Night 1
"You can't fucking keep me here like this, man! There was a trial!" Erik roared at the man in the white lab coat.
Lab Coat simply kept up that infuriatingly smug smirk. "Yes. There was a trial, in which you were remanded into the custody of the Supplement Center of the Company. As allowed by the judge, you will be serving your sentence in custody here, providing labor to the facility until your lenient punishment of five thousand hours of community service is complete. You will be kept here at the facility for the duration of your punishment, and if needs be, you will be restrained and gagged, so I'd recommend trying to make a good impression."
"Fuck you." Erik said succinctly.
"Charming." Lab Coat replied without missing a beat. "In any event, you don't have a say in the matter. Gentlemen?" This was addressed to the two burly white-clad orderlies who lifted Erik out of his seat. This was made easier considering Erik's powerful torso was trapped with a too-tight straitjacket that impeded his movement to almost nothing. The two oafs simply frog-marched him out of Lab Coat's office and down the hall. Lab Coat followed. "As you can see, the facility is really only just starting up - but once we get fully operational, this place will be quite busy. Not the desolate mausoleum it is now."
"Yeah, I bet it'll be a real hotspot." Erik rolled his eyes, confident the gesture had not been missed despite Lab Coat being behind him. "So what the hell am I gonna be doing here? Not like I can be your janitor in this fuckin' thing."
"Not a janitor." Lab Coat's smug voice made Erik growl. "In fact, I don't think we'll be needing your arms at all, really. But if you really want out of the restraints, you'll have to prove you can be a good boy."
Erik did not appreciate that - based on appearances alone, Lab Coat could only have been a year or two older than himself. "Fuck you."
Lab Coat chuckled.
They proceeded through the sterile white hallways for a while until they reached a heavy steel door. Lab Coat sidestepped the troll on the right and opened the door with a code. The orderlies simply pushed Erik in after Lab Coat, sending him off balance. To his chagrin, Lab Coat whirled and caught him. Erik's face was buried into his shoulder. Lab Coat gave a mocking tsk, patting his head and making Erik thrash.
"Come along." Lab Coat ordered, and walked off. Erik followed - the steel door had been locked tight behind him anyway - he had nowhere to go.
"These are the dormitories. The Facility will require its subjects to remain in-house for extended periods of time. We're conducting a study here, after all - long-term studies." Lab Coat said as he opened another code-locked heavy door.
"So you're basically holding them against their will?" Erik retorted.
"You'd be surprised what men do to avoid jail time. And of course, some are simply volunteers. We do provide a stipend to volunteers upon their departure - not our... indentured work force, however. Your reward will be staying out of prison." Lab Coat smirked.
The dormitory section was basically a hallway leading down to a set of common rooms, a large communal shower area, and a commissary - the kitchens appeared to be locked off from the inhabitants. Past the communal areas was a pair of hallways with reinforced doors leading off of it. Ultimately, to Erik's mind, it was just another prison - although it appeared more like a psych ward.
"For your hours not spent in service, your time is ultimately your own. The communal areas are at your disposal, as is the commissary, open to serve you from a rather diverse menu from seven in the morning to eight o'clock at night. There is a mandated curfew at ten o'clock at night in which you must return to your room, and a strict lights out policy enforced at eleven. You are expected to use the communal washroom to remain hygienic - if you do not meet our standards, an orderly will be assigned to restrain and wash you."
Lab Coat opened yet another reinforced door, although this time he gave a little mock bow and indicated Erik should enter. Upon doing so, Erik realized that it was his quarters. It was surprisingly well-furnished, looking almost like a hotel room, except for the lack of windows and the toilet in a small tiled rectangle off to the side. There was a bed in the center, a wall-mounted television, and a writing desk with what appeared to be some pens, pencils, and blank notebooks. Hooked up to the television set was a game console. Although he'd never admit it within earshot of Lab Coat, Erik thought it seemed like a nice place to live, actually.
"So are you gonna let me out now?" Erik growled. "Tour's over, right?"
Lab Coat sneered. "I'm afraid with your history, you'll have to earn it. It just so happens I do have to take some measurements. If you do exactly as I tell you... then I'll let you out."
"Fuck you."
"I can leave you in there all night."
Erik growled. "...fine."
Lab Coat grinned at him before simply stepping closer. "Stay still." He knelt down and without warning, began to undo Erik's trousers.
He yelped, but refrained from jumping or fighting back - this was all a test, and he was not going to give Lab Coat the satisfaction of seeing him fail. His resolve instantly wavered when Lab Coat did not stop at the trousers and started pulling down his boxers. With his limp dick hanging right in Lab Coat's face, Erik was utterly bemused, but did not betray any emotion as Lab Coat made him step out of his clothes, and then stood up, holding his boxers in his face.
"Open your mouth." Erik did so, and choked when the boxers were unceremoniously balled up and shoved into his mouth.
"Mmmmrph?" Erik grunted, hearing Lab Coat chuckle. He was actually glad for the extremely restrictive straitjacket just then, because his instinctive movement to stop the intrusion had been denied.
"Keep them there." Lab Coat chuckled, sneering again at Erik before reaching down and fondling Erik's exposed manhood. He mumbled something or other, and in Erik's opinion spent far too long groping, but soon he was finished. He withdrew a small thin tablet from one of his pockets and tapped in some numbers, before glancing at Erik and rotating his finger in a small circle. "Twirl for me."
Erik growled into his boxers and turned, allowing Lab Coat to undo the straps of the straitjacket. Lab Coat surprised Erik then, by grabbing at his shirt and pulling it up over his head, gathering up all the rest of the discarded clothes, leaving Erik in nothing but his socks. Stunned, he barely reacted when Lab Coat tugged the boxers out of his mouth, winked at him, and left, tossing over his shoulder a simple "Clothes will be provided tomorrow morning at the showers. Sleep tight, Subject Four."
The heavy reinforced steel door sealed itself shut behind Lab Coat, leaving Erik in the dim light of a soft nightstand lamp.
"What the fuck am I in for here?" Erik wondered to himself.
