Free Indentured by Lacey Kane Page B

were my coworkers,” he said, talking like they were just out for an afternoon walk in the park. “They volunteered to be the test subjects. Granted, that was before they saw the effects our drugs would have on the men. They might regret their decision now, but what choice do I have but to continue using them?”
    By then, he’d worked the entire dildo inside me and was repeating the process with the butt plug in my ass. I tried to focus on my breathing. In. Out. In. Out. He must have sensed my increased panic, because the thumb of his free hand started rolling over my clit until I came.
    Once he’d inserted the larger butt plug fully, I realized the men in lab coats had started breaking up the orgy by zapping the men and pulling them out one at a time. They would then drag the test subject over to the corner stall and hose them down. After the men were clean, the chemists would drag them bodily down a hall. I could only imagine they were being taken to their cells for the night.
    Finally, only the two women remained. The chemists cleaned the women in the same manner, but instead of dragging them down the hall, they were taken to a part of the room I hadn’t seen before. Two medieval looking wooden pillories were stationed there, and the women were locked into place.
    When the chemists had removed their clothing and started fucking the two women, my owner put my metal undergarments back into place and carried me out of the lab and back to the dining room.
    A meal was already in place, with Mary standing off to the side waiting for us. Once he situated me in my chair, securing my legs and arms as he insisted they must be, he turned to the maid.
    “You’ve done a good job today. You may visit the lab before you leave if you’d like.”
    “Thank you, S ir.” She scurried off down the hall with a huge smile on her face.
    We ate our meal as usual before he took me to the living room. This time, he pulled a lever on the wall, which lowered a sling-like thing from the ceiling. It only took him minutes to strap me into it, on my back with my head hanging down low. He had returned the straps holding my arms behind me and connecting my ankles with my thighs to their places, so I was thoroughly immobilized. Then he took off his clothes and took a seat in the chair closest to it, turning on the news.
    “Let’s see if your deep throating skills have improved any today, shall we?” He pulled the cock gag out of my mouth and replaced it with his cock almost in a single motion. He grabbed hold of the ropes I was hanging from. With a single tug on the ropes, he was able to push himself all the way inside, his balls slapping against my nose and making it impossible for me to breathe.
    Like last night, I alternated between swallowing and sucking. He alternated between deep throating me and face fucking me. It went on and on, but he was only watching his second porn flick of the night by the time he spurted his cum down my throat.
    I thought maybe that would mean I’d improved, that we were done, but of course he stayed hard and kept fucking me like that through all of the news and three separate porn films.
    When he came again at the end of the third porno, he released me and sat back in his chair for a bit. “Better, slave,” he said finally. “But you still need much more practice. For now, it’s bed time.”
    I dreaded the thought of going back into that cage. My joints and muscles still hurt from last night in it and all I’d been through today, and I didn’t think I could handle another night like that. But he forced my cock gag between my lips before I could voice a complaint. In minutes, he had me out of the sling and was carrying me back to his bedroom.
    But he didn’t undo my arms and legs to put me into the cage. He tossed me onto the bed for a moment, long enough I got my hopes up that maybe he’d let me sleep in the bed with him…that maybe he’d finally fuck me, as terrifying as the thought might be.
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