FSE

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'Darkness; a friend to some, and an enemy to others. It could bring comfort as easily as it could fear, or worse yet, pain. Pain, why pain? Something was hurting, and it was black all around, but there seems to be a noise...Just can't quite make it out, too hard to focus. Is it someone talking? No, it was too monotonous and...getting louder? Fuck, it feels like someone hit me in the back of the head! Maybe that's why my brain is all scrambled...THERE! There it was again! What is it? It sounds like...an alarm almost, but I use a clock-radio, not an alarm. Am I dreaming? It feels really...real, but it's hard to move...Maybe I'll call out! Hnn-no, no, something is in my mouth - God, it really hurts my teeth! Feels like a...ring, but something is in the middle, what the hell-'

The generator finally kicked in, a loud steady siren started up and half of the lights flickered on to cast a harsh sterile white light across a previously black room.

'Huh? OH! Oh my god! It's so fucking bright! What is happening?! I'm awake now?!'

And just like that, the generator died, giving only small glimpse around for a matter of seconds. The walls were like white pillows, which certainly helped amplify the painfully bright white lights, but that wasn't all - The door to the room was open, and while the siren died, the bloody red light it gave off did not - It was something between a rotating police emergency light, but with the softness of a photo-lab light. Leaving half the room in darkness, while the rest was lit up just enough to see.

'The strangest part was the low murmur I could hear, but fuck this room, lets go see what's outside. Standing up was proving difficult, because I quickly discovered that my arms were almost unmoving across my stomach - Was this a straitjacket? Why would I be in a straitjacket? I know I'm thinking a lot to myself right now, but I'm pretty sure I'm not crazy! If I inch up along a wall and wiggle just right, I can...y-yes! Okay! Standing. Good. Oh great, my legs are chained together...ehh, I think- O-Okay, it's not too cumbersome, just can't run...'

The overhead lights flickered on and off melodramatically on occasion, it was practically a set-up for a horror movie! The ever-turning light would continue making it difficult to put things together, given it was pitching just as much feint red light as it was plenty of darkness. Something seemed to be coming closer, but it only seemed to move in the darkness and froze in the light. There were plenty of rooms along this corridor, and every room had its own light, visible via the window, and every corridor corner had a matching rotating light as well.

'So lesse....Oh, there are more lights out here, but why isn't this place more lit up? I don't see any windows, so it could be daytime for all I know. I wish my head didn't hurt so much...Lets think...Oh! I know! I'll just follow the outside wall. Damn, this definitely is a straitjacket, but why? The rooms...huh, looks like people are sleeping. Why am I awake then? Maybe they were hit in the back of the head too...Should I wake someone else up? Shit, I can't even get a door open, so much for that.'

Suddenly, it lashed out! Even the darkness didn't stop it at this distance.

'HOLY FUCK, FUCK-FUCK-FUCK, WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT!? RUN-RUN-RUN, RIGHT-no LEFT! Reception! Someone will help me there! Fuck it's so hard to move in these chains! Doesn't look like anyone is here! Hit...the...bell- SHIT, that was SO loud! Is it following me? Gah, I can't see anything in this light. I hear someone behind the counter-'

But it wasn't just someone, it was several...people. They too were similar to the previous encounter, but as luck and unluck would have it, the sterile white lights flickered on for a second and revealed these almost zombie-esque creatures, though they were clearly a bit smarter...or more well trained. They used the light to move, but there was no time to figure out why. Thankfully, they were behind a tall counter.

'Shiiiiiit! Find some doors, any doors! D-Double doors, yes! Damn, the siren is back on! I can't hear anything! Stairs...stairs...something...Another person in a jacket? Why are they out here? Seems like they won't be getting far-'

The other patient was also gagged, head-to-toe in what would soon be discovered as an identical outfit; rubber hood, gag, collar, straitjacket, ankle chains, barefoot, and yoga-shorts of some sort - Though there was one difference upon closer inspection, the eye-holes of the hood were covered with a rubber blindfold of a similar colour, and were snapped onto the hood itself, as was the gag. The chair the patient sat in had a car-like seat-belt, from shoulder to waist and across the lap, but with the chains under the legs of the chair, and a curved bar at the edge of the seat between the sitters legs, movement from that chair was impossible.

'Is that what I'm wearing? I-Is that what will happen to me?! She seems to be breathing at least, but I'm useless to her...Okay, lets-...fuck, stairs. Found'em, but up or down? DOWN! Don't-trip don't-trip don't-trip don't-trip, fuck these are so hard with this damn chain! Don't-FUCK! Ugh...my face...I-I'm still standing...think positive...Huff...short breather...'

The siren cut off, and a few hazy seconds later, the downstairs door slammed open, but it wasn't another one of those creatures just encountered. It seemed they were calling out, and waving encouragingly to come on.

'Is-is that? No...They're...Yeah! I think they're calling for me! Finally, someone to explain this!'

They hurried up the stairs, closer inspection revealed it was a male, but not an orderly or doctor, their garb was civilian pants and shirt with a jacket over that - Though they seemed to have several weapons upon them as they half-carried the straitjacketed prison down the remaining stairs - With a grip on their rear, as well as strap across their chest.

'He sure is squeezing my ass, but at least he's helping me...I can't understand him though, what language is he speaking in? Are those pills? Ugh! No! I don't want pills!'

The man had removed the plug-core of the gag - Which dangled from the chin, where it was attached via small chain - And popped a few pills in through the ring while tilting the head back - Forcibly feeding them the pills, stroking their throat to make sure they went down. He spoke reassuringly, but there was an obvious language barrier, and he guided them through some double-doors as he further seemed to be heading towards an open room.

'Ugh, what did he give me? If we're in a hospital, it could've been damn near anything! At least he pulled the thingy out so I can make noise. Wait, where is he leading me? Oh no, not another room! WHAT ARE YOU SAYING!? Nononono-'

As helpful as he seemed, he was soon headbutted hard on the nose, and as he staggered back to draw out not his guns, but some needles, the second attack was an upwards headbutt to the under part of the chin and knocked him out. The needles scattered as he dropped hard to the floor, blood pouring from his nose and mouth, but it was hard to see because of the rotating lights also being red.

'God damn it, that hurt so fucking much! W-Well...At least he's out. What was in those needles? Or those pills? WHAT THE HELL IS THIS PLACE?!'

Heading forward, two more people seemed to almost be going about their daily job - A woman with a clipboard was checking something off as she filled little cups with pills, and a man with a clipboard was checking each room, then marking something on the clipboard. They had yet to notice what would essentially seemed like an escaped patient.

'Why are those two so nonchalant? Did they not hear me knock that guy out? What are they do....I think this IS actually a hospital! But why am I here? A- Oh shit, they saw me! I can't go back upstairs! Maybe I can- No! Shit. There aren't more stairs down, maybe I'm on the ground floor?'

The two were on the cornered patient quickly, speaking to one another in a similar-sounding tongue as the last guy, but these two looked professional, and managed to wrestle the patient into one of the chairs lining the wall. They didn't go for the seat-belt straps yet, but they seemed to be interrogating the patient.

'I want OUT dammit! Why can they not understand that I CANNOT UNDERSTAND THEM! Even with all my grunts and noises, they still don't get it! My head feels funny though, musta been all that headbutting. Wait, why is that guy unzipping his- Ohgodno!'

The supposed doctor was holding the patient to the chair, as the male nurse began to retrieve his member from his pants - With the ring-gag wide open, it wouldn't take much to use it! Though their biggest mistake was not handling the patients' legs! A swift knee up had the nurse on the ground, holding his crotch. While the doctor began to try pulling the seat-belt strap over, though that was an equally large mistake, and brought her within range of a headbutt from the patient - Something she should've expected! Leaping to their feet, the patient almost felt invigorated after knocking another two people down! Though the patient didn't stop there, they began to give small kicks to the face and side of the head of the nurse to keep him down, and the doctor got her own share of pain, mainly, a stomp to the already broken nose - Even with her hands covering it, the blow was still staggering at best.

'H-Hokay uh...My head feels better. Maybe that guy had given me pain pills? AUGH! That fucking siren is so loud! Lets just get through this damn place-'

The patient mosied through the double doors a third time, and headed down the corridor lined with closed doors, around the pill-station, and down another corridor with more doors - Though one room had a steady red light, whereas every other light was flickering or rotating. The patient finally noticed writing on the wall, but they too were in a language unknown to them, and aside from identifying there were TWO things down the corridor the patient was heading, they were useless. Arriving at the door, a quick peek inside revealed what looked like another doctor with a patient strew over the top of his desk - Clearly trying to struggle and escape, but that patient was also bound similarly in a straitjacket, and the whole nine yards - Being mounted and thrust into from behind. As titillating as it was, the patient peeking in clearly had a mix of emotions - Arousal, shame, helplessness, empathy - But escape returned to being the foremost thought.

'D-Damn, I wish I could help her...That could be me! W-Wait a minute, what am I saying?! This is a hospital! Why are they treating their patients like this! Is nobody else worried about the zombies upstairs?!'

The siren went off again, the patient, though not the other two, and sent the mostly-free patient fleeing down the rest of the hallway and out through some double doors, wracked with guilt and fear.

'Poor thing, I-I'll try to come back if...n-no, WHEN I get free! Ugh, more stairs...Slow and steady...Don't fall at the end...Halfway down...Doesn't look, huff, like anyone is around...More double doors...Nope, nobody here eith-'

The patient had stumbled upon a creature roaming around on all fours, though given the full-body rubber gimp-suit, it didn't seem like it had much choice. From a glance, it appeared to also have a wide ring gag, but was blindfolded, and with legs frog-tied via straps, it could only move around on all fours. The hands were encased in mittens, and much to the surprise of the patient...

'It's a guy! Why is he...Ew! I hope that's saliva coming out of his mouth. Oh my, his cock is encased too! And he's pretty well endowed...Oof, is that a buttplug? Damn it looks big...I wonder if he's gay...? Wait, why am I?! Ugh, focus! He seems more lost than I am, so no point in trying to get his attention...Mmf, what I'd pay to have that in me...'

The siren had stopped once more, leaving an eery silence on this floor that was extra-creepy due to the red lighting. The patient seemed more and more clear-headed, and with no semblance of a threat on this level, they began to peek into the rooms. Each patient adorned virtually the same outfit, straitjacket and all. There was some sort of identifier on the shoulder, but it too was in another language than English. This particular room was much larger than the previous, and had a curtain drawn on one side, while the other had a patient belly-first on an examination chair - Straps holding their legs down to each arm of the chair, with a strap over the hips and likely more keeping them down.

'This looks like an examination room-oh! Shit. Did they see me? No, okay, cool. What are they doing? Looks like they are talking to each other...I wish I could understand them! Why does that gynecological chair have straps? Oh! Oh no...He's not even wearing gloves to do that! This is one sick hospital! Ugh, lets just see the next room...Huh, nothing. Hmm next one...Oh! Two girls! They...are...certainly having fun it looks like. Weird though, they're in armbinders, not straitjackets...Seems a chain leading to the roof is also connecting the ring of the armbinders together, so that's why they're stuck like that. Those weights must be heavy on their nipples...Their also hooded, I wonder if they even know each other? They keep grinding back on each other, must be something fun between them...I'm a little jealous!'

An unseen someone snuck up on the peeping tom, stepping on the chain between the patients ankles, and grabbing a guiding strap on the back of the straitjacket. Speaking to the patient in the same unknown language, but leaving her no less freaked out!

'WHA?! SHIT! I can't move! Gotta...try...something! Dammit, they're on the chain, I can't run! He's gotta hold of something, I can't even headbutt! Where's he taking me?! I c-can't!'

From behind, and kept firmly at arms-length, the patient was lead forcibly around the corner they seemed to have been going anyways, and to an inner wall, with the double door exit just a few meters away. If the patient had turned around on any previous level, they would've seen a similar wall lined with all sorts of adult toys and miscellaneous fetish gear. With a simple clip of a short leash, the patient was chained face-forward to the wall, and a foot-activated lever made the hook that had caught the ankle chains close down upon them, completing a semi-circle against the floor to hold the patient in place.

'Shit this is bad, I can't move! I can barely see! What are they grabbing? On no, they're undoing the crotch strap! Pleasenopleasenopleaseno- m-my shorts! Were they cut off?! It can't be! Ah! That's so cold! Oh-no oh god no! Not there! NNNGH, n-not my ass! Ohhh fuck, it's so big, hnnng! It-it's getting BIGGER?! Nnn...Ah...uhn...make it stop! Wh-what's that buzzMMMH! Ahhh~ N-no I can't!'

Try as they might, the patient was getting roundly manhandled by a female nurse. The budding arousal, along with the strap grinding into the poor patients crotch all this time, left her nearly at the peak of orgasm. So with a plug inflated inside her rear, and a powerful plug-in personal massager pressed up between her legs, it was a mere matter of moments before she began to climax. It was maddening enough to lead up to this moment, but the vibrator didn't go away anytime soon, pushing the patient over the edge again with ample breast-groping as well, and finally teased to the edge a third time, but it was then cut off. Leaving her on the edge, panting, and only being held up by the nurse and the leash. The nurse spoke more, but it went over the patients head, though as her hazy mind was in recovery of some pretty powerful orgasms - The nurse managed to sneak in a nice fat dildo into the patient, covered in dozens of dull pointy spikes, it was subsequently held in place by something the patient was not expecting - A chastity belt! It was made of a heavy duty rubber, almost thong-like, and was buckled shut, with a shiny new lock to keep it safely on. And for good measure, the crotch-strap was replaced. Though as a secret bonus, the nurse had clipped a key to the collar while she was unclipping the leash.

'Hnnn...Oh-oh god, how could...how could they...wh-what is this hospital...I'm...all down my legs...I-Is she setting me free? Ugh, she left me so horny!'

Before the nurse set the patient free though...

'What is she doing now? Wh-what! Why is everything now purple?!'

The nurse had laid a blue lens over the red lenses that were attached to the hood. Pulling something from the patients ear, she whispered...

'W-Wait, she speaks English?! What is in my ear!? What does she mean by 'good luck'?!'

The hook holding the ankle chains had opened up, the nurse pulling the patient safely back from the wall after re-plugging her ear - Giving her a glimpse of the full wall, and the assortment of naughty devices, before turning the patient around and pushing her towards the double doors.

'Okay, k-keep calm...Everything is purple...And my ears are plugged with something...Maybe that's why I can't understand anyone? Guh...did she have to make the plugs so big? Where'd she go anyways?'

The stairs were much more difficult for the patient this time, the large-sized plugs stirring with every shift of the hips were bad enough, but the orgasms took a lot out of her, and there was still the high risk of falling! Without arms to catch herself, the patient had to be extra-careful. The fact that everything was now purple was no less confusing, and with the added knowledge that she was wearing some sort of earplugs...

'Is this some sort of game? Why are the stairs always at the other end?! I can't even tell how many floors I've gone down now! I'm getting thirsty too...When will this end?!'

The siren sounded again, causing the patient to jump and lose footing at the bottom of the stairs - She was just quick enough to turn to her side, landing with a hefty 'oof!' and thanking her stars that she didn't faceplant.

'Fuck that hurt- guhhh, now I gotta get up again! Oooh~ ahmmm...These damn plugs are shifting around even more now!'

Having wiggled to the wall, the patient managed to flop her head onto one of the chairs and lift herself up into it, and through a painstaking process, brought herself up to standing once more. Heading through the double doors, she nearly jumped backwards through them when she saw what was beyond them!

'Are those...real? They look real...Let me just....OOH! Fuck, they are real! Uh-oh, they're all moving now. How would they even know I'm here?'

It was unlike the other levels she had been on - This was a room of...asses, literally. The room was much more narrow than previous rooms, but had nothing in the middle except a drain and sloped flooring. Other then that, every couple meters or so, was a bum sticking out of the wall - Almost trophy-like, except that they were attached to living creatures. By a quick, staggered glance around, most were female with black pads wired to their butt cheeks, but all the males had milking tubes attached to their genitalia, and with equally mysterious black pads attached and wired to their testicles. Every single living hole in the room had a plug in it, adorned with a ring to pull it out.

'This can't be real, what the hell sort of place is this?! Is this what that nurse meant by good luck? It reeks of sex in here, so it must be...Lets just...'

The patient pushed through the double-doors at the end, and was greeted with fresh air and sunlight.

'Yes! This musta been the ground floor! It's so bright out, I can't see...but I'm finally-'

It took the patients eyes a moment to focus to the brightness of the afternoon, but once adjusted, they fell upon an even more sexually heathenish heaven! Not only were there high walls surrounding the yard, but...

'These...there...bondage machines...everywhere! This isn't a hospital, this is a damn fetish factory! I can't even...count...dozens of people! Hundreds? Oh my god!'

While it wasn't a hospital, it also wasn't a factory, it was much better! Or worse. Depending if you're a captor, or a captee. The sound of an almost...celebratory song let out, instead of a siren.

'Wh-What the hell is going on?! Where am I? Who even owns...this...place-'

The "patient" had turned to see the towering place she just left. It wasn't only massive, but it was also a dozen stories tall! Hearing some applauding, the "patient" dropped her vision and looked back to the double doors she just exited. Two men and a woman were approaching her, though there was nowhere left to run except back inside, given the gate wasn't about to open.

"Please! Please! Calm down." The 'patient' heard through the plugs in her ears.

"We're not going to hurt you, we're here to pleasure you! Can you not see the ecstasy around you?" Spoke the male in the lead, the other two spoke as well, but they were incoherent, much like the language from everyone else in the "hospital".

'I...I can hear him! But not the other two? Oh god, how did I get here? Where is here?!'

Frantically looking around notified the three that their 'patient' was still not relaxed, and they all responded. The lead male hit a button, which lead to the earplugs shutting off and rendering all sounds normal, but slightly dulled. The second male held out a remote and slid up a lever on it, not only turning the nubby plug inside her on, but raising it pretty high! The female approached in a welcoming way, trying to get close to the 'patient' who was quickly succumbing to the vibrator.

'Oh fuck, this thing really jams! I can't, not in front of them! I don't even know them! I can't take it anymore, I'm going to cum!'

The female spoke up, "Now just relax and embrace it...You're in a safe place, we're not trying to hurt you." Quickly taking advantage when the patient closed her eyes due to the ramped up vibration, drawing out a hefty moan, but getting her under control as she climaxed. A foot on the chain, and a firm grip on the strap on the back held her up, but kept her in place.

"We're glad to see you awake my dear, and not only that, but you made it outside! Though the front door is on the other side of the building. Was that a good orgasm? It's your third, if I'm not mistaken. The lovely lady holding you up gave you the first two. Here, let me take that out-" The man proceeded to remove the gag, handing it off to the second male, "And I see she even gave you a key! How wonderful. I wonder if it's to your chastity belt, your collar, your ankle cuffs, or maybe even the jacket itself! Care to take a guess?"

It didn't seem like any of them were in a hurry, and with the vibrator finally being lowered to a dull buzz, the 'patient' was able to stretch her jaws and respond.

"What the fuck is this place?!" She blurted out amidst struggling a bit.

"Now now, that's no way to speak to your owner. I gave you four choices, A, B, C, or D. Choose your next words carefully, or we'll fit you into one of these little devices - I'm sure any one here would LOVE to give up their spot." The man said whilst gesturing around at the dozens and dozens of individuals being sexually tormented in a wide variety of ways.

'Fucking hell, he thinks this is some damn joke! Guess I'm not going to get outta this until I choose...' The patient thought to herself. "F-Fine! I choose D!" She said aloud, and then thought to herself 'At best, I'm correct, but what if I'm wrong?'

"Lets find out, shall we? Mister Two, would you do the honours?" He looked to the second male, who moved forward and pocketed the remote. "Now I must warn you, any attempts to hurt any of us will have serious consequences, and you aren't exactly in a position to free yourself, are you?" The lead male smirked.

Mister Two unclipped the key from the collar, and held it up for the 'patient' to see. "Shall we test it, Mister One?" The second male spoke to his superior. "Of course! See if our lovely maze runner is a winner."

It was hard for the 'patient' to think with the vibrator still going, it seemed it had been bumped up quite a bit when slid into the pocket of Mister Two. He was busy going behind her, and trying the key out on the jacket, to which he 'ah-hah'ed!'. The arm straps came loose, as did the crotch strap, and he proceeded to unbuckle the whole thing. It soon was being slipped off, though the female had clipped a leash to the back of the 'patients' collar, and while still standing on the ankle chain, gripped the waist-band of chastity belt as well.

"Well done Mister Two, and of course, Miss Three. Wonderful work, the both of you. I'll be sure to arrange something special for your hard work." Mister One continually almost avoiding speaking to the 'patient', as if she was just a toy or object.

"Hello!? What about me? How about arranging a cab, so I can leave this damn place?!" She yelled out.

Mister One stepped closer and leaned in without fear, despite knowing every thing the 'patient' has done in his building, up to the present. "That's not how this works, my dear." He turned, took a step away, and pointed to the top floor of the building. "THIS is how it works. You are given two chances initially, and then one per year, at your discretion."

The 'patient' lurched against the grip of Miss Three, and with a growl in her tone, "What the HELL do you mean! I'm leaving this instant! I'll find my own way out if I have to!" She proceeded to try and remove the hood, but found it too was locked on, leaving her vision all purple.

Mister One let out a laugh. "Well you're at least right about one thing! You will have to find your own way out, but that's if you can." He pointed to the middle floor. "Entrants are first brought to the sixth floor, the middle of this building, and are freely allowed to try and escape. If they fail to find the front door, then they have lost! But don't fret, you still have one more chance this year!" He pointed to the top floor. "You just have to find your way down from the TOP floor. Depending on which staircase you take first will guide you to the correct exit. Choose the wrong staircase, and you'll be lead to a courtyard like this, to be a replacement for one of the other lost souls." Mister One gestured around at all the creatures being forcibly pleasured in endless ways.

The 'patient' snapped an elbow back and hit Miss Three quite hard, sending her stumbling back - She then proceeded to jump forward to try and attack Mister One, but was countered by Mister Two, and taken to the floor via a rough tackle-spear. "As you can see, I keep the best by my sides. Now then, would you like to attempt round two, or would you rather jump on one of the machines out here and give yourself a nice break?" Mister One had turned and crouched down to speak to the 'patient'.

"I'm going home, fuckface!" She was fuming, past the point of conventional thought, and just pure rage - Though it was very justified.

"Ah, well then. Mister Two, I do believe we've found your reward. Please do with her what you see fit. Miss Three, lets get you to the medical ward, and we'll find you a suitable toy to play with." Mister One spoke to the two each, helping Miss Three up, and walking back into the tower of fetish. Mister Two stabbed something into the rear of his new toy.

'These...these fuckers...d-don't know...who, ugh...I'm so numb, why can't I move?' The patient thought to herself.

Number Two got up, and picked up his new toy, slinging her over his shoulder as he took her to an empty and odd pillory. It was far more advanced than those old wooden types, and far more restrictive to boot! Though before he put her into it properly, he leaned his new toy over the padded surface that would soon be upholding her torso, took out a master key and unlocked her chastity belt - Leaving the toys in for now, and tossed the belt atop the straitjacket that was left strew in the grass, it had to be cleaned anyways!

The pillory was unlike anything else. Mister Two first had to lift his new doll up, and feed her legs through a set of rings that were about shoulder-width apart, a set of cuffs were the second part to securing the legs - The first rings were rubber-padded, and angled slightly, when the legs were cuffed, this provided a slightly bent leg to keep up blood flow, but also held the plaything mid-air. Each ring and cuff was connected to the pillory posts via a sturdy metal A-frame bar, providing ample stabilization and security, as the pillory itself was sunk into the ground. Soon after securing the legs, Mister Two lowered the 'patients' torso onto the thickly padded 'table' that would keep her as comfortable as one could when bent over at a 100-degree angle. Mister Two extended the 'table' a little so that the edge would sit properly, and push the booty of his doll up and out, making both holes quite inviting. The first block of the actual restraint would be slid down the inner groove of the pillory, securing the upper back and hands against their individual pads - This left the 'patient' in an almost hanging-off-the-table position, with head lowered for easy access, and breasts on full display, or even usage if you fancied that! The final piece would swing down, matching the half-circles of the first block with mirrored half-circles, which would encase the biceps of the now-helpless toy in supple rubber pads - Rendering the plaything virtually immobile, but very accessible, and when the latches swung shut, the audible clicks of two locks sealed the 'patients' fate. Mister Two took it one step further, and pulled out the previously-worn ring-gag, re-applying it to his toy. He'd make sure to slip the plug in as well, not wanting to hear her bitch and moan for all the wrong reasons.

"I hope you enjoy your stay, at The Hospital."