Thanks to
Leager
for editing this one.
Late in 2012 I was contacted by a new fan who had an idea for a story, but felt she lacked the talent to bring it to life. I am honoured she chose to contact me to attempt this. It could be considered a parody of a sort, of American Horror Story: Asylum, and that is where inspiration for this story was drawn, but the resulting flower from that seed is far different than what graces your TV sets. We do not include the same characters, it is not set in 1964 and our goal is not to terrify or horrify, although we don't mind disturbing you a little bit. Our cast will be sexy, horny, busty and will go far beyond a lot of the boundaries in which I usually write. As an extra little bit of titillating information for you, I will tell you that she cast herself for this story as well as some other acquaintances of hers. She appears as Deb in the series. If you'd like to provide feedback to her for her idea, you should comment at the end, or address any private feedback to her when you send it to me.
Another important point to be made is that classifying this story was difficult. There are elements of BDSM in some parts in minor ways, there will be Anal at times, perhaps some Erotic Horror, Exhibitionism and Voyeurism, Fetish, Group Sex, I like to think I write Humorously whenever possible and in a way this could be considered a vague Satire, there's likely to be some Lesbian Sex, perhaps some Cheating Wives, some Non-consensual sex, some Toys and Masturbation and finally, with the cast of weird and wonderful characters, we cannot promise a complete absence of Transgender or Cross-dressing individuals. We're going to list the tags at the start of each chapter to make them immediately accessible upon opening a chapter, so that you're pre warned. In light of all that, we've chosen Fetish, as it's probably the broadest and could be used to describe almost any story anyway, everything is a fetish to some degree.
But don't be afraid, you can trust us, even the scariest of the above categories won't be so bad, you'll be surprised how many inmates of Meretrix Hills actually enjoy a touch of non-consensual and anal sex and our erotic horror weighs heavily on the erotic side of the scale. Or are we just trying to lure you in? You'll never know unless you read it, MWAH HAH HAH HAA!
Ahem, so come with us now, as we take you to a long, winding, remote driveway. A patient transport drives along the road at a reasonable pace, its destination being the only possible destination on that road, Meretrix Hills Asylum, an institution that is very outdated in its practices regarding the treatment of mental patients. *
Connor struggled against his bonds. He'd been struggling now and again for six months now and so far it had netted him zero results, which was obviously the goal of a straight-jacket.
The complete list of people who had orchestrated his current predicament was beyond his knowledge, but clearly the person at the top of the list was Kathryn, that little bitch he'd married. The second person on the hit list was most definitely that snake, fucking Bob Thompson, formerly his personal lawyer, trusted with all his business and private affairs. It was Bob who drafted the pre-nuptial agreement, and Kathryn who decided her best option was to conspire to have Connor declared mentally unfit and then committed.
He had no doubt that there were a lot more people on the list, most of them unknown to him. There had to be, for him to have gone from a high-flying, majority shareholder and CEO of a top 100 company to being transported in a straight-jacket to an asylum with no hope of release.
* * *
Sarah stared down at the weasel behind his desk; he really was a pathetic excuse for a man.
"I want to, you know I want to Ms Sarah, but that would put everyone at risk, the whole asylum. I'm sorry but I just can't do it," he told her.
Her eyes flashed in anger and she scolded him, "Glass you little shit, you think I was asking!?!"
He flinched at her suddenly venomous tone and raised voice.
"I don't ask you for anything, I don't need to because I tell you how it's going to be."
She backed off a bit and her expression changed to a thoughtful one, though her eyes still promised pain. He knew from experience that this was even more dangerous than simple anger where Ms Sarah, the 31-year-old Matron of Meretrix Hills Asylum, was concerned. Officially she was in charge of the nurses and the logistics of the nursing requirements. Unofficially, there was much, much more she was in charge of.
"How long's it been now, a week?" she asked, honey in her voice, while her eyes betrayed her.
Mr Glass, Administrator of the Meretrix Hills Asylum was suddenly even more nervous.
"Two..." he replied with a tremor in his voice.
"Hmm, I was considering taking on the duty personally this time; it has been quite a long time hasn't it? Instead, I think a little longer would teach you how things are around here, don't you agree?"
"No!" he cried, losing control of the situation, not realising the power he had almost gained. "Please! Sarah, don't make me wait, I'll do it! I'll do it now!"
He snatched the pen from his desk and scribbled his signature at the bottom of the page, repeating the process throughout the thick document Sarah had delivered to his office the previous day.
Sarah smiled. She was unlikely to ever want for money again, not that she'd had too much trouble with it previously. Connor, meanwhile, had no idea that the final nail had been driven into the lid of his coffin. The form Glass had just signed accepted transfer of a highly dangerous and unstable mental patient from a fictitious doctor. It was the latest in a long line of highly fraudulent documents that had sealed the fate of Connor. If anyone ever took the time to look at his situation closely, examine the evidence in detail, it wouldn't be too difficult to figure out something was wrong. Unfortunately for Connor, many people were working to make sure no one would do any such thing, people like Bob Thompson.
Glass finished his signatures and looked over to catch the trace of a smile, just as it morphed into the look of disapproval and disgust he was so used to seeing on her face when she was addressing him.
"So you think you've earned a round with me Glass? No chance. You have to try much harder than that. But I suppose you have earned a reward."
Sarah turned and unlocked his office door before opening it and speaking to the person in the hall.
"Thank you Angela, I'll take it from here. Please come in Deb."
Glass looked over the newcomer, dressed in the signature suit of Meretrix Hills, though looking far better on her than it usually did on other wearers. He could tell from the way her breasts jiggled that they were unfettered by a brassiere. They were like overalls, in pale pink for the ladies, and Deb's were unbuttoned far below her bust, almost to her navel. The tips of her blonde locks brushed her shoulders and she looked into his eyes as they both waited for Sarah's instructions.
There was a time when Glass had tried to circumvent Sarah. He'd been amazed at the talent present at Meretrix Hills when he had taken over, the establishment having had employment issues due to the many claims of him being a pervert. Ms Sarah had quickly laid out how things were here and, at first, he'd enjoyed a cornucopia of sex. Unfortunately he'd been too eager, and Sarah started rationing his trysts with the staff and patients she controlled. When he'd tried to manipulate a little action on the side, she'd stopped it before it could even start, and his supply had dwindled almost to nothing. Now he was obedient at all times and grateful every time Sarah rationed something out to him.
"You have been good, Glass, despite your reluctance, so I'm willing to let you play with Deb as a special reward. But this is a onetime thing, if you don't learn to toe the line, you won't be playing with Deb or me ever again and I might even cut you down to once a month."
Sarah knew exactly what she was doing. Glass was easy to control, and finding out how perverted and desperate he was had allowed her to cut down his supply significantly, which made her life much easier and made him even more pliable. The transfer was a big risk though, she knew that, and there had been the possibility of him going to the wire against her on it, so she had been prepared to pull out all the stops. Capitulating relatively early did earn him a reward though, and she knew he'd improve even further after this little episode, so she made it a good one. Deb was special -- she was among Sarah's more easily controlled girls, but she was one of a select few who seemed to enjoy what Sarah subjected them to. She'd kept her from Glass so far, because he really was beneath her talents and she was always better used elsewhere. But Glass had surprised her, and Deb was free, so it was a bit of luck for Glass.
"Now, be nice to Deb -- or don't, she won't mind. Do not make the same mistake again, Glass."
