You estimate that you’ve spent at least a week down here in Juri’s lab. She won’t let you leave, and you’re not sure if you even want to anyway. Every morning you obediently drink the mysterious concoctions she gives you, and then mill about the lab all day with an insatiable erection. Something makes you think that Juri never actually wanted an assistant. She just wants a plaything to wrestle, pin, and fuck at her leisure.

-Secretary Karissa