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Cell Games

By Bluevirage

E mergency psychiatric treatment had become an issue recently within The Towers. People were developing psychological issues suddenly. It had started with some exhibiting overly aggressive behavior that skewed from minor arguments becoming overblown leading to fights.

None of the AIs that maintained Lady Eurynome's society had any answers for the problem that the people accepted. Home detention was out, these people needed active treatment, and hospitals were not the right setting.

So a solution was provided by the Lady herself: The Hyper Intensive Isolated Psycho Therapy Centers; entire levels of two Towers were isolated from the rest of the society at large. These places were soon filled with android and human workers and guards as well as patients from around the nation.

Therapy lasted at most two months, due to a combination of hypnotic treatments and regular talks with a therapist. No chemicals were introduced save in a few special cases where drugs were needed to suppress abnormal traits.

In one particular cell sat a canine physically and chemically restrained. She had been admitted a month ago and already had an improvement over her previous condition; wanton lust and desire that made her attack and force herself upon men.

She had no memories of these incidents and was later determined to have a personality disorder. The other her, the rapist, came out whenever she let her guard down. Usually during sleep this other would emerge and stalk the streets and halls of apartment blocks looking for men that were alone.

Since this particular canine patient had a 3P (Paranormal Power Package) geared towards strength and invulnerability; she was drugged via a special gas every day. The gas robbed her of her abilities somehow and she figured it was nanotech based due to the bitter taste it left in her mouth.

Arissa like most days spent after talking with a therapist sat in the corner of her cell. It was a bland affair, with a single LED light strip in the ceiling and blank padded white walls designed to give her safety. Safety from her mind and from the physical destruction one could bring to themselves by bashing their body or parts against a hard surface.

She also had not slept in four days.

That much was on her mind when the guard crept to the door and peered in at her through the reinforced four inch thick plastic window. She focused on him, imagining him just doing a regular check. But she knew once the door slid open, revealing his tented uniform pants, she knew he was going to fix her sleeping issue in the worst way possible.

"Need some help sleeping?" Garland sneered through the window like he did when plotting to abuse one of the patients under his watch.

He had to make it quick though, the hourly round was only supposed to take half an hour. But he had gotten it down pat to the point that he could check all the patients on the entire unit in under twelve minutes. Arissa was his last patient check, and he was going to ensure that she got what she needed to sleep.

"I am fine." Arissa lied as she tried to force her back against the wall she had chosen as her safe spot. Hoping she could push through it, but her strength, her abnormal strength, had fled her. She stared at Garland, he was a mutt, his canine breed uncertain but he looked like a Husky mixed with German Shepard. But that did not matter, what mattered was that he was letting himself into the room.

The click of the lock as the key slid home and undid the only thing keeping him from her made her shiver in fear and anticipation. He was by no means an ugly man, but this, this was something she did not want.

But the other her, Assira, did and she would not rest, allow her to rest, until she was settled down with a good fuck.

"That other voice in your head telling you you need this?" Garland pointed at his erection as he kicked his pants off and stepped towards her. His white sneakers softly treading across the cell towards Arissa. The door behind him left open with no thoughts about discovery creeping into his mind as he advanced upon the female before him; his cock taking the lead in his thinking as he did so.

Arissa shivered as the other canine stroked the top of her head gently upon reaching her. She obediently opened her muzzle as Garland fitted it with a ball-gag; she then stood up with his help as he turned her around and loosened the strings holding up her pajama bottoms.

Her tail wagged, disgusted she closed her eyes as her body was manipulated by her other-self into wanting this.

Garland let the pajamas fall away from her lovely hips; hips he would soon meet with his own as he cradled her for a moment. Hugging her to him, his erection riding up between the crease formed by her ass cheeks above her soft mound he would soon enjoy.

It was pathetic really, his situation being what it was; nothing got him off anymore, nothing. No amount of clubbing, whoring around, hell even paying for prostitutes did it for him like this patient did. He had to admit he was either in love with her, or in love with the thought of fucking her.

Addicted to her scent, her body, and most importantly the wet hole that cradled his dick just right whenever he settled himself within her depths. Assira was her name, the ball gag was her idea, she had said that it was hard to control every part of her shared body, and that she wanted to keep the noise down for both their sake.

Assira, Arissa's mirror opposite in terms of personality, promptly took control of their shared body with a soft moan as she felt Garland brush the sheathed tip of his canine tool against her wet pussy.

Garland had lined himself up with her, letting her leaking puffy vulva lips push back his sheath as he slid home in the only pussy he ever wanted since first sampling it a month ago. Nuzzling her neck he breathed his hot breath over her fur and began to stroke himself in and out of her slowly.

Arissa hated herself for allowing the thing inside her to exert such control when her resolve had weakened from a lack of sleep. But there she was, leaned up against a wall with a male dicking her like she was a whore.

But as he grunted and massaged her hips as he took her she closed her eyes, not in pleasure, but sorrow as she was forced to endure his touch. He groaned softly, her ears had folded down, part of her displeasure visibly evident as she was taken.

Arissa exerted some resistance by shedding a few tears as her restrained arms tugged against the straight-jacket that bound them. But the muscles gripping the intruding cock stirred pleasure that Assira grasped hold of and made the canine moan like the needy bitch she was.

She moaned muffled consent, cheered her rapist on, the power beyond her to resist as she felt the gentle thrusts of Garland against her. She cried, cried because he felt good, and cried because she felt the knowing tingle of sleep awaiting her after her orgasm.

Garland never bothered with condoms, never worried about pups, he just wanted to fuck and fuck he did as his furry hips pumped over and over again into Assira's borrowed hole. He never thought that fucking a crazy woman would ever be the only thing that got him off. But the canine that stared at him out of the corner of her watery eye as her body rocked back and forth from his dicking of her made him grasp her hips and rut her harder.

Arissa was along for the latest in a series of rides that Assira took her on; her groans through the gag made her whimper and hang her head in shame as Garland pumped his hard cock in and out of her pussy. With a few more hard thrusts the dog behind her groaned and came like he usually did. He spared her his knot, but it was only due to a lack of time she knew. Otherwise he would knot her and hold her and tell her how nice she was.

Part of her wanted that, that little fantasy to come true, and another part hated her for even thinking it. Each dueled for control over the wet hole that the male exerted dominance over with each pump of his hips as he sprayed his seed within it. Finally both just accepted what had happened and quivered internal muscles over the male organ to spur its deposit of seed on further.

Garland squeezed his knot as he spurted healthy amounts of seed into the best bitch pussy he had ever fucked and patted her on her ass. "Fuck me, I love this."

Arissa said nothing as control was given to her, sleep would be allowed, and she simply breathed harshly through her wet nose as Garland began to stroke her head again. Her ears flicked up and her tail wagged a bit, that was Assira's doing however, and it disgusted Arissa but she could sleep now.

"Good fuck, bitch." Garland pulled free and knelt and spread Arissa's ass with his hands. He quickly began to lap his pink tongue against her pussy hole, tunneling into it and flicking her clit with his tongue was well until she shivered and came.

His contribution to her sleep cleaned up along with any additional fluids created by her creaming herself. Garland exited the cell after helping Arissa back into her pants and whistled to himself as he went to log that his round was done.

He pocketed the ball gag as he walked along in a pocket of his uniform's shirt, noting new teeth marks on its worn surface as he did so.

Arissa slid down her cell wall after leaning against it to watch her bitter savior leave. She would be able to sleep a few days in peace before the demands for more sex came, but at least she would be in peace until then.

Closing her eyes sleep took her away from everything and she welcomed it.