Disclaimer, the following is a work of fiction, all characters are over 18 and any events following are pure fiction.
“Rise and shine slut!”
a booming voice wakes me up, for a moment I assume it's my dad but I quickly realise where I am. I try and yell out but it's muffled by the dildo I currently have strapped into my throat, I no longer gag when I realize that.
“Oh good, you didn't fucking die, it's a goddamn pain to deal with dead sluts!”
A flash of fear ran through me, oh god how many had he killed? God am I gonna die?
“You hungry? I have just the thing for you!”
He slowly unbuckles the gag, pulling it out, leaving me coughing and trying to get as much air as possible into my lungs. Just then I feel something heavy and hard hit my still bleary eyes. I recognised that musk though, it was his massive dick.
“You good with a sausage breakfast?”
He laughs to himself a little, his rough voice reverberating through my body. His cock doesn't wait for me to get used to it, just in and out face fucking until he groans, pumping another load into my stomach. He roughly shoved his cock gag back into my throat, clicking it in place.
“That was a little treat, today is gonna be a long day!”
He speaks with a happy tone, stripping off all of his clothes giving me a show out of the corner of my eye. His muscular tall body was under a layer of thick black body hair, and some fat, still defined enough for me to see his perfect pecs and shoulders. I hated to admit it but he was gorgeous, and if I wasn't so scared I would love to be pinned under him. His sweaty body on top of mine, making sure I take every inch. What the fuck am I thinking I should be trying to escape I might fucking die, but then again looking doesn't hurt anyone.
I only then notice he's dressed head to toe in disposable hospital scrubs, wheeling around a few carts and a pipe of some sort. My heart immediately drops, fuck fuck fuck was he gonna operate?! I start to squirm on the table, rattling my restraints firmly.
“Oh don't get your panties in a twist you little bitch, I just fucking said I don't like dead little shits, you're gonna live a few years.”
He speaks with a tired and aloof tone, like he doesn't have the patience for dealing with me.
“I'm just getting the process of turning you into the perfect bitch started, and who knows, if you do well you'll be lucky enough to be included in the conversation when I sell you!”
He starts walking towards me, a few strange syringes on a tray. He picks one up, flicking the needle like a cheesy medical drama I used to love.
“Because you've been so… cooperative, I'll explain what I'm doing with each needle.”
He slowly brings this needle down to my now rock hard dick, when did I get hard?! I didn't like this! I want to go home.
“This will make sure you aren't hard for a few hours, can't have it not fit, needs to be perfectly small on you.”
My dick almost instantly softens, like magic it's almost smaller than I've ever seen it, having virtually no blood flow. He brings the second and third syringes to my face, I stay as still as possible, if he was going to inject I didn't want it to go wrong. I start shaking in fear, the syringes were much larger than the first one, oh god what was he going to do?
“and these.”
He taps them together, dragging out my moment of dread.
“Are just water, I need to soften up your mascara and sleep shit, I like my slaves clean.”
He sprays them roughly over my face, getting my curls wet but relief floods over me, like the water flooding over the table.
“This might feel a little strange, but I need to reposition you.”
Suddenly I feel the table lift and rotate, until I am almost upright, still strapped on it. I get my first proper look at him, I try to yell but it's muffled by the gag in my throat. His piercing eyes stared into me, he looked like someone's nightmarish wet dream. He walks around the table and I hear a mechanical noise from behind me, and suddenly I'm just dangling mid air, my backside completely exposed.
“Goddamn I don't regret you one bit, I wish I could fuck you right here, but it will have to wait, I'm not a fan of scat.”
He says with a cheeky tone, why was he so difficult to understand, violent but also playful? I hear rubber gloves snapping, and something cold touches my asshole, I feel a finger go inside, and just as quick as it was in, it's back out. Lubing me up.
“Gotta have you clean, a dirty slave is a cheap one, and I'm not known for cheap products.”
He says right behind my ear in a low whisper. I feel something metallic touch my ass, it slips inside with some pain, pushing my asshole slightly, it was uncomfortable but managed. I feel something wet applied to my ass and the metal plug.
“This is a special type of glue, will seal just about anything to anything, but it degrades after about 24 hours leaving it practically useless, but it situations like these where a Flexible skin safe glue is needed, it's perfect”
Oh god I had to keep this in for a day?! I don't know if my hole can handle that. just as I'm struggling to push out the plug something cold rushes in. Filling up my ass slowly, my stomach cramps but the water keeps going, flowing until my stomach is bulging outwards painfully, then the water stops. I hear a vacuuming noise and the water and waste starts draining.
He walks around and bends down, flicking my still flaccid dick.
“Don’t think I forgot this, I just wanted to start on the less fun part first.”
He gives me a wink, getting up and walking back to his cart. He picks up a strange plastic device, the smooth black thing gripped tightly in his hand. Oh god that was a cock cage, fuck oh no that was an actual cock cage.
“I hope you say goodbye, because that little clit isn't getting used ever again.”
He laughs, a true hearty laugh, but I don't follow, I just stare at it. He locks the device around my dick with a sickening click as water starts flowing again.
He walks back over to his cart, bringing back multiple items, the first of which is a metal rod, he pushes it through the small front hole of the cage, into my dicks piss slit, keeping it perfectly aligned. The second item was a blunt syringe, god damn this man likes syringes I thought to myself, trying to cheer myself up. He inserts it behind the cock cage, filling in all the gaps, giving my dick a perfectly snug fit.
“Not even able to move a millimeter, it's perfect!”
He sounds so happy, maybe it's a good thing. The last thing was a piece of fabric, he tied it over my eyes blocking my view of the sterile white room. All I can do is listen and feel the cock cage set and put pressure on my dick, and feel the water flow in and out. I listen as he pushes the cart out the room, and he shouts.
“SAME TIME TOMORROW, SEE YA!”
Leaving me totally alone while my system flushes and my cock is permanently locked away. My wrists hurt.
Now remember you readers get to influence what the next kink added will be, the two losers from last time plus a new one will be on our voting list!
A: Glory hole/free use
B: Latex/rubber
C: Public humiliation
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