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Raven finds herself trapped in an rather old-fashioned, insane asylum, with little to prove her sanity.

(F+M+/f, Raven_Fanfic, bondage, straitjacket, torture, tickling, orgasm_torture, sensory_deprivation, noncon)

GRAPHIC CONTENT WARNING (DISCLAIMER: All characters are over 18 years old in this story)

Raven slowly opens her eyes. The tranquilizer's effects are still strong, keeping her dizzy and weak. She is strapped down on a metal wheelchair, wearing only a, paper thin, white hospital gown. Beige leather restraints hold her secure, on her ankles and above the knees, spreading her legs and offering little to no cover for her naked privates. Same treatment on her wrists and above her elbows, which are held tightly by straps on each armrest. More straps run around her waist, chest and neck. Whatever this place is, they don't let their residents much freedom.

The wheelchair is being pushed by a blonde nurse, her sexy form visible over her white outfit. Raven struggles lightly against her bonds, then tries to protest, yet again, but something is blocking her mouth. It's a black, panel gag, neatly strapped over her face and buckled snugly behind her head. Only suppressed moans leave her mouth.

"Sssshhh, only a few corridors left", the nurse responded to the girl's pleads.

Raven knew the Titans' biggest enemy, the Brain, had to be behind this. The question was how was he able to disable all of her powers? She had woken up like any other day this morning. But, when she went outside, no one knew who she was. Everyone looked weirdly, at her purple cape and tight black bodysuit. "What's with the looks?" she wondered. She tried explaining to people her identity, all about her super-powers and her demon-bloodline, but all she got was more shocked faces. Sure, a small demonstration is in store, she thought.

"Hehe, don't believe me? Then, check THIS out!" She put her hands up in the air to cast a simple, dazzling spell, but nothing came out of them. She tried again, but nothing changed! People were starting to feel scared. "What in the world is happening?" Raven was more than worried now. Before she could do much, a white van pulled over next to her. Three paramedics rushed out and jumped the young woman. She tried to fight them off, but she was no match for them. "WAIT, I CAN EXPLAIN, MY NAME IS RAVEN, I'M A MEMBER OF THE TEENooooooh…" before she could finish her sentence, a needle went into her butt-cheek and she fell limp on their hands.

The purple-haired demon-girl was finally led into a small room, no larger than 2x3 meters. White walls, white ceiling, white floor, everywhere around her. A small hole in the corner, for the prisoner's bodily excretions, was the only discernible thing in the room, along with a small light at the ceiling, always on. All surfaces were padded with soft materials, presumably to prevent the prisoners from harming themselves. Raven couldn't fathom why they were going to such lengths for her. She had done nothing wrong!

Two other female nurses were already waiting for her. They were holding a grey straitjacket, which looked pretty old and overused, but rigid and inescapable nonetheless.

The young girl started breathing heavily through her nostrils, panic rising at the implications of her surroundings. The nurses worked silently but swiftly, first undoing the chair's straps, then, stripping the girl off her gown, which left the once-known heroine, completely naked. With Raven now screaming for help, (even though no-one in this facility seemed to be on her side), the asylum's staff, each holding a sleeve of the straitjacket, forced each hand into the confining cloth, pulling them across, under her cute, perky breasts and behind her back extra tightly, before buckling it in place and locking it with double padlocks.

As the young demon-girl thrashed in her new bonds, she was easily flipped on her stomach, where another thoroughly worn out strap was passed between her legs and through her ass-crack. The nurses made sure to pull and ratchet the violating strap, until it dug deep into the poor girl's crotch without any slack, eliciting more than a few painful moans. Then, it was buckled and locked behind her waist and out of reach.

"Thank you ladies, leave the rest to me", said the blondie that seemed to be in charge of the two "dressers". They closed the door behind them, leaving the blondie there, alone with the restrained girl, who had tired herself out on the floor, fighting her imprisonment.

"Well, well, here we are..." Raven looked up at the nurse that moved closer, her tone was different. "Some titan you are now, right?" she said. She laughed at the girl's shocked expression. Raven saw the nurse transform before her very eyes, seconds later it was Madam Rouge that stood in front of her!
Raven's shock turned into anger, but the obscenities she hurled towards her now dark-haired captor sounded like any other muffled gibberish during the last hour. The unlucky woman, whose place Madam Rouge had taken, was probably laying bound and gagged somewhere, if not worse. Raven watched with dismay as the villainess explained how she had been transported into a dimension where no superpowers or superheroes existed. And that, disguised as a member of the staff, she would make sure Raven would never be allowed to leave this institution. She said those last words, whilst removing the girl's panel gag. "You won't get away with this, the other titans will find me!" she let a defiant statement.

"Good luck finding the one of thousands of such similar dimensions!" chuckled Rouge. "As you'll see soon, this asylum is very traditional with its treatment techniques. This is a large establishment, with hundreds of patients, most that come here are classified as severely mentally ill, so i hope at least you'll make so new friends while you're here", she laughed again. "Now, excuse me, but i have to fill out the paperwork for your enclosure in this asylum. You'll stay here until everything is taken care of, or maybe a little more", she winked devilishly at the bound girl.

"Now, to complete your look", Rouge said, and produced a menacing leather hood, pitch black in color, holding it with one finger from a metal ring on its top. It was designed to cover the whole face, and it had a belt-collar around the neck to properly encase the subject. On mouth level was a strap, with a rubber, phallic protrusion attached to it. The strap could be buckled on the back of the head with a smaller belt.

Lastly, two eye blinders, located above the eye holes, could be easily flipped over shut or open at will. Only empty space was the two air-holes for the nostrils. "Usually, it is reserved for troublesome patients, who need a little quiet time to reflect on their behavior, but i don't think anyone will mind really. Besides, there are so many patients here, it's hard to keep up sometimes!"

"You sick...monster...i will get you for this!", Raven spewed threats as the imposing woman brought the hood closer and closer to her face, with an restless grin stuck on her face. She unzipped the back of the hood, in order to place it over Raven's head. With padding at the sides of the hood, Raven would be unable to hear most sounds with this thing on. With an evil smile, the woman zipped it down to the back of her neck, were a strap-collar locked it snugly in place. Raven's cool nature had quickly left her. "HELP, I'M NOT CRAZY, I'M BEING SET UP", Raven screamed full of desperation, fighting to avoid the sinister item. At that moment, the fact that this particular phrase had probably been heard hundreds of times before in this place, had been lost on her.

"This is so the inmate doesn't bite his tongue off. There are a lot of suicidal cases here and we wouldn't want that now, would we? Oh, almost forgot, my welcoming gift!" said Rouge and reached under her skirt, pulling down a pair of (visibly moist) panties, same color as her red lips and outfit. She wrapped it around the rubber phallus that was dangling next to Raven's mouth, and before the young heroine could protest again, shoved it in. She gagged at the oral invasion, tasting the woman's wet pussy against her will, and could only breathe through the holes over her nostrils now.

Madam didn't mind the girl's frantic swifts inside her straitjacket, and buckled the strap tightly before turning to see those purple tear-filled eyes one last time. "Settle in to your new home, Ray-Ray, hope you like the lollipop i left you with", she chuckled again and flipped the blinders over the defeated demon-girl's eyes, plunging her into darkness. She heard one last muffled scream as she closed the heavy security door behind her.

Patients were very rarely committed voluntarily into the "Awakening Clinic". They were usually submitted into the asylum by a family member or loved one, who signed them in. This person was also responsible for signing them out, in the rare occasion that the hospital had deemed them healthy. The shady nature of this clinic meant that the staff and doctors worked on a virtual "no-dismissal" policy. The more patients the clinic kept in, the more money it made. So, hardly anyone left. In Raven's case, she was signed in "voluntarily", thanks to a bit of forging by "Nurse Tally", head of the nursing department. No one would ever come to bail her out.

Raven had stayed in her new room for 9 hours before someone came to release her. She had lost track of time inside that room, bound, mute, deaf and blind. Her privates were sore from the sadistic crotch strap, amplified by her reoccurring pulls and swifts of her escape attempts. On top of that, she had also pissed herself, unable to keep hold of her bladder after that much time, making her privates sting even more. The leather of the hood kept all the moisture of her face inside, making it a claustrophobic nightmare. She could smell the old leather surrounding her, a scent that wouldn't acclimate itself on her nostrils even after the 20th time she'd wear it.

In addition, the lacy cotton inside her mouth had been soaking with the mix of her own saliva and her horny captor's sex fluids for some time, time she had spent mostly wrestling her straitjacket and occasionally bouncing around the soft walls of her prison, when she managed to stand up without the use of her hands.

The hood prevented her from hearing her tiny room's door finally being unlocked. She felt two pairs of hands pick her up, possessing no strength to fight at this stage. "Oooh, she wet herself, third one today!" one of the nurses cursed her luck. Raven felt a rag swiftly and thoughtlessly scrub the insides of her piss-wet thighs. Then - what a relief! she felt the back strap of her hood being undone. She was a sweaty mess from every hair to her neck, inhaling properly after hours.

Finally, Raven's straitjacket was removed. The nurses handed her the only set of clothes she'd be allowed, a pair of white pants and a white shirt. A pair of handcuffs was locked on her wrists (in front of her), with a chain leading down to another set of cuffs around her ankles, restricting her movements. She was then led to the dining hall.

A mass of white clothed patients was in front of her. Some of them were shackled as she was, others were free, but not exhibiting much energy. Even with so many people there, the majority of the "Awakening" clinic's patients were restrained and locked in tiny room's just like Raven's. The girl saw a large line of people. The line ended on a booth, where a guy - presumably the cook? - handed each person a small tray of questionable quality food. It looked like a mash of some sort. Then near the "cook", a female nurse handed each patient their prescribed medication, watching them take the pills in front of her, before letting them move on. All around were numerous nurse-guards, supervising the process and looking out for any peace-breakers.

The purple haired demon-girl walks forward, looking at her surroundings. This place was not going to be easy to escape, not without her powers. She was given the shame yucky meal, then her medication, an anti-psychotic drug, along with a sedative. Most patients were under some form of sedative, to keep the asylum's mind off any possible violence breaking out, especially in an overcrowded institute such as this. After a stern look from the nursing staff, Raven had no choice but to swallow the pills.

Any whispering attempts at communicating with a fellow inmate proved ineffective. The first, an old man that seemed catatonic at best, didn't respond to her at all, while the second try, a young wild-haired girl, replied to Raven with her visions of impending doom and something about lizards. Other more lucid patients didn't want much to do with her. Raven was not going to gain any accomplices from inside the facility.

The young woman spend the next two weeks trying to convince ANY of the staff about her innocence and sanity, about her superhuman origin, about nurse Tally being abducted and replaced by an imposter. The more she said it each time, the more ridiculous it ringed in her captors' ears. Their dismissals infuriated her, usually resulting in name-calling and raised voices, something that was in no way proper patient behavior. The therapy for that was always a "time out" in her padded prison, bound and hooded for hours on end.

It is one of those times. She complained that her meds made her dizzy and had asked not to take them. Even if she apologized immediately after, the guards didn't waste time locking her up. She has become kind of their favorite, with her defiant nature and her cute bursts of justice. Sure, they never objected to handling her slim body, too.

So, there she is, under a light she has no use for, her sight, hearing and touch heavily impaired. She has worm-shuffled in a corner of the room; she likes the slight sense of coziness and orientation the two walls provide. Not an hour has passed since her latest apprehension.

The door opens, she doesn't hear it, but she can feel a difference in the room's aura. Stiletto heels walk towards her, a white nurse outfit, which, as the shadow moves closer to Raven, changes color, then texture, too. Raven curls up in defense, in fear. She feels a hand stroke her were her grey cheek would be if the leather didn't cover it, then another on her much more exposed thigh, traveling up to meet her cute buttocks. She flinches, afraid at the implications. "Sssh, little one, we're just gonna play, you and me".

The incapacitated girl knows something is very wrong. She struggles to move away from the violating hands, but she can't do much in her bondage. Nevertheless, Madam Rouge doesn't care for disobedience and strongly pinches the girl's nipples over her straitjacket. The girl cries out but keeps fighting. "Fff, you are a real brat aren't you?", the woman takes more strict measures and starts wailing vicious slaps on the girl's nude ass. She doesn't stop until way after Raven has had enough.

"Are you gonna be a good girl, now?" she sticks her lips next to Raven's ears so she can hear. Raven stands still for a couple of seconds, then nods reluctantly. "Good, now don't make me angry again or you'll never leave this room." She props the girl on her back, and kicks her legs apart to get a good view of her crotch. Raven doesn't dare close them, even though she desperately wants to. She's left there, an almost worst torment, waiting for what's next. Seconds seemed to last so long now. She feels a pointy object right over her pussy, were her clit is. It hurts, but she doesn't move away. Then, the woman retrieves her heel and pressed the front part of her shoe onto the same spot. This feels much better. Madam Rouge moves her heels up and down the thin strap that covers Raven's privates. She likes to watch the girl's reactions. Raven tries to stay inexpressive, to not satisfy the woman. But soon enough she can't, slowly squirming in her bonds, slight moans of pleasure mixed with protest escaping her filled lips.

M. Rouge had enough of the spectacle, and with a pair of scissors cuts two small round holes right were the girl's nipples are. "I got you another present, Ray-Ray", she smiles and Raven just feels the cold metal snap onto first one nipple, then the other. She is holding back tears from the pain, the clamps bite so angrily, connected together with a chain. "Oh, did i hurt you little girl? I'm sorry, hopefully this will make you feel better..." the woman teases her toy, not caring whether it can hear her or not.
Raven feels the villain's hands grab her. She is manipulated onto her knees, then her back pushed down, her ass raised up. She is stuck now in this position, feeling her captor's hands caress her ass-cheeks, tenderly, almost lovingly. The woman pulls the crotch strap out of the way (with some notable effort), and slowly starts pushing a thick, 7.5-inch rubber strap on dildo, inside the girl's tight slit. Raven tries to avoid the intruder, but it's much too late in her predicament, Madam Rouge is holding on to her by the upper part of the crotch strap, essentially maneuvering her rubber cock inside the girl.

It takes a few seconds, but finally all of the phallus has disappeared inside Raven's cunt, the crotch strap still tucked next to it. Rouge start rhythmically moving her hips, pounding the dick in and out of her toy. Raven moans, it is so intense, it's stretching her from the inside, she feels SOOO FULL! The combined pain of her crashed nipples, the large dildo fucking her, and the occasional (but hard) slaps on her asscheeks, has Raven unable to fight back, only suffer through all of it, hoping it would end shortly.

Madam Rouge took her time, though, she enjoyed it so much. Fucking the little brat was something she fantasized from the minute she brought her into this place. As she approaches climax, the femme fatale bends over her bound fuck-toy, grabs the ring on the top of her hood, and lifts her up, forcing Raven to lift her whole torso with it, until it's parallel to the floor, being anchored only by the ring on Madam's hand, and the rubber dick in her pussy. With an increasing pounding, the woman has an earth-shuttering orgasm. She lifts the girl's hood even higher, the dildo still plunged inside Raven's pussy, and wraps her arms around the girl's belly, her face side by side with the demon-girl's.

"For your sake, i hope you enjoyed that, cause i'm gonna love breaking you in, piece by piece", she whispers in the traumatized girl's ear.

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Description
Raven finds herself trapped in an rather old-fashioned, insane asylum, with little to prove her sanity.

(F+M+/f, Raven_Fanfic, bondage, straitjacket, torture, tickling, orgasm_torture, sensory_deprivation, noncon)

GRAPHIC CONTENT WARNING (DISCLAIMER: All characters are over 18 years old in this story)

Raven slowly opens her eyes. The tranquilizer's effects are still strong, keeping her dizzy and weak. She is strapped down on a metal wheelchair, wearing only a, paper thin, white hospital gown. Beige leather restraints hold her secure, on her ankles and above the knees, spreading her legs and offering little to no cover for her naked privates. Same treatment on her wrists and above her elbows, which are held tightly by straps on each armrest. More straps run around her waist, chest and neck. Whatever this place is, they don't let their residents much freedom.

The wheelchair is being pushed by a blonde nurse, her sexy form visible over her white outfit. Raven struggles lightly against her bonds, then tries to protest, yet again, but something is blocking her mouth. It's a black, panel gag, neatly strapped over her face and buckled snugly behind her head. Only suppressed moans leave her mouth.

"Sssshhh, only a few corridors left", the nurse responded to the girl's pleads.

Raven knew the Titans' biggest enemy, the Brain, had to be behind this. The question was how was he able to disable all of her powers? She had woken up like any other day this morning. But, when she went outside, no one knew who she was. Everyone looked weirdly, at her purple cape and tight black bodysuit. "What's with the looks?" she wondered. She tried explaining to people her identity, all about her super-powers and her demon-bloodline, but all she got was more shocked faces. Sure, a small demonstration is in store, she thought.

"Hehe, don't believe me? Then, check THIS out!" She put her hands up in the air to cast a simple, dazzling spell, but nothing came out of them. She tried again, but nothing changed! People were starting to feel scared. "What in the world is happening?" Raven was more than worried now. Before she could do much, a white van pulled over next to her. Three paramedics rushed out and jumped the young woman. She tried to fight them off, but she was no match for them. "WAIT, I CAN EXPLAIN, MY NAME IS RAVEN, I'M A MEMBER OF THE TEENooooooh…" before she could finish her sentence, a needle went into her butt-cheek and she fell limp on their hands.

The purple-haired demon-girl was finally led into a small room, no larger than 2x3 meters. White walls, white ceiling, white floor, everywhere around her. A small hole in the corner, for the prisoner's bodily excretions, was the only discernible thing in the room, along with a small light at the ceiling, always on. All surfaces were padded with soft materials, presumably to prevent the prisoners from harming themselves. Raven couldn't fathom why they were going to such lengths for her. She had done nothing wrong!

Two other female nurses were already waiting for her. They were holding a grey straitjacket, which looked pretty old and overused, but rigid and inescapable nonetheless.

The young girl started breathing heavily through her nostrils, panic rising at the implications of her surroundings. The nurses worked silently but swiftly, first undoing the chair's straps, then, stripping the girl off her gown, which left the once-known heroine, completely naked. With Raven now screaming for help, (even though no-one in this facility seemed to be on her side), the asylum's staff, each holding a sleeve of the straitjacket, forced each hand into the confining cloth, pulling them across, under her cute, perky breasts and behind her back extra tightly, before buckling it in place and locking it with double padlocks.

As the young demon-girl thrashed in her new bonds, she was easily flipped on her stomach, where another thoroughly worn out strap was passed between her legs and through her ass-crack. The nurses made sure to pull and ratchet the violating strap, until it dug deep into the poor girl's crotch without any slack, eliciting more than a few painful moans. Then, it was buckled and locked behind her waist and out of reach.

"Thank you ladies, leave the rest to me", said the blondie that seemed to be in charge of the two "dressers". They closed the door behind them, leaving the blondie there, alone with the restrained girl, who had tired herself out on the floor, fighting her imprisonment.

"Well, well, here we are..." Raven looked up at the nurse that moved closer, her tone was different. "Some titan you are now, right?" she said. She laughed at the girl's shocked expression. Raven saw the nurse transform before her very eyes, seconds later it was Madam Rouge that stood in front of her!
Raven's shock turned into anger, but the obscenities she hurled towards her now dark-haired captor sounded like any other muffled gibberish during the last hour. The unlucky woman, whose place Madam Rouge had taken, was probably laying bound and gagged somewhere, if not worse. Raven watched with dismay as the villainess explained how she had been transported into a dimension where no superpowers or superheroes existed. And that, disguised as a member of the staff, she would make sure Raven would never be allowed to leave this institution. She said those last words, whilst removing the girl's panel gag. "You won't get away with this, the other titans will find me!" she let a defiant statement.

"Good luck finding the one of thousands of such similar dimensions!" chuckled Rouge. "As you'll see soon, this asylum is very traditional with its treatment techniques. This is a large establishment, with hundreds of patients, most that come here are classified as severely mentally ill, so i hope at least you'll make so new friends while you're here", she laughed again. "Now, excuse me, but i have to fill out the paperwork for your enclosure in this asylum. You'll stay here until everything is taken care of, or maybe a little more", she winked devilishly at the bound girl.

"Now, to complete your look", Rouge said, and produced a menacing leather hood, pitch black in color, holding it with one finger from a metal ring on its top. It was designed to cover the whole face, and it had a belt-collar around the neck to properly encase the subject. On mouth level was a strap, with a rubber, phallic protrusion attached to it. The strap could be buckled on the back of the head with a smaller belt.

Lastly, two eye blinders, located above the eye holes, could be easily flipped over shut or open at will. Only empty space was the two air-holes for the nostrils. "Usually, it is reserved for troublesome patients, who need a little quiet time to reflect on their behavior, but i don't think anyone will mind really. Besides, there are so many patients here, it's hard to keep up sometimes!"

"You sick...monster...i will get you for this!", Raven spewed threats as the imposing woman brought the hood closer and closer to her face, with an restless grin stuck on her face. She unzipped the back of the hood, in order to place it over Raven's head. With padding at the sides of the hood, Raven would be unable to hear most sounds with this thing on. With an evil smile, the woman zipped it down to the back of her neck, were a strap-collar locked it snugly in place. Raven's cool nature had quickly left her. "HELP, I'M NOT CRAZY, I'M BEING SET UP", Raven screamed full of desperation, fighting to avoid the sinister item. At that moment, the fact that this particular phrase had probably been heard hundreds of times before in this place, had been lost on her.

"This is so the inmate doesn't bite his tongue off. There are a lot of suicidal cases here and we wouldn't want that now, would we? Oh, almost forgot, my welcoming gift!" said Rouge and reached under her skirt, pulling down a pair of (visibly moist) panties, same color as her red lips and outfit. She wrapped it around the rubber phallus that was dangling next to Raven's mouth, and before the young heroine could protest again, shoved it in. She gagged at the oral invasion, tasting the woman's wet pussy against her will, and could only breathe through the holes over her nostrils now.

Madam didn't mind the girl's frantic swifts inside her straitjacket, and buckled the strap tightly before turning to see those purple tear-filled eyes one last time. "Settle in to your new home, Ray-Ray, hope you like the lollipop i left you with", she chuckled again and flipped the blinders over the defeated demon-girl's eyes, plunging her into darkness. She heard one last muffled scream as she closed the heavy security door behind her.

Patients were very rarely committed voluntarily into the "Awakening Clinic". They were usually submitted into the asylum by a family member or loved one, who signed them in. This person was also responsible for signing them out, in the rare occasion that the hospital had deemed them healthy. The shady nature of this clinic meant that the staff and doctors worked on a virtual "no-dismissal" policy. The more patients the clinic kept in, the more money it made. So, hardly anyone left. In Raven's case, she was signed in "voluntarily", thanks to a bit of forging by "Nurse Tally", head of the nursing department. No one would ever come to bail her out.

Raven had stayed in her new room for 9 hours before someone came to release her. She had lost track of time inside that room, bound, mute, deaf and blind. Her privates were sore from the sadistic crotch strap, amplified by her reoccurring pulls and swifts of her escape attempts. On top of that, she had also pissed herself, unable to keep hold of her bladder after that much time, making her privates sting even more. The leather of the hood kept all the moisture of her face inside, making it a claustrophobic nightmare. She could smell the old leather surrounding her, a scent that wouldn't acclimate itself on her nostrils even after the 20th time she'd wear it.

In addition, the lacy cotton inside her mouth had been soaking with the mix of her own saliva and her horny captor's sex fluids for some time, time she had spent mostly wrestling her straitjacket and occasionally bouncing around the soft walls of her prison, when she managed to stand up without the use of her hands.

The hood prevented her from hearing her tiny room's door finally being unlocked. She felt two pairs of hands pick her up, possessing no strength to fight at this stage. "Oooh, she wet herself, third one today!" one of the nurses cursed her luck. Raven felt a rag swiftly and thoughtlessly scrub the insides of her piss-wet thighs. Then - what a relief! she felt the back strap of her hood being undone. She was a sweaty mess from every hair to her neck, inhaling properly after hours.

Finally, Raven's straitjacket was removed. The nurses handed her the only set of clothes she'd be allowed, a pair of white pants and a white shirt. A pair of handcuffs was locked on her wrists (in front of her), with a chain leading down to another set of cuffs around her ankles, restricting her movements. She was then led to the dining hall.

A mass of white clothed patients was in front of her. Some of them were shackled as she was, others were free, but not exhibiting much energy. Even with so many people there, the majority of the "Awakening" clinic's patients were restrained and locked in tiny room's just like Raven's. The girl saw a large line of people. The line ended on a booth, where a guy - presumably the cook? - handed each person a small tray of questionable quality food. It looked like a mash of some sort. Then near the "cook", a female nurse handed each patient their prescribed medication, watching them take the pills in front of her, before letting them move on. All around were numerous nurse-guards, supervising the process and looking out for any peace-breakers.

The purple haired demon-girl walks forward, looking at her surroundings. This place was not going to be easy to escape, not without her powers. She was given the shame yucky meal, then her medication, an anti-psychotic drug, along with a sedative. Most patients were under some form of sedative, to keep the asylum's mind off any possible violence breaking out, especially in an overcrowded institute such as this. After a stern look from the nursing staff, Raven had no choice but to swallow the pills.

Any whispering attempts at communicating with a fellow inmate proved ineffective. The first, an old man that seemed catatonic at best, didn't respond to her at all, while the second try, a young wild-haired girl, replied to Raven with her visions of impending doom and something about lizards. Other more lucid patients didn't want much to do with her. Raven was not going to gain any accomplices from inside the facility.

The young woman spend the next two weeks trying to convince ANY of the staff about her innocence and sanity, about her superhuman origin, about nurse Tally being abducted and replaced by an imposter. The more she said it each time, the more ridiculous it ringed in her captors' ears. Their dismissals infuriated her, usually resulting in name-calling and raised voices, something that was in no way proper patient behavior. The therapy for that was always a "time out" in her padded prison, bound and hooded for hours on end.

It is one of those times. She complained that her meds made her dizzy and had asked not to take them. Even if she apologized immediately after, the guards didn't waste time locking her up. She has become kind of their favorite, with her defiant nature and her cute bursts of justice. Sure, they never objected to handling her slim body, too.

So, there she is, under a light she has no use for, her sight, hearing and touch heavily impaired. She has worm-shuffled in a corner of the room; she likes the slight sense of coziness and orientation the two walls provide. Not an hour has passed since her latest apprehension.

The door opens, she doesn't hear it, but she can feel a difference in the room's aura. Stiletto heels walk towards her, a white nurse outfit, which, as the shadow moves closer to Raven, changes color, then texture, too. Raven curls up in defense, in fear. She feels a hand stroke her were her grey cheek would be if the leather didn't cover it, then another on her much more exposed thigh, traveling up to meet her cute buttocks. She flinches, afraid at the implications. "Sssh, little one, we're just gonna play, you and me".

The incapacitated girl knows something is very wrong. She struggles to move away from the violating hands, but she can't do much in her bondage. Nevertheless, Madam Rouge doesn't care for disobedience and strongly pinches the girl's nipples over her straitjacket. The girl cries out but keeps fighting. "Fff, you are a real brat aren't you?", the woman takes more strict measures and starts wailing vicious slaps on the girl's nude ass. She doesn't stop until way after Raven has had enough.

"Are you gonna be a good girl, now?" she sticks her lips next to Raven's ears so she can hear. Raven stands still for a couple of seconds, then nods reluctantly. "Good, now don't make me angry again or you'll never leave this room." She props the girl on her back, and kicks her legs apart to get a good view of her crotch. Raven doesn't dare close them, even though she desperately wants to. She's left there, an almost worst torment, waiting for what's next. Seconds seemed to last so long now. She feels a pointy object right over her pussy, were her clit is. It hurts, but she doesn't move away. Then, the woman retrieves her heel and pressed the front part of her shoe onto the same spot. This feels much better. Madam Rouge moves her heels up and down the thin strap that covers Raven's privates. She likes to watch the girl's reactions. Raven tries to stay inexpressive, to not satisfy the woman. But soon enough she can't, slowly squirming in her bonds, slight moans of pleasure mixed with protest escaping her filled lips.

M. Rouge had enough of the spectacle, and with a pair of scissors cuts two small round holes right were the girl's nipples are. "I got you another present, Ray-Ray", she smiles and Raven just feels the cold metal snap onto first one nipple, then the other. She is holding back tears from the pain, the clamps bite so angrily, connected together with a chain. "Oh, did i hurt you little girl? I'm sorry, hopefully this will make you feel better..." the woman teases her toy, not caring whether it can hear her or not.
Raven feels the villain's hands grab her. She is manipulated onto her knees, then her back pushed down, her ass raised up. She is stuck now in this position, feeling her captor's hands caress her ass-cheeks, tenderly, almost lovingly. The woman pulls the crotch strap out of the way (with some notable effort), and slowly starts pushing a thick, 7.5-inch rubber strap on dildo, inside the girl's tight slit. Raven tries to avoid the intruder, but it's much too late in her predicament, Madam Rouge is holding on to her by the upper part of the crotch strap, essentially maneuvering her rubber cock inside the girl.

It takes a few seconds, but finally all of the phallus has disappeared inside Raven's cunt, the crotch strap still tucked next to it. Rouge start rhythmically moving her hips, pounding the dick in and out of her toy. Raven moans, it is so intense, it's stretching her from the inside, she feels SOOO FULL! The combined pain of her crashed nipples, the large dildo fucking her, and the occasional (but hard) slaps on her asscheeks, has Raven unable to fight back, only suffer through all of it, hoping it would end shortly.

Madam Rouge took her time, though, she enjoyed it so much. Fucking the little brat was something she fantasized from the minute she brought her into this place. As she approaches climax, the femme fatale bends over her bound fuck-toy, grabs the ring on the top of her hood, and lifts her up, forcing Raven to lift her whole torso with it, until it's parallel to the floor, being anchored only by the ring on Madam's hand, and the rubber dick in her pussy. With an increasing pounding, the woman has an earth-shuttering orgasm. She lifts the girl's hood even higher, the dildo still plunged inside Raven's pussy, and wraps her arms around the girl's belly, her face side by side with the demon-girl's.

"For your sake, i hope you enjoyed that, cause i'm gonna love breaking you in, piece by piece", she whispers in the traumatized girl's ear.

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