Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]
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				Title: <strong>Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>25-06-2011, 01:07:28</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://i814.photobucket.com/albums/zz66/LowKey88/floorplan-2.jpg)</div><br><hr><br>Lab C 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 C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 11:19:20</strong>
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				Willow's eyelids fluttered open as whatever sedative had put her to sleep wore off. She was laying flat on her back faintly humming sodium lamps spaced evenly around the edges of the ceiling washed the overly sterile white room with an equally white glow that lent a surreal aspect to Wil's surroundings. Turning her head lazily from side to side Vera took in the features of the room, no windows, two doors with green indicator lights where the handles should be, a dresser, night stands, a chair and end table. Patting herself down Willow looked to see she was okay, physically at least and wearing hospital scrubs that were not unsurprisingly, white though she did note the lack of underwear rather straight away which bothered her more than a little. <br><br>Sitting up and swinging her feet over the edge of the freshly made bed Wil stood and walked to the door that was perpendicular with the left side of the bed and tentatively placed her hand against the green light. Silently the door swung open and remained so for as long as Wil stood near either side of it closing silently only when she decided to continue on into the hallway outside the bedroom. "Hello?" Willow called out as lights flickered to life above her illuminating where she stood but leaving the rest of the condo like place shrouded in darkness. <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 16:07:03</strong>
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				Rudolf (Don't you dare say anything about reindeers) was always a heavy sleeper. Once he hit the pillows, he usually clunked right out, and was like that for a solid eight hours, and then he'd spring right out of bed. This, however, is one of those cases where he does not spring right out of bed like a jack-in-the-box; he wakes up groggily, a strange fuzzy feeling bogging him down. <br><br>It took him a moment to register his surroundings as definitely not being his apartment. With a worried frown, he looked at himself and saw the hospital scrubs. His first thoughts were <em>Crap! Did I get in an accident?</em> But their were no IVs in him, no heart monitor or anything of the sort here. Strange. Worrying, to the point that adrenaline is flooding through his system. He is out of his safe zone, and that is not a good thing.<br><br>He would glare at the too-bright lamps if he wasn't unaware of how stupid that'd be. A lack of windows seriously bothered him.&nbsp; Was it day time? Night time? He couldn't be sure. With a worried frown, he moved towards the door, a strange thing that he gawked at. But he figures out how to open the damnable thing, and when it does, he peers cautiously out, desperately wishing he had some sort of weapon in hand, though their hadn't been anything he could use in the room.<br><br>"Hello?" He would remain in his room, close enough to the door that it did not shut, as he called out. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 18:59:44</strong>
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				Hearing another persons voice Willow hurried forward the lights flickering on ahead of her and winking out behind her as she quickened her pace down the corridor and into what might have been a kitchen but was one no longer. All the appliances had been stripped out leaving only a gleaming white counter top and what should have held a table and chairs featured a central obelisk roughly her height beyond that was the living area. An area that was furnished with a minimalist modern art deco theme of steel, glass and white lots of white. Stopping mid stride for standing in the living area with the lights overhead on Willow could now see Rudolf standing in his doorway the sight of which caused her brain to dredge up the recollection that the last door she past had featured a red indicator light. Odd Wil thought to herself blinking a bit the in semi-harsh lighting and looking the man, identically dressed as her, over. <br><br>"Hello.. What is this place? Who are you?" Wil asked taking several steps closer to Rudolf until they were almost face to face. And that's when their bracelets snared Willows attention with a gentle alarm then the widest portion of the plastic band illuminated with a phosphorescent white back light that clearly highlighted the text displayed on the bands. Willows displayed 'Female-003' and Rudolf's showed --<br>-- 'Male-003 | Phencyclidine-0.18ml/day' and featured a blinking green dot the size of a pinhead. Before either of the subjects could take accounting of the new input Rudolf quickly began to seriously loose his shit and the Obelisk began to emit an increasing glow until its intensity was nearly blinding and then vanished almost instantaneously.<br><br>Left in the glows wake was a four inch by six inch sheet of flimsy plastic with an electronic message displayed on it, Willow picked it up and saw it sat next to a laboratory glass with measurements in milliliters. She only did this as Rudolf was quickly beginning to scare her, she had no idea what he was experiencing but it looked like he was tripping on angel dust or tweeked out on some bad crack cocaine. The message read "Ingest 52 ml. of Male-003's semen within the next hour. Male-003 may only be stimulated by the hands and digits of Female-003, stimulation of any other kind will result in termination of subjects Male-003 and Female-003. A measuring glass has been provided." Shortly after Willow finished reading the plastic message wafer it broke down into a fine vapor and filtered out through the nearly invisible ventilation systems.<br><br>"Oh you have got to be shitting me... " Willow swore.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 19:15:42</strong>
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				Okay, their's...something wrong. At least initially, he had felt fine, but it felt like just at the same moment that he heard the voice of another person, a girl's, something came along, and kicked his brain with a pair of steel-toed boots."Huh? Uhh..." The words he only vaguely caught, and struggled to hold onto; they felt like grains of sands slipping through his hand, fingers spread out.<br><br>"...Don't know. I don't know what this is?" Their was a note of aggravation in his voice, though it's subdued. Before he really knew what was going on, she seemed to be right in his face, and it caused him to recoil; and then, just as quickly, it felt, she had backed off again. Feeling off-kilter, it took him a moment to recognize that the bracelet he had on had done something. <br><br>Staring blankly at it, he wondered how in the hell you even said that strange word, to say nothing of what it actually is. He felt like he was trudging along slowly, but in truth, his pace was a casual walk as he followed after her,&nbsp; the slightest drop of drool at the corner of his mouth.<br><br>He moved towards the kitchen, and, perhaps through luck, managed to not trip over his own feet or crash into anything. He wasn't sure what the hell was going on, but he felt hot, and wanted something that would cool him down. Imagine his shock and surprise when he sees a kitchen that is not only bare of appliances, but doesn't even have a refrigerator/freezer!<br><br>"Whaahaa? The fuck." He glared angrily at the space where a refrigerator should be, oblivious to the command that Willow was receiving. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 19:32:19</strong>
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				Watching Rudolf trip his balls off Willow thought for a moment about what the message had said, the mention of subjects being terminated was foreboding and she got the distinct impression whoever was running this freak show was not the kidding type. If she didn't do something it was likely that whatever was drugging Rudolf would soon enough cause him to snap possibly becoming violent and while she was certain that with the hand-to-hand training her brother had drilled into her she could handle him Willow really didn't want to have to find out. So she approached the stumbling stranger slowly and gently placed a hand on his right forearm the one bearing his bracelet and lifted it so he could see. "Your bracelet says 'Male-003 | Phencyclidine-0.18ml/day'" Wil pronounced the chemical name of PCP flawlessly and went on to explain what that meant for him "Somehow whoever is running this place is dosing you with approximately 3mg of PCP an hour. They gave me instructions which I think will stop the delivery of the drugs but I am going to need your cooperation." Willow waited for Rudolf to absorb all that before she dropped the bomb "They want me to.. they want.. whatever sick fuck is doing this to you wants me to.. oh fuck it, they want me to drink your cum. And the only way I'm supposed to get it is with my hands.' <br><br>Turning and looking around the lab Willow cried in frustration "What the fuck is wrong with you sick fucks?" After taking a few moments to calm herself again Willow turned back to Rudolf. "If I don't do what they say, and the drugs keep going... you're probably going to fuckin turn schizo within the next few hours and get violent, maybe kill me.. or yourself, or force me to kill you.. I don't want that to happen so.." Willow took a deep breath "So.. I need you to come and sit down on the sofa and... and remove your pants." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 20:00:48</strong>
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				Apparently, at some point, Rudolph gets it in his mind that staring at where the damn fridge should be will somehow magically make it appear. When the girl shows up again, it takes him a moment to shift his focus to her. Where did she come from just now? She's fast, quiet...well, that's his perspective at least. More likely than not, it's those damn drugs, kicking his brain with steel-toed boots.<br><br>He tried to focus on the words, and he understands most of what was being said; if he wasn't drugged out of his mind, he might even be able to have a conversation with her, but for now, he just gives an occasional nod of his head to acknowledge that he heard her.<br><br>When she mentions just what it is, exactly, she has to do, his eyes, possibly glazed by now, just stare blankly at her; or maybe not even at her, but more like through or around her. Why were their gnomes digging holes in the wall? Maybe they wanted to free him from this place. <br><br>"Pants off?" he suddenly asks, skeptically. He was pretty certain that he had said more then just that, had mentioned something about this whole thing being insane or this being some sort of hidden camera show or something about the gnomes, but when he looked from the sofa back to the wall, they were gone. <br><br>Under ordinary circumstances, the prospects of getting a handjob from a stranger and having her drink his cum would actually revile him. But whatever part of his brain would normally say <em>No! Ew! Gross! Strange. Danger.</em> it was currently ballgagged and had its wrists and ankles in cuffs.<br><br>He began making his way towards the sofa, and along the way, manages to hit a corner of the counter. He yelps, and turns around to quickly stare at it, wondering why in the hell the counter would do that to him.&nbsp; But, thankfully for Willow, part of his brain is working to try and stay focused and together; part of him tells him that the counter can't do that, it is an inanimate object. Still, that damn counter...he's going to be careful about it! Tricky thing.<br><br>So, after that two minutes of craziness (It was actually all of five seconds), he manages to make his way to the sofa. It takes him a bit after sitting down for him to fumble with his belt, showing some difficulty in what should be an otherwise easy task. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 22:47:01</strong>
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				It certainly took her a while but before long Willow had Rudolf seated on the sofa his draw string trousers pulled off entirely his half naked form seeming to have melted into the sofa given what Willow assumed would be his current lack of bodily control or motor function. Pulling a cushion off the sofa for her to kneel on Willow set the measuring glass on the floor and shuddered then glanced despondently at Rudolf's limp manhood. <em>~This is going to be fucking impossible~</em> Wil thought to herself. Rudolf was on from what she could tell a moderate to high dose of PCP and more likely than not wouldn't feel a thing, Willow just hoped his body would still react to her touch then threw up a little in her mouth but forced herself to swallow it back down. <br><br>Kneeling on the cushion Willow leaned forward resting her forearms upon Rudolf's thighs she gritted her teeth and reached out to tentatively take Rudolf in her right hand. Hesitantly at first Willow began to rub him then when he remained limp uttered a cry of incoherent frustration at the situation in general and gave it a real effort, still nothing. So she tried gently massaging the strangers balls with her other hand as she rubbed and tugged the first hints of life into Rudolf's length. Encouraged by the slow but inexorable growth and rigidity she was eliciting Willow intensified her efforts until after a solid eight and half minutes she'd coaxed <em>'Male-003'</em> to his full hardness. By the time she'd accomplished this Willow was unable to stifle a gasp at how warm Rudolf was <br><br>Slowly and gently but firmly the small girl stroked Rudolf's length rolling her wrist with a quick, steady rhythm in the process. All the while her left hand continued to gently knead, cup and massage the mans scrotum in a time with the regular strokes of her right hand. Each time Willow's palm reached the apex of her fellow subject's shaft she would roll her palm over the head then with the downward stroke pull back the foreskin to thumb the tender flesh beneath lightly, briefly. The entire rhythm was kept at a gradually increasing pace while Wil watched Rudolf for any sign that he was coming close to release. The moment she saw it coming she dropped her hand from his sack and brought the measuring glass up to catch Rudolf's seed quickening the pacing of her strokes to a fever pitch til after a full 20 minutes Willow was blessed with the man's orgasm. Though the load Willow gained was decent it wasn't close to what the freak running this place wanted and so despite Rudolf reaching his climax she kept her pace up for a moment before slowing to long, languid strokes and tugs as she continued to jerk and milk him long past orgasm gaining a precious few more milliliters of semen. <br><br>Looking at the glass she now held while Willow allowed Rudolf a moment to recuperate though still gently massaging his manhood to keep it from going fully limp again. A frown crossed her face as she saw that she'd gained only 10 milliliters of the 52 the message had demanded Wil swallow. She knew she didn't have long to gather the rest and so she desperately tried something else rising only to settled down beside Rudolf, Willow slid out of her own drawers and began lightly brushing the tips of her fingers from her taint to her clit. Closing her eyes Willow tried to imagine something pleasant, something arousing and after a moment murmured softly to herself as she began to grow damp and then wet as she slid her mid and ring fingers up inside herself. <br><br>After another few minutes Willow was oiling her hands with her own hot juices before taking Rudolf's cock up again in her right hand and resuming her previous rhythm of stroking. Though this time, her wetness warmed and lubed Rudolf and she didn't bother building up to a swift pace instead beginning there and transitioning into firm jerks and tugs which she interspersed with the slow gentle and rolling pulls both up and down still palming and thumbing the stranger's head. All the while Willow continued to keep herself aroused with her left hand and almost didn't notice Rudolf nearing an intense climax. Hastily she withdrew her fingers and snatched up the glass to catch the ensuing eruption of seed. This time it was full and thick and when she milked him past orgasm she was able to squeeze out substantially more but was still left with only 27 milliliters and only 15 minutes left to her deadline.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>27-06-2011, 23:34:20</strong>
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				Quite right. If it wasn't for the back of the couch supporting him up, he'd be laying down at this point. Only vaguely aware of what was happening around him, his eyes drifted lazily around the room. Bits and parts of his brain cried out as the drugs continued to course through his system and wreck havoc.&nbsp; He's pretty sure at some point he can hear his brain literally screaming at him in anguish, but that, like the gnomes, could be attributed to the drugs.<br><br>Sure enough, his member, average in size, was completely flaccid. At least initially, her efforts are going to meet with failure, and the sounds of frustration draw his attention back to her. Oh, hey, it's that girl again.&nbsp; Where did she come from? She's tricky, always popping out of nowhere on him like that. Of course, if he was in a clearer state of mind, he'd have realized that she got over there just how he did: walking. Not popping out of thin air, like it seemed like.<br><br>&nbsp;What was she doing? And why was it so damn hot in here?&nbsp; Although his mind remained far removed from sex, trapped in a wonderful land of gnomes trying to desperately free him from this strange and colorful prison, her actions still cause a reaction; muscle memory, perhaps, or something similar, but he does grow harder. Hotter, too; his body wasn't sure how the hell to regulate its temperature, and he felt a little on the feverish side of things.<br><br>He shuddered a bit, involuntarily, a good feeling washing over his brain; a combination of the feeling of the girls actions, but also what was being pumped directly into his system, combining in a way that was... pleasant was far too mild a word.A groan, and a bit more drool came from his mouth, and his breathing and heart rate increased as time went on; this a result of her skillful actions rather than the PCP. <br><br>The key thing she'll notice with his orgasms is that, despite his relaxed state, his whole body seems to tense up about four or five seconds before it comes; lucky for her, the quick change between total relaxation and total tenseness should be easy to notice.<br><br>After the initial orgasm, he went slack and melted into the cushiony sofa. So pleasant feeling. His eyes closed for what felt like hours, but was probably only a minute, or just a bit longer, before they opened again. His head lulls off to one side and he stares at the tv, seemingly captivated by it. <br><br>Oh, hey, what's going on? His attention whips back to Willow quickly as she goes into round two. "Are you a gnome?" he starts laughing as he asks this question, a goofy grin on his face. The longer he stayed drugged, the more his mind slipped away from rationality and reality.<br><br>Atleast he seems to be going to a happy place and not a violent place. That's a good thing! Oh...oh, definitely happy place.&nbsp; Maybe it's just pent up sexual frustration from a lack of a girlfriend and much self love, or maybe it's the drugs, but he was hard again in no time. And cumming again in mere minutes time, too, with a record load to boot; all this despite not really feeling much of anything, and being only vaguely aware of what's going on.<br><br>No, his perception of reality is gone at this point. He's laughing his ass off and grinning, and probably having the time of his life. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 02:20:22</strong>
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				Fifteen minutes. Fifteen fucking minutes to gather another 25 milliliters of cum. Willow never bothered letting up after Rudolf's second climax feverishly working him past the point of pleasure and into the realm of aching pain as her slick palm twisted around his shaft as it slid up, down and up again the length of him. Willow knew she needed to jerk probably another two decent loads from the man if she had any hope of saving him from lasting psychosis. In a despondently desperate gamble Willow settled herself in a position that would straddle Rudolf's shaft where she not elevating herself in a kneeling position, she hoped that if there was no physical contact that the restrictions wouldn't be breached as she lowered herself muscles straining to hover her wet and warm center bare inches away from the agonizingly sensitive flesh of Carter's now quivering cock. Her hands continued to work at Rudolf relentlessly only stopping to gather more of her lubricant to knead into his manhood Willow leaned forward somewhat and let herself moan into the chef's ear the feverish heat radiating off of Rudolf's twitching member arousing the girl further. <br><br>Sliding the mid finger of her left hand up inside herself Willow slicked her finger and hand then pulled out and reaching back past Rudolf's scrotum and taint gently and slowly pushed her way up into the man to about the second knuckle before hooking her finger back in the direction of his stomach and brushing the tip of her mid finger over his inner wall and up against the prostate gland. Slowly Willow increased the pressure on Rudolf's gland and the pace with which she fingered it all while holding herself above him her right hand pumping wildly. When Carter's body siezed up shortly after she entered him Willow had to scramble to bring the glass up in time and almost missed the cum that flooded out. <br><br>Releasing Rudolf's manhood Willow reached down with her right hand and forced her mid and ring fingers inside Carter all the way down to her third knuckle and started frantically fingering the wall pressing against his seminal vesicle pumping as much fluid through the prostate as she could. While the pain of the extremely prolonged masturbation, repeated orgasms and milking was excruciating enough that Rudolf most definitely felt a good deal of it despite the narcotics pumping into his muscles Willow was able to squeeze out enough oh his seed that when she pulled her fingers from the man's anus she'd managed to collect nearly 54 ml. <br><br>Her bounty in hand Willow settled herself on Rudolf's thighs and muttered "If you turn out to be an asshole I swear to all that is holy I will kill you spit on your corpse." With her oath made Willow closed her eyes and pinched her nose then after a count of ten began to chug down the thick, runny fluid all of the nearly two ounces of it. When she finished she quickly brought her hand to cover her mouth as she fought against the nausea with her other hand Willow hurtled the empty glassware at the obelisk where it shattered and sprayed broken glass over the floor. Sliding off Carter, Willow pulled on her pants then wandered half in a daze over to a corner and curled up there trying to hold in the hateful sobs that wracked her chest and made her shudder involuntarily. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 04:03:51</strong>
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				If their had been any rationality left to him at this point, he would have promptly asked what in the hell she was doing with his ass, but as he's so out of it, he's not even aware of what's happening until she's already forcing him to cum by massaging his prostate. Even before then, dull pleasure was starting to develop into burning pain. <br><br>Their were grumbles of protestation as she forced more fingers up inside his ass, but he's not in any position to do much more than grumble; that and stare at the tv.For both of their sakes, however, it's damnably effective, and ends up getting her what she needed, what the twisted device had demanded of her.<br><br>After she had swallowed his baby batter, he just focused sullenly at the tv. "I know what you're doing." He suddenly says, in an accusatory way, at it. "But the gnomes are going to get me!" Despite this sounding like paranoid rambling, he actually sounds elated by the prospects of being gotten by them. "They're going to get you, too." This is clearly a threat he's huffing out, once more directed at the tv. <br><br>His lower body was extremely sore now, though the drugs took a bit of the edge off it; he would definitely be feeling it later, though. First time he's had anything poking him in the ass, and it ends up being two fingers? And she'd been understandably none-too-gentle, either. Eesh.&nbsp; At least, for his sake, he's unlikely to remember any of this. <br><br>As for right now, maybe it's the drugs, or maybe it's just being worn out (despite not actually doing anything), or some combination,&nbsp; but he ends up falling asleep on the couch, still mostly naked. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 05:01:40</strong>
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				For the lack of windows Rudolf had no way to tell how long he'd been out when at last he awoke startled in a pool of drool his pants on the floor in front of him leaving him naked from the waste down. Fully lucid and completely sober, likely thanks to specifically targeted treatment to neutralize the drugs that had rendered him all but helpless, Carter's head still felt like it was going to split as his brain suddenly began to process everything his dissociative mind had witnessed but not bothered to care about at the time. The memories, and the experiences both good and bad came back to the chef with perfect clarity.<br><br>Yet when he looked around him the girl that had left him feeling like he'd had his balls in a vice was no where to be seen. At least not from where he was seated. That's about the time the plasma display winked on showing Rudolf a hand full of different angles all viewing the same scene. It was a white room much like the ones he now occupied, inside were two young women one set in the chair the other on the edge of the bed. Both looked gaunt and hideously underfed. Both of them seemed to ignore the red indicator light on the door to the room simply staring at the floor or the wall, anywhere really so long as it wasn't at each other.<br><br>The display cameras listed at the top of each view, 'Female-013' ; 'Female-012' ; '[Redacted]'. Along the bottom of the TV was a text moving from left to right similar in fashion to a news ticker. The same message kept repeating itself across the screen. After he read the text the cameras changed to show the closet, it had no doors just a clear pane of what was probably some kind of impact resistant plastic. Inside the closet, sitting on a chair was a fair haired and healthy looking child of indiscernible gender. Rudolf took a closer look and noticed that it wasn't a closet at all but an elevator. A red indicator light was centered above the plastic pane, and the child was dressed in a formal suit, not the hospital clothing the two women and he wore. <br><br>The startling contradictions to what he knew about this place already nearly distracted him from noticing when the message changed. At the bottom of the screen it now read 'In ten minutes a drawer on the night stand to the right of the bed will unlock, inside will be two razor edged blades. Present to the child in the elevator exactly one hollow human skull, if this is done the child will take the presenter to out processing and freedom. This message will be transmitted to the women seen on the television in one and one half hours. To cancel the transmission Female-003 must attain climax within two minutes of Male-003 while unable to breathe.' The message repeated itself three times and then the television went dark and the white retractable shutters slid back into place concealing the TV within the living room wall.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 06:33:45</strong>
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				"Whuzza?" He slurs as he awakes with a start, quite sore not only from the strange sexual experience that his brain was trying to inform him about, but also from the position in which he had slept. A series of grumbling curses saw him standing up, reclaiming his pants rather sheepishly, and pulling them on. As his brain reported to him what happened while he was drugged, he just went into denial mode. Nope. Didn't happen. Not at all. This is just a fucked up dream-inside-a-dream and he's going to wake up, soon. Soon. Any moment now...<br><br>He then became aware of the TV and it being on, hazily focusing on it, even as his body demanded he get water; all that sweating and out of control body temperature had brought on the beginnings of dehydration in him. But, of course, it'd be too damn much to ask for there to be a bottle of Poland Springs around here with his name on it.<br><br>It did take him a moment to notice when the words changed, as he was rather disturbed by the females on the television. When he <em>does</em> see what it's telling him to do, he goes wide-eyed and sputters nonsensically, before managing to get a word out, colored with shock and disbelief. "<strong>WHAT!</strong>" Short, simple, and loud.<br><br>He whined, as the loud outburst had hurt his dry throat,&nbsp; as he stared at the screen mutely.<em> Oh god. Oh god, what the fuck is this place, and what the fuck am I doing here? </em> He thought, weakly, to himself. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 06:51:49</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Wil had managed to haul herself out of the corner once the man she'd jerked off for close on an hour had fallen asleep. Hugging her hips Willow wrapped her arms around her waist and slightly hunched over stumbled through Lab C back to the room she'd woken up in. Once the door had swung shut behind her she went to the other door in the room hoping it was a bathroom, which Wil soon discovered it was at least in a sense. There was no sink or water in the toilet but there was a shower and the tiny girl wasted no time in stripping out of the sterile hospital scrubs and turning on the blessedly cool water. <br><br>For about an hour maybe a little more she stood in the shower trying to clean herself with the hygienic products she'd found. All of them in white containers and unlabeled of course but it would have to do. Despite repeated scrubbing Willow couldn't shake the disgust she felt looking at herself. <em>What is this place?</em> she thought to herself as she finally gave up on the shower and went back into 'her' room to get dressed in a fresh pair of scrubs. <br><br>Exhausted both mentally and physically Willow climbed into the bed pulling the blankets tight as she drifted off to a terror filled sleep. She slept longer than Rudolf did and would still be asleep if he came looking for her now. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 07:14:38</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His outburst didn't seem to draw out the girl he saw in bits and flashes of recalled memory. He frowned, and worriedly went back to the kitchen, only to be reminded of a distinct lack of a refrigerator. Still, thirst drove him to look through all the cabinets, finding absolutely nothing in any of them. <br><br>He's not usually prone to anger, but damnitalltohell, he ends up slamming his fist in impotent rage on the counter.&nbsp; He would glare over at the obelisk, and move back to the living room, where he'd look at the screen again. Chewing on his bottom lip, he worriedly stared at the door that he had not come out of; the one that led to Willow's room. Maybe she was in there.<br><br>As much as he wanted to believe this was all some sort of sick joke, his mind reeled at the prospects that it was not so; that he'd really have to do this to save those girls from trying to kill each other. But he can't, won't...nope, that was too fucking freaky. He doesn't even know this girl, how the hell is he supposed to ask her to do what the tv said? <br><br>Besides that, choking her? While they have sex? Ugh. Gross, gross, gross. Rudolph is very much a plain old vanilla flavored guy when it comes to sex. This is obscene... <br><br>And yet, nearly twenty minutes after he had awoken,&nbsp; he&nbsp; found himself nervously compelled to approach her door. He brought his hand towards the weird lights, the one with the wristband on it, and waited to see if the door would open. What if they won't really do it. What if it's a bluff by whoever the fuck is watching them?
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 07:45:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				When Rudolf placed his hand to the green light on Willows door it predictably swung open and remained so until he entered and left the threshold. After a few minutes of indecision trying to guess at whether or not whoever was running this demented prison would or would not actually provide the two starving women with razor edged blades with the promise of freedom for whomever could carve out the others' skull Carter walked over and sat at the foot of Willows bed his recent memories of her resurfacing as he watched her sleep.<br><br>Some part of Rudy knew that whoever... whatever was doing this whether it was a dream or reality wasn't fucking around. That same part of him also knew that what had happened between him and this girl sleeping fitfully next to him was real enough even if it was just a dream and that she'd probably saved him from severe psychological damage. But what the TV asked.. how could it expect him to do that? Carter looked back to the door wistfully contemplating just walking back out but when he did an angry red rectangle glared back at him where once there had been a welcoming green light.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 07:57:03</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				With a shaky, quiet sigh, he stepped over the threshold into the room of the girl; although at first, when the lights came flickering back on, he thought it might be his room. Gut wrenching symmetry; it was all the same, from what he could tell. He moved away from the door and into the room, and as the door swung shut and locked itself, he turned to stare back at it, meeting the triangle's glare with one of his own. <em> Yeah, fuck you, too.</em> He thought.<br><br>He shakily approached the bed, and sat down on its corner. Christ, why did she have to be asleep? Why did he have to wake her up, too?&nbsp; Oh god. He can feel hatred for himself welling up as he moves, reaching out to lightly touch her shoulder, giving her only a hint of a gentle shake, his voice barely above a whisper. "Hey. Wake up." 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 08:12:15</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Almost before Carter made contact with Willows shoulder she barely stifled a scream and seemed to leap out of her skin as she scrambled into a sitting position. "Whats going on? Did they stop the drugs.. I'll fucking kill you if you're schizo!" Willow questioned loudly. She then noticed the door was locked and sighed crestfallen and defeated. "What does it want now?" She asked simply hugging her bony hips. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>28-06-2011, 08:20:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Holy shit! The outburst of screams and threats startles him right off the bed, and onto the floor with a dull thud and muted 'ow!'. After a moment, when she calmed down, he was able tog et himself back up onto the bed. "The tv turned on... it showed two girls in a room. They didn't look so good." He's avoiding eye contact, and fiddling nervously with the scrubs he was wearing. He stopped to chew on his lip, hesitant to tell her anything.<br><br>How could he personally hurt this girl in order to save two people he doesn't know? Who might just be actors? "It said... that we have to orgasm. me, then you.. at most two minutes apart. And you can't be breathing while it happens." Their was no way to sugar coat; what was the point? He just blurts it out, and it's obvious from his disposition and tone of voice that he feels absolutely horrible. "If we don't, they'll try to kill each other..." He decides to spare her the gruesome details. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 04:29:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Willow just shakes her head listening to Carter speak. "What kind of sick, deranged fuck is doing this? And not just to us. You say you say others on the TV? And they're going to kill each other if we don't do this thing you were told to do? Did it say how long we have?" Willow actually felt nauseous and more than a little nervous about letting this stranger choke her. Looking to Rudolf Wil waited listening for an answer to all the questions she had.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 04:39:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I don't know. My brain still feels like mush." Actually, he felt quite clear headed, and he wasn't sure if that was just how the drugs worked or if their was something else that purged it from his system. But saying this was just his way of trying to stay in denial. "The message said that the girls in the room would get two razors from a drawer that opened, and whoever presented a skull to some strange kid would get to go free..." Though, judging from his voice, he seemed skeptical of it all. <br><br>"We have about an hour to do it... or we could just not, and see what happens..." Since he knew their had been some time elapse, though he wasn't sure how much, between him reading the message and actually getting into her room, he said an hour; and the other bit there didn't seem like something he could possibly do, but he ended up saying it nonetheless. Their was no good choice, their were just two evil choices... at least, that's his perspective on things.<br><br>He was left in a situation where he didn't want to make a choice; so what does he end up doing? Making it into Willow's decision. To be fair, she is the one that's going to get choked, so she really should have a say in things. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 05:07:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Willow tried to think quickly. This could just be a test.. who was she kidding of course it was a test, to see if they would risk letting someone die horribly rather than put themselves through what in contrast would be temporary discomfort. There really wasn't any choice, they'd have to do what was instructed. Ignoring it would be inhuman, and Willow wasn't broken yet. With a heavy sigh Wil didn't bother giving Rudolf an answer instead she simply pulled her shirt up over her head and shaking slightly set it on the bed. <br><br>Willow's body was obviously undernourished and despite the hard layer of lean muscle and sinew that covered them her ribs were still partially visible underneath. Her breasts were small but firm, an A cup by Rudolf's estimation and were pierced by steel barbells further adding to the numerous piercings the girl&nbsp; wore. Wil's collar bones were cleanly visible and her stomach was hard and flat though only somewhat toned. <br><br>With a hesitant touch Willow took Rudy by the wrist and gently encouraged him to come closer while she settled herself back into a reclined position. "Not doing this would be wrong. I think you know that as well as I do. For now we have to play their game but someday.. we'll get out of here." Willow said, lying about the last part. She knew they were going to die in this place no matter what they did for the bastards running the show.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 05:15:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He seemed distracted right up until she made that brief contact with him, at which point, he finally turned to look at her. Their was a frown clearly etched into his face.&nbsp; Their'd be no joy for him in what was to come. After spending all of five seconds looking at her naked form, he stood up and worked himself out of the irritating scrubs he wore, which he tossed off to the side.<br><br>He grumbled a bit, body still sore and aching from the first sexual encounter they've had.&nbsp; "Yeah. Their's always a way out." He said with a smile that seemed force, though it was a bit difficult to tell if he really meant that or not.<br><br>Once naked, he'd settle back down on the bed, scooting from the bottom of it up to the middle, looking towards her hesitantly. "So, how're we gonna do this? You on top, I cum, and start.. choking you?"&nbsp; He had to practically force himself to say it. Rudy was so far out of his comfort zone, he couldn't even see it from where he was. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 05:25:09</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Putting a hand on Rudy's shoulder Willow spoke her voice gentle and she hoped encouraging "Try and relax, you don't need a plan. Just... let it happen." Moving her hand with a feigned confidence to cup the back of Carter's neck Willow applied some pressure urging him to lean forward, when he did she pressed her lips to his parting them slightly to wet them both with quick flicks of her tongue. With her other hand Wil took Rudy's hand and guided it to her breast.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 05:30:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				His only response to her words was a quiet murmur; a neutral sort of nonsense sound.&nbsp; Maybe a tinge of contemplativeness to it. He followed her lead, however, finding just the smallest bit of comfort in&nbsp; that; in all honesty, he's probably not the kind of person that is used to making decisions for himself. He was a submissive, even though he didn't know it.<br><br>He shuddered a bit when she touched his neck, and he leaned towards her, meeting her lips with his own. At the very least, he's trying, and not just clamming up into a ball of 'this isn't real, this isn't happening' in some corner somewhere. His hand was pulled toward her small breasts, and he would begin to gingerly, somewhat awkwardly, grope her.&nbsp; He's basically one or two steps above clueless virgin. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 05:41:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Repositioning herself as she deepened their kiss Willow managed to settle herself under Rudy. Leaving the mans hand to fumble awkwardly with her breast Wil reached down and gingerly rubbed Carter's groin aware that he was likely sore from the previous night. How she knew it had been night and that it had passed Willow couldn't explain, it was just something she'd always known her internal clock more sensitive than most. Massaging Rudy gently Willow soon broke the kiss and with her hand still on his neck guided his mouth to the tender flesh of her pulse point. When she didn't immediately feel anything there Wil desperately prayed she wouldn't have to lead Rudy through the whole thing and still manage to climax while suffocating.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 05:46:51</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Two steps above clueless virgin.&nbsp; It's not that far, but he's not a complete idiot; he's just nervous as fuck.&nbsp; Still, she does manage to coax his member into hardening, a brief shudder running through his body as she does so. She didn't feel anything immediately because of his nervousness, but a moment later, his tongue would be out, gently pushing against her flesh; this would then be followed by gentle sucking, teeth against her flesh though he hasn't bitten her in any way...yet. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 07:14:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once he'd grown erect Willow once more began to gently stroke Carter making sure her touch was light and pace slow. With her other hand Wil tried to rid herself of her trousers all while arching her head to the side to provide Rudolf with more access to her throat. Luckily he pants were somewhat ill fitting and Willow was able to worm her way out of them revealing her sparse blond pubic patch a stark contrast to her jet black hair. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>29-06-2011, 07:31:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He gingerly bit down, teeth grinding against her flesh as he sucked on that sweet, sensitive spot on her neck. He was getting into this, despite himself. He would leave a big ol' hickie on her neck when he finally let go, but that was only so he could move along the rest of her neck, with little kisses, bites, and a bit of suction here and there.<br><br>As he was doing this, he had one hand to help support him, as he was in a slightly awkward position, while the other worked, rubbing and kneading at each breast in turn. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 02:27:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Willow murmured softly at the attention her neck an breasts were receiving while she began to grow warm and damp. With the hand she'd been stroking Carter with Willow guided him to her crotch then gently rolled back the foreskin and pressed the exposed head against her lower lips. She rubbed her sensitive nub with Rudy slowly sliding his head from clit to taint and back moaning softly her arousal growing. Before long Willow had lined Rudy up to enter her and released his cock moving her hand to stimulate herself her other coming up to explore Rudolf's chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>30-06-2011, 13:41:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He slowly let go of her neck, moving up slightly, and gingerly bit at her ear lobe; he, personally, found that spot to be a strange erogenous zone, and experimented to see if it'd have the same effect on her as it would have on him.<br><br>While that was happening, she was playing with his member, rubbing him against her, exciting his own&nbsp; often suppressed lust. When the time was right, he pushed forward, plunging himself into her. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 17:40:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Willow was busily making soft, pleasing noises while Rudolf attended her throat and she her nub. When Rudy moved on to her ear and began to toy with the metal rings decorating it Wil issued forth a gentle "Mmmm... " Her pulse had been steadily increasing as her breathing grew labored a sign that whatever Rudy was doing he was getting something right. <br><br>Willow inhaled sharply as Carter pushed himself into her. As Rudy buried himself to the hilt in Wil's wet warmth she bucked her hips against his removing moving her other hand up to wrap around Carter's neck in favor of rubbing against his pelvic bone. And while Rudolf pumped her Willow ground herself against him creating a steady rhythm matching that with which Wil clenched and relaxed her muscles. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 17:50:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Sore, tired, and dehydrated; and yet, here he was, plowing a stranger's fields. But at this point, he's moved on from the <em>this is crazy</em> and <em>this isn't happening</em> stage to the <em>If I do what they say, I'll get out of here</em> stage.<br><br>His rhythm is fairly steady, and neither slow nor quick;&nbsp; They still had time, so they might as well have some fun with it, right? <br><br>He gingerly nibbled her ear, or pulled lightly on the rings, spending a few moments on one ear, then going to the other, then back to the first. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 18:59:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Fucking a stranger wasn't new to Willow, she was fairly free spirited and rarely slept alone. But it was one thing to pick up a stranger and something entirely different to be forced with someone. Still the girl seemed to be making the most of the situation. Wrapping her arms up under Rudolf's to hold him by the shoulders Willow pulled the mans body firmly against her own. <br><br>Continuing to arch her back while she bucked against Rudy's steady thrusts Wil leaned forward to kiss at his throat and collar bone. Beads of perspiration already coated Willow's brow and her heart pounded away in her chest. Holding tight to Carter Willow shuddered involuntarily with the intensity of their grinding her erect nipples pressing hard against Rudy's chest.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 19:32:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The moment he felt her lips on his neck, he slid his head to the side, giving her better access to that sensitive area. As they continued to move on the bed, he would occasionally shudder in pleasure; and especially if she ends up biting/nibbling on his neck, groans. <br><br>"I'm getting close..."He'd shudder again as he spoke, voice a bit raspy. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 20:19:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Nipping at Rudy's throat and jawline Willow breathlessly replied "Me to.. mmmm... soon, don't stop." Clinging to the stranger with surprisingly strong limbs Willow quickened the pace with which she rubbed herself against Rudy. Taking his ear into her mouth Willow traced the lines of Carter's ear with the tip of her tongue gently chewing on the soft cartilage. Veritably writhing under Rudolf Willow fought to hold back her orgasm even as her muscles began to tighten. "Do it now.. I'm... I..." Willow struggled with ragged gasps. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 21:53:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Oh shit. He nearly forgot. He had to choke her; and instantly, any enjoyment he might have had from this goes out the window because of what he ends up doing next.<br><br>Shifting around a bit, he would wrap both of his hands around her neck.&nbsp; He squeezed her tightly; tight enough that he truly does cut off her ability to breathe.&nbsp; Even though he had no desire of any sort to do this to her...their just wasn't a good solution for him. Hurt her, or allow his own inaction be responsible for someone elses' death.<br><br>Even as he climaxed, his seed shooting deep inside, his hands remained firmly wrapped around her neck, hoping that he wouldn't end up killing her or doing some kind of lasting damage from the lack of oxygen. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 22:41:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Knowing she wouldn't be able to cum once the stranger started to choke her Willow let herself go as Carter's hand wrapped around her throat. The contractions milked Rudy as he unloaded inside her and Willow would have moaned if she'd had a breath to do so. Instead she clung tight to him while her body shuddered in pleasure and pain until the lack of air to her brain blacked Willow out and her hands slid limply from Carter's back. Once he'd let her go it only took a few moments for Willow to come around coughing and gasping for air. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>01-07-2011, 23:00:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Shit, shit..." The moment he felt her go all loose and slack against him, her body all together going limp, he would release her neck. Pulling himself out of her, he'd guide her body to rest on the bed. He's about ready to freak the hell out again, but before he can, she starts breathing again. At this point, all he can do is let out a relieved sounding sigh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Antisoul</strong> on <strong>02-07-2011, 00:36:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After their second sexual encounter Willow and Rudolf finally got around to introducing themselves, somehow the experience had drawn them closer or so it seemed. The day that had happened Rudolf had left Willow alone to compose herself and shower, an idea he seemed rather keen on as well. Upon exiting her room he noticed siting before the obelisk four white opaque plastic containers marked 'Water - 1 gal.' and twelve neatly stacked bars roughly the same shape as an ingot but less than half the size individually wrapped in white paper each one labeled 'Nutrient Ration - 580 cal.' <br><br>At first he could hardly stop himself from chugging down nearly an entire gallon of the water. He soon realized though that he had no idea if they would receive these items again and so Rudy capped the water and continued to take his shower. It was nearly impossible to tell time in the labs but Willow assured Rudolf that it had been almost four days since they'd gotten there by the time the food and water was gone. <br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Antisoul Mystery Labs - Lab C [TheHangedMan x Antisoul]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheHangedOne</strong> on <strong>02-07-2011, 00:44:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Rudy could barely sleep in this cursed place. After that last encounter they had, he had nearly gulped down at least a half gallon of water to replenish his fluids; he definitely needed it. He'd end up scarfing down one of the food bars, too; he found them to be pretty bland,&nbsp; but his body was craving nourishment and this helped. <br><br>About a day before they ran out of food and water, he was in the shower; something he spends a lot of time doing, often just standing or sitting under the water, and looking completely lost in thought. Worried about their water rations, knowing that one could last quite a while without food, but water being more important, he ends up making the mistake of trying to drink the shower water. Cue him spending the next half hour naked, wet, and on the floor, puking into the strange toilet. <br><br>Nope. Definitely not doing that again. <br><br>A lot of the time he spends not in&nbsp; the shower and not sleeping or trying to get to sleep, is out in the kitchen. About once every three or four hours, he invariably winds up out there, checking the cabinets and cupboards, practically praying that at some point, they will stop being empty. <br><br>Other times, he'd spend talking to the girl, getting to know her a bit, and telling her about himself; after all, their didn't seem to be any movies to watch or games to play, and the boredom was a horrible thing. 
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