I don't care about that. Let. Me. Go!

You struggle in the swinging harness quite frantically. Despite your swinging, pushing, and pulling, all your efforts are rendered completely inert, and as you come to rest you're left swaying gently and helplessly in the air.

You can see Sam clutching her hands by your side. She turns her eyes to Dr.Lybeck who merely gazes intensely at you and pushes her glasses higher on the bridge of her nose. A silence lingers in the air, and despite your obvious helplessness, you set you jaw, and meet the Dr.'s stare with one of your own. She gives a curt nod, as her eyes look up in contemplation. For a moment you consider that she might have caved, and that she'll let you go, but shortly there after she picks up a clip board, begins jotting notes, and promptly walks out of the room.

"Hey!" You cry out with your lofty soprano. "Hey, get back here and let me go!"

Sam looks to you,and touches your shoulder while offering a sympathetic gaze, then stammers. "Let me talk to her!" She swiftly scurries out the door, leaving you swinging alone in the room.

A minute passes. Then two. Right before the third passes the lights tick off causing you to yelp in surprise. You crane your neck back and spy a shadowy motion detector in the corner behind you. The damn thing's automatic and seems to think no one's in the room! You pull yourself to one side in an attempt to get your motion to trigger the lights, but it merely causes a jingle in the chains and carabiners suspending you. You swing one way, then the next, but the light stays off. "Come on...." You mutter. You pull harder this time, getting yourself really swinging. The lights stay off, and you're left alone with the sensation of your rather large breasts wobbling on your chest. As the thought flutters through your mind a tingle of electricity shudders in your nethers. You moan and attempt to squeeze your thighs together, but the straps around your thighs keep you bound too tightly for that.

Now, both annoyed at the dark, and at the tingling in your loins you can't quite satisfy, you let out a ferral growl,and pull yourself to one side all the harder. You swing back the other way, and pull yourself again until the chains are snapping and protesting at the ****. Something catches, and you're immediately caught at one side of your swing. Your body jiggles at the sudden stop, but at last the lights come on.

"What, are you doing?" Dr. Lybecks voice fills the room... She doesn't sound happy. Granted, she never sounds happy, but that unhappiness has been turned up to 11. You tilt your head down... or ... sideways now that you're locked in an even more awkward position. You see Samantha and two nurses at the door, while Dr. Lybeck stands before you. She reaches up and shakes one of the chains, causing you to tumble back to your reclined position.

"I... I was trying to turn the light back on..." You mutter.

Dr. Lybeck sighs and brushes a loose bang from her eyes. "Ms.Doe" She begins, causing you to squirm at the title of missus. "Since you've declined to remain in the security restraints for the time necessary to administer the cure, we've put together a few alternatives for you..." She takes a menacing step closer and stares down her nose at you. "However, these alternatives may require your consent to yet untested experiments. You should know that we will not be held liable for your behavior while free of the security restraints. Whatever mess you find yourself in is no longer our responsibility, even if it prevents us from administering the cure." She cocks her head, then questions you. "Are you prepared for those consequences?"