The Prison of Psychosis
Alright, I was hoping to get this up with the last chapter, but things just always don't go as planed. Oh well, I guess I'll just use it as an anniversary chapter. One year since I started writing these, and I'm up to 12 chapters... weird. So, yeah, this chapter has a small forced M/M scene, (but it is actually important) so, if you want, skip it. This chapter takes place close to a week after the last one, so don't think I forgot a chapter or anything.
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*1*
Your eyes open to the austere room. These rusted steel walls are getting ridiculous. It looked just like crap is all over the walls. `In actuality, the walls have a special generator around the room, making it so you can't use pokemon attacks, in other words, I can't use Agility`. The first day you got here, they went through this entire thing about them, making sure you don't try anything to get out. That is how you found out that when you slow time, it was actually a pokemon attack, Agility. You lean up from your side, and the pain shoots through your head again. Your hands go to your head almost instantly, trying to caress it, trying to calm it down. You wipe the crusted blood from under your nose, and flick it off of your wrist. You could hear the door in the next room creak open. `Perfect. Just perfect. Great time to wake up`. You cover your ears, hoping to blot out the sound from the left room, but to no avail. "Please, no, please!", came from the voice begging in the next room. Then, from there on, all you could hear was him scream, and the blows hitting. `How could they keep this up for so long? These guys have only beat up the guy in the next room twice, but they've beat me up about seven times already`.
There ain't a clock in here, barely even a light. It was so dull, so dim; you could only see a silhouette, and barely any features. And the screaming still continued. `Damn it, I can't block it out. It's still getting through`. From the pitch of the voice, you guessed it is a young boy, maybe eight or nine. `How could anyone do that to anyone that young? It's just... just...
...inhuman`. You have to stifle a small laugh at that. This just depresses you even more. `God, what the hell is wrong with me? How can I laugh while something like that is happening just in the next room over?`.
Just now, you notice the screams have stopped. *Sigh* You wobble to your feet, standing as strait as you can manage. `I know what they want me to do before they tell me, "Stand up", they'll say, then they'll kick my legs out from under me`. You heard the door in the next room open, close, then lock. The screams are now replaced by whimpers.
The footsteps stopped in front of your door. There was whispering, too soft to make out. Then the door got unlocked, and someone stepped through. The light outside was so much brighter, not letting you see their face. You cover your eyes from the light. It must've looked so generic, the prisoner shielding himself from the light. Once the door closed, you opened your eyes. It was a woman. Fair skinned, short black hair and one of those black uniforms, the golden symbol shown proudly on her left breast. "So, do you even know why you're here?", she asks, crossing her arms.
"Truthfully?", you ask. `God, is that my voice? Man, it sounds terrible`. She nods once. *Sigh* "Not really", you say in the raspy voice.
"Well, in the rare occasion the prisoner is not playing dumb, I must inform them of their crimes.", she says, taking a silent breath, pulling a pad out of her right pocket. "You are charged by Team Omega of murdering 4 Group 3 members and attempted murder of 1 Group 3 member.", she says, reading it off of the pad. `Wait, there are more that one division of those kind of people?!`. Your head is throbbing, and your knees are getting weak. She flips the notepad closed, and puts it away. "The sentence given by the admin is, and I quote "Death by Torture.", she says. "Listen, I was sent to cut a deal by the admin himself. He was very upset about you killing nearly all of Group 3. But, he says he also sees promise in you.", she says, pulling something out of her left pocket. She brings out a little black pencil, and pulls the pad out of her other pocket again. "He has tried to get the group replaced, but no one has worked out. So, I asked him, if I was to get you to go along with us, we could have you replace them altogether. You are strong enough to replace the group all by yourself.", she says, clacking the pencil on the edge of the paper. `They want me to join them?! Fuck that! I ain't gonna join a group that ruined my life twice!`. "So, that's about it. Whadda ya think?", she says, getting the pencil ready on the paper.
`Well, if it means getting out of here... No, no, no! I am not going to kill fellow pokemon just to get my freedom! `. "No.", you say bluntly.
"Are you sure? I could stop all of this right now. The bruises, the beatings, everything. No one here judge you by your pride. All you have to do is say one word..."
"No.", you say, just as before.
"Alright then, I shall relay your message.", she says, bowing slightly. She turns and walks back to the door. She knocks on it three times, and it opens. You can see one of the guards outside, standing next to the left side of the door frame. "Give him an hour... wait, no, give him 3 milligrams of the blue, instead.", she says, then walks away. The two walked in. It is always the same people. Both clad in black, one has light brown hair and a goatee, the other with dark red hair, most likely dyed. They shut the door behind them as they entered.
"Get on the wall.", the bearded one says, reaching into his pocket. You turn and do exactly what he says. `They've never made me do this before`. You put your hands against the wall, and hold still. Your ear twitches as you hear them approach your back. Then you feel a knife poke the large vein in your neck. You give a startled scream, but quickly shut up. An instant later, you feel liquid rush through the knife into the vein. `It's a needle, not a knife! Their injecting me with something?!`. Your neck starts to feel like its burning from the inside-out, like a perpetual flame in your throat. The feeling soon spread up to your head, then back down, and out to all of your limbs. By now, every centimeter of your body is screaming in pain. You trained yourself to stand up to physical pain, but not this! You soon fall to the floor, jerking spastically in pain. The needle was removed roughly, but you didn't even felt it. The pain in your body, on the other hand, was excruciating. The door shuts across the room, but you barely notice. You just lay there, rolling and groaning. Every part of your body feels as though it is getting pulled at by rusty piano wire. From above, it looks like your having a seizure. Your mouth is leaking saliva, tears running down your eyes.
After what seems like an eternity, the pain finally starts to diminish. After a few more seconds, it stops altogether, reliving you. You just lay there, inwardly rejoicing. You sit up against the wall, and put your head in your hands.
You open your eyes, and spread your fingers. `Oh... my... god... I wet myself...
What the hell could have been in that stuff?!`.
``Are you really that dense?``
Your head shoots up and you look around. "Who's there?", you ask.
``Uh-huh, you are that stupid...``
"Damn it! Answer me!", you scream into the darkness. Just then, you realize that you are all alone. There is no one in the room, and it seemed too loud to be coming from one of the other rooms. It seemed like... it was your own thought. `What's going on? Am I going crazy? Is all of this finally catching up to me?`. You put your head back in your hands, relaxing the best you can.
*Clack, clack* You put your head back up, and listen. `That came from the left room`. "Hey, are you ok?", asks the soft voice from the next room.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine.", you reply in your cracking voice.
"Good.", the boy says. A few awkward seconds pass... "Hey, what's your name?", he asks, obviously curious.
"Uh, Kuso.", you say.
"'Kay, mines Dylan.", he replies. A few more seconds pass.
"So, yeah, Dylan, I'm gonna try an' get some sleep, 'kay?", you say, actually very tired. `How'd I get so tired all of the sudden anyway?`.
"Okay, I won't bother you any more...", he says solemnly.
"Thanks.", you say. You make sure to move before lying down. After scooting a few feet, you finally let yourself hit the floor. You lay there, terrible things going through your head.
*2*
You awaken however later to the metal clank by the door. You get up again, up onto your rear. Footsteps walk to the right of the door, then to the far right, until you can't hear them anymore. You look over and see the tray. `Food`. You get up slowly, wiping the underside of your nose, and flick it off of your hand. You wobble over to the food tray, and look down on the grotesque meal. `Great, moldy bread, rotten berries, and brown water`. *Sigh* You start to eat the spiteful meal.
After minutes of gratuitous chewing and swallowing, you finally eat it all. `I don't get it, if they want to kill me, why don't they just not feed me?`. (I've got a reason, and this is true, it's so he doesn't go for a bite out of the guards.) But they only feed you once a between the beatings, so you just dismiss it. `Probably to keep me barely alive`. You heard footsteps outside, walking towards your room. You quickly slink back to the wall. You hear the lock in the door click. The door opens, and the guard with a beard peeks his head in. "Your still alive, I take it?", he says.
"What do you think?", you say cockily.
"Well then, I guess I might as well get something out of this.", the guard says stepping back from the door. "Put your hands against the wall as before.", he says, almost in monotone. You do exactly what he says, just as before. You hear the door close, and him walk up behind you. You take a glance that didn't even take a fourth of a second, seeing another needle. This one had some yellow stuff in it. You feel it puncture your neck, but this time you do not flinch. You feel the liquid go into your body, just as before. You brace yourself for the burning in your neck, but it did not come, it never did. Instead, you feel a cold sweat going through your body in the same pattern. When it reaches your groin, it feels more warm then cold, inadvertently arousing you. You feel the needle release from your neck, and your head falls forward. You can see that you have a raging hard-on going on south. `Oh shit... no...`.
You fall to your knees and turn around. `WHAT THE HELLS GOING ON?!`. You aren't controlling what you're doing! Your body is moving on its own, and apparently, it was VERY horny! (For this part, I'm just gonna say "you", not "your body", kay?) You look forward at the front of the guards pants. Your hands snake up his legs, and make their way to his belt. You undo the belt, letting the pants fall to the floor. The only thing separating your from what you want the most is a pair of vertically striped boxers. You quickly pull them down, revealing his semi-hard cock. You slip your right hand underneath, stroking his balls with your arm fur. The other hand makes its way up to the cock, slowly pumping it, arousing him further. Your mind is trying to stop, still conscious of the situation, but all it did was make the movements slower and jerkier. He moans lightly above you. You are now pulling the right hand back.
His length now at full size, you take the head into your mouth. He groans as you flick your tongue around the tip. By this point, your mind had switched from trying to stop it to just going faster, just to get this nightmare over with. After a few seconds of continuing this, you start to push into it, towards his waist. Your nose reaches his waist before the cock even hits the back of your throat. You pull back, and push forward again. By now, your arm has left his underside and has gripped his knees. You go faster and faster, until you can't go any faster. You hear him grunt heavily above you, showing that what you're doing is working. His member quivers lightly, right before blowing its load in your mouth. It coats the inside of your mouth with cum. It starts to leak out of the sides of your mouth, and you lewdly swallow the rest, leaving an awful aftertaste in your mouth. The half soft member his pulled out of your mouth. He then pulls up his pants, and refastens his belt. "Heh, you ain't bad.", he says, leaving the room.
But, even in this state, you notice something, something odd. A small smirk appears on your face. Still in a half daze, your arousal went away, meaning the drug has worn off. Now you can start to think. `Lets see, if I counted that correctly, it took about four minutes. If he ever does that again, I'm not sure if I'll be happy or frightened. On one hand, if he does, I have to make him fucking cum again. But, if I do...`. A smile curls on your muzzle. The perfect plan. `I'm getting out of here, next time that horny bastard does it, I'm getting out of here`.
*3*
The next day just went by like a blur. They came in and beat you, not using the "blue" stuff, `Thank God`. I went along with it, just like any other day. Eventually they got tired, and left. You sit up bruised and bleeding, but still happy. Happy that you were finally getting out. Once the food tray was set by the door, you were almost delighted. You ate the food, but no matter how good you felt, that crap still tasted awful.
You waited, a minute... then, the footsteps again, coming down the hallway. Only one set, just like before. You've already thought out this entire thing. He opens the door, and tells you to go to the far wall. You do so, and he approaches you again. He sticks the needle in your neck, and the exact same feeling as before comes over you. `I have to lull him into a false sense of security. He's got a gun, I know it, and I've seen it. I wouldn't stand a chance against him, not with this field on, but if I was to cloud his senses...`.
You get down on your knees again, just as before. You copy the movements almost down to the centimeter. You make your body try to stop, only delaying it further. Just as before, after about four minutes, your arousal waned, and your member went limp, but you still continued, trying to keep the same speed as before. `Just... a little... more...`. After a while he groans, his balls tense, and his cock twitches. `This is it...`. As soon as his cock shoots its first load, you do you thing. You pull back your right arm, and thrust it right up into his chest. The claws pierce the skin, going right to his heart. Blood shot out of the wound almost instantly, spraying you with a fair amount of the guard's essence. (Both kinds :) You quickly stand up, getting out of the continually growing pool of blood and semen. The guard falls into it, dead. `I have to move quickly`. You kneel down, fumbling through his pockets. You then find the thing you were looking for. Keys. You also come across his gun, holstered inside of his shirt. You grab it, and put it in the back elastic of your pants.
You stand up and walk to the door. *Sigh* `I had better have been right`. You grab the loop in the door and pull. It pulls free without resistance. `Good job, perv`. You walk outside, and look back and forth down the hallway. You turn back to the door, shutting and locking it. To the left, at the end of the hallway, there was another door. There was also a door on either side of yours. You quickly walk to the left one, and fumble with the keys. Luckily for you, the keys had the numbers "1", "2", and "3" respectively, and the last key had nothing on it. You ready the one that says "1", and put it into the lock. It turns and you hear the tumbler click. You slowly push the door open and look inside. There was Dylan, a little human boy. He has messy black hair, and was wearing the same thing you were, knee-cut sweats. He was sleeping, curled into a little ball. He had bruises, along with a few cuts here and there on his face, arms and legs. You quickly ran up beside him, and shook at his shoulder. His eyes open, and meet yours. He jumps back, up against the wall. "G-Get away from me!", he says, fear in his eyes.
"Hey, shh! It's me, Kuso!", you say, trying to look as friendly as possible, if that is even possible when covered in blood.
"R-Really? How'd you get out, then?", he says, calming down.
"You don't wanna know. C'mon, we're getting outta here!", you say. You get up and walk for the open door. You can hear him get up and follow you out. You turn to his door, and once he's out, you close and lock it. "This should make them think we're still in our cells.", you say, turning the key. He nods and walks towards the far door.
"What about this one?", he asks. "Aren't you gonna let them out?", he asks.
"Is there anyone in there?", you ask, walking over to the door.
"I'm not sure, but I think it's best to check, yeah?", he says. You get the key that has the "3" on it, and put it in the lock. You turn it and open the door. Sure enough, on the far wall, there was someone, shivering.
The light seemed even dimmer in here than in your room. You walk over to the being. You start to see the features of the person. `It's a woman, tail... white fur...`. "Tsune?", you ask. `Did they get her? Why? `. Ears prop up on her head, and her head turns around slowly. "Y-Yan-ne??", she says.
"No, it's me, Kuso.", you says, now kneeling next to her. You put a hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her. She's in terrible shape, blood and dirt in her fur. But the worst seems to be mental damage. She looks horrible, and she is cold... unhealthily cold.
"K-Kuso? Y-Your ok...", she says, looking into you eyes. She then quickly scrambles to her feet, and grabs your upper body in her fall. She squeezed tightly, probably in a hug (of some kind). She has your arms in a death grip, and it didn't look like she was going to be letting go anytime soon. `Just like the first time we met`. "I'm s-sorry...", she pleads into your chest fur.
"For what? What did you do? If anything, this is my fault, don't blame yourself.", you say, trying to comfort her.
"No, t-that's not i-it.", she says, pushing herself into your chest. "I ratted you o-out. I was too w-weak. I told them e-exactly where you w-were.", she says, starting to cry.
"I forgive you, but, like I said, this is my fault for killing them. If I hadn't done that, nothing would have happened to you. I used you, and you are the one paying for it, not me, that is what I'm sorry for.", you finish. `Wow, I didn't even think that through`. "Listen, I know that your happy to see me, but we can get out of here, but we have to hurry, ok?", you ask. She looks up into your face, tears running down her features. She nods, and let's go of you.
You get up and offer your hand to her, and she takes it, and uses it to get up. She then looks into your face, but her eyes travel a little lower of your eyes. She then smirks a little. "What?", you ask. She motions a wipe across the left side of her mouth. You mimic the motion, and bring your hand back. It had some of the guards cum on it. You blush, clear your throat, and wipe your entire muzzle with your arm.
The two of you walk out of the room, and find the kid standing just outside of the door. "Ready?", he asks. You nod and the three of you walk through the far door.
*4*
Your head rounds the corner, checking if the coast is clear. The room is empty in its fluorescent glow, and the three of you jog as softly as you can down the hallway. You've been following this corridor for close to fifteen minutes, and still haven't found a door out. None of you have said anything since you left the prison area. You pop your head around the next corner, checking again. There was someone in this hallway, but just one. You motion for them to stay there, and you used your Agility. From an outer look, you just disappeared, then reappeared, and the guard falling on his face. "Hmm", says Dylan as the three of you come around the corner. "So'd ya kill him?", he asks, stepping over the body.
"Nah, I don't see the point in useless killing.", you reply. He just nods as you continue on. As you are running, a door catches your eye. "Experimentation Lab". You stop in front of the door, and so do your companions. You push at the door, and it opens freely. There is no one in the room. Cages lined the walls, keeping an ominous feeling over the room. All of the cages were empty and just stood there. At the end of the hallway was a little black box.
"C'mon, let's go... Kuso?", says Dylan from behind. You look back at him, nodding. You let the door go, and it made its way back to its original position. You just turn and start running in the direction you were originally heading.
After a few more minutes, the sound you were dreading reaches your ears. A klaxon starts ringing through the hallways, alerting all the guards. "Shit...", you say under your breath.
"C'mon, no use being sneaky now!", you say, and start running. The other two just follow obediently. After a while, you see a door at the end of the hallway you just crossed into. This door looked promising, especially because of the "Exit" sign above it. You run for it as fast as you can, accidentally leaving the other two far behind. Once you get to the door, you push at it. A rush of muggy air floods your nostrils. It was raining, beautiful, cool rain. This door is facing a forest, the moon shown hazily in the sky. `No time to enjoy it now`. You look back at the two running down the hallway, and you jerk your head away into the forest. When they catch up to you, you slam the double-doors behind you.
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So, yeah. That's about it. As before, PLEASE review.
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"Fail to plan, plan to fail."
-Aleate
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*1*
Your eyes open to the austere room. These rusted steel walls are getting ridiculous. It looked just like crap is all over the walls. `In actuality, the walls have a special generator around the room, making it so you can't use pokemon attacks, in other words, I can't use Agility`. The first day you got here, they went through this entire thing about them, making sure you don't try anything to get out. That is how you found out that when you slow time, it was actually a pokemon attack, Agility. You lean up from your side, and the pain shoots through your head again. Your hands go to your head almost instantly, trying to caress it, trying to calm it down. You wipe the crusted blood from under your nose, and flick it off of your wrist. You could hear the door in the next room creak open. `Perfect. Just perfect. Great time to wake up`. You cover your ears, hoping to blot out the sound from the left room, but to no avail. "Please, no, please!", came from the voice begging in the next room. Then, from there on, all you could hear was him scream, and the blows hitting. `How could they keep this up for so long? These guys have only beat up the guy in the next room twice, but they've beat me up about seven times already`.
There ain't a clock in here, barely even a light. It was so dull, so dim; you could only see a silhouette, and barely any features. And the screaming still continued. `Damn it, I can't block it out. It's still getting through`. From the pitch of the voice, you guessed it is a young boy, maybe eight or nine. `How could anyone do that to anyone that young? It's just... just...
...inhuman`. You have to stifle a small laugh at that. This just depresses you even more. `God, what the hell is wrong with me? How can I laugh while something like that is happening just in the next room over?`.
Just now, you notice the screams have stopped. *Sigh* You wobble to your feet, standing as strait as you can manage. `I know what they want me to do before they tell me, "Stand up", they'll say, then they'll kick my legs out from under me`. You heard the door in the next room open, close, then lock. The screams are now replaced by whimpers.
The footsteps stopped in front of your door. There was whispering, too soft to make out. Then the door got unlocked, and someone stepped through. The light outside was so much brighter, not letting you see their face. You cover your eyes from the light. It must've looked so generic, the prisoner shielding himself from the light. Once the door closed, you opened your eyes. It was a woman. Fair skinned, short black hair and one of those black uniforms, the golden symbol shown proudly on her left breast. "So, do you even know why you're here?", she asks, crossing her arms.
"Truthfully?", you ask. `God, is that my voice? Man, it sounds terrible`. She nods once. *Sigh* "Not really", you say in the raspy voice.
"Well, in the rare occasion the prisoner is not playing dumb, I must inform them of their crimes.", she says, taking a silent breath, pulling a pad out of her right pocket. "You are charged by Team Omega of murdering 4 Group 3 members and attempted murder of 1 Group 3 member.", she says, reading it off of the pad. `Wait, there are more that one division of those kind of people?!`. Your head is throbbing, and your knees are getting weak. She flips the notepad closed, and puts it away. "The sentence given by the admin is, and I quote "Death by Torture.", she says. "Listen, I was sent to cut a deal by the admin himself. He was very upset about you killing nearly all of Group 3. But, he says he also sees promise in you.", she says, pulling something out of her left pocket. She brings out a little black pencil, and pulls the pad out of her other pocket again. "He has tried to get the group replaced, but no one has worked out. So, I asked him, if I was to get you to go along with us, we could have you replace them altogether. You are strong enough to replace the group all by yourself.", she says, clacking the pencil on the edge of the paper. `They want me to join them?! Fuck that! I ain't gonna join a group that ruined my life twice!`. "So, that's about it. Whadda ya think?", she says, getting the pencil ready on the paper.
`Well, if it means getting out of here... No, no, no! I am not going to kill fellow pokemon just to get my freedom! `. "No.", you say bluntly.
"Are you sure? I could stop all of this right now. The bruises, the beatings, everything. No one here judge you by your pride. All you have to do is say one word..."
"No.", you say, just as before.
"Alright then, I shall relay your message.", she says, bowing slightly. She turns and walks back to the door. She knocks on it three times, and it opens. You can see one of the guards outside, standing next to the left side of the door frame. "Give him an hour... wait, no, give him 3 milligrams of the blue, instead.", she says, then walks away. The two walked in. It is always the same people. Both clad in black, one has light brown hair and a goatee, the other with dark red hair, most likely dyed. They shut the door behind them as they entered.
"Get on the wall.", the bearded one says, reaching into his pocket. You turn and do exactly what he says. `They've never made me do this before`. You put your hands against the wall, and hold still. Your ear twitches as you hear them approach your back. Then you feel a knife poke the large vein in your neck. You give a startled scream, but quickly shut up. An instant later, you feel liquid rush through the knife into the vein. `It's a needle, not a knife! Their injecting me with something?!`. Your neck starts to feel like its burning from the inside-out, like a perpetual flame in your throat. The feeling soon spread up to your head, then back down, and out to all of your limbs. By now, every centimeter of your body is screaming in pain. You trained yourself to stand up to physical pain, but not this! You soon fall to the floor, jerking spastically in pain. The needle was removed roughly, but you didn't even felt it. The pain in your body, on the other hand, was excruciating. The door shuts across the room, but you barely notice. You just lay there, rolling and groaning. Every part of your body feels as though it is getting pulled at by rusty piano wire. From above, it looks like your having a seizure. Your mouth is leaking saliva, tears running down your eyes.
After what seems like an eternity, the pain finally starts to diminish. After a few more seconds, it stops altogether, reliving you. You just lay there, inwardly rejoicing. You sit up against the wall, and put your head in your hands.
You open your eyes, and spread your fingers. `Oh... my... god... I wet myself...
What the hell could have been in that stuff?!`.
``Are you really that dense?``
Your head shoots up and you look around. "Who's there?", you ask.
``Uh-huh, you are that stupid...``
"Damn it! Answer me!", you scream into the darkness. Just then, you realize that you are all alone. There is no one in the room, and it seemed too loud to be coming from one of the other rooms. It seemed like... it was your own thought. `What's going on? Am I going crazy? Is all of this finally catching up to me?`. You put your head back in your hands, relaxing the best you can.
*Clack, clack* You put your head back up, and listen. `That came from the left room`. "Hey, are you ok?", asks the soft voice from the next room.
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine.", you reply in your cracking voice.
"Good.", the boy says. A few awkward seconds pass... "Hey, what's your name?", he asks, obviously curious.
"Uh, Kuso.", you say.
"'Kay, mines Dylan.", he replies. A few more seconds pass.
"So, yeah, Dylan, I'm gonna try an' get some sleep, 'kay?", you say, actually very tired. `How'd I get so tired all of the sudden anyway?`.
"Okay, I won't bother you any more...", he says solemnly.
"Thanks.", you say. You make sure to move before lying down. After scooting a few feet, you finally let yourself hit the floor. You lay there, terrible things going through your head.
*2*
You awaken however later to the metal clank by the door. You get up again, up onto your rear. Footsteps walk to the right of the door, then to the far right, until you can't hear them anymore. You look over and see the tray. `Food`. You get up slowly, wiping the underside of your nose, and flick it off of your hand. You wobble over to the food tray, and look down on the grotesque meal. `Great, moldy bread, rotten berries, and brown water`. *Sigh* You start to eat the spiteful meal.
After minutes of gratuitous chewing and swallowing, you finally eat it all. `I don't get it, if they want to kill me, why don't they just not feed me?`. (I've got a reason, and this is true, it's so he doesn't go for a bite out of the guards.) But they only feed you once a between the beatings, so you just dismiss it. `Probably to keep me barely alive`. You heard footsteps outside, walking towards your room. You quickly slink back to the wall. You hear the lock in the door click. The door opens, and the guard with a beard peeks his head in. "Your still alive, I take it?", he says.
"What do you think?", you say cockily.
"Well then, I guess I might as well get something out of this.", the guard says stepping back from the door. "Put your hands against the wall as before.", he says, almost in monotone. You do exactly what he says, just as before. You hear the door close, and him walk up behind you. You take a glance that didn't even take a fourth of a second, seeing another needle. This one had some yellow stuff in it. You feel it puncture your neck, but this time you do not flinch. You feel the liquid go into your body, just as before. You brace yourself for the burning in your neck, but it did not come, it never did. Instead, you feel a cold sweat going through your body in the same pattern. When it reaches your groin, it feels more warm then cold, inadvertently arousing you. You feel the needle release from your neck, and your head falls forward. You can see that you have a raging hard-on going on south. `Oh shit... no...`.
You fall to your knees and turn around. `WHAT THE HELLS GOING ON?!`. You aren't controlling what you're doing! Your body is moving on its own, and apparently, it was VERY horny! (For this part, I'm just gonna say "you", not "your body", kay?) You look forward at the front of the guards pants. Your hands snake up his legs, and make their way to his belt. You undo the belt, letting the pants fall to the floor. The only thing separating your from what you want the most is a pair of vertically striped boxers. You quickly pull them down, revealing his semi-hard cock. You slip your right hand underneath, stroking his balls with your arm fur. The other hand makes its way up to the cock, slowly pumping it, arousing him further. Your mind is trying to stop, still conscious of the situation, but all it did was make the movements slower and jerkier. He moans lightly above you. You are now pulling the right hand back.
His length now at full size, you take the head into your mouth. He groans as you flick your tongue around the tip. By this point, your mind had switched from trying to stop it to just going faster, just to get this nightmare over with. After a few seconds of continuing this, you start to push into it, towards his waist. Your nose reaches his waist before the cock even hits the back of your throat. You pull back, and push forward again. By now, your arm has left his underside and has gripped his knees. You go faster and faster, until you can't go any faster. You hear him grunt heavily above you, showing that what you're doing is working. His member quivers lightly, right before blowing its load in your mouth. It coats the inside of your mouth with cum. It starts to leak out of the sides of your mouth, and you lewdly swallow the rest, leaving an awful aftertaste in your mouth. The half soft member his pulled out of your mouth. He then pulls up his pants, and refastens his belt. "Heh, you ain't bad.", he says, leaving the room.
But, even in this state, you notice something, something odd. A small smirk appears on your face. Still in a half daze, your arousal went away, meaning the drug has worn off. Now you can start to think. `Lets see, if I counted that correctly, it took about four minutes. If he ever does that again, I'm not sure if I'll be happy or frightened. On one hand, if he does, I have to make him fucking cum again. But, if I do...`. A smile curls on your muzzle. The perfect plan. `I'm getting out of here, next time that horny bastard does it, I'm getting out of here`.
*3*
The next day just went by like a blur. They came in and beat you, not using the "blue" stuff, `Thank God`. I went along with it, just like any other day. Eventually they got tired, and left. You sit up bruised and bleeding, but still happy. Happy that you were finally getting out. Once the food tray was set by the door, you were almost delighted. You ate the food, but no matter how good you felt, that crap still tasted awful.
You waited, a minute... then, the footsteps again, coming down the hallway. Only one set, just like before. You've already thought out this entire thing. He opens the door, and tells you to go to the far wall. You do so, and he approaches you again. He sticks the needle in your neck, and the exact same feeling as before comes over you. `I have to lull him into a false sense of security. He's got a gun, I know it, and I've seen it. I wouldn't stand a chance against him, not with this field on, but if I was to cloud his senses...`.
You get down on your knees again, just as before. You copy the movements almost down to the centimeter. You make your body try to stop, only delaying it further. Just as before, after about four minutes, your arousal waned, and your member went limp, but you still continued, trying to keep the same speed as before. `Just... a little... more...`. After a while he groans, his balls tense, and his cock twitches. `This is it...`. As soon as his cock shoots its first load, you do you thing. You pull back your right arm, and thrust it right up into his chest. The claws pierce the skin, going right to his heart. Blood shot out of the wound almost instantly, spraying you with a fair amount of the guard's essence. (Both kinds :) You quickly stand up, getting out of the continually growing pool of blood and semen. The guard falls into it, dead. `I have to move quickly`. You kneel down, fumbling through his pockets. You then find the thing you were looking for. Keys. You also come across his gun, holstered inside of his shirt. You grab it, and put it in the back elastic of your pants.
You stand up and walk to the door. *Sigh* `I had better have been right`. You grab the loop in the door and pull. It pulls free without resistance. `Good job, perv`. You walk outside, and look back and forth down the hallway. You turn back to the door, shutting and locking it. To the left, at the end of the hallway, there was another door. There was also a door on either side of yours. You quickly walk to the left one, and fumble with the keys. Luckily for you, the keys had the numbers "1", "2", and "3" respectively, and the last key had nothing on it. You ready the one that says "1", and put it into the lock. It turns and you hear the tumbler click. You slowly push the door open and look inside. There was Dylan, a little human boy. He has messy black hair, and was wearing the same thing you were, knee-cut sweats. He was sleeping, curled into a little ball. He had bruises, along with a few cuts here and there on his face, arms and legs. You quickly ran up beside him, and shook at his shoulder. His eyes open, and meet yours. He jumps back, up against the wall. "G-Get away from me!", he says, fear in his eyes.
"Hey, shh! It's me, Kuso!", you say, trying to look as friendly as possible, if that is even possible when covered in blood.
"R-Really? How'd you get out, then?", he says, calming down.
"You don't wanna know. C'mon, we're getting outta here!", you say. You get up and walk for the open door. You can hear him get up and follow you out. You turn to his door, and once he's out, you close and lock it. "This should make them think we're still in our cells.", you say, turning the key. He nods and walks towards the far door.
"What about this one?", he asks. "Aren't you gonna let them out?", he asks.
"Is there anyone in there?", you ask, walking over to the door.
"I'm not sure, but I think it's best to check, yeah?", he says. You get the key that has the "3" on it, and put it in the lock. You turn it and open the door. Sure enough, on the far wall, there was someone, shivering.
The light seemed even dimmer in here than in your room. You walk over to the being. You start to see the features of the person. `It's a woman, tail... white fur...`. "Tsune?", you ask. `Did they get her? Why? `. Ears prop up on her head, and her head turns around slowly. "Y-Yan-ne??", she says.
"No, it's me, Kuso.", you says, now kneeling next to her. You put a hand on her shoulder, trying to calm her. She's in terrible shape, blood and dirt in her fur. But the worst seems to be mental damage. She looks horrible, and she is cold... unhealthily cold.
"K-Kuso? Y-Your ok...", she says, looking into you eyes. She then quickly scrambles to her feet, and grabs your upper body in her fall. She squeezed tightly, probably in a hug (of some kind). She has your arms in a death grip, and it didn't look like she was going to be letting go anytime soon. `Just like the first time we met`. "I'm s-sorry...", she pleads into your chest fur.
"For what? What did you do? If anything, this is my fault, don't blame yourself.", you say, trying to comfort her.
"No, t-that's not i-it.", she says, pushing herself into your chest. "I ratted you o-out. I was too w-weak. I told them e-exactly where you w-were.", she says, starting to cry.
"I forgive you, but, like I said, this is my fault for killing them. If I hadn't done that, nothing would have happened to you. I used you, and you are the one paying for it, not me, that is what I'm sorry for.", you finish. `Wow, I didn't even think that through`. "Listen, I know that your happy to see me, but we can get out of here, but we have to hurry, ok?", you ask. She looks up into your face, tears running down her features. She nods, and let's go of you.
You get up and offer your hand to her, and she takes it, and uses it to get up. She then looks into your face, but her eyes travel a little lower of your eyes. She then smirks a little. "What?", you ask. She motions a wipe across the left side of her mouth. You mimic the motion, and bring your hand back. It had some of the guards cum on it. You blush, clear your throat, and wipe your entire muzzle with your arm.
The two of you walk out of the room, and find the kid standing just outside of the door. "Ready?", he asks. You nod and the three of you walk through the far door.
*4*
Your head rounds the corner, checking if the coast is clear. The room is empty in its fluorescent glow, and the three of you jog as softly as you can down the hallway. You've been following this corridor for close to fifteen minutes, and still haven't found a door out. None of you have said anything since you left the prison area. You pop your head around the next corner, checking again. There was someone in this hallway, but just one. You motion for them to stay there, and you used your Agility. From an outer look, you just disappeared, then reappeared, and the guard falling on his face. "Hmm", says Dylan as the three of you come around the corner. "So'd ya kill him?", he asks, stepping over the body.
"Nah, I don't see the point in useless killing.", you reply. He just nods as you continue on. As you are running, a door catches your eye. "Experimentation Lab". You stop in front of the door, and so do your companions. You push at the door, and it opens freely. There is no one in the room. Cages lined the walls, keeping an ominous feeling over the room. All of the cages were empty and just stood there. At the end of the hallway was a little black box.
"C'mon, let's go... Kuso?", says Dylan from behind. You look back at him, nodding. You let the door go, and it made its way back to its original position. You just turn and start running in the direction you were originally heading.
After a few more minutes, the sound you were dreading reaches your ears. A klaxon starts ringing through the hallways, alerting all the guards. "Shit...", you say under your breath.
"C'mon, no use being sneaky now!", you say, and start running. The other two just follow obediently. After a while, you see a door at the end of the hallway you just crossed into. This door looked promising, especially because of the "Exit" sign above it. You run for it as fast as you can, accidentally leaving the other two far behind. Once you get to the door, you push at it. A rush of muggy air floods your nostrils. It was raining, beautiful, cool rain. This door is facing a forest, the moon shown hazily in the sky. `No time to enjoy it now`. You look back at the two running down the hallway, and you jerk your head away into the forest. When they catch up to you, you slam the double-doors behind you.
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So, yeah. That's about it. As before, PLEASE review.
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"Fail to plan, plan to fail."
-Aleate