"I don't fucking think so!" Rio shouted and stepped back, not wanting either of the men to grab her. The Monsignor frowned and reached out for her.
"You shall keep your voice down, child, we do not want you to disturb the other inmates." Rio gasped as she felt tears well up in her eyes.
"I am not an inmate!" But the Monsignor grabbed her arm nonetheless and squeezed it rather harshly.
"From this moment on, you are. I will have none of your fuss, missy!" The Monsignor pushed her against a wall and blocked her body with his own so she couldn't go anywhere.
"Get the orderlies, doctor Arden." He told the other man, who nodded and went on his way to get help.
"You better cooperate, miss Taylor." The man stated, looking back as he walked away. "The Monsignor does not tolerate disobedience very well." His own remark made the doctor chuckle, but it made Rio furious.
She let out a high pitched growl as she tried to squirm away from the clergy man. But he was determined to keep her in place, so he pushed his body even more firmly against hers, making her swallow hard at the contact. He was not unattractive after all and she could feel her body react to his. To her surprise, she saw a response from him as well. His pupils were dilated and he panted softly.
"Let me go!" She demanded but he was not convinced. "You are going to learn some manners!" He spat and doctor Arden returned with a few orderlies.
One of them, Stan, firmly grabbed Rio once the Monsignor pulled back. The holy man adjusted his clothing and cleared his throat as he glared at the girl. Still heavily protesting, Rio tried to pull away, but one of the others gave her a shot of medicine. Instantly, she became more docile, her vision blurry and voice rather shaky.
"Wha..what's that.." Rio asked in a small voice as she slid down the wall, onto the ground.
"Just a little something to keep you in line, miss Taylor." The Monsignor answered and then turned to Stan.
"Stan, miss Taylor will be staying with us for a while. Can you please prepare a room for her and make sure she is properly cleaned and clothed?" Rio could hear the sadistic pleasure in his voice but was too confused to still protest. The medicine they gave her was so strong that she was practically hallucinating.
"N-No.." The girl whispered weakly, but the orderlies paid no attention to her protests. She was stripped of her clothing and put into a strange shower. Unlike normal ones, the showerheads were placed on metal bars, sideways from the body. This meant that Rio was sprayed with water from all sides, cold water on top of that. Once she was showered, she was covered in delousing powder. After that, she received a similar outfit than the other inmates. A blue, paperlike dress. Rio came out of the bathroom, sniffling, her gaze directed at the floor. She was ashamed to be seen in this silly dress and ashamed that the male orderlies saw her naked body.
"Miss Taylor. Will you follow me, please?" A voice asked her and when Rio looked up, she saw sister Jude waiting for her outside the bathroom. Was that a hint of sentiment on her face? She appeared less strict than earlier.
"Okay." Rio answered softly and sniffled a bit more. Sister Jude frowned and approached the girl.
"The Monsignor can be awfully strict at times. It's best to follow orders, so you do not get into trouble." She said and then nodded, to indicate their discussion was over and she was ready to go.
"He's a monster." Rio replied in a raspy voice. Sister Jude glanced at her, but did not answer. She brought Rio to a room with a small bed.
"This will be yours. During the day, however, we expect you to join the others in the common room. I believe you saw it earlier today. No strange stories to the others. We are meeting with the Monsignor before you are introduced to the other inmates. He wrote down a story for you and all of us will stick to that story, on how you got here." Rio was furious.
"Who the hell does he think he is? He can't play god like this!" But the girl squeezed her eyes shut, her throat was too soar to keep protesting. Also, sister Jude's face remained stoic, as if she didn't want to hear anything negative about her precious holy man.
Timothy Howard was pacing around in his office. "Insolent girl…the nerve…the audacity!" He mumbled and hissed under his breath. As he was muttering, he also envisioned her on his desk, naked and willing, begging him to take her. The holy man shook his head at these obscene thoughts and silently prayed for strength. A knock on the door woke him up from his prayer. "Yes?"
Jude entered, Rio close behind her with an annoyed look on her face.
"Ah, sister Jude, miss Taylor, please sit down." Timothy told them and sat behind his desk, facing them. He could see that Rio was not wearing any underwear underneath the dress and he was glad he was sitting down, or his arousal would have been much more apparent.
"I have written down a story, that we can tell the other inmates so.." The Monsignor started, but Rio interrupted him immediately.
"I am not an inmate! Stop saying "other inmates" like I am one of them!" She said sternly, her voice shrill. Timothy Howard slammed his hand on the desk and the sound echoed through the room. Sister Jude swallowed hard and averted her gaze.
"Young lady, this is the last time you interrupted me in this institution. When I speak, you will listen. If you cannot comprehend this, we might have to give you a steam treatment."
Now sister Jude looked up and opened her mouth to protest, but she closed it as soon as the Monsignor glared at her. Rio scoffed.
"I don't give a damn." She mumbled, making him slam his hand down even harder.
"And you will keep your vile mouth shut!" Now Rio jumped up.
"Make me, Howard! I don't give a damn what you say, you don't impress me. You think you can play god just because you hide behind a book of fairy tales!" She shouted at him and sister Jude, yanked her back in her seat by her arm.
"Miss Taylor, you will keep your voice down, the Monsignor has all of our best interests in mind. He cares for us all, but you must understand he has to make difficult decisions sometimes. You have also seem to misunderstood him. The story is not to make a fool out of you, he is merely making sure the inmates of Briarcliff will not bother you as much. If we come up with a story before hand, they won't ask question after question, you see? That will give all of us more time to work on your return to eh…well, your own time." The way sister Jude explained all of this made sense, even though a small part of Rio still felt that she was being treated unfairly. But she felt a bit silly making such a fuss when sister Jude stayed so calm, so she decided not to object anymore. At least not for the moment. If this sped up her way back home, it was best to just go with it. Then all of this would be over soon. So she gave Jude a weak nod, to indicate she understood and the Monsignor smiled at them.
"Sister Jude, I admire you. You are a rara avis." He told the nun and she tilted her head. "What does that mean, father?" Before he could answer, Rio interjected.
"Weird fish." She said plainly.
"Rare bird." He corrected Rio sternly and the girl shrugged.
"Same thing." The Monsignor sighed and rubbed his temples, getting frustrated with their new visitor. Rio noticed and couldn't help but to grin. This was it, she could get on his nerves. It would be funny to see him sweat. Timothy and Jude were discussing the story that he came up with, to tell the other inmates about Rio, but all Rio could think of was seeing the Monsignor sweat. Not with frustration, but with lust. His strong hands keeping her hips down as he was thrusting at full force…in, out, in out…until she couldn't take it anymore…
"What do you think, miss Taylor?" His voice suddenly asked and completely caught up in the moment, Rio forgot the situation she was in.
"More.." She whispered.
"I beg your pardon?" Timothy asked her in a strict tone and the girl woke up from her daydream, seeing Jude's jaw drop.
"I eh..mean…wait, what? Sorry, I was somewhere else." She admitted and averted the stern looks she got. The Monsignor started over with the story. While he was talking, Jude imagined undressing herself in front of him, showing off the red lingerie dress she was secretly wearing underneath the long black frock. His hands gently caressing her arms, breasts, thighs…it wasn't until Jude was asked a question that she woke up.
"What? I…eh.." Rio snickered, she knew where Jude's mind went. The Monsignor shook his head, suspecting what was on the mind of these two women. The tension was clear in the office and it got more primal by the second.
"Perhaps, lunch should come first and then we'll discuss this further." He suggested as he glanced at them both.
"Yeah, that'd be great, I'm famished." Rio stated and turned red when she realized how that must have sounded. Again the Monsignor glanced at her. Jude saw it and cleared her throat, to draw the attention back to her. The change in the eyes of the holy man made her blood run cold. If Timothy watched his precious little time traveler, there was a look in his eyes of need, want and anger. But when he turned to her, his look turned reserved, soft and polite.
"I will arrange lunch to be served." Jude said softly and stood up, giving Rio a look of pure hatred, mixed with defeat. Rio knew and averted her gaze. Timothy Howard watched the exchange but wasn't as delicate in his people skills and of course lacked female intuition. Sister Jude received a nod and a hand gesture of the Monsignor and left the room. Rio rose a brow at this, thinking it was pretty rude of him to dismiss her without even a simple thank you. So the girl stood up, walked to the door and saw if Jude was gone already. When she saw the nun in the hallway, she spoke up.
"Thank you, sister Jude, for getting lunch ready." Jude looked over her shoulder, confused with the praise but then just frowned at the girl. "Be quiet, this is not a market." She reprimanded the girl and kept walking. Rio bowed her head and went back in to the office. The Monsignor was softly praying, while holding his rosary. But when Rio came back, he looked up at her.
"Are you ready to listen to the story I came up with, or is there more lusting you need to do?" He asked her rather snidely, making her blush. But then she glared at him. Who was he to make her feel ashamed over something perfectly normal? She didn't have to take that. She was a woman from an advanced time, where feminism was normal and scumbags like him would be grabbed by the balls.
"Father, please, just take me! I need your holy rod inside of me!" Rio exclaimed, laying herself down on the desk sideways, holding her hand against her forehead.
"Behave yourself at once!" The Monsignor spat as the girl came back up, holding her stomach from laughter. "You need to get yourself laid, Timmy." Rio told him with a wink. "You're too tightly wound. One of these days…you'll snap."
"Monsignor." Timothy corrected her in an annoyed tone. "And you will sit down and listen or.." Rio grinned at him.
"Or you'll spank me?" She turned around, showing him her behind and glanced seductively over her shoulder.
"Sit down!" He yelled at her and Rio laughed again, but dropped herself in a chair nearby anyway.
"Alright, shoot, padre." The word made awakened an entirely different lust in him. The lust for power, honour…he wanted to become pope…and her choice of words had reminded him of Rome. Rio could see he was in deep thoughts and decided to dive into her own pool of madness. Did she really display herself on his desk a few seconds ago?
"As I eh..was saying.." Timothy started. "The story I came up with for you, is that you ran away from home after your sister died of a disease. Her loss caused you to lose your mind and you attacked several people along the way, until you were caught and brought here." Rio's gaze had turned stoic, she swallowed hard and averted her eyes without speaking. "Is this...hard for you?" Timothy inquired, when he saw Rio's lack of response. The girl shook her head, her gaze still on the desk instead of on him.
"No, it's fine. Real clever." Her voice sounded hoarse, as if it was breaking, but she kept every thought and feeling bottled up.
"No insult. It's a miracle." He said with a smirk and now Rio glared at him.
"Eat a dick."
The Monsignor gasped and wanted to reprimand the girl. But a knock on the door distracted him.
A young, blonde nun came into the room, nervous beyond belief. She glanced at Rio, blinking rapidly, before turning to the Monsignor. "Father, I-I…eh…forgot to knock…" She said softly and wanted to walk back to the door. But Rio stood up and gently took hold of her arm.
"Hey, don't be silly, you can knock next time. It's not like we don't know you're here now." She said jokingly with a wink. The nun smiled kindly at her, but still glanced at the Monsignor for approval. The holy man sighed and gave Rio an annoyed look.
"As our new guest was saying, sister Mary Eunice, there is no need for you to come back in. What can I do for you?" He asked the young woman.
"Thank you, I eh…sister Jude sent me to tell you both that lunch is served. Welcome to our institution, I am sister Mary Eunice." Rio smiled and nodded at her.
"Thank you, sister. I'm Rio Taylor." Sister Mary Eunice shook her hand and excused herself, leaving Rio with the Monsignor once again.
"Do you think you can behave during lunch or do we need to restrain you?" The man asked her in a snarky manner and she grinned at him.
"Would you like to?" Now images of the girl restrained in his bed plagued the holy man and he had to avert his eyes to get rid of them. Rio grinned and got up from her seat.
"Alright, let's do this. Bring me to the nuthouse, padre."
Once more, Timothy shook his head in disapproval of her ways and words, but chose not to reprimand her at this time. He could always decide to later.
"I assume sister Jude has already prepared them for the fact you are coming. For as much as she was able to…" Rio gave him a bored look as they both got up and walked out of the office. "But I will give you short introduction myself as well." The girl nodded absent-mindedly, thinking that it was a pattern with this man. He wanted the attention directed at him, he wanted to be praised for all his achievements, even if someone else deserved that praise. Why wouldn't sister Jude be able to tell them she was coming and why? No, he wanted to be noticed, he wanted his deeds to be noticed. People like this scared her a little. She was a scientist, so of course she wanted recognition when she achieved something, but she'd never take credit for someone else's work. People like that usually had very few limits. As she was pondering his motives and patterns, the Monsignor was thinking of hers as well. If he wanted her to obey and respect him, he'd have to think of other ways to approach her. Obviously shaming her for her feelings did not work as good as it worked on other ladies in this institution. The sisters were easy, he could easily shame them by using their faith. Patients could be a tad more difficult, Shelly for starters. She always found little ways to defend herself. But after enough reprimanding, the shame kicked in anyway. This girl didn't seem to be troubled by it. If this was the future for women, the Monsignor did not want to live to see it.
Sister Jude was waiting in front of two heavy doors, doctor Arden by her side. By the looks of it, they were having an unpleasant conversation. Rio could hear the last bit of it, since they now almost reached Sister Jude.
"I've dealt with bigger monsters than you, Doctor. Let me give you fair warning: I'll always win against the patriarchal male." She told the doctor in a stern voice. But the man remained unimpressed.
"Bully for you." He replied and opened the doors behind her, revealing the large room that laid behind them. Long tables with rows and rows of inmates sitting there, with orderlies and nuns all over the place, trying to keep the order. Some of the inmates were screaming at each other, a few others were crying or laughing really loud. One of the inmates was standing on top of the table and refused to come down. Another one was flashing a few nuns by lifting up his paperlike blue dress. An orderly came up behind him and hit him over the head with his baton. Rio gasped and her jaw remained dropped as she witnessed all this injustice, this cruel treatment of poor, defenseless creatures that so desperately needed help.
"You monsters…fucking…monsters…" She hissed as she looked at Jude and Timothy. The both of them gave her a disapproving look.
"Sit down and keep your voice down, don't think I won't cane you just because you aren't a real inmate. God needs to reach all his creatures, even a little scientist like you." Jude told her sternly, her tone and the look in her eyes gave Rio chills. This woman hid behind her religion to put pain in people's hearts and on their bodies. But then again, that's how Rio felt about most clergy men and women. Not wanting to be caned, she sat down, next to a strange-looking woman. Her head was shaped like a cone and her ears and nose were overly large. The woman held a fake baby and pretended to feed it soup, as she gave Rio a saddened stare.
"Is that your baby? What a beauty." Rio said kindly, putting a gentle hand on her arm. This made the woman smile wide and nod.
"Pepper good girl, Pepper's baby good girl!" Rio smiled back and nodded too.
"Yes, very good girls, you both look like good girls." Sister Mary Eunice sat on Rio's other side and chuckled.
"Not such a good girl, she drowned her sister's baby and ripped off its ears." Rio frowned at these words and looked back at Pepper. Again the sad look had fallen over her.
"No, I don't believe that. Pepper wouldn't do that, she's a good girl." She told the nun and Pepper gave her a look of disbelief, bringing tears to her eyes.
"Pepper good girl!" She repeated as the tears started to flow and she gave Rio a tight hug, crying on her shoulder. Rio was close to crying herself and in her heart, she knew that this woman was innocent. Another woman was brought in, shouting at the orderlies that brought her in.
"Stop it! Let me go! Jude blackmailed my lover! I don't belong here!" But none of the orderlies listened to her and neither Jude or the other nuns seemed fazed by her words.
"Sit down, miss Lana Banana. I want to say grace before we start to eat." She simply said, sounding rather smug. After also being hit by one of the orderlies, the woman kept calm and sat there crying silently. Without caring about her pain or anyone else's for that matter, Jude said grace and told them all to start eating. This whole thing caused Rio's appetite to have left her body, so she just observed the others. She noticed that some of the inmates refused to sit down and just wandered around their chairs, grabbing some food from the table every now and then. Rio wondered why they didn't sit down, so she whispered the question to sister Mary Eunice. The nun started to blink rapidly again, showing that the question had made her nervous.
"I eh…sister Jude…" Rio knew enough and scoffed. "She caned them, didn't she? What a spiteful bitch."
At that moment, sister Jude stood up and glanced in Rio's direction, convincing the girl that the nun heard what she remarked.
"I have an announcement." It took a little while, but soon the inmates were silent and listened to her. "Starting today we have a new young lady in our midst. This young lady lost her sister and hurt a few people, because God hasn't helped her dealing with her loss yet." Again the Monsignor noticed that a solemn look came over the girl as this was said. He got more curious with the minute.
"But we have decided that in our goodness, we will help her find the light and the lord, so she can move past this. I trust you will all welcome her, miss Rio Taylor, please stand up and introduce yourself." Rio's head shot up with a spooked look on her face. What? She was supposed to say something? They didn't agree to this, what was she supposed to say? Sister Mary Eunice nudged her, getting a nervous twitch in her eye again, so Rio stood up and looked around the room.
"She's hot, I'll show her around, sister!" One of the men called out. Rio frowned and put her hands in her side.
"Then step up! Whoever spoke. Come on, lets meet. You can "show me around"." Rio said mockingly. "I know 4 different types of martial arts and I swear to god I will rip your throat out if you touch me." She added in a menacing tone, as she kept glancing around the room. Then she sat back down with a smug grin. "I think that's all I wanna say at this point, sister. The coward has retracted his offer. Maybe the Monsignor can show me around instead." The way she said this implied she meant the same as the man that spoke up earlier and the Monsignor blushed heavily, making a few of the female inmates cackle with glee.
"Enough!" The holy man stated as he slammed his little black bible on the table. "I want to see you in my office, immediately!" Rio smirked and got up, swaying her hips from side to side.
"Let me have it, father." She said huskily, causing laughter throughout the hall. If only she had known in how much trouble she got herself.