The Programming of 372 (Part 3) [FtM][Torture][DP][MindBreak]

372 had been fed via tube today. The voice that always spoke in the room explained it was a food made to supply him with all the nutrition he needed while preventing him from producing any waste.

He woke up this morning to a collar on the floor in the room with his name “372” written on it. He was instructed to put it on, then the voice had disappeared.

372 wandered around the room he had come to think of as his new home. The strange round cushion that had been holding him down, the strange apparatus coming out of the ceiling that had become the instrument that violated him regularly.

He would keep on hand on his dicklet as often as he could to keep himself pleasured always. That was 372’s job after all, keep himself and others pleasured at all times as a pleasure doll.

“372 if you would please lay back down on your bed” The voice interrupted 372’s thoughts.

372 leaped in surprise but made his way eagerly over to the bed. What was going to happen next? He laid down on his back.

“Restraints are going in place to keep you immobile” There was the familiar feeling of the strange silver straps that hooked around his thighs,ankles and wrists, he was immobile again, he got wet.

The sound of a bell, it made 372’s brain sing, “Good boy”, the sound of the praise that 372 craved.

“Today we will be testing your stretching limits, as well as your pain tolerance, program commencing shortly.”

Pain tolerance? It both sounded horrible as well as made 372 shamefully wet. His mind wandered as some time passed, then the bed pulled his legs apart. FAR apart. A familiar probe came down and touched itself to his dicklet. He moaned at the familiar feel of it, begging it with his mind to start rubbing him.

Another familiar probe found his pussy hole, playing with his entrance again, refusing to go in. The probe on his dick started to vibrate, rubbing back and forth. 372 moaned “Oh god please more!”

A harsh buzzing noise, 372 leaped at it’s familiar and unwanted noise, it was followed by an electric pop – electricity arcing from the probe on his dicklet into his dick, zapping him.

“372 you are not allowed to make requests, you are a pleasure doll, nothing more.” The voice chastised.

372 whimpered as his hole was toyed with, it wasn’t enough. The probe on his dicklet resumed it’s vibrations and rubbing. Finally it plunged into him, lubing him up, but it stopped once it had pushed all the way inside and stayed there, pushed up against his cervix.

He looked down to see the probe in his pussy extend some clamps to his pussy lips and pull him open, to the point of pain. He whimpered again. The cushion moved towards the window, showing the window his open and stuffed pussy and hard dicklet being rubbed.

“Please stay as still as possible so we may collect the best data 372” The voice said, confirming in 372’s mind that they were looking closely at his pussy. Suddenly he felt the probe inside him start to expand, he could see in his reflection of the mirror that his pussy was being stretched and held open and hollow so they could see his cervix, HE could see his cervix! His head rolled back and he came hard, knowing they were watching his pussy walls twitch and squirm, he hoped it brought them pleasure to see.

A bell, more cuming, another bell, “Good boy”, he enjoyed putting on a show for them, he loved being praised.

The cushion moved away from the window, the probes moving within him, he could feel the probe in his pussy getting thicker, stretching him almost to his limit. A soft black arm came down from the ceiling apparatus, pushing it’s way into 372’s mouth, spraying his throat with a numbing agent, and then expanding.

He recognized the soft arm as the thing that had violated his holes last time. It pushed it’s way into his throat greedily, and started to expand. Another arm came down, this time lubing his ass, the probe in his pussy still growing slowly, his dicklet getting rubbed and vibrated on. He moaned out loud like an animal around the thing in his throat, he was fuller than he ever thought he could be!

The arm pushed into his ass, stretching him and starting it’s own filling. He felt something attach to his hardened nipples, his mouth was struggling his jaw had started to ache around the huge thing in his throat and mouth. His pussy was filled with a huge probe that was hurting so much, his eyes started to water, his ass was filled up and stretching still.

Suddenly he felt a sharp shock in his dick and nipples. He tried to scream in pain but he couldn’t. Another zap. He tried to convulse but the restraints held him still. Another zap, had he been bad? His brain tried to race through what he could’ve done to deserve the zaps. His cunt stretched more, another zap, he could barely think he was in so much pain.

A bell, “Good boy”, he came hard. His pussy muscles were useless trying to clamp down on the huge thing inside of his ass and pussy, unable to exert any pressure to push them out, he gurgled around the thing expanding in his throat, he could barely breathe it was getting so big and cutting off his air. He came again, he thought? He couldn’t tell anymore, his pussy muscles felt totally spent just trying to exist at the moment.

The probes inside of him slowly began to shrink. Pulling away from his body. He felt very empty as they left and the cushion released him.

A bell, his dicklet responded by twitching, “Good boy 372, we are very pleased with the results of this test.”

372 looked pleadingly at the window, trying to communicate with his eyes that he wanted more.

“I will be back later” The voice said.

372 was plunged back into total darkness. He took his hand and plunged his fingers into his pussy, it was stretched open but starting to recover. He rubbed his dicklet with his other hand, hoping to cum again as he waited for his captor to return.

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