away into an adjourning room. A storage room, full of medical supplies, drugs, and various other commodities. Also a rack, in the shape of a Y, made of firm red leather. It was inverted, meaning the patient’s legs would be suspended towards the ceiling while her head dangled towards the ground, her body upside down. There were various wires attached to biosensor patches. They would create stimuli for the patient, while also recording certain biological information. There was also two large phallus, smooth and domed, between where the Y separated. It was obvious where they would go.

Rufio rolled the rack into his office and straightened it out flatly, patting the leather loudly as he walked over to Nysa. He grabbed her by her hair, yanking her to her feet, before crouching and grabbing her around her hip. With a heave, he threw the siren over his broad shoulder, turning to carry her over to the rack. “You’ll enjoy this. Absolute pleasure. Something you would appreciate, ya slut.” He sneered, reaching up to grab Nysa’s body off his shoulder and slam her down on the rack leather. He reached around her, strapping her down. One around her neck, another beneath her breasts, one around each thigh and ankle. Then he began to stick the various patches onto her flesh. One on each breast, covering the nipple. Another on her abdomen and on each thigh, merely to create a caressing sensation.

Then came his favorite part. He forced the two dildos into each of her holes, a wire protruding from their end. Beneath the rack was a whole computer system, which monitored her biosigns and sent the information to his tablet. “Don’t worry, it’s smaller than me.” Rufio remarked as he pushed each phallus into her holes, front and back. Then he adjusted the rack, causing it to abruptly jerk upwards, with her feet pointed at the ceiling and her head on level with his knees. He was standing above her head, peering down at her with his groin just above her face as well.

He reached down and forced the gag out of her mouth for a moment, a tight strain. “Anything to say?” Rufio inquired. The moment he felt a sudden desire to fuck her, he knew she was employing her siren voice. He would silence her at once if she tried.

 

[BurningWillows]

Rufio's office
Tags: Rufio​

Ow! Dick.

He gracelessly dropped her on the interesting Y shaped board, and some part of her knew she wasn't going to like this as much as she hoped she would. As he strapped her in she waited nervously, then let out a rather happy groan as he shoved the dildos inside of her. Fuck yes. Double penetration. How does he think this will upset me? God, that feels good.

Her eyes closed as she took both dildos in completely, her body already heating up in arousal from it. Then he moved towards her face and her eyes popped open, getting a good view of her crotch. She knew better than to use her powers now. She wouldn't need to anyways. It would be hard for him to watch her receive pleasure and get none himself. Her cum was as alluring as her voice, the smell sweet like nectar, alike her blood. And once he started pleasuring himself over seeing her pleasure, well then she'd have her hooks in him and the control would change tables.

"Only one question," she asked, trying to look up to his face, "Why are your pants still on? Aren't you going to stuff...all my holes? Yet here I am, with a mouth void of cock. I mean, I know you think your a tad small baby, but even you should be big enough to shut me up for a bit."

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rufio Arellano
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs
Tag: Nysali, open.
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Small? Oh she was only digging her grave deeper with that. She knew exactly how big Rufio was and it was enough to make her scream in pleasure. “Do you honestly think you’ll get it that easy? You haven’t even asked me nicely. But after this, I think you will. Okay, enough talk now little cutie. It’s time to play.” Rufio commented, moving to take the gag back in her mouth. If she shut her lips, he would merely start jabbing her stomach very hard until he managed to wring a gasp or a cry of pain out of her. Then once the gag was fitted in, he gave her cheek a little pat and strode to his desk.

Picking up his tablet, he found the application for the rack and connected to it, causing it to emit a low whining sound as it started up. Abruptly, Nysa would feel everything start to affect her at once. The phallus in her rear would begin to pump furiously in small thrusts. The one in her sweet smelling cunt would vibrate. The patches on her breasts would begin to tickle her nipples, causing a soft suckling sensation on each. And the ones on her stomach and thighs would feel as if many hands were running up and down them, very tenderly.

And Rufio could not only see everything, but know from the tablet what exactly was going on. Her heart rate, pupil dilation, body temperature, stress levels, even the moistness in her pussy (which was being collected within the phallus through small membranes). The entire rack was geared to pleasuring her insatiably. Rufio grinned as he came to stand once more over Nysa, her head between his legs, only inches beneath his groin.

“Let’s see…” He mused, as the readouts began to blink more rapidly. She was growing near. Very near. And once she reached a certain threshold…the machine abruptly stopped. Both phalluses were withdrawn without completing their pleasure. The patches on her flesh turned off. Everything…stopped. Right when she would be on the edge. And without any further stimuli….

Rufio merely watched, the minutes ticking off…

 

[BurningWillows]

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Nysali let out a large moan as the machine started, her body lurching into pleasure. In seconds she was on an all time high, unable to deny her moans as she was sent closer and closer to orgasm. And then it all stopped, everything just...stopped. Nysa let out a growl of frustration, her body so close and yet she would not receive any release.

She couldn't even say anything with the ring. All she could do was make noises with her throat, annoyed that he was teasing her.

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rufio Arellano
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs
Tag: Nysali, open.
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Her moans were like music. They filled his ears, embedding themselves in his mind. Rufio could not deny it was one of the most sensual scenes he had ever seen. The siren had a body made for sex. Her mind was geared for sex. Everything about her just screamed sex. And so did this rack. They were made for each other, it seemed. Only, the rack wasn’t meant to serve her purpose. It was meant to serve Rufio’s. When Nysa began to get annoyed, he merely smiled and grinned down at her.

“What’s the matter?” He asked, reaching down to lightly slap her face. “You want more? You’re going to have ask, Nysa. I can’t hear you.” He mocked, pinching her nose and shaking her face before letting up. “I think I could use another drink.” Rufio simply remarked. For several minutes, he left Nysa to dangle as he poured another scotch on the rocks, checking the tablet. Her biosigns had all but returned to normal by now. He strode back and reinserted the phalluses into her body and with the tap of a button, got her started again.

And again, the machine denied her when her signs reached a certain threshold and again, Rufio mocked her, never pulling out her gag but always acting as if she didn’t want to finish. “No? No orgasm for Nysa today? The slut must be sick or something.” He insulted with a laugh, pinching her cheeks or giving her light, playful slaps. Then he started her again and again, always being denied just moments before she would attain her climax.

Finally, after the sixth round, a full hour since they started, Rufio finally pulled the ring gag out of her mouth again. “Having fun?” He inquired with a tilt of his head. “You’re just a hot mess. Look, you’re leaking.” Rufio pointed out, reaching to her thigh to dab some of his fingertips with her juices. One finger he promptly stuck in his mouth before her face, licking it clean. The other he brought before her lips, offering her a taste. “Is there something you’d like to say to Dr. Arellano?”

 

[BurningWillows]

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Tags: Rufio
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This was pure torture. And not the kind Nysa liked either. Every damn time he was denying her the one thing she wanted, the one thing she craved by the end of each round. He tease and mocked her, having no idea it only turned her on more when he slapped her lightly, her body begging for release and never finding any. By the end of the first hour Nysali was a mess, her divine body beaded with sweat as her chest heaved, her breath shallow and her heart beat thudding, not sure how she could withstand another round.

And finally he released the gag, her jaw popping as she closed her mouth, letting her sore face rest for a mere second before smiling up to him, her lies falling off her tongue with ease, "Of course I'm having fun baby. While you play with your little tablet, I'm getting fucked on both ends. What more could a girl ask for? Oh wait...an orgasm."

Her voice flattened at the last word, her eyes turning cold as she clamped her mouth shut, glaring at him. She wouldn't beg for him, never would she cave to his demands just to fill his need. Even when hers was too great.

"What do you want me to say Dr. Arellano? That I need you? Want you? Crave you? Want me to bat my big doe eyes and say pwetty pwease bwabe..." she mocked, "I'm not some slut you can break. I'll go all night if you like. You can just sit around with your tablet while I enjoy all this fun."

Then her tongue snaked out and licked his finger quickly, swallowing her own juices before he could pull away and letting out a groan, "Oh god, is that how I taste? No wonder men crave me once they get a lick. All it takes is one taste. And then the hunger sets in, and the cravings, until all you can think about is plunging her face into my sex and eating all...that...pussy."

She purred the words, staring directly into his eyes. Challenging him to disagree with her nature, disagree with the being he had strapped on his little toy, the being that embodied sex.

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rufio Arellano
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs
Tag: Nysali, open.
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Nysa’s final words resonated powerfully in Rufio’s mind, his eyes widening with some strange realization as he gazed down at her. Yes, he did wonder about plunging his face down there, tasting her on his lips. She had been enduing stimuli without end, meaning her juices were probably thick and their juiciest. Who else would endure such a treat from the siren? God, he wanted to do, the aftertaste of sucking his finger with her juices making itself known like a whining drone in his body. He felt as if he didn’t stick his tongue into her pussy, his mouth would catch fire from the incessant burning. He needed to…

No!

With a sudden fierce glare, Rufio reached back and slapped her as hard as he could. Savagely, enough to leave a bright red mark on her cheek. Then he grabbed her jaw, coming around to stand by her shoulder so he could sneer down at her. His fingers squeezed her cheeks, forcing her mouth into a tight circle. “Is that a challenge?” He simply asked, smiling as his face resumed a calm expression. “Even you understand the difference between fun and wastage. Nothing about this has been fun for you, so don’t even lie whore. I spent months studying you. I know you. Everything about you. And I think…you’ll break.” He smirked widely, releasing her jaw and giving her a light slap on her cheek, where he had struck her fiercely before.

“So shall we go again? I got all night and I can go all night with this, as can you. So let’s put that to the test.” He fitted the gag back into her mouth and stepped back. After preparing her again, the phalluses in her holes, he started up the machine again. He went and poured himself another drink, observing her with a cool expression. Yes, he himself was aroused and perhaps just as horny as Nysa was. But Rufio knew he was in complete control here. She wasn’t going anywhere until he was satisfied. He recalled Rupinder Vera saying something about needing Nysa after, but that didn’t matter. She could wait. Nysa was his until midnight, though doctors usually released their helpers around evening. Rufio would use them until the last possible second.

He watched as Nysa’s vitals shot towards climax, climbing faster each time as her body was warmed by the last session. It only meant she would be denied much earlier and much faster than before, the machine shutting itself down and yanking the phalluses from her in blunt denial of her pleasure. After this next session had passed, Rufio came over once more and unfitted the gag from her mouth. “Well?” He merely asked this time, his hand around her jaw, ready to squeeze if he sensed any more of that insatiable desire to fuck her. He might be a sadistic bastard, but he wasn’t stupid. He wasn’t weak. And he wasn’t undisciplined. He didn’t get to where he was by being all those things.

 

[BurningWillows]

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Tags: Rufio
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And there it was. The hate slipped right back into her as he slapped her hard enough that her cheek stung. Too hard for her to enjoy. She would have growled at the pain but the gag slipped right back on, and the machine started up once more. As hard as she wished she could fight it and be angry her body denied her the satisfaction of denying Rufio his torture, instead growing wet and aroused once more. Internally she groaned and chided herself for being too easily manipulated, knowing at this rate Rufio would win. She'd break at some point, needing that release.

And if she broke...well it was all over then. She had held on to her resolve for years, being the only one it seemed who could. It infuriated some of the doctors but she cared less. If they broke her, than she'd be dead. She'd break and fade until she was useless to them. As long as she remained strong, they couldn't kill her.

Still, at this rate she'd break by the end of the night. There was no ifs or buts about it. Nysa could only see one way to save herself. To bend to him...just this once. But don't break. Bend, don't break.

When he pulled the gag this time she kept her eyes closed, so her couldn't see the pain of being denied again as she choked it out, her mouth sore from the gag, "You win Rufio. What do you want from me? I can't play this game anymore...I can't."

She loathed what she was about to say next...

Her stomach churned as she opened her mouth, but this time a softer, sensual voice came out, wanting. Needy.

"I need release. Please. God don't make me go through it again. Pleasure me Rufio...please...pleasure me."

She wanted to gag. Why was she consenting to him? Because he had found her weakest point. He had studied her and realized the one thing she couldn't go without, and now he was extorting her, torturing her till she had to consent to him, or else she'd break completely. And Nysa would rather fuck him then become an empty shell of herself like she had seen many patients become.

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rufio Arellano
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs
Tag: Nysali, open.
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Recording started.

Rufio’s lips crept into the most satisfied smile when Nysa admitted his triumph. She couldn’t play anymore. She didn’t want to play anymore. He watched as she forced herself to confess her desire for release, begging him to pleasure her. There it was again. The voice. Rufio’s smile vanished as his face went passive, his mind churning as he considered this. Yes, she had suffered enough. A full hour of this? Brought up to a high then forcefully brought down, never getting what she truly desired. She was flustered, he could see that. And he was starting to pity her. She needed this. She deserved this. He should be kind and give it to her. She had asked ever so nicely. And he did not doubt that after being warmed up so much, she would be quite sweet to the taste…

No, not again.

His hand jerked and closed around her cheeks and jaw, silencing her as he leaned down again with a glare. “You’re lying.” He outright declared. “I can see your games. You’re going to have to do better than that. I think…one more round should do it. And this time, we’ll keep this pretty mouth of yours open.” Rufio decided. He was sure while she was being pleasured, she would be too distracted to employ her voice on him. Right? Right? “Enjoy yourself this time.” He stated, releasing her jaw to pat her cheek. Then, after reattaching certain parts of the device into her body, he strode back to his desk and started the entire ordeal over again. He snickered as he watched and listened to her, her mouth no longer gagged for this particular session.

Yet even without her voice, even he was becoming desirous. As her biosigns neared the threshold of a climax, he was undressing a little. His vest and shirt were removed and folded neatly on his desk, revealing a tight undershirt and bare arms that were toned and muscular. His belt was unbuckled, his shoes kicked off and his pants lowered. Soon he was as naked as Nysa was, no less formidable or handsome in his physique. He had firm lean muscles, good, broad shoulders, and a very generous asset before him, erect and long. He strode back over her, letting her see the instrument of his future delight with her.

He said nothing when the machine shut itself down again, denying her yet another orgasm. Yet Rufio released her from her straps, allowing her to roll off the rack. Her arms were still bound behind her back with the silk scarf, preventing her from doing anything to her body to give herself the little edge of pleasure to climax. Rufio, grabbing her hair, dragged her to the desk where he once more laid her out, moving to stand before her as she lay across its smooth, cold wooden surface. He said nothing, merely smirking as he gazed at her from head to toe. Where should he begin?

“Don’t speak. You talk, I slap you. All I want to hear is your music.” Rufio told her, coming to stand before her face, his manhood hovering just an inch above her, bristling with vitality and veins while its bulbous head glistened in the light of his office.

 

[BurningWillows]

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Tags: Rufio
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She hadn't meant for her voice to drip out. She hadn't realized she was even doing it till he was pinching her cheeks with one hand again, closing over her mouth. He looked angry and flustered, but he had forgotten to hide the want behind his eyes, that delicious want for her body that was budding inside of him even as he tried to snuff it out. She had indeed gotten to him, in a miniscule way, but it was enough to build on. As he started the evil contraption again she was granted no gag, allowed to relax her jaw if she wished. Her arms ached behind her back, her legs shook with numbness from the position she was in, and she was dizzy from the blood rushing to her head. But she ignored all that, tilting her head back as far as it would go and focusing solely on the pleasure. Nysa focused until it was all she could feel, let her walls down as her body betrayed her yet again and this time she accepted it.

It started as a soft whine, then turned into a long moan. As her pleasure climbed, Nysali let her voice go, moaning and groaning at the desire growing within her. If he was trying to fight her control a few minutes ago from a slip out, she couldn't imagine how Dr. Arellano was feeling at the very moment, her angelic voice moaning for only his ears to hear. He should have left the gag on; it had protected him.

All too quickly the machine shut down again and her moans of pleasure became growls of annoyance as once again she was denied. This time though Rufio didn't start it back up, instead he strolled over and let her loose. Only then did she noticed his lack of clothing, his well hung member swaying like a flag between his legs, ready with need. Looks like he finally caved to my voice. Although I have no control over him here. I simply made him want me.

That thought was nipped when his hands dug into her head and dragged her up, receiving a tiny hurt squeak from the siren. She was roughly pushed onto the desk, her back once more sandwiching her arms between something else as she lay on the cold desk. Nysa did nothing but watched as he stepped up near her head, his cock waving just inches from her mouth.

"Slap me?" she asked in a husky tone, batting her lashes up at him, "With your hand sir, or your cock? Because I don't think neither can hit all that hard."

She tensed then, waiting for the oncoming slap, knowing she had directly ignored his orders, and not giving a shit about it. He needed to know that even if he had won this battle, she was still unbroken. Their warlike feud was no over.

 

[BennyQ]

Name: Rufio Arellano
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs
Tag: Nysali, open.
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Rufio slapped her.

It was a hard blow, one that would resonate throughout the room. But Rufio wasn’t mad, smiling as he brought his hand down on her neck. “I like you. You get me fired up.” He said into her face, turning her cheek a little to the side to gaze at the smack. “But you talk too much. I’m sure you’ve been told that plenty of times. So open that pretty little mouth of yours. Make your lips into a perfect O. I have something to plug it with.” Rufio stated and with his other hand, he grasped his impressive manhood and directed it towards her. It would serve as a gag well enough.

And as she worked with that, Rufio reached over his hand and brought it over her majestic sex, his fingers sliding over and around, tracing it in a rhythm. Over and again, his fingers coming together, then spreading around to trace along her sensitive outer lips. After a few rotations he brought them up and suckled them right before her face, making a moaning sound as he did. “Very delicious…” He groaned, returning his hand there. “You need this, I can tell. Well I’ll give it to you, for as long as you can keep me from branding your face.” Rufio sneered.

With his left hand, he snaked it through her silky hair and gripped it tight, using it to help yank her face on his organ. His right hand came over her sex and this time, with two conjoined fingertips, he began to rub her clit in rigorous circles. His pace grew faster, feeling the moistness that no doubt would have gathered there over her many sessions. And then finally, he thrust not one but two fingers into her cunt, curling them as they drove into her depths. But he held them there, letting her grind on them if she wished, for she wasn’t going to get pleasure any other way than that…

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Name: Rupinder "Rupi" Vera
Location: Cell Block B – Offices & Labs
Tag: Open.

[Arriving from Cell Block C – post #122]
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The elevators out in the corridor opened to reveal a jolly Rupinder Vera, her chin held high despite the marring of her face. Her hips swayed with every step she took down the hall, her body brimming with a strange energy and high that she carried with her. A quick trip to her office was her intent, to drop off a few supplies and collect new papers, before she would go in search of a certain doctor and a particular siren pet of his.