Getting her fix (closed)

The Doctor grunted and groaned all the way through his orgasm, until it subsided and he pulled out of her. He watched his cum leak out of her dripping, glistening pussy and down her thighs. "Dirty fucking slut," he said to her as he buttoned up his pants and left her hanging there on the wall.

He went over to Tommy's cell and went inside. "Need any more proof, punk? That little bitch you're so crazy about is a slut, a fucking whore who'll do anything to get off!"

"Fuck you!" Tommy screamed, and the Doctor promptly tasered him again. And again. And again, leaving him twitching against the wall.
 
Kate whimpered as the Doctor pulled his cock from her pussy, his cum beginning to drip from her pussy as he lowered her legs, her feet on the floor. She started grinding her hips, desperate to find even more relief than what the Doctor had just provided her with. She heard him button his pants and walk away, the door shutting loudly behind him.
 
Ooc: bringing this one back to life... With a twist! Stay tuned!

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The doctor went back to his office and unlocked the special drawer. He examined the contents and smiled his evil, awful smile. He wondered how much Kate could handle. He still had an abundance of drugs here that had been confiscated from Tommy's cell. Cocaine, ecstasy, speed, viagra, oxycontin, marijuana. He pushed the weed aside, it was practically useless for his purposes. She was already on a dose of viagra and speed.

He was going to push her to her limit. Besides, if she overdosed, they'd be able to revive her...

He placed the drugs in his white coat pocket and headed back to her isolation cell. He watched her through the window for a bit. She was writhing about against the wall where she was bound, naked and blindfolded. The doctor grabbed a cart and went inside.

He emptied the drugs out on the cart and stood before her. "How are we feeling now, Catherine?" he asked as he surveyed the pills and powders in front of him.
 
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OOC: Thanks to st_fornicate for expressing interest in starting this thread back up.


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She had no idea how much time had passed, her body in agony every passing second as she continued grinding herself against the wall. Kate jumped when she heard the door open, trying to still her body so she could hear and try to pick up on whatever was going on.

She cringed at his voice, not responding to his question, her body trembling from the hatred she felt towards him, her fear, her sexual need, and exhaustion. The only things she could think of were getting fucked, and finding Tommy.
 
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Dr. Anderson didn't like her non-response to his question. He grabbed her hair, yanked her head back, knocking it against the wall and then slapped her viciously across the face.

She was twitchy and obviously horny. He could smell her arousal and see her juices coating her thighs... Mixed with his own semen, of course.

"You will answer when spoken to, whore," he yelled at her, and slapped her again and again, enough to split her lip and give her a bloody nose.

"Now, how are we feeling today, Katherine?" he asked her, again looking at the drugs displayed before him. Cocaine, ecstasy, speed, viagra... Quite a potent cocktail. He wondered how much she could handle. Perhaps the overload method would help her clean up later...
 
Kate groaned in pain when the doctor pulled her hair, knocking her head back into the cinderblock wall behind her. She yelled in pain when he slapped her, turning her face to the side, cringing from the burning sensation that had spread across her cheek from his slap.

She started to sob when he yelled at her, slapping her over and over again, blood dripping from her nose, pouring from her split lip.

"Terrible" she answered, tears and blood coating her face and her neck, dripping down her chest now.
 
"That's more like it," Doctor Anderson said. He couldn't take his eyes off her needy, naked form. His cock twitched for another round with her, but he had other plans. He grabbed three of the amphetamine pills and walked up to her. With his free hand he reached down and rubbed her clit until she moaned, and then stuffed the pills into her open mouth and held his hand over her mouth until they were swallowed down. Then he took two of the viagras and fed them to her the same way.

"Don't worry, these will help you feel lots better," he lied. He then released her legs from the shackles, and then her arms, but he immediately bound her hands behind her back. He forced her down onto her knees and then pushed her forward, so she was bent over, her ass exposed. He licked a finger and put it in the pile of powder ecstasy, and then roughly forced the finger in her asshole, applying the dose to her rectum.

He then took the last big rock of cocaine, and forced it into her mouth, holding her mouth shut until it had all melted and she had swallowed it down. He took his wet finger to the powder cocaine and got a large dose for her, and applied that to her dripping wet pussy, where it absorbed immediately into her bloodstream.
 
Kate whimpered when he touched her, cringing when his hand moved between her legs, his fingers toying with her clit. She leaned her head back, against the wall, her mouth opening, moaning desperately at the sensation, her hips grinding against his hand.

She gagged loudly when his other hand moved to her mouth, feeling three pills drop onto her tongue. She tried to spit them out, failing as his hand moved to cover her lips, his thumb rubbing at her throat until she was forced to swallow them dry, gagging at the taste of the bitter tablets. She fought again when two more pills were forced down her throat, knowing she was helpless to his acts.

She knew by now not to believe his pathetic attempt at a lie. Her legs twitched when he freed them from the wall, doing the same with her arms. She fell forward, her limbs week from being chained to the wall for so long. Her body ached as he immediately bound her wrists behind her back, forcing her painfully down onto her knees. She groaned as her boney joints crashed onto the hard tile floor. He forced her body forward, her face against the floor, her ass in the air. Her body still writhed in need, her hips grinding, her thighs coated in her own juices and a mixture of Dr. Anderson’s cum.

Her body tensed as his finger pressed into her ass, but it didn’t prevent her from grinding her body back, desperate for relief. She inhaled sharply as he pulled at her hair, forcing her mouth open again. He forced a sizeable coke rock past her lips, his hand covering her mouth until it melted and slid down her throat. Her body trembled in desire when his finger moved to her pussy, his finger obviously coated in powder cocaine, her pussy going numb.

Her head was spinning at this point, her heart racing. Her body was still grinding, writhing in need, desperate for relief. She closed her eyes, trying desperately to fight her body’s physiological reactions to everything that was happening, failing miserably.
 
The Doctor left her in her cell then, on the floor. He had them give her new water and food bowls and then went back to his office. He sat down at his computer and accessed some recordings. He put a pair of headphones on and began putting something special together. The last several hours in Catherine's cell had all been recorded; were still being recorded, in fact. He began to splice together sound bytes into several audio files. The sounds of her moaning in need, in lust, in desire. The sounds of her being slapped and choked. The sounds of her getting fucked by the doctor, and the awful things he'd said to her... And the things she had said.

Katherine: "Please, please don't stop fucking me."

"I need you to fuck me, I'm so horny."

"I need you to cum in my pussy."

The Doctor: "You dirty little slut, you'd fuck anything right now, wouldn't you?"

Kate: "I'm just so horny."

"I'm cumming Doctor"

The Doctor: "Me too, slut, take my load in your dirty cunt!"

"Dirty fucking slut,"

Those words started playing in her cell, along with all her moans, the slaps, and every sound of fucking he could find, randomly, over some loud techno music with a heavy beat that seemed to be on an infinite loop.

Then he went down to observe.
 
Kate sobbed, alone in her cell. She slowly pulled herself up, sitting on the floor, her back and arms against the wall. She start to grind herself against the cold tile floor, her body trembling at the sensation as her desperation and arousal grew even more dire. Her heart was racing, her body coated in a cold sweat, her thin body trembling violently.

She inhaled sharply when she heard her voice, moaning and pleading for sex. She flinched when she heard Doctor Anderson's voice, unable to tell where he was. She hadn't heard the door open, when did he get in here?

She wasn't saying those things, what was going on, where were these voices, and this music coming from? The sounds began to meld together, her mind racing, dizzy, confused, disgusted turned on, feelings melding, making her even more in need of release.
 
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The Doctor watched her for a while from the window. She was still blindfolded, so she couldn't see him. He was enjoying this torture too much! The poor girl was losing her mind, between all the drugs and stimulation. With everything he'd given her, the Doctor estimated she'd be pretty messed up for at least the next couple of hours... If she survived. He could tell things were about to get a lot worse for her, as all the drugs started crashing through her system in full force.

The Doctor turned to the nurse, Malcolm, the big black guy. "Get her back on her bed. Strap her down. Get monitors on her, just to be safe. She may need to be resuscitated."

"Can I fuck her first, boss?"

"Oh, fuck, sure," the Doctor said.

Malcolm did as he was ordered. The first thing he did when he got inside was pull out his big meaty black cock. It was quickly hardening as he grabbed Kate and forced her up on her knees.

"I bet you're pretty good at suckin dick," he said, and smacked her face with his thick cock.
 
Kate groaned when she felt someone kneel down next to her. She trembled when she heard another voice, a voice she'd heard before. Her head spun as her heart raced. She leaned back against the wall, her head down, moving side to side as she felt something smack against her cheek multiple times.

She opened her mouth to mumble something, her body trembling more now, her hips still grinding her pussy against the floor, her legs spread wide. She was sitting in a puddle of her own juices.

Before she could attempt to formulate anything to say, her mouth was stuffed with a big hard cock, the head of which pressed firmly against her throat, forcing her to gag, her body arching off of the wall, hips writing and bucking in want and desperation
 
Malcolm grunted as he held Kate's head and worked his hard cock in and out of her mouth.

Bitch is fucked up! he thought. Out of her goddamn mind. She wasn't really even sucking on him. He pulled out and slapped her hard across the face before he picked her up bodily, tossing her over his shoulder, and walked over to her cot.

He threw her down on the cot, and not gently. He rolled her onto her chest and grabbed her hips. He pulled her ass up and spread her legs, lined up his cock as he stood behind her, pressed it against her dripping wet cunt and pushed it inside, fully taking her with his huge dick in a single stroke.

He started fucking her hard, pounding his massive member deep into her pussy again and again, purely using her to get off.

"Worthless fucking cum dumpster," he grunted at her, grabbing her hair and yanking her head back.
 
Kate didn't make a sound when the person next to her hit her across her face. Her face turned to the side, her body trembling constantly now. Her breathing was fast and shaky and her body was covered in sweat.

She whimpered when she felt him pick her up, her eyes fluttering as her heart pounded in her chest. She groaned when she landed painfully on the stiff cot. The man forced her onto her stomach and pulled her ass up.

The only thing she could still focus on was her desperate need for sex. She brought her ass further back, desperate to grind against something, to have someone fill her. Sex was the only thing she could comprehend, where she was, who was with her, the things that had happened recently were gone, all replaced by sex.

She cried out in desire and pleasure as his cock stretched her out, completely inside of her in one forceful thrust. She was so wet the sounds of his cock thrusting in and out out filled the room, sending what little was left of her mind reeling.

Her body moved with each of his violently hard thrusts, her pussy tightening around his shaft, her head leaning into her pillow, which smelled of her juices from before, when she was using it to get off.

His words absorbed into her, becoming them, needing nothing more but to feel his cock fill her deeply, to get her to cum, to use her as a sex doll.
 
She was like an animal! The way her body moved, the way her pussy milked his cock as he thrust into her, the noises she was making... Pure animalistic instinct to fuck. To breed.

So he gave her exactly what she seemed to want: a proper rutting. His cock stretched her little pussy to the limit, deep and wide, and he drove his massive black tool into her over and over.

Finally, after a long, extended fuck, did he hold his cock as deep as possible inside her pussy, and thick jets of his hot cum gushed forth into her...

When he finished he strapped her down to her bed. The Doctor came in. "Take her to cell 13," he said, and so Malcolm did just that...
 
Kate's mind and body were in a complete state of euphoria. Her body moved fluidly, despite her constant trembling. Her mind was numb to all but pleasure, her hips bucking back against him with full force.

Her pussy instinctively milked his cock, muscles contracting tight, as tight as her body would allow, before relaxing, the sensation only bringing her more pleasure.

Her moans we guttural, growing louder and more frequent, as he fucked her. She cried out in bliss when he filled her, pumping his seed deep inside of her. That was enough to send her over the edge, her mind fogging even more than before, her body began to spasm, her hips bucking back harder, her back arching, her juices pouring even faster than before.

She whimpered in protest when he pulled his cock from her used pussy. Her body shook as he flipped her onto her back and released her arms, only to strap her down to the bed, fastening restraints across her forehead, shoulders, abdomen thighs and ankles. She heard another voice, her heart racing fast as she started to move, her cot started to move, the only thing left to focus on being her need for sex.
 
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"Nurse Cummings!" Doctor Anderson called out as he opened an unmarked door.

"Yes Doctor?" the young woman said from inside the dark room, her voice lusty, sultry, but... Obedient.

"There is a female waiting for you in cell 13, and we require your... Talents."

Nurse Cummings removed the dildo from her dripping pussy. "It is also time for your medicine," the Doctor said, producing an orange pill bottle from his white jacket as he watched the Nurse clothe her hot naked body with her little white uniform. He watched as she came over to him, all prim and proper, and held out her hand. The Doctor placed a pill in her hand and she promptly swallowed it down.

She grabbed a duffel bag that sat next to the door and the Doctor allowed her to leave her cell.

The Doctor smiled as he watched her head down the hall. She was his biggest success. When Alice Cummings had arrived at his rehab clinic, she was a drunk, a druggie, a goddamn hippie who was wasting her life chasing a high every night. She was also incredibly intelligent, and a registered nurse.

Not to mention the incredibly hot body and a very slutty history.

With Alice, he tested and developed the Regimen. Alice was subjected to countless tests, drugs, torture and other things until she was cured. Now the only high she chased was an orgasmic one, and she was completely obedient to him.

Katherine was only beginning the process...

Nurse Cummings entered cell 13 and found Kate waiting there, bound to her cot. Alice set her bag down. "Good evening," Alice said, pausing to look in the mirror above the sink, and adjusted her cleavage in her uniform. There was a bucket on the ground and a cloth towel hanging from the wall. Alice filled the bucket with water and set it on the ground next to Kate's cot. There was a drain in the floor. There was also a light hanging down from the cieling. Alice grabbed it and pulled it; its height was adjustable. She turned it on and then turned off the flourescent ceiling lights.

Alice grabbed the light and pulled it down, between Kate's face and her own. She then pulled off Kate's blindfold, only to expose her to the very bright light, painfully blinding her.

The next thing Kate knew was that she was being lowered a bit, but only one end of her cot, so that soon her feet were over higher than her head.

Then darkness again as the light was switched off, and the towel put over her face, and water... Water being poured on her face! Soaking the towel quickly and coming through, filling her nose and mouth, choking her... Drowning her!
 
Kate strained against the bindings holding her to her cot. She continued to grind her hips down, into the stiff mattress, desperate for any sense of relief. She whimpered when the door opened again, hearing a female's voice.

She tensed her body, still trembling as much as the restraints would allow, her heart pounding, her head throbbing. She groaned need as her blindfold was removed, crying out when the bright light hit her pupils. She shut her eyes quickly, whimpering in pain, her body straining more against the straps across her body.

She was still, soft whimpers of fear and desperation coming from her chapped lips as her cot was adjusted, her feet over her head, a towel put over her face, her body shaking visibly now in fear.

She jerked her head to the side gagging and coughing when a constant cascade of cold water was directed over her face, filling her mouth and nose, forcing her to hold her breath, trying desperately to breathe, every small inhale bringing more and more water into her mouth and nose, panic setting in as she choked, drowning in the stream of water. She was helpless to anything that happened, defenseless to anyone who entered the cell.
 
Nurse Alice Cummings continued the slow, steady pour of water over Kate's face, quickly causing the drowning sensations. She stopped pouring the water when she saw Kate go limp, at which point she removed the towel and immediately began to administer CPR, holding her nose tight, pressing her lips to Kate's and breathing air into her lungs.

Almost immediately, Kate coughed up water and Alice moved back, shining the bright light in Kate's face again and then placing the wet towel over her face.

Alice refilled the bucket at the sink and came back to stand next to Kate again. She placed a hand on Kate then, on her thigh, and almost immediately it went to her clit, flicking it, rubbing it, tweaking it, until she was moaning loudly, and then Alice started pouring the water again over her face...
 
Kate's world grew dark, fighting for and not getting the air she so desperately needed. Her body went limp, no longer struggling at her bonds.

The next thing she remember was coughing, water escaping her lips, her body straining as she took a deep breath, keeping her eyes closed to the blinding light until the woman put the wet towel over her face again. She heard the water running in the sink again and started to cry, knowing this wasn't over yet.

She whimpered when the woman's hand moved up her thigh to her clit. She shook her head, her hips straining at the leather strap binding her to the mattress. She moaned loudly and cried out when she felt water hitting her face again, fighting for air, losing again, her world going dark again.
 
Alice administered CPR again right away, as soon as she saw Kate go limp. She breathed precious, life-giving air into her lungs and shone the bright light in her face again when she started coughing.

She brought her hand up then, and swiftly back down, slapping Kate's clit and pussy painfully. She did it again, and then slid a finger between her folds, roughly driving the digit fully into her, though that action did little to faze Kate; her pussy was much too well-abused.

Alice grabbed a rather large dildo when she didn't get the desired reaction from Kate, and pressed the head of it to her pussy and pushed it in.

Now that got a reaction.

Then she switched it on, and the heavy vibrations began quickly. Alice let Kate get to the point where she was starting to enjoy herself, and then covered her face with the towel and started pouring more water...
 
Kate's next memory was coughing up water, opening her eyes to the painful light again. She cried out when the woman slapped her pussy twice, Her body straining against its restraints. She felt a finger move deep into her pussy, but with her desperate need, such a small stimulus did little for her.

She gasped softly when she felt something bigger being pressed against her pussy before being roughly forced inside, filling her, stretching her. She moaned softly, arching her back as the vibrations started, pulsing through her core. She felt the towel being placed back on her face.

"No Please..." she began, feeling water immediately after. She didn't struggle this time, knowing it was futile. Without oxygen, her world again grew dark, her body going limp.
 
Alice looked over to the door, saw Doctor Anderson watching through the small window. She gave Kate another round of CPR, got her breathing again, and then walked back to the door, leaving the bright light in Kate's face. Alice opened the door and closed it behind her.

"She submits easily," Alice reported. "She is a prime candidate for further testing."

"Excellent. This confirms my suspicions. I want her fully broken, to make her as susceptible to the programming as possible."

"Yes, sir," Alice said, a slightly sadistic smile crossing her face. She went back into the cell and pulled a cattle prod from her bag and promptly zapped Kate with it.
 
Kate again woke, gasping and coughing up water, wincing from the blinding light again. She heard the door open and shut across the room, leaving her alone again. She forced her eyes shut, trying desperately to slow her breathing and her racing heart, her body trembling even more now. Her head throbbed and she shivered both from cold and fear, her teeth chattering, unable to make herself stop.

Tears began to stream down her face when the door opened and shut again. She heard the sound of the woman’s heels on the cement floor, whimpering as the footsteps grew closer to her cot. She cried out a loud desperate scream, her body straining at the leather restraints the instant she felt the searing, blinding pain pulse through her body
 
"You're just a worthless fucking crackwhore," Alice sneered, vile putrescence dripping from her English accent. "And you're not even pretty."

Zap.

"I bet you'd fuck for just a few lines, wouldn't you?"

Zap.

"The boys only like you because you're so skinny."

Zap.

"You're probably ready for your next fix now, aren't you, whore?"

Zap.

"Aren't you, whore?"

Zap.

"Aren't you a whore?"

Zap.

Zap.

Zap.
 
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