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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. 7 —
“Couldn’t do it, eh 761?” Mason teased, sitting back in the rolling office chair in front of the console, watching the tall blond boy on the angled cross, gasping, tears streaming down his cheeks. “Didn’t think you would, frankly. I had ten bucks saying you wouldn’t. You’re too nice.”
“Please,” Lux begged from the chamber, held fast and spread wide on the Preparation Chamber cross, legs trembling visibly. His enormous nine-inch cock was once again firmly secured behind a new teal spandex suit, still blatantly visible, still stretching the sheer fabric in its intensely turgid state. No stimulator cup was present from the table this time. “I wanted to… I tried to,” he whimpered. The Level Two brain stimulating halo encircled his head, its flashing lights correlating to the relentless imagery it was beaming into his skull.
“I just want to cum, please.”
Mason grinned wide, making sure his subject could see him. “You had your chance! All you had to do was fuck that guy. You coulda had the biggest orgasm you’ve ever had, spermed right up that guy’s tight hole! You know he’s never even been fucked before? You woulda been his first!” Mason chuckled.
“I don’t want to hurt anyone!” Lux bawled. “Just let me cum, please!”
Gazing down at the consoles, Mason smiled wickedly. “Oh, you want to orgasm, eh? Want something to feel good? Amazing how you’ve gone from ‘let me go!’ to ‘let me cum!’ in just a few days in the chamber!
You wanna cum, boy? Here, try this!”
He flipped a couple of switches, twisted a dial, and a new beam shot out from the ceiling, bathing the young athlete’s crotch in a bright, sparkling spotlight. The corresponding wail from the speakers made Mason’s own cock twitch in his pants.
“OH, GOD!” Lux gasped, his breath catching, sending him into coughing fits and straining even more against the restrictive straps.
“Hahah, oh yeah, the good ol’ direct stimulator beams!” Mason laughed. “We haven’t used those on you yet, but it’s part of Level Two discretionary training. Direct nerve induction, and when aimed at that monster cock of yours, well… I bet you’ve got about twenty, thirty minutes before you’re begging to eat apples out of my ass to make it stop!”
“Especially when we add… this!” Mason clicked another control panel.
Lux’s eyes went huge as the lights in the halo changed, and he suddenly began thrusting into the air, his huge cock rubbing against the fabric, leaking gouts of precum as he visibly began to approach an actual orgasmic climax.
“Oh God, OH GOD, YES, PLEASE!” Closer and closer to orgasm he got, his hands clenched, breath coming in great wheezing gasps. “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum! I’M GONNA CUM!”
Mason clicked another button and the stimulator beam winked out, and a look of furious frustration came over the captive boy.
“NOOOOO!!!” Lux bawled. “Please! Turn it back on! What did you DO?”
Mason could barely see through the laughing tears. “Oh man, that was awesome. I turned off the neural orgasm block for a few seconds, to get you super primed and ready to shoot, and just clicked it back on again!” He wiped his eyes as he continued to snicker. “Oh, we’re definitely going to do that again.”
The technician switched the neural block off and the stimulator beam on again, sending Lux into thrusting convulsions.
“YES, PLEASE! LEAVE IT OFF! PLEEASE, PLEASE!” he begged as his cock visibly throbbed in the suit.
*click!*
“AUGGGHH, NOOO!!”
Mason couldn’t breathe through his gasping guffaws. “Oh man, we’re only getting started!”
“Gonna be a long session, boy!”