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Evanesce -> RE: Secret /s confessions: Slave Toy (5/14/2006 9:39:44 AM)
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TRANSFORMATION (final)
The next few days flew by in a blur of pain and ecstasy. I was poked, prodded, shocked, strapped, whipped, spanked, bitten, pinched, and clamped. Nearly every method known to man of inflicting pain was practiced on my body. Having been “warmed up” by the electric shock treatments, it took no time at all for my body to recognize these other forms of pain as pleasure, and it became a special treat to have that anonymous hard cock thrusting into my pussy or my ass as some other part of my body was in ecstatic agony. At no time was I unbound. At no time was I not experiencing pain. The pain brought orgasm, and I loved it all.
On the next to last day, I was given very gentle treatment. I was bathed, blindfolded and taken to another small room. Here, I was laid on a large, soft bed and told not to move. By this time, I wasn’t sure I even wanted to leave here, so these instructions were unnecessary, and I smiled just a little at this thought. The pain/pleasure had become so ingrained into me that I couldn’t imagine not having that constant stimulus. As I lay there, I heard the big man outside the door. “We want to make sure that, even though she has these new abilities, she can still function normally. She’s waiting for you. Afterwards, we will place the implant and she will be ready to go home in the morning.” I sat up, listening. “Waiting for who? And an IMPLANT????” I asked myself. I pondered his usage of the word “we” when I first arrived, and had yet to discover who this other man was. I had felt him, certainly, as his cock had filled me numerous times over the past several days, but could not be sure as to his identify, as he never spoke, and his hands and cock were all I had ever felt of him. And what sort of implant was he talking about? Where does this “implant” go?
There was no time for further pondering, as the door slowly opened and I felt the man’s presence. He sat lightly on the bed and slowly pressed me back down. “Who are you?” I asked. “Shhhh,” was all he would say, as his hands began to lovingly caress my body. His fingers brought my nipples to attention as the moisture began to flow from my awakening pussy. Ever so slowly, one hand drifted down over my stomach, gently pressing against my pubis as his finger sought my clit. I gasped in pleasure as his finger found its target and began to draw lazy circles around it. As my gasps became moans, he moved away from me, causing a small cry to escape my lips, as my body strained for his touch. I heard the rustling of his clothes as he removed them, then felt the weight of his body as he lowered himself over me, slipping his cock into me. My pussy gripped his cock firmly as he rode me gently, repeatedly bringing me close to the edge and then stopping, so that I could catch my breath before going on. Then, straightening his body, he brought my legs up, gripping my ankles and stretching my legs far to the sides as he began to thrust firmly within me. My orgasm came quickly… my body trembling as I gasped my pleasure. He released my ankles and lay upon me, pressing me into the bed and pumping his cock fast and furiously inside me as I felt another orgasm begin its approach. He wrapped his arms around me and bit into my neck as my body again convulsed in pleasure, both of us crying out as we came together, gripping each other tightly.
It was at this point that I began to suspect who this man was, as I had now felt his body. But he was gone from me too quickly, and I was once again alone to ponder my suspected discovery.
Within moments, the big man returned. “It’s time for your implant; the final phase in your transformation.” I began to struggle, the fear overtaking me. “What implant?” I cried. “You said I was going home! You said nothing about an implant!” My protests came as they did when I was first captured here, and his reaction was the same. Those steely gray eyes gazed down at me, and he again lifted me under his arm to carry me back to the lab. Again strapping me to the table despite my attempts at escape, he quickly subdued me with chloroform. The smell burned my nostrils as I succumbed to its power and fell limp.
I awakened the next morning unbound, bathed and feeling very refreshed, considering all I had been through. The big man stood watching me from the doorway. "Today you go home, lab rat,” he said with a wink. And then he pressed a little button in a device in his hand. “Nothing happened. Hmmmm… hopefully it will happen for the other, as it was meant to.” “What?” I started to say, but he silenced me by tossing me clothing and telling me to get dressed and ready to leave.
I dressed quickly, anxious to leave this place, but somehow managing to feel somewhat sad at the same time. I’d been here for just two weeks, yet it had begun to feel almost as if I belonged here. I opened the door and found the big man standing just outside. He took my arm and led me in the direction of the lab. Instinctively, I tried to pull away. “Oh stop that,” he said. “You WANT to be in this room today.” I allowed myself to be propelled down the hall and into the lab. Upon entering, I immediately saw that the equipment was gone. The monitors, table, restraints, video… everything was gone and the room was empty, as it had been when I began exploring this place those many nights ago. As I looked around in amazement, I was thrilled, but not entirely surprised to see my Master standing there against the far wall. I started to run to him, but he put up a hand to stop me in my tracks.
Puzzled, I stood in the middle of the room, gazing at him, as the big man tossed him the device he had held in his hand in my room. “Close your eyes,” my Master commanded. I heard a little click, and wondered what was going on. “Excellent,” he said. “Well, we know there won’t be any accidents that way.” I grew increasingly confused. What was going on in here? Then he commanded, “Open your eyes, but do not look at me.” I opened my eyes, and kept them fixed on the floor. Again I heard that little click and wondered just what the heck was going on here and why am I standing here in the middle of the room, when all I want to do is to be held in his arms. “Now look at me,” he said. As I lifted my eyes to his, I again heard that click. Instantly, I was convulsing in orgasm, struggling to remain on my feet as I gasped and moaned in pleasure.
“How did he do that?” I asked myself when I had recovered, and, as I again looked at him, another orgasm washed over me. It was in that moment that I understood what had happened. The implant I was given, when activated, would cause orgasm whenever I looked into my Master’s face. Life was about to become VERY interesting, indeed.
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