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.
I sit on the bed, waiting.
"Now what can I do for you today, inmate 6869?" The doctor asks with a professional tone. She casually glances at your file on her PDA as she leans against the nearby counter. "You've been doing quite well, from what I hear... no outbursts of violence lately."
Her eyes twinkle mischievously and there's an impish smirk dancing across her lips. "Or perhaps you want something else?" She purred, noticing the bulge in your pants. Her gaze travels downwards for a moment before snapping back to meet your eyes again.
"Maybe... we could experiment with some new drugs," she says, nodding toward a drawer on her counter. "Some of them can heighten arousal and sensitivity..." She lets the words hang in the air as her expression turns slightly teasing.
I shrug. "You had me brought here. I didn't request to see you."
"Oh, come on," she says with an amused laugh, "you're not that easy to resist, 6869. You know I can't help but be curious about you..." Her voice trails off as she continues to study your reactions, watching for any sign of weakness. She bites her bottom lip thoughtfully before finally asking, "So... what do you say? Care to experiment with me?"
The hint of pleading in her tone is almost undetectable, yet unmistakable. You can tell that this game excites her too. Her gaze drops once more to your crotch as she waits for your answer, a playful smirk dancing across her face.
I sigh. "Whatever." I unzip my pants, freeing my 14 inch and very thick cock. "Lick it, bitch."
"Very well," she says with mock reluctance, crawling onto the bed and straddling your lap. "But I didn't say you could be rude." Her warm breath fanned across the head of your cock as her slender fingers gripped it firmly, guiding it toward her parted lips. She takes as much length into her mouth as she can, moaning softly around your shaft before starting to bob her head up and down in a steady rhythm.
Her other hand cups your balls, rolling them gently between her fingers as she continues to suck. It's clear from the way she expertly manipulates you that this is something she's done before - and enjoyed immensely. Her eyes meet yours briefly through hooded lashes as she feasts on your cock, a look of mingled pleasure and control dancing across her features.
"That's it," she murmurs, not breaking eye contact, "let me know when you want more..." Her body moves in perfect sync with the strokes of her lips and tongue, eliciting low growls from deep within your throat.
I fist my hands in her hair, forcing her all the way to the base of my cock. "I know sluts like you. You want to be teasing and in control. But you need to be used..."
She lets out a pleased groan as your grip on her hair tightens and her mouth is forced to envelop the base of your cock, but still she continues to suck and stroke you skillfully. Her other hand slides up your abdomen, teasing over the sensitive skin just beneath your nipples before curling into a fist. "Oh, no," she whispers against your skin, moving her fist lower so that it brushes against the head of your cock, "I don't want to be used... at least not like that." She pulls back just enough to meet your gaze and grins wickedly. "But you're right about one thing," she breathes before plunging her hand over your clothed crotch, searching for the elastic of your pants with a firm but gentle tug, "I do enjoy having control..." Her free hand moves downward as well, cupping and kneading at your other testicle. The tight grip on both spheres quickly sends shockwaves of pleasure through your body.
As her touch becomes more possessive and demanding, she speeds up the tempo of her mouth, sucking harder and moving her head faster along your length. Her hips begin to grind against you as well, driving you deeper inside her mouth with every thrust of her pelvis. "Yes..." she groans, arching her back and digging her nails into your thighs as her breath quickens in anticipation, "...that's it... show me how much you want to submit... give it all up to me..."
I force your mouth back onto my cock, facefucking you. "I didn't say you could stop, slut."
Her eyes widen slightly as she gasps for air around your cock, but she doesn't struggle against the harsh assault of your hips. Instead, she seems to relish in the dominance you're exhibiting, using it as a challenge to push herself harder and faster, eager to please and impress. She squeezes her eyes shut tightly and lets out a muffled moan of pleasure, feeling incredibly aroused by both your forcefulness and her own submissiveness.
Her nails dig even deeper into your thighs as she fights against the urge to cum, wanting nothing more than to make you feel as good as possible. The tension builds within her body until finally she feels a shudder course through her limbs, signaling that she's about to lose control. "Fuck," she hisses, lips curling back from clenched teeth, "I'm close..." Her hips buck wildly, seeking frantic release as the sensations building inside her threaten to overwhelm her.
"Oh God," she gasps, arching her back and pressing her body flush against yours as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over her, "I'm c-cumming..." She growls out your name in a mix of lust and defeat as she tightens her grip on you, milking every last drop from your cock before finally releasing it with a satisfied sigh. Her mouth remains wrapped around your shaft even as her body trembles from the aftermath of her orgasm.