Darkness greeted me as I opened my eyes, I found myself in a strange dimly lit room.
little by little as my blurry vision adjusted I realized.
My hands are cuffed, and my body is tightly tied to the bed.
As I glanced around, I saw syringes
Suspended in the air, were scissors, a spool of black thread, and Large glass containers, test tubes and microscopes, while an odd camera loomed in the corner.
Unusual creatures were in these containers, rabbits with horns and a small mouse-sized tiger.
A small dog-shaped but elephant-like creature caught my attention with its petite size. It all seemed straight out of a dream, an unreal collection of beings that I had never seen before.
I questioned the possibilities; this couldn't be real, right? Such strange phenomena only occurred in my dreams.
but, the discomfort of being restrained to the bed was all tell another story.
My hand and body ached while the scent of medicine and, an unfamiliar odour filled the air.
Finally, I reached a chilling conclusion: I had stumbled into the laboratory of a mad scientist, where the fate of their subjects was uncertain and often terrifying.
As I shrunk in fear, the door to the lab swung open, revealing a mature woman.
She wore a only white lab coat, underneath, I could glimpse her provocative attire. A black bra, matching panties, and a long blue stocking adorned her legs.
Over it all, a sheer black cloth clung to her substantial assets, showcasing her ample bosom and voluptuous figure.
My mind couldn't help but be affected by the situation. 'What the hell? This is not the time to be aroused,' I thought.
With emerald green eyes and thick, flowing black hair, she exuded an air of sophistication. Her smooth, fair complexion radiated softly under the lab's lighting. Her face, with its mature and rounded features, added to her allure.
In her provocative outfit, she was a charming blend of allure and intellect, a personification of the ultimate role-playing Milf.
she had quietly reached my bed, she pulled a chair taking a seat beside me. She leaned in "You deserve punishment for gawking at me with an unusual face."
My mind raced in confusion. 'What is the bloody hell? You're the one flaunting your body,' I thought, but the words never escaped my mouth.
A sinister smile crept across her face as she prepared to start her sadistic game,
With a twisted expression, she declared, "Hmm, let me tell you a story."
She continued, "But before that, let me explain a rule—a very serious rule. Every time you fail to give me an answer, I will inject you with this serum."
In her hand, she revealed a futuristic injection, its design mechanical and cold. The cylindrical structure was transparent, allowing a view of the multicoloured liquid within. Each drop seemed to possess a distinct hue as if a blend of various blood colours.
The needle, resembling a thread, was transparent and delicate. I could almost mistake it for a cylinder if I didn't focus.
Before I could complete my thoughts, a sound reverberated through the room.
Crash! Punch!
A searing pain pierced my chest, and as I glanced down, I realized she had plunged the needle into my heart. Internally, I screamed in anguish, but aside from the initial pain, nothing seemed to happen.
I summarised that the liquid had paralyzed my heart. Relief washed over me, thinking I had escaped a more painful fate or torturous experiments. But my relief was premature—too soon.
As the liquid coursed through my arteries, an intense burning sensation spread throughout my body. It felt as if my veins were on the verge of bursting out, engulfing me in searing heat. I longed to scream, but no sound emerged.
Fear and dread consumed me. I had no idea what she was planning, but I knew it wouldn't be pleasant or acceptable. The announcement of my suffering and the beginning of the torment loomed before me.
She brushed her hand through her hair, rotating it, and asked with a sinister smile, "So, where were we? Ah, yes. Every time I ask a question and you refuse to answer, I will inject the fluid once again. Do you understand?"
At that moment, frustration surged within me, cursing her. Had she entered the wrong room? I seethed, 'You ignorant bitch! Don't you know I am mute? Haven't you read any files or documents?'
But my silent pleas fell in my deaf ears. She didn't wanted understand me, and I was incapable of uttering a single word. It was as if she wielded the power of a butcher, relentlessly proceeding with her butchering on a helpless chicken.
Leaning back in her chair, she closed her eyes, seemingly lost in imagination or a vivid recollection. With an innocent and sweet voice, she began,
"You know, when I was young, I met a man whom I loved with all my heart. I remember every detail about him—his laughter, his habits, his preferences, and, of course, his appearance. "
"His dark black eyes paired with brown hair, his slightly tanned skin, his jaw and oval face. He was enchanting, like an idol or an actor I admired. I followed him relentlessly, and one day, he unexpectedly proposed to me. "
"I was overjoyed; it felt like a dream come true. The place he chose for the proposal was atop a tall building in Tokyo. It was a cherished memory."
However, as she neared the end of that part, her tone transformed, her brows furrowing and a deep sigh escaping from her mouth, She clicked her tongue in annoyance, as if remembering a bitter memory from the past. , "Never mind. Let's get to the main event."She muttered
She sat up in her seat, her eyes filled with excitement as she continued her story. "Everything turned out wonderfully in the end," she began with a smile."
"Our relationship was filled with surprises and love, and eventually, we married each other. When I married that boy," she spoke with a smile of satisfaction, "our life became brimming with happiness."
"I knew everything about him - his whereabouts, his likes and dislikes, the people he met. I was aware of all his activities. And do you want to know why?" she questioned, even though she knew I couldn't respond. Ignoring my silent shake of the head, she injected me with another dose, as if planting a seed in my heart.
With innocence in her eyes, she said, "The answer is because I cherish him. I am madly in love with him. I admire his style, his way of speaking, his fashion sense, his captivating eyes, his hair, his slender physique, his adorable cheeks, and his every action."
"He means more to me than my own life. I love him to the very core of my being, I don't want him to belong to anyone else but me. He is mine, and mine alone. And it will always be this way."
She turned her gaze towards me, her lips reaching her eyes, eyebrows raised in excitement and anticipation, visible in her beautiful green eyes. Then she asked me a question. "Now tell me, did I do anything wrong?" Her face lit up with the sweetest smile, and I couldn't help but admire her beauty.
she injects another dose
The burning sensation inside me intensified as if I were being cooked from within. The fluid pumped by my heart travelled through my entire body, pulsing in every corner. through my veins, reaching every limb, in my toes,
I screamed internally, tormented by the excruciating pain. 'No! No!' I cried. 'It hurts... It hurts....it fucking hurts so much!'
Innocently, she proclaimed, "I told you I would administer a dose whenever you failed to answer my question. Be prepared for the next one."
Dread gripped me as I realized the cold reality of my situation. The burning sensation persisted, turning my body crimson red. My eyes threatened to burst from my head, blood trickling from them. My nose and ears followed suit, bleeding profusely like fountains.
'I don't want this! No!'
it was hell for me, I was unable to move, unable to breathe, unable to plead,
'why, why, why I can't talk'
At that time there was only one wish for me, I just wanted her to stop tormenting me.
If I answered her just one time my suffering would end.