Ian made his way down the hall, trying hard to look 'doctor-like'. He glanced down at the clipboard, and then up to room. Room 512. This was it. He brushed past the guards without them saying one word to him.
Ian stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. Dinah was asleep in the bed, her face still showing bruises from her last session with Damian and her hair still matted to her head from sweat and strain of giving birth. Despite this, she was angelic.
He made his way to the bed, pulling up a chair. He brushed away stray wisps of hair from her face. Her blue eyes opened and went wide.
"Shhhhhh .... I'm not supposed to be here," Ian whispered to her. "Ariel helped me change and gave me this stuff so I could get past the guards. I needed to see..." His voice choked up with emotion. "I needed to see that you and the baby were alright."
Dinah turned her head to a cart on the other side of the bed. A swaddled baby slept comfortably there.
"You can hold her if you want to ..."
Ian got up and crept around to the little bundle, and unwrapped his daughter. His daughter. He'd never thought of the little pink things in such an intimate way before. He looked her over, counted her fingers and toes. She began to squirm and he lifted her to his shoulder and began the instinctive rocking motion that only a true parent understands.
"Here, give her to me, Ian. I'm sure she's hungry ..."
Ian handed the baby to Dinah and helped her expose her breast to the rooting little mouth. When the baby latched, Dinah sighed.
"Does that feel good?" Ian asked, watching in wonder at her feeding her infant.
"Yeah ... it does. Makes me feel all warm and tingly."
He watched for a bit longer, then hesitantly asked, "Can I?"
Dinah smiled up at him. It had been so long since she had felt his mouth suckle at her breast. He used to love that before ....
"Sure. I'd love that!" Ian swaddled the baby's feet so he didn't get kicked in the head, then latched his own mouth to Dinah's other nipple. He suckled mouthfuls of sweet, warm mother's milk, nursing along with his daughter until they both were satisfied. He took the baby from Dinah and changed her diaper, swaddled her, and put her back down for a nap. Then he turned his attention back to Dinah.
"I am so sorry for everything, Di ..." he began, taking her hand in his.
"Ian, it wasn't only your fault."
"Yes, it was. I fell in love with you, and it scared me. I wanted things with you that I've never thought about before. I always thought I'd work here, be responsible for other people's happiness, and that would be that. I never planned ...."
Dinah shifted and stroked Ian's face. He looked deep into her eyes as he continued:
"When Dr. Pritchett offered me extra money to father her child, offered me a raise in my regular Breeder pay and offered a better apartment – more perks that I've had in my whole life, I took it. I didn't even think of the consequences. So many of you girls come through here, have one baby, and you're gone. Just GONE. And I couldn't let myself love you because I knew you'd be gone, too."
By now, tears slipped down Ian's cheeks. Dinah brushed them away with her thumbs.
"Dinah, when I found out what Damian did to you, I wanted him gone. I wanted to be the one to put my hands around his neck and squeeze the life right out of him, but I couldn't do it. I want us to leave here. I want us to be a family. I want you, if you'll have me. I swear to you that I will never abandon you and ... and ... y'know maybe we should name our daughter ..."
"I was thinking Arielle. It means "lion of God", and your friend, Ariel, was instrumental in getting her here and in getting you to me."
Ian leaned down and kissed Dinah softly on the forehead. "It's perfect, love."
Just at that moment, the door burst open.
Across town, in a clean warehouse, a once-beautiful woman was hanging, naked and spread-eagled, on a metal rack. Her face was puffy and her green eyes swollen and ringed in red from crying. Her voice, a mere whisper. Circling her like a pack of wild dogs was the two men that had carried her from The Clinic, along with three others called in for this special occasion.
"Are you awake, bitch? You're probably thinking now that you picked the wrong time to try to be selfish, huh?"
One of the brutish men swung the flogger, striking Aurora's supple buttock. The red welts raised quickly.
"PLEASE! Please, stop!" she cried in a piteous tone. "I will sign whatever Jonas wants. I will keep my mouth shut and I will do whatever I need to do, but PLEASE stop hitting me!"
"Okay," said the biggest of the men, "we'll stop hitting you. It's really not our job to beat you to a pulp, although we do enjoy hearing you scream. I think that when you see what our REAL assignment is, you'll find that screaming from the flogger is an easier choice ..."
The tone of his voice made Aurora's blood run cold. "Y'see, Miss High-and-Mighty-Bitch, you come from the same stock as us low-lifes do. We know your story: pumping out babies to pay for college and med school, working your way to the head honcho at The Clinic. But somewhere along the way, you lost your compassion. You lost the ability to remember that these young women, while they consent to loan you their bodies for a brief time and give up their babies, they go through a lot. You picked more and more ruthless Breeders, and you stopped caring about the girls. So, we're gonna make sure you always remember what it's like to give up something you cherish. Many of these girls come to you as virgins and they leave as fucked-out women ..."
He gestured to a large man standing next to him. The man began to remove his clothing, and when he got to his pants, what lay inside made Aurora's eyes go wide with fear.
"Meet Python. He's here to take away your ability to have children. See that 14" cock between his legs? When he's through pushing that into your womb, you won't be able to carry a baby to term. Oh, and did I mention that we're going to give you enough drugs to make sure you cum hard on his cock? To make you beg for it? And we have video set up so all your begging for it will be recorded for posterity. The rest of us ... well, we're just gonna take whatever hole Python hasn't visited yet. Let's get this party started!"
Aurora felt the prick of a large needle in her hip, and then a sudden warmth spread through her body.
"That's a special concoction, babe. Sort of a 'liquid Viagra' for girls ... it'll keep you cumming back for more for HOURS!" He tweaked her nipple for emphasis, and she felt her clit jolt with pleasure.
"See? The bitch is already getting into it! I'm taking her ass first ... Tony, you fuck her pussy. We better get ours before Python gets in here, or it'll be like fucking The Lincoln Tunnel!"
Tony pushed his cock into Aurora and she immediately began to cum. "AAAGGGHHHHYEESSSSSS!!!" she screamed as he hammered away, her pussy juice spilled down over his cock onto his balls and then onto the floor.
