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DISCLAIMER: The following work of complete fiction contains topics & actions that some may find difficult. Non-consensual sex, t0rture, bondage, imprisonment, brainwashing, abduction, violence, and sex-slavery are all part of the story.
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Ch. 5 –
Chase opened his gummy, crusty eyes, and realized he was lying on a padded bench, back in his steel cell. He slowly sat up, cradling his head in his hands, willing the bright overhead lights to dim at least a little bit. He didn’t remember being taken out of the preparation chamber, but apparently he had passed out at some point, because here he was – washed, cleaned, dressed in a new blue spandex suit, and apparently fitted with something new.
Encasing his crotch and encircling his waist like a shiny steel speedo brief was what could only be a chastity device. Judging from the sensations he was feeling on his still-hard cock, it was encased in some sort of soft tube, being gently squeezed over and over. His balls were apparently being cradled in something tight and soft as well, he could feel them also being manipulated. If he hadn’t been so completely exhausted from his second session in that fucking chamber, he might actually enjoy the sensations – as it was, his head pounding, his balls swollen and achingly full – all he wanted was some sleep and food.
Chase pulled at the device, but it was quite firmly attached around his waist, he couldn’t even get a finger in between his body and the steel belt encircling him. No reaching down into it to try and free himself. He stood up tentatively, and realized that after the steel bulge encasing his cock and balls went up through his legs, it split like a jockstrap, running up each cheek of his ass.
He sat down gingerly on the bench again, and leaned back against the wall, the belt continuing to gently stroke and massage his cock. The mind-searing arousal of the preparation chamber was absent in here, he was at least able to think again, but it wasn’t entirely gone – the belt made sure he was still being at least lightly stimulated, and couldn’t do anything about it. He let out an involuntary groan as the belt gripped his cock in a sudden squeeze. Ugh, I just want it to stop for a while!
Chase figured this was day two, based on the fact that he’d slept twice, and been put in the chamber twice. He still didn’t know where he was, or what the point was of what they were doing to him. It was torture, he’d admitted that, and given that the facility he was in was unlike anything he’d ever even heard of before, he figured it was either experimental or funded by some very wealthy, secretive people. But why him? And what was the purpose of just endlessly making him incredibly, unbelievably, mind-blowingly horny over and over again?
They weren’t asking him any questions, so it wasn’t torture or extortion for information. They wouldn’t even respond to him when he begged, cried, or screamed at them. Was this entertainment for them? Was he being filmed for some perverted internet website? And how long had he really been in here, was his wife looking for him? Filed a missing person report? Were the cops out scouring the neighborhoods? Who knew.
Chase stood up and walked to the opposite wall a few feet away, where a sink and toilet were set into the panel. He poured and drank a stainless steel cup of water, when he heard the door swish open behind him.
He dropped the cup with a clatter and spun around to see a tall, young blond man get pushed into the room by the two guards before the door quickly slid closed with a metallic clang. The man stood there for a moment, his hair disheveled, visibly confused. He had to be about 6’3”, nearly six inches taller than Chase, in his mid-20’s with broad swimmer’s shoulders and the lean, muscled body to go with it. He had an angular face, a pointed nose, blue eyes and a very Nordic complexion. The guy was dressed like Chase was – a full neck-to-toe spandex bodysuit, thin and skintight, but pale green to Chase’s royal-blue.
But perhaps the most notable feature of this intruder was between his legs – the thick, veined, rigidly erect nine-inch cock that was clearly visible through the fabric. It was long enough to reach the outside of the guy’s hip, and Chase couldn’t stop staring at it. He did so long enough to look at the young blond man’s face, only to see the intense conflict brewing there.
“Hello,” Chase said, “are you okay?”
The man didn’t say anything, only stood there at the door entrance, staring at a spot on the floor in front of Chase.
“I’m Chase… what’s your name?”
“I’m… Item 761… um, my name is Lux…” the man stammered, as tears began to well up in his eyes.
Chase slowly approached him, hands elevated to show he wasn’t a threat. “I see you’re in here like me… do you know what’s going on? Where are we?”
“I can’t go back in there…” Lux panted. “I can’t take any more of it.”
A loud horn sounded from the ceiling, starting both of the men in the room. A mechanical voice followed:
“Item 761. In front of you is your target. This is your next test.
You are to fuck him.
You are to fuck him, hard.”
Chase’s eyes went wide as he froze in place. Lux’s expression was unreadable, his eyes pleading as he stared up at the ceiling, his jaw and fists both clenching shut.
“Please… don’t make me do that…” he pleaded at the unseen voice from above.
“You have 30 seconds to comply. Fuck the man before you. You are given permission to orgasm in him, but only in him. Failure to follow orders will result in additional preparation.”
Lux’s eyes widened at the threat as the color drained from his face. “No…” he hissed… “I can’t go back in there…”
The taller man looked at Chase as he backed away towards the wall.
“Please,” Lux said as he took a halting step towards Chase to follow. “Please… just… let me do it?”
“Absolutely not,” Chase shot back, further retreating against the wall towards the steel platform bench protruding from it. “That is not happening.”
“You don’t understand,” Lux pleaded, his blue eyes flashing. “I’ve been in that chamber for almost a week… my dick… hurts… if this is the only way they’ll let me cum… I have to.
I promise… I’ll… be careful?”
The whole time, Chase could’ve sworn that Lux’s cock was swelling even larger in the suit. There was no way he was going to let the guy stick that anywhere in him. He wasn’t sure it’d fit in his mouth, it sure as hell wasn’t going to fit in his ass. Nothing had ever been up there, his wife had never even slipped a finger in him, the idea of this athlete fucking him with that monster filled him with panic.
“Yeah, I get it buddy, they’ve been making me damn horny too, but that’s just not going to happen.”
Lux’s expression changed abruptly from desperation to fury. He lunged for the smaller man, but Chase sidestepped him easily, using Lux’s momentum to throw him past to come crashing down onto the metal floor in a heap of arms and legs.
“Don’t do this, man,” Chase warned, bending into a defensive crouch.
Lux got to his feet more quickly than Chase could’ve thought possible for someone so tall and lanky.
“I have to,” he panted. “I just– I have to.”
Chase could see that the lust had taken over. God, is this what’s in store for me? Am I going to be like this if they continue to work me over too?
Lux made another lunge for Chase, but was ready for Chase’s evasion, successfully grabbing him, and throwing him to the floor, the steel chastity belt clanging loudly.
Chase struggled with all he had, swinging fists, elbows, kicks, landing a couple blows on Lux’s face and chest, but ultimately his size and mass disadvantage could not be overcome. He found himself pinned beneath Lux’s body, wrists encircled in Lux’s big hands, held down to either side of his face. Both men breathing hard and panting, Chase could feel the heat of Lux’s huge cock against his leg.
“Lux,” he tried. “Just stop. Let’s work together to get out of here. You don’t want to do this.”
But that’s when Chase realized that yes, after a week of apparently being subjected to the preparation chamber, Lux very much did want to do this. He wanted it more than anything in the world right now; only his nature as a good person caused him to hesitate doing it to someone against their will.
“Please,” Lux whined again, his frantic panting just inches from Chase’s face, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Just let me do it. I don’t want to hurt you, but… I have to cum. I can’t take this anymore!”
Using his body weight and superior position, Lux managed to flip Chase over onto his stomach, one hand now wrapped around both of Chase’s smaller wrists, stretched out above his head. With his other hand, Lux reached down and ripped a hole in his own spandex suit, pulling his cock out and sliding it against Chase’s firm ass. It was now that Chase realized why the chastity belt he was stuck in didn’t go up his taint and crack – the way it was shaped allowed access to his hole, the only thing in the way was a thin lycra barrier.
That didn’t seem to be an issue for Lux, who reached down again, slid a finger into a seam in the back of Chase’s blue bodysuit, and ripped a hole through it from the top of his crack to his taint, exposing the smaller man’s ass to the room’s air.
“No!” Chase yelled again, struggling even more violently. In his distracted state, Lux let one of Chase’s wrists slip out of his sweaty grasp, allowing the smaller guy to cock an elbow back behind him, catching Lux in the cheekbone and snapping his head back in shock.
Lux reflexively released Chase’s other wrist, gripping his face in pain, rolling off of Chase’s back and onto the floor. Chase quickly got to his feet and stepped in between Lux’s legs, landing two swift, hard kicks to Lux’s unprotected crotch. The taller boy howled and moved his hands from his stinging cheek to his now throbbing balls.
Quickly Chase staggered back against the opposite wall and collapsed against it, sliding down to the floor, adrenaline pumping and heart racing. The blond man on the floor gripped his sack and sobbed, before suddenly seeming to realize that his cock was out and free… he quickly shifted his grip from his balls to his thick, rock-hard dick and began pumping furiously.
A buzzer sounded from above, and the door to the cell slid open, allowing two black-clad guards in BDUs and masks to rush in.
“No!” Lux screamed. “I’ll do it! I swear! I won’t jerk off, I’ll fuck him, please!”
One guard ripped Lux’s hands away from his cock, securing them above his head, while the other produced a steel chastity belt just like the one Chase was wearing. He arranged it over Lux’s crotch, slid the blond boy’s still-turgid cock into it, and locked it in place, the boy pleading all the while.
Chase noticed an opening. He could maybe get to the door in time, it was still open. He scrambled to his feet and dashed for the opening, only to be knocked flat by a searing blast of pain to his cock and balls. It hurt too much to scream, all he could do was gasp and convulse on the floor, the electric shock continuing to fry his genitals as if someone had touched them with a live extension cord.
The two guards hauled Lux to his feet by his arms, the sobbing boy continuing to plead with his captors.
“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’ll do it, I swear!” he begged. “Please, let me try again! DON’T PUT ME BACK IN THERE, PLEASE!”
Chase could hear the wailing continue down the corridor as the guards dragged him out of the room and the steel door slid shut again, but he couldn’t do anything as the agonizing electric shock continued – before suddenly shutting off, leaving him gasping and panting for breath.