Olive fell to the ground in a crumpled heap. With what little consciousness she had left, she shot me a look of bewildered disbelief. This didn't last long, as moments later, her head slumped against her chest and her eyes fluttered shut.
Dr. Mackenzie knelt down beside her, inspecting Olive's unconscious form with all the satisfaction of a lioness hunched over her prey. She seemed pleased - no, it was worse: she seemed excited.
I tugged against the restraints, but they just wouldn't give. It's selfish, I know, but in that moment, I found myself wishing that Olive hadn't taken so long with the damned key. I was still trapped, helpless to Dr. Mackenzie's sick and perverted desires. If anything, my situation was far worse than it had been moments before - I dreaded to think about what Dr. Mackenzie would have to say about my little escape attempt.
"Well, that was exciting! Don't you think?"
My eyes, at this point filled with fear, flicked over to Dr. Mackenzie, who was now giving me her full attention. As she approached, I tried to squirm away from her, but she easily maneuvered around me and set a knee down against my chest. At this point, I could tell my squirming was only exciting her more.
With one hand, she brushed my matted hair, damp and slick with sweat, out of my face. With her other hand, she reached down into my nether regions. I felt my face blush hot red as she pushed aside the folds of fabric, feeling around for an entry point. I didn't want to give her the satisfaction, but I let out an involuntary moan as she found what she was looking for. She began to giggle - which only made my face burn hotter - as she pulled her fingers back, which were now glistening wet with my juices.
"I guess I wasn't the only one who found this exciting! Isn't that right, Jazzy?"
She licked her lips with excitement, which made my stomach churn with fear. I began to squirm again, trying to wriggle out from under knee, when I was made aware of a horrible realization - Olive never had the chance to remove the vibrator.
Now that my headphones were off, I could hear the horrible little machine - the source of my torment for the past few hours - hum to life as it began to churn away between my legs. I'm embarrassed by how quickly my screams of terror gave way to involuntary moans and sighs. I could feel drool forcing its way of of my mouth and leaking past my gag. Dr. Mackenzie - that cruel bitch - seemed to find this funny.
"Oh my, you're really enjoying this! You know, you're lucky that this version of the serum still has the orgasm inhibition effect. Your poor little brain would've turned to mush as orgasm after orgasm racked your body. Of course, you'd probably pass out from exhaustion long before that point, but I could probably find a way to keep you awake. Strictly for research purposes, obviously."
