Page 4 of Release Me

Not the way Finn did that day.We’ve been fucking regularly ever since.

I’m known as thewhoreof the asylum. Most of the female patients who are with it enough, who still remember and want the feeling of having a man between their legs, will mutterslutunder their breath as I walk by. They’re just jealous. They used to say it louder until they realized it only spurred me on more.

One time, Lucy goody-fucking-two-shoes said it as I was walking past her. I laid her out on the ground and stuck my pussy right in her face. I wish I would have had time to get naked before the guards locked me up, but no such luck.

Now she avoids me like the plague.

There was one week when Finn had to stay locked up in isolation for attacking a guard. I had to find someone else to fulfill my cravings while he was gone. That’s when I began getting closer to Andy, the timid orderly. Now, I divide my time between them, but I mostly spend it with Finn. He’sway more adventurous, while Andy ismore innocent and shy. Sometimes we all play together, but not often. They don’t get along too well, but they know to play nice when I am in the mood for them both.

“I’m going to come,” I tell Finn, and he lifts me onto the desktop. I squat down over the large calendar that sits on the surface and rub my clit furiously until I squirt all over it. I stand, point myself toward her computer, and spray. My cum drips down the screen and pools inbetweenthe keys of the keyboard.

When I don’t have anything left inside of me, I hop down, and Finn shoves me toward the couch, pushing me over the arm. He spreads my ass cheeks apart, sinks himself inside of me again, and fucks me hard. He comes on the back of my tank top, which I remove and toss onto Lewis’s desk.

I can’tfuckingwait to see her reaction in the morning.

* * *

“Brynn, what were you thinking? Seriously, what is going on in that head of yours?” Dr. Silver questions.

Dr. S, as I call him.

He’s the head doc around here. A couple decades ago, he was in the same spot his patients are currently in. While he wason the inside, he met a doctor who allowed him to dabble in his madness, within reason. Once he got out, Dr. S decided to turn this old asylum into the Meadowlake Institute, so he can help people in the same way he was helped. I genuinely like Dr. S. He doesn’t treat us like we’re wrong,like we’re ruined. He wants to nurture us and give us what we need in a safe space, as long as we don’t kill anyone. God, what I wouldn’t give to get my hands on him, but he is adamant it will never happen.

“I hate her. She deserved it.”

I’m sitting in the armchair in Dr. Silver’s office. Arms folded across my chest, and my legs crossed at the knee. Dr. S and Dr. Lewis are on the sofa facing me. I wonder if this is what it would have been like if I had parents who cared enough to discipline me. He’s staring at me with a look of disappointment, and her? Alook of pure disgust.

“I understand you may not care for Dr. Lewis, but that doesn’t give you a right to act out in the way you did last night. It was completely unacceptable.”

“She doesn’t have the same views you do. You give us a little freedom to be ourselves while she is completely against it.”

“First of all, I may let you express yourself, but this is not even close to the type ofexpressionthat I’ll tolerate. Second, Dr. Lewis is well aware of how I want this institute to be run. She may not be as open and accepting of some of your behavior, but regardless of that, she is one of my doctors, and you will respect her.”

My eyes meet hers. She tries to act as though I don’t make her nervous, but as soon as my eyes narrow she looks away from me.

“I’ll respect her when she respects me.” I roll my eyes at him, and he stares at me, unamused. “You think she’s so innocent. That she has our—my—best interests at heart, but you’re wrong.She hates me, and she would keep me locked up in isolation for good if she could. If she is going to make my life a living hell, I figured it was about time she has a good reason to do so.”

He continues to stare at me. It’s awkward, and it’s making me uncomfortable.

“What? Are you going to spank me?” I pretend to be coy, effectively breaking the silence.

Dr. S takes a deep, calming breath before he speaks again.

“You will be confined,once again, to isolation for the next week.”

“Wh—that’ssounfair! I just got out of there!”

“You made a choice. Now you need to face the consequences of your actions.”

“But—”

“But,nothing!” he shouts and stands.

His massive form towers over me even from across the table in between us.Dr. S hardly ever shouts, and my mouth shuts of its own accord.

“Up.Now.”

I take a deep breath and stand. Following him out into the hallway, he hands me off to an orderly I don’t usually come into contact with.

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