Doctored Into A Cage

Doctored Into a Cage

By

Jackpot

Here are all the usual disclaimers.  You must be over 18 to read this!  This story is pure fiction!  You have been warned!  This is for adults only!

     “This woman has been in there for almost twelve years now,” Melody said while sipping some more of her zinfandel wine.

     “It makes little difference to me.”  Timothy Forbes said with a grimace in his face.

She is a psychopath and a serial killer.  I don’t want you anywhere near her…you got it?”

     “You don’t seem to understand, honey, it is my job to try and help those whose minds need repair work.”

     “Look, you just said it yourself, she killed nine women and while she has been in there she destroyed five nurses’ minds and almost killed another.  I think that puts her on the most dangerous list to me.  Why would you even want to be within eye shot of this maniac?”  He picks up his napkin and politely rubs the corners of his mouth.

     “Well for one thing, she is a challenge.  You see no one has been able to help her.  I also think I would learn a great deal from delving into her mind.  You don’t need to worry.  They have her in restraints; she won’t get near me.”

     “Mom, can’t we just have once glass of wine like you and dad?”  Jennifer asked.

     “No, that is out of the question.”  Melody said.  In her perfect little world she is always in control and never afraid to exercise her authority.

     “But we are almost eighteen now.”  Sharon said with a frown.

     “I wouldn’t care if you were twenty; now both of you just drop it.”

     “But why is it you and dad can drink?”

     “Jennifer,” Timothy said, “it is our anniversary and you both know we don’t make a habit of it, so mind your Mother and drop it now.”

     “Yes, listen to your Father, you two will be old enough and on your own soon, then you can do whatever you like, but when you are in this house you play by our rules.  Do you understand Missy?”

     “As always you win, Mom.”  Jennifer said while shoving some more lettuce in her mouth.

     The two girls smiled deviously at each other as if to say ‘you wait and our time will come.’  Dr. Forbes, for all her conservative and strong upbringing really was clueless as to her daughters’ whereabouts and games.  If she had been keener to concentrate on her family instead of her profession she would see through their charade and realize they have already gone a step further and drank on their own and even did some pot, but alas, this was the perfect family, wasn’t it?

     “Now, back to what I was saying.  I don’t want you going there.”  Tim seemed adamant.

     “I know how you feel honey, but I wouldn’t be worth anything as a shrink if I didn’t go that extra mile.  You are going to have to just accept this as something that I must do,” she tried to sound reassuring.

     “But for God’s sake, she turned those nurses into nymphomaniacs!”

     She burst out into laughter and said, “Well, my dear, she obviously preyed on their weak minds and manipulated them somehow.  Nobody can just turn somebody into a nymphomaniac unless they already have a disposition to it.”

     “Well, then how do you account for it happening to five nurses then?  Are you saying they were all disposed to being sex crazed nuts?”  Both daughters giggled.

     “Okay, you two, up to your rooms now, your Father and I are drifting into an adult conversation.  You can bring your dishes with you if you want.”

     “Come on, Mom, we never get to hear the juicy stuff.”  Sharon said.

     “Off with you now!”  Timothy said as they returned to their dialogue.

     “Now you know why I have to speak with her and delve into her mind.  It is amazing to me, and almost impossible for me to believe, that she could do that to five women like that.”

     “I don’t see why, after all, she did kill nine women,” he said nervously.  “Tell me, are you at least going to have a guard present when you chat with her?”

     “No, that won’t be necessary.  She will be heavily restrained and won’t be able to get near me; besides, I can’t get into her head with a guard there, and she wouldn’t open up to me then.”

     “Melody, are you sure?”

     “Of course I am sure, darling.”

     “No, I mean are you sure this woman can’t get to you either physically or mentally…are you absolutely sure?”  He looked directly into her eyes.

     “Yes, sweetie, I am sure.  I haven’t been a doctor for over twenty years now for nothing,” she made sure to make direct eye contact back so as not to waiver to her husband’s worries.”

     “Okay then here is the deal.”

     “Honey, you know I am not making a deal with you here,” she said forcibly.

     “You damn well will if you want me to remain your husband.”  His response shocked her.

     “Are you threatening me, Tim?”

     “Never, but I must point this out to you, here and now.  The minute you feel like she is getting to you.  I want you to stop.   Will you do this for me?  Please, honey, do it for me?”  His voice became soft, almost like a begging whisper.

     “Okay, sweetie, I can tell you are afraid for my life.  I promise that if she gets to me I will stop.

     “Fair enough, now I think some passionate necking on the couch is in order today.”

     “Oh, you do, do you?”  She smiled and said, “Me too!”

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     Gracie’s Clinic as it was known as was not designed for psychopath killers.  The Grace Thompson Clinic for all its giant, wide doors had been open to many a patient but none the likes of Tara White.  For a while they kept her in a straight jacket, but each time they tried this she would go into a fit of rage and bang her head.  She would do it so hard that she came close to damaging her skull and ending her life with a contusion.  They eventually designed a new system.  She would be strapped down to her bed to sleep at night, but to relieve bed sores and keep her body active enough they would let her out a while and then strap her to a metal pole with metal straps for a few hours every day.  This was necessary since no one wanted to be in the room with her and they were sure she would try something devious if left alone and free.  No one wanted to admit it but she had this uncanny ability of manipulating minds even from a distance.  Doctors had studied her before and most became quite perplexed at her apparent mind abilities.  Though all studies remained inconclusive, she still showed a great ability to think her way into people’s minds somehow.  It was a strange set up to be sure, and she often laughed in their face and told them that she could easily just bang her head up against the pole and kill herself, but for some reason she did not, and this too baffled the staff.  Due to her dangerous actions they were forced to keep surveillance on her at all times.  Someone was constantly observing her by camera, and a microphone was installed in her room.

    Dr. Melody Forbes strode purposefully into the asylum.  She wore a neatly pressed suit outfit, dark green in color with a long skirt and tan blouse.  She discussed at length her need to be inside alone with her new patient.  She convinced Dr. Vance to allow her to do this since everything was watched and recorded and the patient would be restrained.  Still, there was a worried look upon Dr Vance’s face, he had since stopped pursuing Tara’s case and elicited the help of other doctors to try to rehabilitate her just out of his own fear of even looking upon the woman.

     “You must be very careful, Dr. Forbes.  This woman is dangerous and she knows how to frighten and destroy lives.  I implore you to be careful at all times with her.  May God watch over you.”  The terrified look on his face was enough to tell Melody that he truly meant business.  She was not about to let down her guard down, at least that is what she thought.  His reference to God also surprised her since it is seldom heard of in her profession.

     “Very well, Dr. Vance, now please open up this door and let me down to the corridor to her room.”

     “A guard will go with you and open her door.  He will remain outside the door at all times and if you have any problems or worries at all just buzz us with the button and out you come.  We will be watching you on our monitors so we can come in at any moment if you need assistance.”  He hesitated for a moment after telling her this as if he was keeping some deep, dark secret.

     “Very well, let us proceed,” she said in a matter of fact tone of voice.  The doctor and guard walked her down.  The door to room one-eleven was then opened.  She stepped in and the view was a bit shocking as the door was closed and locked behind her.  There was Tara White.  She had on two metal belts; one above her chest and one around her waist and each was attached to a metal pole a few feet away from her bed near a corner of her white, padded cell.  All she had on was a white and pink gown.  Dr. Forbes approached her carefully and kept a good distance away and pulled up the chair which had been placed in there solely for her visit.  She sat down and looked at the woman for a few minutes and said,

     “That really does not seem to be a humane position you are in.”  She took out her note pad.

     “It is really not that bad.  I am only placed in this thing two hours at a time, and then they release me and let me walk around or sit on my bed for an hour.  Once my time is up I am put back in this position unless I am tired and then they simply strap me down to my bed and let me sleep.”  Tara’s eyes gazed deep into Dr. Forbes’ eyes.  She had stunning green eyes which seemed so wide open.  Melody still felt uncomfortable looking at the woman this way.  It seemed odd to see her steel belted to a pole but her hands and legs remain free.

     “So, you are happy with your accommodations then?”  She asked.

     “Are you just some stupid bitch or what?”  Tara said.

     “Excuse me?”  She stood up.

     “Sit down!”  Tara said in a commanding tone of voice.

     “I prefer to stand now, thank you.”  Melody said assuredly.

     “Dr. Forbes, is it?”

     “Yes, I am Dr. Forbes.”

     “Only a stupid bitch would think I am happy with these accommodations.  I am caged in and practically chained up, so why the fuck would I enjoy staying here like this?”

     “I am sorry.  I didn’t mean to upset you.  I just thought…” she cut her off.

     “You just thought…you just thought.  You doctors are always thinking and never understanding anything.  You will admit that your question was stupid, yes?”

     “Okay well, yes maybe it was a bit stupid.”

     “So you do admit that you are stupid at times, correct?”

     “I don’t see a need for us to continue in this way.  Why don’t you tell me…” again, Tara cut her off.

     “No doctor, no misdirection.  I want an honest answer from you.  If you seek answers from me then you are going to have to answer my questions as well.  Now, be honest, you are stupid at times, right?”  Tara’s eyes seemed unforgiving.  Melody could hardly take her own eyes away from them.  She did not want to show it but her legs were feeling weak already and she had only been in the room with this woman for no more than five minutes.

     “Okay, I sometimes say stupid things before I think them through.”

     “Yes you do, Dr. Forbes, so why not put it in a nice complete sentence for me and just say it.  You are stupid at times, yes?”  Tara continued on her relentless tract, and Melody gave in.

     “Yes, I am stupid at times.”  She seemed depressed and saddened by this admission and that was exactly what Tara wanted.

     “Good, now we are getting somewhere.  Go ahead and have a seat Dr. Forbes I totally love honesty in a woman.”

     She sat down almost like a child being directed to do so and said, “Well, I am glad we got that out of the way.  I hope you are not going to question every single thing I say.”

     “Why not, isn’t that what you want to do to me, Doctor?”  Tara’s answer seemed smug.

     “I can understand appropriate questions, but we will get no where if you are going to go nuts if I say the slightest thing out of place, now won’t we?”

     “That is not my problem.  I don’t like stupidity and you openly admitted that you are stupid at times.  Now if you want to continue you need to sharpen up or are you afraid that your stupidity may linger in here for a while?”  Tara smiled.

     “Let’s get down to business shall we?”  Dr Forbes returned sharply.

     “Hey, I am not the stupid one in here now am I?”

     “I believe that is debatable since you are the one incarcerated for killing nine women.”

     “Well done, Doctor, but I wouldn’t call that stupid.  I would call that genius.”

     “So, you are telling me it takes genius to kill another person?”

     “Not necessarily, but it takes genius to seduce them into wanting to die.”

     “Are you saying they wanted to die?”

     “Yes, in fact they begged me to die.”

     “My question, which would be anyone’s first question…is, why?”

     “Well, doctor, mine would be why not.  Now I have a question for you?”

     “Go ahead.”

     “Are you sure you are being watched in here, Doctor?”

     “Now, don’t you think that is a stupid question, of course we are being watched in here.  You can see the camera.  They can also here us in here as well.”  Tara looked up to the camera briefly and then brought her eyes right back down on the doctor’s eyes and said,

     “You really have no idea of my powers do you?”  She smiled.

     “Are you saying you have special powers?”

     “Yes, I am.  I am sure you have read that I have tried to kill myself by banging my head into walls or the floor correct?”

     “Well, yes it is in your file.”

     “But I am sure they did not tell you that I was under surveillance while it happened and yet they do not have one tape on it.  Surely they were monitoring me.”

     “What are you getting at?”  Melody seemed perplexed.

     “Just that I can make them see or hear what I want them to here.  I can change every picture on the tape and every sound bite to be just as I want it to be.”

     “That is impossible.”

     “Is it now?  Close your eyes for a few seconds.”

     “Why?”

     “It is perfectly safe.  I am restrained as you can see.”  Tara baited her.

     “Very well.”  Melody closed her eyes.

     “Good, now just relax, and keep your eyes closed.  That’s it…just relax and listen to the sound of your heartbeat.  It is beating nice and fast now and you feel alive.  Listen to it and relax now, Dr. Forbes.”  Melody could really feel her heart beating much faster now.  She made herself especially aware of it so as not to let this woman talk her into anything.  “Good, just relax….now, open your eyes!”  She said sharply.  The good doctor opened her eyes and was in a state of shock.  Her mouth flew open.  Tara no longer had her gown on.  She was completely naked, but the belts still remained in place.  Her gown was now on her bed.  Melody remained silent and looked at the woman.  She was sexy and thin.  It was a shape that burned into your mind as one belt remained beneath her navel and the other was above her small, yet pert breasts.  She had that figure that widened perfectly from her belly button down and it seemed to just shoot out like a three dimensional pear.  It was sexy and stunning with her long black hair flowing down her shoulders and her wide open green, penetrating eyes.

     “I don’t…uh, is this some sort of a trick?”  Melody asked.

     “What is the matter, doctor, haven’t you ever seen a sexy young, female body like this before,” she said.

     “I am more concerned about how you managed to do that.”

     True, Tara was still relatively young, considering she had committed the murders while she was nineteen; but now she was thirty one, and the remark did not go unnoticed by Dr. Forbes.

     “I told you that I can manipulate things, now do you believe me?”

     “Are you not wearing clothing now, or are you just making me see you not wearing clothing?”  Melody asked while still in a daze.

     “Does it really matter which it is?  Does it make you horny, doctor, seeing me in my birthday suit?  You can tell me.  Why don’t you just let it all out?”

     “I just…I don’t understand.”

     “I am sure you don’t.  I bet you even have a nice little wet spot right down between your legs now.  Oh, it may just be a little piss from fear or it may even be some pussy juice, but I will bet it is there isn’t it, Doctor?”

     “I am not sure I can continue this today.”  Melody’s words were a quiver, and she made a turn to leave.

     “Awe, what’s wrong, Melody, does the big bad doctor have a nice little wet spot sitting right there for Tara, hem, does she?”

     “How do you know my name?  I did not tell you my first name.”

     “Oh, but I know so many things about you, Doctor.  You are married to Timothy Forbes and you have two daughters, Sharon and Jennifer.  You are fifty one and he is fifty five.  I must say you keep yourself in wonderful shape my dear.  We will have to explore that body together.”

     “Stop it, stop it right there!  I know you made five nurses become nymphomaniacs so I am not falling for your tricks.”

     “Are you afraid to admit that you have a little tingle in your pussy, Melody?”  Tara smiled and stuck out her tongue and wiggled it.

     Melody just shook her head in confusion and said, “You will address me as Doctor Forbes, please.”  Even in her direct command she acquiesced by saying please.

     “You had better sit down again, Doctor.  I know your legs are feeling weak.  Did my tongue excite you?  Would you like to come closer to me and feel my tongue swirl around your own, would you, Doctor, would you?”  Tara once again stuck her tongue out and wiggled it.  Now she also put her arms out as if she wanted to hug Dr. Forbes.  It was as if she was beckoning her to come to her.  “Come to me, Doctor.  You know you want to, just come to me and let me hold you, come into my arms and hold you like you have never been held by your husband before.  You can feel my body pulling you.  You want to come into my arms.  You need to embrace me and feel the power of my touch.  Look at my body.  It is calling you, now come to me, Doctor!”  She kept repeating the words over and over again almost in a hypnotic, suggestive way.  Melody could hardly stand anymore.  She kept looking at Tara’s open arms.  Something about them made her quiver.  She found herself moving closer to her as if she had a need she had never felt before.  They were so outstretched, just waiting to envelop her.  She could not resist it.  Slowly she seemed to shuffle her way closer to Tara White and her open arms.

     “Please stop now.”  Melody begged.

     “No, you must come closer dear, much closer.  Come to me, come to my loving arms and embrace me.  You need to come to me.”

     Dr. Forbes could no longer contain herself.  Tara’s words seemed to just go on and on burning into her mind and soul.  Before she could stop her movement any more she found herself pulled into Tara’s arms.

     “Now I’ve got you.  Do you like being held, Doctor?”  She embraced Dr. Forbes like she was a little child that needed comforting.

     “Yes, please hold me, I need it.”  Melody’s voice squeaked out like she was being embraced by her own mother, not a killer, and yet here she was in the arms of a psychopath who murdered nine women and who could probably murder her just as easily.   The fear and excitement thrilled her.  Tara embraced and held her tight to her bosom and then just as sharply she pulled Melody’s hair back and shouted at her,

     “Open your mouth bitch!  Come on, ahhhhh, nice and wide!”  She ordered and Melody complied.  She made a snorting sound and pulled up some phlegm and spit right into her mouth and then moved her finger on her jaw and lips to close her mouth.

     “That’s right, Doctor.  Let it swirl around your mouth for a while.  A part of my body is now inside of your mouth and you are going to carefully swallow it down and feel one with a part of me, swallow it now bitch, swallow my fucking spit!”  Tara said as she rubbed Dr. Forbes throat to make it go down.

     “Ggggrrhh!”  Melody gurgled and swallowed it right down.

     “How does it feel to take my green slime and swallow it down into your belly?”  She pulled her back close to her face again and took out her tongue and swirled it into Melody’s mouth.   “Suck it bitch, suck on your killer’s tongue.  Take it deep into your mouth and suck on it.  I could kill you now, Doctor.  I could strangle you to death.  How does it feel to be helpless and horny?”  She began to rub her breasts against Dr. Forbes breasts and then she would take her finger and flick at her nipples while still holding her with one arm around her underneath her jacket.  Soon Melodies breasts just popped out from under her bra and Tara continued to manipulate them with her finger while flicking at her nipples.  “You love it don’t you bitch!”

     “Emmm, please, oh god, please you must stop, this is wrong.”  Melody cried out while her legs began to push together and her thighs met and pushed out an incredible orgasm that ran down beneath the bottom of her panties and flowed into her stockings.

     “Look at those pretty boobies!  Look at them just stick right out for me and how lovely those nipples are pointing to your new Mistress.  Look at me bitch, look right into my eyes and feel your loins being taken from your body.  Deeper, bitch, I own your soul now.”  Then just as suddenly she pushed Dr. Forbes back and away from her and she fell to the floor.

     “Get up bitch, or do you even have the legs to do so?  What’s the matter, Doctor?  Does the big bad doctor wonder what she is going to tell her hubby tonight.  Are you going to tell him you sucked the tongue of a murderer and swallowed her spit and came in your panties while holding her tight against your tits and pussy, well are you, cunt doctor?”

     Dr. Forbes got up slowly.  Her entire body was shaking from the several orgasms she just had.  Guilt was all over her mind.  She had just basically humped a murderer and was ashamed of it.  She even had a few tears in her eyes.  She could barely even look at Tara.

     “You are evil!”  She confessed.

     “Yes, and you loved every minute of it.  I bet you rush home tonight and fuck hubby while you think about me.”  Melody looked down at the floor.  “Yes, you are going to go home and fuck Timothy tonight; but all the while your thoughts will be on me.  Right now you want to run out of here and never come back, but you will come back.  Your addiction has begun.  Dr. Forbes enforced slavery has commenced.  You can feel it.  You can even taste it.  Maybe I will seed you with my spit and make you get a protruding belly that will look like you are a fat, pregnant whore.  Are you not wondering, Doctor?  Are you not wondering why no one came in to save you?  Remember they did not see a thing in here and if you say anything they will think you are the nut case.  Next time we will go deeper.  Who knows maybe I will turn you into a whore and make you fuck other men, now get the fuck out bitch!”  Tara screamed with fire in her eyes.  Dr. Forbes adjusted her skirt, bra and blouse...then she ran to the buzzer.  She was suffocating.  She wanted out.  She wanted to run and crawl away some where, but would she come back?

. . . To be continued

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