filetofish | PSLS BECAUSE GAY

You're as cute as he said.

[Rean's extremely cute, and surely he'll be even cuter when he's more messed up. The man shoves his fingers into Rean's mouth, nearly far enough to make him gag. He'll find that if he tries to bite, his body won't listen.

The man's other hand, meanwhile, is feeling up his chest.]

[He makes a distressed sound around the man's fingers, and he does try to bite, not exactly surprised but still frustrated when he finds he can't. He doesn't have time to make a fuss over it, with the fingers in his mouth and the hand on his chest he feels like he might faint from pleasure, from want and need, trembling until he's barely managing to keep his feet on the floor, the holograms holding him up doing most of the actual work in keeping him from collapsing.

The whine he makes against the man's skin is obscene.]

See? It's better when you accept your lot. You'll make a fine whore either way, but you'll be in for a much easier life if you're agreeable.

[He keeps his fingers in Rean's mouth, muddling any protests and sliding over his tongue. Meanwhile, he's finding a nipple and rolling his thumb over it, teasing without mercy.]

[He's going to come. He's going to come just from this level of stimulation and the hours of being on the edge of it and the hyper-sensitivity induced in his nerves by the implant. Unless he's denied that as well, but either way he's making a noise as those fingers slide over his tongue and his tongue presses up against them mindlessly, body jerking at the way the man is fondling his nipple, too sensitive and too upset to even try for words around what's in his mouth.]

[That was as strong a reaction as expected, but the point right now is to torture Rean with it, so for starters he has in fact set Rean's implant to not let him come. It just won't happen -- no matter how desperate he gets that signal just won't fire. Part of the fun of breaking in a new acquisition, the privilege this man has paid for, is to push Rean to the breaking point.

He pinches Rean's nipple gently, lightly tugging, and laughs.]

Your body's not your own anymore, is it? How does that feel?

[Awful. It feels awful. At least orgasm would be release but this is just... More build up. And he's starting to cry again, frustrated and scared at how out of control his own body is. Or out of his own control. It's entirely in someone else's and that's the truly awful and horrible thing.]

Sstop!

[He's slurring it from pleasure and shock at the way his nipples are being messed with, and of course around the fingers in his mouth, but still the fear and dismay is easy to pick up. Rean's always been an open book.]

It won't stop until you've given up.

[The man steps back, to fiddle with the controls. More holograms spawn -- a collection of hands of varying size and shape, some soft, some rough, all eagerly touching him. While his real human client goes to undress, Rean's being caressed from head to toe, all his most sensitive places pinched and teased and toyed with at once. His cock included, he's not spared a single spot, but at least his mouth is free and the phantom fingers aren't invading any other orifices.]

[He's crying again, harder, because the stimulation is way too much after hours of neglect and he can't even get release from it. For a little while he tries to make some kind of words, mostly stop, but by the time the man is finished undressing he can't even be that coherent.]

Having a rough time?

[The man returns undressed, already hard watching and listening to Rean.]

If you ask nicely, I'll let you come.

Please...!

[The word is dragged out of him, shameful, making him feel distantly sick and gross, but he feels almost like he'll die if he doesn't get some release, if he's wound up like this continuously he'll go crazy. That's probably hyperbole but it is way more than a pure guy like Rean is capable of processing all at once.]

Please what?

[There's no rush. The man's enjoying Rean suffer too much to let it end easily. Instead he's directing the hands to drag Rean to the bed, to hold him down on his knees while the man comes up behind him and starts to slide his fingers inside of him.]

Tell me you want it. Ask me to fuck you. That's all the worth you have.

[Fortunately for his very first costumer Rean isn't going to make it that easy on himself, biting his lip before more words can escape. Instead of begging he just whimpers and moans, tries alternately to pull away from the fingers pressing into him and push back against them.

He wants this yes but he hates wanting it. He's clinging to whatever he can of himself, to the thought that this isn't him, if he can just overcome this and not let it break him... He doesn't want to prove them right, at the very least, that he's a whore.]

There's no reason to resist.

[Although it is awfully cute. The man is skillfully fingerfucking him now, dragging fingertips against Rean's prostate while the hologram hands continue to tease him.]

This is your life now. Everything you knew til today is gone. You exist to get fucked by men like me, and that's all you'll have for the rest of your life. Resisting is only an insult to everyone else who's working hard at their jobs.

Ah--nmm!

[He can't really respond, when he can't form words. He can barely form thoughts. This is all way way way too fast and too much and he's breathing in uneven sobs. His legs spread and his body leans forward unconsciously, giving the man more access even while his mind tries to resist.

It feels like his mind is just compressing under the pleasure, all other thoughts squeezed out, focusing just on wanting more, wanting to come, wanting even to be fucked like this. Yet even thinking that is pretty shameful, and he inhales with a sharp, unhappy noise.

How long will this guy tease him this way before he gets bored? Can Rean just endure it with his nerves set to many times normal human sensitivity? He's pretty sure he can't but he can't forgive himself if he doesn't try.]

We can do this all night. But you know, you'll have to meet your co-workers tomorrow.

[The torment is relentless, hands both real and fake taking possession of Rean's body. The man doing it meanwhile sounds nothing but smug.]

Are you really going to look them in the face and say you're better than them? You're too good to work with them? What a selfish boy.

Nnno...

[It's a pretty one-sided conversation still, though the tone of Rean's noises is distressed denial over the other distressed and slutty moaning.

He's not trying to act like he's better than anyone. He's not trying to be better than anyone! He can't really defend himself verbally though, he wouldn't have the coherence.

But the words get to him, lodge somewhere in his chest like barbs. Making him feel ashamed for other reasons, but without really the mental capacity to understand why at the moment.]

If you're not above it, give up. You already know you're not changing your future by struggling. What do you hope to accomplish?

[He laughs again, addressing the screen with his free hand. The hologram shifts a little, and now amongst the hands is a cute girl's head giving Rean a really good blowjob.]

[He almost screams, the noise coming out more a broken sob. It's good, but it's horrible. He hates this, but he wants more. He's a mess, and the man might be right, that he's not doing himself any favors, that he might not change anything with his struggles.

It's not really conscious thought so much as just being overwhelmed that has him crying and whispering;]

Please, please. Please...please...

[A barely coherent mantra that even he's not sure what he's asking. For this to end, for the man to fuck him, for this to be a nightmare, maybe even just to die, he feels so overwhelmed and overstimulated not existing might be the only relief from it.]

All you have to do is say it. Unless you want to be like this for a few more hours.

[Either way is nice honestly. He's patient. Watching Rean is almost as nice as fucking him will be.]

I could go read a book.

[He needs to say it but he can't get the words out. Even the please is choking him, making his throat so tight he feels like he can't breathe.

He's certainly a pretty picture though, lost in pleasure so intense it's obviously painful, unending and more that frustrating, it's tormenting, really more like torture, constantly stimulating already over-stimulated nerves.

Really the man is just getting choked moans in response now, desperate but incoherent.]

Alright, then. You'll receive mercy when you do as you're told.

[He gets up, leaving a hologram to do the fingering in his place. He could just act on the obvious incoherency but it wouldn't do to let a whore get away with not following orders.

He'll go sit down instead, leaving Rean to be tortured indefinitely. He can wait.]

[The man gets two more ours of this show before whatever mental faculties Rean had remaining just break down and he's screaming himself hoarse. Countless not-quite orgasms, too much stimulation, his mind spiraling in shame and trauma topped on top of the trauma that landed him here in the first place.... He doesn't even have a single coherent thought left in his head to block out the need anymore.

At least while he's screaming he's managing words sometimes;]

Please! ...Please! Fuck me! Fuck me! LET ME COME! PLEASE!!

There we go.

[Totally relaxed, the man gets up from the chair, approaching Rean again with the hover screen in tow. He takes a moment to line up, then quickly and cruelly sheathes himself in Rean's ass. He turns off the orgasm block in the same moment.]

[It's the most intense orgasm he's had in his life. The way it hits him making him bite off all sound, all breath, he can't even moan or scream, he's just falling as forward as the hands let him, shuddering, tight around the man's cock as he experiences release, finally.

If he was already sensitive from the programming before, it's going to be worse in a moment, while his body's recovering from this, but right now he doesn't realize it, when he's already struggling to not pass out with the intensity of the experience.]

[The best part is the arousal programming hasn't been released either. He can get off now, but he can't actually cool down. He just has to endure it, as he's being roughly fucked.]

Now isn't this better?

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