Zombification

“How did you like that?” Alex asks, noticing that Alon was visibly flustered, shocked at the scene that had unfolded in front of him. His massive member had gone soft from this episode, shrunken to a respectable 8 inches flaccid. A bead of precum betrays him emerging from his cockhead, gentling dripping down to the floor where I was just spasming on moments ago.  “There was nothing to worry about. The only things controlling the slave’s lust impulses are the lust regulators. Remove them, and naturally the slave would be overwhelmed with lust. With no self-control to hold it back, the slave would do or use anything to soothe the lust. All you need to do is put the regulator back in place, or replace it with something else.” Alex winks and gives Alon’s soft member a tug. He could feel the blood slowly gradually filling it back up, cockhead pointing straight at me, throbbing as the thick shaft tries to prop it up.  

“Replacing the regulator is like hitting a reset button. See, he’s back to being the submissive bitch you were so horny over. If you are still intimidated by it, there’s also the collar. Just press the button and you will disable him. No big deal.” Alex shrugs. “You will come to enjoy it.”

“Now, what do you think will happen if I remove the rear lust regulator?” says Alex cheekily, and he notices Alon’s cock growing to full erection, all 10 of its glorious inches sticking straight out from his body, eager for some action. “I guess you are ready to find out.”

Alex reaches across my body, spreads my ass cheeks wide open and grips my butt plug firmly, pulling it out slowly. As soon I felt plug moving, I could feel the freefalling sensation again, my insides lurching and coiling, like I was being punched in the balls. As the plug leaves my body, I found the strength to prop myself up, eyes darting around the room to locate it, or something to replace it. The void it left in me was excruciating, and I needed to fill myself again. “Uuuhhh” I groaned through the gag. My eyes landed on Alon’s cock; I’m not missing it this time. I got on all fours, and crawled as quickly as my uncoordinated limbs could bring me over to the magnificent cock. As I approached, I swiftly turned my body around, exposing my hungry ass and backed onto his cock, attempting to impale myself on it. I rest myself on his huge cock, and press against his cockhead, willing it into my ass to relieve myself of the void. Alon was watching, glee on his face as this horny, muscular yet brainless slut doing everything just to get some dick. 

Alon’s cock was already wet with precum, and definitely bigger than my original plug. As the huge cockhead pressed against my hole, my own cock sprang into action, throbbing as I forced my body onto the cock. It didn’t take much effort though, before I forced Alon’s cock past my sphincter, and sliding down all the other inches of his beer can, so that I can once again feel the familiar pressure on my prostate. I could feel every vein on that monster, as it pulses through my body. Once the bulbous cockhead finally reached my prostate, I was once again overcome with a wave of calm, and my body slackens. My head goes back to the floor where it belonged, facing the side, and my nose taking in the mixture of drool and Alon’s musk. 

All Alon could see now was my ass, impaled upon his hard cock, occasionally quivering from the pleasure. Alon, finally comes back to his senses and realised that he finally got what he wanted: an obedient slut who can take all of his huge veiny cock, and the pounding that he is about to serve. He starts moving his hips, thrusting his dick forward and even deeper into my hole, at the same giving my tight ass a slap. “There’s a good slave bitch, serving yourself up to the master.” He holds on to my hips as he starts fucking me vigourously. “Bet you love this don’t you! This is what you were made to do! Fucking slut.” I heard none of those words, overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure triggered by his cock hammering into my prostate. My body relaxes for hm to drill me even deeper, my face on the floor, mixing around in a pool of my own drool, begging for more. 

Alon alternates his pace, pulling out his 12-incher until only its head remained inside me, teasing me with shallow strokes. He then slams it back into me at a go, stretching my ass to maximum capacity. The sudden onslaught of pleasure proved to be too much for me. My eyes roll all the way back into my head, my throbbing cock stiffens, and spews the first wave of cum, splattering all over the floor, and some got on my face. 

There was no time for me to recover from this mind-shattering orgasm. Delighted at what he saw and clearly not yet satisfied, Alon buries his cock back into my ass and fucks it deep, teasing my prostate and sending me into fits as my body collapses onto the floor in spasms. 

Unfazed, Alon mounts me from behind and continues smashing my ass, the sound of his full balls slapping against my cheeks echoing across the room. His hands wrap around my chest, and his fingers find my nipples, catching them in a pincer grip and causing me to release another moan, my 8-inch dick springing back into action, throbbing and aching for more. Precum drips from my dick, adding to the cocktail of cum, drool and sweat on the floor, a lethal mixture the smell of which got me even more hungry for this sexy master’s cock. He slaps me across the face, and picks up the pace while still taking long and deep strokes into my ass.  “See what you made me do, you fucking slut. Now you are gonna get it.” He grunts as I feel his cock grow even bigger in my ass, pulsing as he releases his cum, which felt red-hot as it coats my guts. He pushes his cum farther into my ass as he collapses onto me, losing strength after his release. The constant pressure of his cock on my prostate and the cum inside me sent me into fits of pleasure, and finally it was too much, and I let out a moan as my ass started to quiver, and my cock shoots out the second wave of cum, coating my rock-hard abs. The intensity of this orgasm was much stronger than the first, and my entire body seizes up and starts spasming, my hips bucking as my ass convulses and writhes in pleasure, the force of which throws Alon off of me.

As Alon’s dick exits my hole, Alex steps forward and shoves my plug back in my spasming hole,  keeping Alon’s cum inside me, and keeping my lust in check. My orgasm finally subsides, my breathing stabilises except for the occasional spasm, and a wave of calm spreads through my body, this time reinforced by the warm seed of the master inside me. I haven’t fully recovered from the thorough fucking, and my ass quivers as I find the strength to prop myself back into a kneeling position, and look up at Alex and Alon. 

They were already dressed. “Well, that concludes our product demonstration. I hope you liked it.” Alex motions to Alon, and proceeds to guide him out the door. “Don’t worry, this slave can be left like this.”

“Also, don’t worry about cleaning up.” Alex removes my gag, and I lunge forward, face down to the floor, licking up every drop of the sexy cocktail that the fucking session had left behind, hungry and aching for more. When I was done, I return to my kneeling position, and Alex shoves the gag roughly back into my mouth, securing it in. 

“Good boy. Come on, Alon, let’s go. Didn’t you already see, he doesn’t need restraints. Besides, we also have this.” Alex presses the button on his remote. 

Shocks radiate through my collar throughout my body. “Let’s go, we are already late for dinner.” Alex says as he turns off the light, and both of them exit, leaving me in darkness, collapsing onto the floor, body convulsing and twitching involuntarily from the volley of shocks sent through my body. 

As the shocks subside, I lay still on the floor, basking in the calm that my lust regulators provide, until the next visit from my masters.