The ceiling opened up and the display swung down in front of my face. My right hand was freed and then I had a question to answer:
“Your Master asks you to suck his cock until he comes in your mouth. Then he instructs you to swallow it. Do you comply?”
Something about sucking cock just grates on me and I touched NO.
Big mistake.
The pain was of the 100% maximum knock-me-out kind and I’d really wished I hadn’t said NO. My belly cramped up, my legs and arms cramped, I couldn’t breathe, an instant migraine set in…all cause I don’t like the idea of sucking cock.
Relief finally arrived and I had a few minutes to recover before the same question came up again. Defiant, I chose NO again.
Really big mistake.
I blacked out from the pain this time and when I woke up another question was waiting:
“Your Master wants anal sex with you. Do you comply?”
Damn it to hell!
I chose NO.
The panel retreated to the ceiling and then another robot arm swung down and pointed a hypodermic needle at my thigh. There wasn’t one fucking thing I could do to stop it as it plunged into my flesh and delivered a dose of burning pain into my leg. Just as quickly as it had arrived the arm went back into the ceiling, leaving me alone.
A few minutes went by and I was just stuck there, trussed up and waiting for what was next. It had to be some awful torture in reward for my defiance…right?
My leg stopped burning pretty quickly and then I noticed I was feeling pretty good…just like the other morning…which was when, exactly? The lights in the room shut off and blackness ruled my universe…except for some pretty colours…in my head? I felt my little ball deep inside me start to vibrate and the glow of arousal quickly rose up in me. I went to touch myself and a nubbin of pain made me place my right arm back in the restraint. It was somehow comforting when the restraint gently closed on it.
I knew I’d been drugged and I fought against the darkness that came over me, a darkness that was egged on by the warm feelings in my belly. I was just on the verge of oblivion when I heard the voices whispering in the air…
“….obey….”
“….choose pleasure….”
“….obedience is pleasure….”
“….inside is pleasure….”
“….outside is pain, pain, and only pain….”
And then I was gone.
Day Seven
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I awoke to warmth.
The lights were on, although they were pleasantly dim, and as my groggy eyes took in the room I could see I was still on Invader and the door was closed. I moved a little and sensed a certain fullness. Looking down I saw that the robotic cock was snuggled into me. I bucked my hips a little and it answered with a gentle thrust and then rested again. I bucked at it again, a little more vigorously, and it humped at me a few times and then stopped again. This next time I bucked at it I kept on, thrusting my hips at the cock to keep it going. It wasn’t long before we had ourselves a nice rhythm going and I was getting myself juiced up with excitement and anticipation. The cock slipped in and out of me with so much ease…I’d never been this relaxed during sex! There was so much freedom as I abandoned myself to fucking. No shame, no concerns, no jobs, just my pussy being properly fucked.
The fucking went on and a distant memory of making love with my ex-boyfriend one early morning came along and suddenly became real to me. I looked and saw him standing between my legs, lost in his passion, fucking himself into me with gentle passion. The sunlight looked wonderful in his hair as he threw back his head and began to ram me, deep into me. I didn’t think his cock was so long as it felt right now, butting into my tender cervix. I thrust my hips at him, encouraging his lust…
“Oh, yeah, baby….yeah…that’s right….ummmm….unnnghhh…”
He drove into me and held himself there, his wonderful cock spewing into me…filling me…
The sunlight in his hair became a technicolour rainbow as pleasure washed over me from inside, outside, and all over the universe. The warm liquid gushed into me and pleased me with its fulfilling promise. My body wanted more…wanted so much more…whatever I had to do I’d do…it was so clear now.
The light grew brighter and I swear I saw the clouds sweep away from the sun.
The dungeon returned to me. The wonderful feeling…wanting…stayed with me as the dream faded.
My mind told me that it had all been a dream…or a hallucination. Somehow, it didn’t matter.
The voices were in the room again as the fog of sleep took me over and led me into wonderful oblivion again.
Day Eight
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Hungry. That was my first thought. I slipped from Invader and went right to the kitchen to get something to eat. I pulled a thick steak from the freezer and popped it in the microwave to defrost as I peeled a couple of potatoes and sliced them into a frying pan. I ate a piece of the potato raw. The moisture in my mouth told me how dry I was. A quart of apple juice disappeared in one, long draw, the cool refreshment in my stomach just feeling wonderful!
The sun was out and it was clearly morning. Of what day? Who cares! It was beautiful out there! I took my breakfast to the window and touched the door to open it and then went out into the fresh air. Setting my plate on the patio table I gave a good look at the view and then launched right into my New York steak. It was the best steak I’d ever had! And the potatoes were awesome!
A couple of the surfers out on the break waved at me and I paused from eating to wave back. What nice boys they were!
My breakfast was gone all too soon and it was time to go in. I collected my plate and the utensils and virtually floated into the kitchen. Isn’t it great to have such a nice kitchen? And it’s so rewarding to have such pretty dishes and shiny pans to clean!
The pan and the plate had to go back where they belonged after I got done and then I remembered my clothes! I fetched my clothes from where I’d left them in the workout room…dungeon is such a bad name!…and took them to the laundry. It was a wonderful two hours I spent cleaning the cute clothes and my towels and my thick, comfy robe! The whites were separated from the colours and I waited while they dried and then ironed my jeans and my top. The robe was even more comfy with the warm, freshly cleaned scent on it!
Everything was put in its place.
What the fuck was I doing?
It was like I’d been dreaming and awake at the same time. The sensation was like waking up and it was damn weird.
Oh, shit! I realized I’d been outside!
I ran to the window display to see if it would still work and let me out.
No dice.
The message was simple and my heart sunk as I knew I had to comply.
“Disrobe and mount Invader in 38 seconds.”
I took off my robe, folded it, and hung it over the back of the sofa. Naked, I walked into the dungeon and did as I had been told to.
What else could I do?
The restraints closed in place and then the ceiling opened up. I was hoping for the display to come down and play twenty questions, but it was no surprise when the arm with the needle came down. An injection in my thigh was immediately followed by one of the painful injections into my belly. At the same time I was lubed up and then quickly, deeply, and rudely penetrated. I felt the hot liquid spurting into my pussy without any sexual activity or, well, foreplay and then I was empty. Briefly. My ass was penetrated and filled with lube. Another quick, deep, and rude pentration later and I was being filled with warm water. My belly rapidly swelled up and then my ass was free to empty itself. A second penetration, a second filling, and a second rush of water followed. My ass was just recovering from the rapid activity when a third penetration was followed with an injection of something warm and viscous into me. It was the same stuff that I’d received when I was in the Chair, I somehow just knew this fact.