Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)
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				Title: <strong>Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 03:13:35</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i814.photobucket.com/albums/zz66/LowKey88/floorplan-2.jpg)</div><br><hr><br>Lab E is not labeled as such anywhere within it. The lab itself is much more akin to an upscale condo than any sort of laboratory. It is sparsely furnished in a modern minimalist style featuring steel, and glass furnishings with a sterile white color predominating everything. There are no sinks and what once must have been a kitchen area has had all appliances and fixtures removed only to be replaced with smooth white stone counter space. The toilets have no water in them instead disposing of waste through a process of flash steam and sterilizing agents. And while the showers have running water it doesn't take long to discover the water from them is tainted with a powerful emetic. <br><br>The utilities closet no longer has a washer or dryer, instead two one by one foot bins which slide out from the wall adorn the closets back wall. When closed the bins fit flush with the wall and only an indicator light which switches from green "unlocked" to red "locked" causes them to slide open when one depresses the light. The dining area is bare save for a strange five foot tall obelisk of some unknown material and all the exterior doors and windows have been walled over. Lighting is provided by sodium lamps fixed along the edges of a given room's ceiling at regular intervals, there do not appear to be any controls to turn the lights on or off. The rear wall of the living area features a 52" plasma screen secured behind both retractable shutters and impact/shatter resistant glass. <br><br>Each bedroom is furnished the same. There is a queen sized bed and night stands, a squat, wide dresser with six drawers, a squarish chair in the modern art deco style all hard angles and as white as the rest of the lab and a small end table. The den features an empty desk and its walls are lined with bookshelves housing a vast collection of well bound volumes, all of which are blank. All the furnishings in the lab are immovable seemingly adherent to the floor through some form of powerful magnetism. <br><br>This is where you each wake up, in separate beds and bedrooms. You are clothed in matte white scrubs and socks and a plastic wristband which won't come off. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 04:28:28</strong>
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				Heather woke up finding herself on a bed, evenly spaced lamps in the edges of the ceiling overhead bathing the room she was in white, momentarily blinding her. Did I just wake up during a surgery? she asked herself, finding the room (Master Bedroom) she was in to be all white. Practically, everything was white, her hospital scrubs, the bed, the walls and furniture. The light seemingly emphasized the lack of color as the light waves bounced of every surface.<br><br>She sat up in the bed, feeling a rather big headache threatening to explode out of her skull and what seemed like weights on parts of her body, most notably her chest. Heather rubbed her eyes to help them open more wider and to momentarily adjust her eyes to the light in the room. Then she remembered ....<br><br>She wasn't Heather, but a man named Heath, who was a college student studying Graphic Design and Illustration. He also studied Cultural Studies as a minor as well. He was a full-time student, able to pay for his tuition with the vast amount of money his parents had as they accumulated their wealth over the years. And ... nothing. It seemed like all she could remember stopped at that point. It seemed like she missed part of her life and she was here now, feeling rather strange. She thought long and hard, and although feeling rather strange physically, she couldn't even remember what day was yesterday. It was all blank.<br><br>Heather tried desperately to try to will her fingers to give her a shock of electricity to reboot her mind but failed miserably. Instead, her fingers had brushed upon the silky smooth locks of long brown hair which ended where the waistbelt of her pants was. Wait, Heath never had long hair. What was going on? she asked herself. Her hands then pressed onto her face, accidentally striking what seemed like a smaller facial structure and softer skin. The new sensations at her fingertips caused her to look at her hands which were smaller than Heath's. The hands were connected to arms with musculature of a female. By shoving away the sheets covered her legs, she saw that her figure was a bit smaller. If she stood up, she would be about four inches shorter than the original Heath. And most unfortunately, she was a real woman, with the inclusion of medium sized breasts and an absence between her legs. Heath was Heath no more, but he was now Heather. She would ask, but she doubted the walls could explain why she was in this position. She walked forward, feeling the body to be unusually natural. What was more unusual was this room.<br><br>There were no windows that showed the outside, further preventing her from know what time of day it was. She didn't even know where this was. She had never seen this kind of room before, even though she was familiar with condos as a child. It was just .... weird. She walked over to what looked like a bathroom, but stopped as she saw a door to her right. Where does this go? Heather asked herself and approached it. There was no handle on the door. Instead, in the place where the doorknob would usually be, was a half-opaque, half-transparent panel with a green light shining behind it. Heather lightly poked the light with her finger. Nothing happened. Hmm, unusual, she thought and without thinking, she placed her hand, palm and fingers included, on the light and the door silently swung open. The room beyond the threshold was shrouded in darkness, but lights immediately flickered on, filling the adjacent room with light while leaving the rest dark. As Heather left the bedroom, the lights inside dimmed until it was as dark as the surrounding parts of the condo. <br><br>She walked a foot or two away from the door and without warning closed behind her. Whatever was closing these doors and turning on and off these lights were probably just watching for her next move. Heather turned to around, her eyes witnessing the pillar-like structure in the middle of the room. It was as tall as her, but Heather could clearly see the top of it if she stood on her toes. "What the hell is that?" she asked out loud as she entered the room and approached the obelisk.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>peterhere</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 18:10:01</strong>
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				Nikolay's eyes slowly slid open, only to force shut again by the sharp light. The sharp white burning light felt like ember to his sore eyes. His flesh felt numb. An ache that stretched across his entire body. Once again he attempted to open his eyes, narrowing them against the light as he tried to orientate himself. Where was he? This all felt like the worst kind of hangover he'd ever had. What the hell had he done this time? Nikolay was not the kind of person who'd let himself try drugs, at least not voluntarily. Maybe someone had slipped something into his drink? Any memory of how he'd gotten here had slipped into pitch black oblivion. <br><br>The young man cursed low as he attempted to get himself up into a sitting position. He peered down at the white scrub covering his body. 'Oh, seems I got into some kind of roleplay last night...' he sighed to himself, letting a smirk slide across his lips. The bed underneath him felt soft, yet his body was aching in soreness making the movement painfull. Lifting his arm up to his head, he stroked it across his face. Partly to shield himself from the sharp light, and partly to wipe away the sleep in his eyes. Throwing a quick gaze to his side, Nikolay half expected someone to be laying at his side. To his suprise, no one was there. Maybe the person who'd brought him home had gone up to make breakfast or take a shower. Or maybe he was at some motell, and she'd already left him. Nikolay didn't know, but there was only one way to find out. He gently slid his legs over the edge of the bed, feeling the cold floor beneath his toes. Sitting there for a moment, he looked around. 'Whoah, this chick really must have a thing for white'. he thought to himself. <br><br>Soon enough he managed to gather the strength to pull himself to his feet. Looking around, he noticed the door that seemed to lead to the bathroom. The young student wandered towards the door and reached out towards the doorhandle. To his supprise, there was none. Nikolay remained for a moment, looking down at where the doorhandle was supposed to be. As he gazed down, he noticed something wrapped around his wrist. A white band of somekind. Lifting it closer to his eyes he inspected it. 'Guess I went to some club last night...' he thought to himself, not thinking to much of it. Looking back at the door, he noticed the green light shining underneath the panel. Nikolay blinked a couple of times, before reaching out, to gently poke the light. Nothing happened. Spreading his lips, he tried something else. "Open" he said, not really sure if it would make a difference. Once again, nothing happened. "Ah well, worth a try..." he chuckled to himself. <br><br>From the looks of the place, he seemed to have scored on someone rich. Who could afford a place like this? And the doors... The panel looked pretty high technological, probably some security mechanism. But that didn't help him much if he wasn't going to be able to open it. Sighing, he lent forward trying to think of a new way to open the door. As his body lent forward, he supported it by laying his hand on the panel. And to his suprise, the door suddenly swung open, causing him to loose balance and stumble into the bathroom. "Whoah!" <br><br>Peering around, he quickly confirmed that there was no one in the shower. What was more suprising though, was that he couldn't spot any sink. Who on earth would make a bathroom without a sink? But there was no need in questioning the design now... He needed to find out where his cloths were, and get the hell out of here. Anything to avoid the awkward moment when the girl realized that he didn't even remember her name. Quickly, he wandered back into the bedroom, trying to catch sight of his cloths. His gaze wandering alongside the edge of the bed, expecting to find them slinged out in some pile. But his cloths were nowhere to be seen. 'Darn, is this the kind of girl who goes off washing you cloths after the first night?' he thought to himself, quickly heading for the other door that he was yet to try. Laying his hand on the panel, this door swung open as well. Gently stepping out, he looked to his left, getting view across the living room. But Nikolay quickly froze, catching sight of the girl that was standing on the other side of the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 20:14:07</strong>
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				Heather had approached and lay her hands on the obelisk, trying to figure what its purpose could be. Out of all the things in the room, this solid box was the only thing worth investigating. It looked as if was bolted to the floor or it was so heavy that gravity pulled it towards the floor. In her hands the object was cold, like the rest of the room. There was no hum like what a machine or a refrigerator made and only the light above made such a sound.<br><br>Suddenly, lights from across the room turned on as she saw a door opening. In this case there was nothing to be afraid of, but Heather still wasn't going to come out from behind the obelisk to meet her visitor. Out came a man with long brown hair, though not as long as her, for her locks ended where her waist was. He looked young and was wearing the same clothes as she were, although it was to fit his size. He was at least a foot taller than her, but his youth told her that he was of no threat, but looks could be deceiving. Heck, he could be the sole person that got her here and locked her in. Still not coming out from behind the obelisk, she called out to the man. "Hey don't come any closer, motherfucker," she swore. "Just stand there and tell me who you are and why you got me stuck in this weird-ass condo."<br><br>Heather realized this guy could be one of those subtle serial killer type people. Innocent from afar but up close, they do weird things to you. It fit the description. She was his victim and she was trapped here with him. The more distance from the guy the better. Heather wasn't going to be friendly that easily, not when she suddenly woke up as a woman. This could be all a dream with no way of waking up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>peterhere</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 22:45:15</strong>
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				His eyes wandered from the woman to the obelisk she was touching. What the hell was that thing? It really did not fit in with the design of the room. It stood out from the white clean design. After having traced his eyes alongside the object, he turned them back to the female in front of him.<br><br>Nikolay blinked at the woman, before spreading his lips as if to speak, though she beat him to it. Just standing there, frozen, he listened to what she had to say. And right now, none of it made sense. First off, he was pretty sure that he wasn't the one who'd got them into the place. Though he had to admit, he wasn't 100% sure of it. Lifting his finger, he motioned for her to stop speaking. "Wait wait wait... " His index finger slowly slid down, pointing towards her. "This isn't your condo?" <br><br>The first thought that struck his mind, was that the two of them must have snuck inn here somehow. But from the looks of it, she seemed frightened of him. "Just to clear things out... We didn't sleep together, did we?" he begun, with an expression showing that he honestly didn't know the answer. "Cause if we did... I truly must apologize for whatever I might have done... I guess I wasn't quite myself last night..." Nikolay raised his hand behind his head, and scratched his neck. This truly was an awkward situation for him. He had no memory of this girl, what so ever. "Oy, chill out... I just want to get my cloths, and then I'll leave... If you will be so kind and show me where I left them..." Saying the words, he lowered his hands trying to show that he wasn't a threat, as of the girl seemed absolutely terrified off him.&nbsp; Her expression made him wonder what kind of freaky stuff he'd done to her last night. Certainly, it hadn't been to her liking... <br><br>Nikolay had no intention in giving out his name. If she didn't know it already, there was no way he'd tell it to her. Right now, he just wanted to get far away from all this, and forget about it. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 03:59:40</strong>
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				Heather stopped when the man spoke and then asked her if this place was her condo. "My condo? Hell naw, this is not my condo. This place needs more color and if it was my condo, you wouldn't be seeing white everywhere you go," she clarified after the man before her spoke, though with a threatening tone. If anyone was a psycho, it was her.<br><br>"And no, I'm sure as hell we didn't sleep together," she answered with a chuckle. In fact the man in front of her look as if he just got out of high school and Heath knew that when he became a woman, he was going to date older guys and even much older guys. "Do I look like I know where your clothes are at?" she asked. "I'm sure I don't even know what this thing is I'm hiding behind." The man didn't seem like a threat, so Heather left her position behind the obelisk and showed her whole body wearing the white hospital scrub, though a bit smaller given her figure. "So if you don't know how or even why we are both in here, I don't suppose you know what this thing is. Anyway, my name Heath .... I mean Heather." With the young man before looking as panicky as her, she assume it was safe to introduce herself ... properly.
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				Post by: <strong>peterhere</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 21:16:58</strong>
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				Nikolay fell silent, listening her out. Alright, at least there was one good news; he hadn't slept with her. Now he didn't have to worry about that... His mind drifted up to the next problem at hand. Where the hell were they? And still, he needed to find his own cloths. At first, he'd thought she had worn the same outfit as part of her kink, but as of now he knew they hadn't slept together. Why the hell were they wearing these scrubs? <br><br>Nikolay took a few steps forward, turning his eyes towards the large object she had been touching. What was that? It looked like some sort of obelisk, like the ones the Egyptians used to build. He remembered them from his history book, but what was it doing in a modern condo like this? And the material... It looked strange. It was not made of glass, nor steel. Some metal that was unknown to him. It appeared alien-like, as if it had been made outside this earth. A chill licked down his spine as the thoughts of aliens crossed his mind. Abducted by aliens? That was out of the question, he didn't even believe in aliens. There had to be a rational explanation for all this. <br><br>"That... Certainly doesn't belong in here. I mean, the designer of this place really screwed up placing it. If anything, it should be white..." The young man spoke with a calm voice, trying to turn the freaky object into something humouristical. That was something he usually did when he got the chills. <br><br>Walking past the object, he looked around. Where could his cloths be? Right now, he just wanted to take them with him and get as far away from here as possible. The closet! He remembered seeing one passing out from the bathroom. His cloths had to be in there.&nbsp; "Pleasure meeting you Heather... No offense-, but I'm just going to find my cloths and get out of here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 22:03:24</strong>
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				"Hey, come back here! That's not how you introduce yourself, you fucker!" she yelled out, following him into the bedroom. Once in the room, she could see that it was much smaller than the room she was in earlier, though with the same design with the sodium lamps shining from the edges of the ceiling. "I doubt you're going to find anything in there." She stood near the closed door, not daring to follow the man standing near the closet."<br><br>After finding nothing, she called out, "See! I told you nothing was in there! Now can you introduce yourself more properly? If we're going to get out of this place, you're going to need to know who I am. You'll probably won't get out of this bland condo by yourself." The annoying Filipina with the high-pitched voice was totally getting on the man's nerves, but to Heather, he seemed to be a wuss like Heath was.
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				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 01:17:46</strong>
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				Once both subjects had entered the bedroom the door silently and without warning shut the indicator light where its handle would have been switching from the green color they'd both seen on the doors to an angry red. The change in color was followed shortly be a sound much like an energy charge rapidly building then releasing as the magnetic locks framing the door engaged. After a few bewildering moments a voice monotone and gender neutral filtered through an unseen sound system at the same time their bracelets activated. Heather's wrist band displayed the text 'Transgender - 001' while Nicholay's band showed 'Male-005'. <br><br>The voice filling the room issued instructions to the subjects of Lab E "Male-005 must beat Transgender-001 until Transgender-001 achieves orgasm. Exodus from this room will not be possible until this is done." The voice then vanishes and the two subjects are left to decide what to do. 
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				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 01:35:03</strong>
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				The sounds of a vault door closing and locking was enough to alert Heather to the door behind her. She found that the panel had turned a ominous red rather than a friendly green. She placed her right hand on the panel, but unfortunately nothing happened. "Oh shit, this place just fucking trapped us in here, dude!" she exclaimed, failing to open the door with her hands. After a few seconds, Heather's bracelet lit up and displayed text on the bracelet. She had never noticed it before, but now her attention was drawn to it. The text read, 'Transgender - 001,' which startled Heather, causing her to hide her bracelet behind her back, which faced the door as she faced Nikolay, who now was hearing a voice that filled the room.<br><br>The monotone voice gave a horrifying order. Male - 005, who Heather assumed was the man in front of her, was supposed to beat Transgendered - 001? Truly, Heather was actually a male personality coming to terms that it is now in the body of a woman. How would that voice know she was exactly that? And beat? What did that mean? Heather knew about domestic violence, but this was too crazy, plus they didn't even know each other enough to be considered a loving couple. Her view of Nikolay being a deranged psycho with an intent to hurt her in her new vulnerable female state reappeared in her mind, causing her to panic. She looked into the man's surprised eyes, and warned him. "Hey, get away from me, motherfucker!" she said, an outstretched arm with her palm stretched out facing the man. "Don't listen to that voice! I take back me ever calling you a psycho, alright!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>peterhere</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 12:28:22</strong>
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				Nikolay spun around as the door closes behind them. The ticking reaches his ears as the locks fell in place. Just the sound was enough to tell them that they would never be able to break it up. The young man was beginning to feel the fear sneak up on him now. A feeling he wasn't too familiar&nbsp; with. His heart starting to beat faster, pushing adrenaline out into his blood. This was bad, this was really bad. He was trapped, and he had no idea where he was. <br><br>Closing his eyes, he started to gather his thoughts. What was this, and how had he ended up in the middle of it? 'Think, Nikolay. Think!' But then, his thoughts were interupted by the robotic voice sounding through the room. Noticing a blink of light, he moved his eyes down to his wrist. This was definitely not a club ticket proof. <br><br>"Transgender?" he thought out loud. "Seems the voice there's got some issues with females. Even asking me to beat you." Once again, his sounded calm and humorous. But this time, she could notice the shaking within it. His tongue giving away the throbbing fear within him. Was this some kind of sick TV show, or had they booth been kidnapped by some serial killer? "Relax... Just calm down, and help me find a way out of here..." The fear in his voice was getting more and more clear for each word he spoke. But seeing that she was about to loose it, he needed to take this role. Forcing his voice to sound like he had everything under controll. His plead almost sounded as calm like asking someone to send you the butter. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>03-07-2011, 01:35:54</strong>
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				With her wrist behind her, she backed away from the man and hopelessly attempted to run her hand on the panel to no avail. The white walls, with no evidence of any hanging pictures or breakable furniture leaning against it, provided no hopes for Heather to defend herself. She was fearing that in her weak state as a woman, the only way not to get hurt was to run away for as long as she could until the door opened.<br><br>Her attention darted back to the man the moment he spoke, though his speech wasn't directed towards Heather. It was like he was thinking out loud. She spoke up, trying to defend herself. "That voice is lying to you, I'm not a transgendered female. I was born this way." Though she was quoting Lady Gaga, she was indeed lying and she knew it. Was this one moment where the truth was going to hurt, and in the most literal way? She was too fearful of her life that she didn't care to notice a shaking in his calm, humorous voice.<br><br>The next time he spoke, Heather could indeed, with her heightened sense of hearing (a trait of most women) sense that this man was actually scared, but she didn't believe at first. The pause between his sentences, his deep breathing within the pause gave her the evidence that he was indeed in a fright. So much that Heather got enough confidence that she began to approach the man. When she got parallel to the bed, about a meter or two away from him she witnessed change him composure as he attempted to calm down, which he did successful. Though it was the truth, she told him his options according to voice that ordered him to ... do what it told. "It looks like the only way out of here is to ... <em>beat</em> me. If there's a deeper meaning to it, I don't know," she said, trying to be as calm as possible.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>peterhere</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 16:30:03</strong>
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				"Calm down..." Nikolay said, seeing how she was starting to panic. Her hands running all over the panel in front of her. There was no way she'd get out of there that way. If there was one thing he was certain of, it was that. He'd heard the locks tick in place. And those weren't light fragile ones... "Just calm down..."<br><br>His eyes flickered across the room, trying to find a crack. Anything that would allow hope for a possible escape way, but there was none. Just the plain white color. The sterile white color was starting to make him sick. He didn't care for white... Nikolay was more of a color person. Looking up, he listened to her explanation. "Of course. I believe you. I was just kidding! We're on the same side here, alright?"<br><br>The first thing he needed to do, was to get her to calm down. Panicing in this situation would only make things worse. The only thing that mattered right now, was to find a way to escape this place. But he didn't even know where he was! How did he get here in the first place? His memories was just a big blur, and thinking of them only made the fear rise in his body once again. <br><br>Looking down, he noticed that she was starting to approach him. It seemed she had managed to calm down a little. But he couldn't help himself thinking that she might attack him. After all, she might see it as self defence. Being stronger than her, she would have to throw the first punch in able to have a chance. Every nerve in his body sharpened, expecting her to lash at him every moment now. But he was confident he would be able to take her... <br><br>"<em>Beat</em> you? Don't be ridiculous. This is probably some sick joke or something. They'll probably let us out soon... Besides, unless you have some fetish for it, I don't suppose you'd get an orgasm from me beating you either..." he said, forcing a smirk upon his face. Sitting down on the bed, his eyes returned to his search yet again. There had to be some way out of here. Air condition complex, even sewer system!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 17:20:14</strong>
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				It was a relief that this man was not a schizo like Heather thought he was. Note to self: Try not to panic at first glance of a man acting crazy. Observe if person is just frustrated with the circumstances, she thought to herself. She would try to calm herself down as well and not make herself a thread towards him. To do this, Heather took a seat on the mattress and tried to look away, thinking that if she was staring at him could make him get frustrated. "That is certainly not a fetish for me," she said. As Heath, she was not a masochist and now as a woman, she didn't think she was one. She doubted she would attain an orgasm from the forceful beating from another person.<br><br>After waiting in silence, nothing happened. Heather started mumbling, thinking out louad. "These circumstances are so similar to some Jigsaw puzzle. It's crazy, I don't see any other way out of this place," she started at a mumble, then raised her voice so that Nikolay can hear. Heather looked up at the man. "Why don't we just try it? Something gentle?" She stood up and turned around. Suddenly, she dropped her pants, leaving herself butt naked, a sight that would be surprising to the man standing near her. She then laid herself on the bed, on her stomach and bending at the waist, her butt cheek protruding out as her knees and legs on the floor. Heather then looked towards his way and ordered, "Spank me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>peterhere</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 19:24:20</strong>
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				Nikolays mind was rushing though any possibilities. Any flaws in the structure, anything that might get them out. His eyes drifting across the same areas again and again, as if he would see something new for each glance. But he couldn't think of anything. The room looked bomb proof to him... As he sat there thinking, he heard the girls mumblings. When she spoke, he turned around to look at her, hoping she'd found something. <br><br>The young man blinked as she suddenly dropped her pants. Her smooth young female body suddenly freed from the cloth. He couldn't deny that he found her attractive. After all, she was a beautiful girl. But he hadn't expected to see her butt naked when turning around. What was she doing? Then she saw her bend over, spreading her buttcheeks. <br><br>"S-spank you...?" Nikolay muttered, seemingly a bit shocked at the sudden change in her. But the two of them must have been there for at least three hours now, and they hadn't gotten anywhere. At least she was trying now. The student was only happy that he hadn't come with the idea... She was the one ordering him. "Alright..." he said, walking over to her. Getting closer, he could see the smoothness of her skin, giving him a lust to touch it. But he quickly showed the thought away. 'Thinking like that isn't going to get you out of here' he thought to himself. <br><br>Kneeling down beside her, he felt quite awkward.&nbsp; But as she had ordered, he lifted his hand and spanked her lightly. So lightly that it wouldn't have hurt at all. Just enough to make a slight slapping sound echo through the room.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 21:05:05</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Nickolay pats Heather's ass the audio systems give life to the monotone, gender neutral but human voice again. "Definition: Beat, a verb used with an object. To strike violently or forcefully and repeatedly. A verb used without an object. To strike repeated blows; pound. Definition: Beating, a noun. The act of a person or thing that beats,&nbsp; as to punish." And as abruptly as it came the voice again vanished.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>06-07-2011, 23:51:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				All he needs to do is beat me and then were out. Doesn't sound that hard, Heather thought to herself as she faced away from Nikolay, staring at the blank wall on the other side of the room. After she had ordered him to spank her on the ass, she wasn't expecting him to mutter out a question, as if he had misunderstood the order. "Yeah, just spank me, you turd," she said. She had waited what seemed like a minute before she had felt a hand lightly pat her ass, making a tiny sound that echoed in the mostly empty room for about a second or two. She had felt the hand strike her flesh, but it wasn't hard enough to make a loud sound or cause the skin to sting. It was playful slap, but Heather doubt it would work. She was going to comment in a negative way about his slap, but she was interrupted as the voice sounded throughout the room once more giving what sounded like a definition of the word "beat."<br><br>Heather wasn't expecting the definition to included 'to strike violently or forcefully and repeatedly .... to punish.' She had not liked those choice of words at all. It reminded her of her calling Nikolay a psycho at first glance and she was afraid that it would have to come to that in order for them to come out of the room. If they didn't come out, they would eventually starve to death. She was unsure if the task would be a sacrifice of pain for freedom. Fortunately, it was a good thing the definitions didn't include any mention of rape, which would have to be alone those lines.<br><br>She looked back at an unsure Nikolay. In a way, she was sympathetic to the way he looked. He seemed to be just a student, barely at the age of twenty. He surely wasn't acting like a man ... like a wuss, a wimp, a coward. "Well, you've heard that right?" she asked Nikolay as she stared into his eyes. "I'm guessing you would have to hit me harder then. Do it as hard as you can. I'll forgive you later." She surely didn't want to do it since she had only been a woman for two or three hours. It wasn't an experience she was hoping to be a part of, but at the price of freedom, it would have to be worth it from now on.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>peterhere</strong> on <strong>07-07-2011, 12:16:44</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nikolay's hand froze, and his ears sharpened listening to the monotone voice. It was a strange cold voice, robotic and unsympathetic. It had a sharp tone that screeched in his ears. His former slap had definitely not complied with the definition of beat. 'Punish her? For what? he thought to himself. This whole situation was sick.<br><br>After having heard the definition of beat, he returned to the woman bending over in front of him, as if waiting for new orders. Was the only way of getting out of this room becoming a psychopath that beats women to orgasm? Nikolay didn't like the idea of that. He just wished he wasn't here. He didn't even know the Asian woman that was bending over for him. And now he was supposed to beat her to an orgasm?<br><br>But after streaming through the same familiar thoughts, he came to the conclusion that there was no other way out of here. They had no other ideas than to go with the strange voice. After all... It was not like she was going to get permanently scared of some hard slapping. Suddenly, it seemed like a good idea. Nikolay looked down hearing the girl speak again. <br><br>"As you wish..." he answered, before lifting his hand once again. This time, he knew what he had to do and he was going to go through with it. Even the motion of the way he moved his hand, indicated that this was going to hurt a lot more than the last slap. And then, suddenly, he lashed down his hand, punding a hard slap against the previous area. Removing his hand again, he could see how her skin turned from porcelain white, to pink red. The slap was hard and ruthless. He had really done what he was told, slapped her as hard as he could. Before the pain would be able to retreat again, he lifted his hand for another slap. <br><br>Continuing the motion until told otherwise. After all, he needed to bring her to an orgasm doing this. He had no idea how, but he was expecting her advice in how to do it... Right now he needed to do exactly what the voice had told him, and what she had told him. So that was what he did. Slap her repeatably. The blows were hard, and aimed towards the same place, causing her skin to grow more red for each strike. <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Eliza</strong> on <strong>02-08-2011, 21:56:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Heather cringed as the second slap was delivered on the same place that had received a light tap. The single strike had caused the skin to redden, though in this position she could not see the damage. She stayed quiet, thinking that it was her scolding towards the man earlier that had caused the pain. Her silence to the ordeal had a purpose to tell Nikolay that the next one should be less powerful, but she doubted her silence could ever tell him anything.<br><br>And in the silence, no one could be told what to do, for there was no request for a lighter strike. Heather could not see the hand that had spanked her lifting once more until it came down and ... SLAP .... struck her again. She did not cringe, but unexpectedly yelped, her high-pitched voice echoing in the room after the crack of the skin of the palm hitting the skin of her ass sounded. This spanking has to get her to orgasm? she thought, doubting it would get it up that high. Another slap followed by another slap only brought stinging pain, both of her ass cheeks becoming red from the barrage.<br><br>The only way Heather thought that an orgasm would come from would be the place where Heath's cock used to be. The absence of the cock between the legs had been replaced by what seemed like a fully functional vagina. An idea popped in Heather's head right when another slap had been delivered to her buttocks. She reached a hand underneath her belly, slithering its way to the opening. Unknown of what to do, she randomly rubbed the outside of the snatch, feeling a pussy for the first time and feeling the effects after a good rub. She had found a knob-like protrusion, assuming it was her clitoris and the fleshy lips of her vagina. She inserted two fingers in the hole beyond the lips and found the feeling pleasant compared to the spanking she was getting from Nikolay. Heather wondered if the man had noticed her insertion into her pussy and wondered if would get the idea: while he was giving her a spanking, she would be pleasuring herself at the same time. This way, she would get closer to an orgasm and get this strange task over with. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab E (peterhere x Eliza)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>peterhere</strong> on <strong>24-08-2011, 15:45:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Nikolay continued to leash down several stokes as nothing told him to stop. Her silence only meant he wasn't doing anything wrong to him. The meaning behind it was yet to reach his perception. The smacking sound continued to echo through the room. Nikolay was really starting to wonder whether this was ever really going to bring her to an orgasm. Just as he looked down to check on how she was doing, she noticed her hand slide inn between her legs. The muscles at her wrist moved, revealing what she was doing down there. She had started to finger herself! <br><br>The young student blinked a couple of times, but continued to slap her ass with same strength and temp as before. Regardless of the situation, he felt his heart starting to beat faster. Blood starting to rush down to his crotch. And soon enough... A bulge starting to form at his abnormal clothing. Blood was also rushing to his face, making him blush heavily. Soundless he prayed a silent prayer that she would not turn her head around and notice. 
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