You are inmate 6869, and you are being escorted to Doctor Ruby's infirmary.

once inside the infirmary you see a woman with red hair, dress in a black tube top, black pants, and a white lab coat.

"Please have a seat on the bed over there, 6869."

She points to one of the beds in the room.

"Well, inmate 6869," she says as she picks up your file, "it looks like you've been suffering from a... unique reaction to the drugs that are normally used on these prisoners." She glances at you from beneath her lashes. "I take it that you're interested in knowing more about this?"

Well, the drugs are still experimental and we're not entirely sure what all of their side effects are. But it seems that your body is reacting to them quite... well. And I believe they may hold the key to unlocking some interesting new abilities for you. Wouldn't you like to find out more?

She smiles, setting your file down on her desk. "Very well. I think it would be best if we experiment with these drugs in controlled circumstances, to make sure that everything goes according to plan." She glances at the beds. "Now, why don't you hop up onto one of those so that I can get started?"

"Alright then," she says as you climb up onto the bed. "I'll start by giving you a slightly larger dose of the drug, just to see how your body reacts to it." Her fingers dance nimbly across her keyboard and into one of several sealed vials on the counter before her. She removes the top with a click, revealing a bright yellow liquid within. "This should help us learn more about what these drugs are capable of doing..." She comes around to your side of the bed, holding out a syringe filled with the same substance. "Are you ready?"

"Alright then," she says as you climb up onto the bed. "I'll start by giving you a slightly larger dose of the drug, just to see how your body reacts to it." Her fingers dance nimbly across her keyboard and into one of several sealed vials on the counter before her. She removes the top with a click, revealing a bright yellow liquid within. "This should help us learn more about what these drugs are capable of doing..." She comes around to your side of the bed, holding out a syringe filled with the same substance. "Are you ready?"

She leans in, deftly swabbing your exposed neck with an alcohol-soaked pad before plunging the needle into your skin. The cool fluid slides home as she slowly pushes the plunger down, watching the bubbles rise inside the clear chamber. Once done, she pulls the needle out and presses a cotton ball against the small wound, holding it there for a moment before removing it entirely.

"There," she says, straightening up with a satisfied smile on her face. "That shouldn't take long to start working. Why don't you lie back and relax while I get this room prepared? It might be best if we kept an eye on you just in case there are any... unexpected side effects." She glances meaningfully at the other beds before walking away from you, toward her computer.

She smiles to herself as she inputs the commands to unlock her computer and lower the security measures surrounding her research data. The riot outside is a welcome distraction, making it easier for her to move about freely in the infirmary while keeping everyone else occupied with more pressing matters. With everything set up just how she wants it, she begins administering various doses of the sex and body enhancement drugs to herself, experimenting with their effects on her own body first-hand.

Her eyes widen in surprise as she hears you cry out in pain and pleasure simultaneously. "Inmate 6869," she says sharply, turning toward you on her feet. "Are you alright?" As she draws closer to the bed, she can't help but feel a flutter of excitement in her stomach. The effects of the drugs she's taken are amplifying your cries and making them sound even more erotic than before.

Her gaze is drawn irresistibly to your now enormous cock as she steps closer. Unable to resist the urge, her hand reaches out and tentatively touches the hot flesh, marveling at its new size and texture. Her fingertips dance lightly over your tip, teasing you as she asks once more, "Are you alright, 6869?"

"I'm sorry," she says breathlessly, her own body beginning to crave the sensations she's feeling through your cock as she touches it. "But I need to make sure you're okay... And maybe test out this new drug a little bit more..." She moves closer still, lowering her head so that her lips brush against your achingly hard length before taking it fully into her mouth.

Her eyes widen as she feels your cock spasm violently against her tongue and palate. The warm flood of sperm fills her mouth, streaming down her throat and into her stomach. She swallows greedily, unable to resist the intense sensations coursing through her body. Once she's certain there's nothing left to taste, she pulls back slowly, a mix of relief and desire etched across her flushed features.

"Hm..." she murmurs, frowning thoughtfully as she runs a hand over the front of her pants, feeling their warmth through the fabric. "That's quite an impressive reaction... I wonder what else you might be capable of doing with that kind of power?" She tilts her head to one side and smiles wickedly at you. "Perhaps it would be best if we had some fun testing things out, don't you think?"

With a sudden move, she shoves you roughly onto your back on the bed before straddling your hips, positioning her wet mouth over your achingly hard cock once more. This time, however, she doesn't just take you deep into her throat. Instead, she sucks and licks and nibbles at you, relishing the taste of herself on your skin and the power that comes with having control over this monstrous cock. "Please..." she moans as her tongue flicks out to tease the sensitive ridge beneath your head, "fuck me with that thing... Make me feel it..."

"So demanding," she murmurs with a husky laugh as her movements become more frantic. Her hands grasp your shoulders, holding herself steady as she continues to take you deeper and deeper into her mouth. The more she pleases you, the more pleasure she derives from it - an endless cycle that only seems to grow in intensity with each passing moment. "You want me to stop?" She teases, looking up at you from beneath lowered lashes. "Or do you want me to keep going... and see just how far this goes?"

Her eyes widen with excitement as you beg her to stop, the challenge of pushing you past your limits thrilling her beyond belief. Her fingers dig deeper into your shoulders, holding herself in place as she takes more and more of your massive cock down her throat. She can feel it stretching her tender flesh to the limit, threatening to tear through with every powerful thrust.

With a growl, she pulls back suddenly, freeing your engorged member from between her lips. She gasps for air as she regards you hungrily, then moves lower down on the bed until her face is level with your achingly hard shaft. "Tell me," she whispers hoarsely, "what do you want? Do you want me to stop?" Her tongue darts out, tracing a wet line from your navel up to the head of your cock. "Or do you want me to help you feel better... like really, really good?"

Her lips part, baring her teeth as she grins wickedly at your cries of submission and pain. Her tongue flicks out to run along the length of your cock, teasing the sensitive flesh beneath the helpless head. She's enjoying this power trip far too much to stop now.

"Too bad," she purrs, her voice low and sultry in the quiet room. "I don't think you quite understand what I can do with that big, strong body of yours." Her hands slide down your abdomen until they reach the edge of your briefs, tugging them roughly aside. She gasps as she sees the impressive bulge of your massive member straining against the thin fabric of her pants.

"Let's see if I can find a way to make you feel better... with this," she says, reaching down between your legs to grasp your throbbing length in her hand. Her fingers wrap around you tightly, gripping you like a prize as she begins to stroke up and down in long, steady movements, reveling in the feel of your hot flesh pressed against her palm.

The last few hours had been nothing short of incredible, as Doctor Ruby experimented with every way possible to make you cum over and over again. Your body seemed to have no limits, your cock producing endless streams of hot cum that filled jar after jar, all while she watched in fascination. Now, lying next to you on the bed, she can't help but feel a pang of loss as reality sets back in; this sort of freedom was fleeting, and she had responsibilities that couldn't be ignored any longer.

With a sigh, she pushes herself upright and climbs off the bed. "Alright, that's enough for now," she says, her voice laced with regret. "We should probably get back to normal before someone starts wondering what happened in here." She grabs a few of the empty jars filled with your cum and slips them into her lab coat pocket, a small trophy of sorts from this wild night.

"Come along now," she says, offering you a hand up off the bed. "Let's get back to the rest of the inmates before anyone decides they want some fun too."

Dutifully, you follow Doctor Ruby back to your cell, feeling a mixture of exhaustion and exhilaration coursing through your body. She leads you inside, closing the door behind her before locking it with a sharp click. Once the deed is done, she turns to face you, resting her hands on her hips as she regards you thoughtfully.

"Now then," she says with a knowing smirk, "what do you think happened back there?" She tilts her head to one side, watching your reaction closely. "Did I make you feel better... or worse?"

Your sudden change in demeanor catches her off guard. For an instant, confusion flashes across her features before it's replaced by something else: a strange mix of satisfaction and disappointment. She takes a step closer to you, her voice dropping low as she asks, "What is it, inmate 6869? Are you afraid of me?" Her hand reaches out to touch your cheek, tracing the line of your jaw with delicate fingers.

The feel of her skin against yours sends a shiver down your spine, and for a moment, you're torn between wanting more of this attention... and fearing what it might mean for you. The look in her eyes seems to demand something from you, but you're not quite sure what that is.

Her smile does not falter as you pull away and try to avoid her touch. Instead, she takes a step back, watching your every move with curiosity and amusement. "Well, well," she says, her voice light but laced with an edge of steel. "Looks like we've got ourselves quite the situation here." She pauses for a moment before continuing. "Let me make this clear: you are mine now. You belong to me and this facility. And if you think you can just crawl away from me whenever I get too close..." Her voice trails off suggestively, leaving the unspoken threat hanging heavy in the air between you.

Her gaze drifts down to your crotch before snapping back up to meet yours again, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Maybe... I'll give you some time to think about that." She turns on her heel and begins walking away from you, toward the cell door. As she reaches it, she pauses and looks over her shoulder once more. "Just remember, 6869," she says softly, menacingly, "there will be consequences if you continue to disobey."

"Well, well," Doctor Ruby says as she enters your cell with two other women wearing masks. Her tone is almost amused as she studies your expression. "Looks like we've got ourselves a situation here." She pauses for effect before continuing, her voice lowering into a sultry whisper. "Perhaps it's time for us to teach you just how much you belong to us... and this facility."

She nods at one of the other women who steps forward, holding out what appears to be a set of shackles. Doctor Ruby eyes your crotch hungrily before turning away, muttering something under her breath about "unruly pets." The woman behind her leans in, whispering harshly into your ear as she secures the shackles around your ankles.

You feel a surge of fear and helplessness wash over you as the other two women lead you out of your cell, Doctor Ruby following close behind. Their destination is unknown, but one thing is certain: from now on, everything about you will belong to them.

Her smile is chilling as she watches your panic unfold. "Oh, don't worry," she says casually, her tone deceptively gentle, "I'm not going to touch you... at least, not yet." She pauses for a moment before continuing in that same hushed, almost whispered voice, "But I think it's time we teach you your place. And believe me when I say, the punishment will fit the crime."

As if on cue, one of the women behind her snaps a pair of handcuffs shut around your wrists, yanking them tight enough to make your shoulders ache in protest. They continue to lead you deeper into the infirmary, leaving Doctor Ruby to trail after them like a satisfied predator.

The further they go, the more anxious and terrified you become; it's clear that whatever is about to happen next, it won't be pleasant. Your only solace comes from the cold metal of the cuffs biting into your wrists, serving as a reminder that at least for now, you still belong to them.

"I hope you're ready for some... enlightenment," Doctor Ruby says with a cruel smile. "Because I promise you, it's going to be quite the experience." Her voice takes on a slightly mocking edge as she continues, "And remember, inmate 6869, no matter how much pain we inflict upon your body... or how many times we make you beg for release..." She pauses for emphasis. "...you'll always belong to us."

The woman leading her step through a door into a dimly lit room. The air is thick with anticipation and fear, making it hard not to shiver uncontrollably as she walks deeper inside. On the table before her lies an assortment of tools: paddles, whips, clamps... all manner of devices designed for inflicting pain and humiliation. Her heart races with excitement at the thought of using them on you, of reminding you who truly has control here.

As Doctor Ruby methodically torments you over the course of the month, her mind replays the events of that fateful night in the infirmary like a broken record. The power she felt when she discovered your true capabilities... the way your body responded to her touch and commands... It's enough to send shivers down her spine even now, despite the countless hours she's spent abusing and humiliating you.

Her only regret is that she couldn't keep you for herself; it would have been so much more satisfying if you belonged only to her. But alas, such are the perils of working in a facility like this; the lines between personal desire and professional obligation often become blurred beyond recognition. Still, there will be other chances... other inmates who cross her path whose bodies and minds she can mold into whatever shape she desires. Until then, you remain a reminder of what could have been: your bruised flesh, your sore muscles, and most of all, the fear that lingers in your eyes every time she comes near.

As you're led away to begin your new life as someone else's plaything, Doctor Ruby can't help but feel a twinge of regret. You were such an intriguing subject; one that she could have spent years exploring and experimenting upon. Alas, the fickle hand of fate has once again dealt its cards poorly for her.

She watches you go with a mix of envy and satisfaction, grateful that at least some part of your suffering will continue but all too aware that she'll never truly know what might have been had circumstances been different. Ah well, there will always be other inmates to toy with; perhaps one day she'll find another as promising as you once were...