I started walking though the corridor, my mind on the guard... I quickly shook my head. This was a guard of asylum. If anything, it's him she would be afraid of. The man will surely manage to get back, when he wants to. THe new patient - that was what was interesting. But before that... I turned and made my way to my room. I took a quick shower and put on a fresh set of clothes... the same as previous ones - it was a uniform after all. Black lace garter with black lace stockings, black panties and bra, grey pencil skirt, white buttoned shirt, white coat and black heels. I took the glasses and... they were gone? I frowned. Have I lost them during my time outside. I cursed. I quickly walked to the desk and took a spare pair. I would have to order new ones... I quickly turned and started walking to the new prisoner's cell. First check up on her, and then I bit my lip as I looked down... why not? I quickly undid a button of my shirt, showing some cleavage. Finally, I entered the female wing... I could hear cries, whispers, moans... occasional screams. I walked until I found myself in front of the cell of the newcomer. I found a clip right next to the door with the name, surname and a picture. Spoiler: Ada Woods I lightly grabbed the judas and pushed it aside. "Mhm~" The blond screamed into her gag. She was on her knees, her straightjacket was modified - the belt covering her crotch was unbuckled, and the material covering her breasts was removed. The cords connecting the boxes in her thigh-high boots with the vibrators in her pussy were clearly visible. Her breasts were shapely and large, her wet long blond hair were covering her face... her blindfold was still on. She was not alone. There were three guards inside. Two watched her, even made movies, as the third was enthusiastically slamming his dick into blond's pussy. He grabbed her hair, and quickened his movements... making the woman moan loudly into her gag.
She looks so hot down on her knees like this... But she would look even hotter in the nude... Thoughts appeared in her mind as she watched the scene in front of her, her pussy growing wet. I wonder how it would feel to sit on her face and have her eat me out? An image matching the fantasy flashed through her mind, adding to her arousal as she watched the blonde get used by the guard and waited for each guard to get a turn. Getting to play with her will be so much fun... I need to convince the boss to allow it.
Fun as this is, a thought appears in the doctor's head, if she approaches, she'll probably get caught up in an orgy. That would probably be entertaining, but it wouldn't get her any closer to securing the woman as a patient.
The woman, depsite wearing clothes, was practically entirely exposed... yet, My pussy started getting wet... I licked my lips... I imagined that the woman was laying on the ground, still in the straightjacket with vibrators working tirelessly... as I rode on her face, her tongue deep inside me- I bit my lips to kill the moan that was about to escape me. I looked on as the guard with a grunt thrust his hips, a moment later woman fell tiredly, as his cum dripped on the floor. But rest was not given to her, as immadietly next guard stud behind her and penetrated her. That's how it was with fresh meat - they would continue using her for weeks... before they tire of her. I paused and took a step back. I quickly looked around, but thankfully, there was no one beside me. I looked up - there was a camera observing the holl... and one inside the cell. I closed the judas, and turned as I started walking. * * * I looked into the mirror, Spoiler: reflection before leaving the toilet. A short walk further, and I was right in front of the director's door. I bit my lip nervously... should I? I wondered as doubts started creep over me...
Do you want to spend the rest of your life here? A thought pops into her head. You've kept your beauty so far, but it will fade. Someday you'll have missed your chance, and you'll be stuck working here forever, here among the violent psychos as your health deteriorates. But, it's up to you - make the first step, or stay here.
Another thought popped in her head a moment later. I need to convince the boss to let me take care of the new arrival. No matter what I choose to do, that should be my first step. Getting out of here will be easier with the boss on my side, after all.
I hesitated a little... But then straightened up and knocked. "Come in!" I heard and marched through the door. I walked inside, closing the door behind me. I stopped in front of the desk. The woman sitting behind it, was in her middle years. She was of alluring beauty, with long blond hair, a large bust, long legs... and a mole under her lips. She was wearing a short skirt, black garter with black sheer stockings, short skirt and a corset with a shirt... she also had a pair of earrings and a lab coat. Spoiler: Kira Dean "Director." I nodded my head as I walked up to her desk. "I would like to take over the newly arrived patient, Ada Woods." I decided to be direct. The blond leaned back in her seat. "Is that so?" She hummed as she looked at me sharply, making me a little nervous. "And why should I agree to that?" She asked.
I need to convince her, but I need to be careful not to seem too eager or desperate. Perhaps I can point out my skills and all the years I have spent on this job... or I could point out that as a woman it will be easier for me to gain the patient's trust and... help her recover...
I swallowed, hesitating a little. Carefully, I started formig my points. "I am experienced and skilled worker. My years of work should be proof enough for that." The woman nodded. "Also, a woman might have it easier to gain patient's thrust." I continued. "That is true." She agreed. "But you have no experience in working with female patients of this facility." She gave a counterpoit. "Besides, you did not answer my question." I blinked. "Pardon?" "I asked, why should I agree to that?" she said, putting weight on the I in the sentence.
Best to be careful here - sound her out for what she wants before you say anything definitive. She probably won't fall for you batting your eyelashes like a man would.
Yes, try and find out what she wants before offering anything. If you make her any sort of offer she will surely ask for more than that. Better to hear her demands first...
"Ah~" I grunted as understanding started slowly dawning on me. Better to be careful, before I made any... foolish move. "And, eh, how would I do that?" I asked, carefully. The director hummed. "First, I am not giving a greenhorn a fresh meat. You want in? You have to prove that you can handle it." The blond said with a matter of fact voice. "You will be given one old patients, to... supprevise. Depending on the outcome... your further career would be decided." I swallowed. Was it a vailed threat? "And... the second thing?" I asked after a moment. The woman smiled - her smile was one of sadistic prankster. "Pull up your skirt, pull down your panties and put your hands on the desk." Director Dean said.
Immediately thoughts appeared in her head. She didn't really promise anything, did she. Even if I do a good job she could just say Not good enough, try again! and give me another old patient to take care of. And even if she eventually puts me in charge of the new patient, by then the woman might be too broken to be of any use to me... More thoughts followed moments later. Is this some sort of test? To see how desperate I want this? Or is it just a fun little game to her and she has no intention of giving me anything? I should not give in to her demands without some sort of guarantee that I will get anything in return. Though I should choose my words carefully and make it seem like I will be willing to do as she commands if I get what I want in return.
"That's not a yes." I noticed. The director hummend and nodded her head. "By the time I prove myself..." I started slowly. "The patient situation might be completely different." I said slowly, making director hum and nod her head again. I bit my lip as I considered the situation. One thought came after the other, my mind working hard on figuring the best curse of action. "That..." I started slowly, weighting my words. "Seem hardly worth an effort, without a, guaranteed reward." I said slowly. The blond leaned back in her chair, and looked deeply into my eyes, making me stop from continuing. Slowly she got up and started walking up to me, her heels clicking. Her eyes moved down, roaming over my body, before moving back to my eyes. "Why are you so... invested into her"? She asked. "There are other patients that are interesting... she being new, wouldn't catch your interest." I paused. That... was a good question. Why was I so bent on that woman?
It's because she is new. None of the current patients have caught my attention so far, but this woman... A new patient I don't know might be just the challenge I need... admittedly, her being hot certainly doesn't hurt... I could have so much fun with her... Following the last thought a few brief images flashed through her mind: ...watching as Ada gets gangbanged by the guys... ...sitting on Ada's face and getting serviced by her... ...fucking Ada from behind with a strap-on as she begs for more... ...sitting in a chair, relaxing, Ada kneeling in front of her and eating her out like a good, obedient, pet... The fantasies, though brief, were enough to make her wet, her face growing slightly red. She tried to ignore them. It will all be for the sake of helping the poor woman... I have no ulterior motives... She told herself, but deep down she knew that was not true...
I bit my lip. I licked my lips, my body becoming hot, and bothered. I could feel my pussy pulsating, with need. It was hard to think of anything else... I grabbed the hem of my skirt and pulled it up, rolling it over my waist, showing of my lace underwear and stockings held straps. I pulled down my panties and neatly put them on the table, in front of the director, I could feel my face heat up because of the visible wetness on them. Then I leaned forward and put my hands on the desk. The director looked at me for a few moments, before standing up. She walked around me, but as I looked at her- Slap! "Ay" I moaned as I felt a sharp sting on my ass. "Eyes front!" She commanded.
