How apropos, you just came from Ms. Tia’s Chastity Hospital, only to arrive here at this moment in time,  to continue your delicious torment, enjoy!
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Broke and busted, and struggling to make ends meet, the light at the end of the tunnel is dim. You decide the best use of the few bucks you have left, is to drown your sorrows at the bar. Nursing your beer and feeling sorry for yourself.

“Hi there, is this seat taken?” The tall brunette with golden brown eyes , pulled you from your sullen state. Looking up at her sweet smile, she gestured to the seat next to you. Accepting her invitation, she slides onto the barstool, catching the bartender’s eye and blatantly flirting, “I’ll have a martini, three olives, and hun, make it filthy, for me” ending with a wicked smirk.

You don’t engage, feeling like a heel for not offering to buy her a drink, it sucked being broke. But to your delight, she is wound up and easily takes hold of the conversation. It flowed easily and she was as much fun as she was sexy. She captured your gaze over and over,  with those sultry eyes. A soft buzz in your head and loins tuned out the world, as you focused on her.

Her soft satin blouse was so inviting as the placket sweetly rippled lending a peek of the lace bra she wore. Her blouse was professionally tucked into her tight skirt. Every so often you’d get a whiff of lavender and musk; all you could think of was kissing her lips.

As expected, the conversation turns to you. She smiled and touched your arm when you told her of your recent graduation and subsequent,  challenging job search. Her eyes sparkled as she offered some encouragement and empathy of “having been there” herself.

Suddenly and sadly, it was over all too soon. She pays her tab, thanking you for the conversation.

Figures, as soon as she found out you were broke she’s gone.

You gulp down your last sip of beer. This magical hour went by so fast, she was captivating. You wanted  more. Another touch, another whiff of her perfume, how she shut the world off for you, if just for a moment. Yes, ached for more.

Surprising you, she leans in, (what is happening, right now?!) her two fingers expertly slide her business card into your hand, as her soft full lips, brush against your cheek on their way to your ear. Your cock twitched, began to swell, Fuk it’s been too long since you’ve been with someone, and a simple touch is ruining you. Come by sometime, I’d love to have your help. Maybe something to tide you over until you find that job!

Like a numbnuts, you’re frozen with your boner cementing you to your chair as you watch her apple bottom ass sashay away before you come to your senses and glance at the card.

We pay top dollar for your sperm sample! Join our scientific study and earn over a thousand a month! There’s limited room in our study so act fast! On the back is an address to FemTech in a city about 35 miles from here.

You respond the next day. Feeling like a weight lifted, is your luck turning?  You tried to quelch the fact you felt a bit freaked out. Who knew you’d get 1200 for some loads of cum? But the idea of going to a clinic and jerking off knowing “everyone who saw you walk in the room” KNOWS what you are doing?” Was daunting, yet erotic.

You’re in luck they have an opening  in a few hours. On your way while following the GPS,  something starts to seem off. The address, it’s not in a medical complex, not even in a typical business area, but off on the edge of town. The lots grew larger until the houses had long driveways and acreage. You almost turned around, as “the supposed clinic” was in a large grand Victorian on a hill.

But now your curiosity was even more piqued, and then the memory of that sexy brunette and a chance to see her again compelled you forward. reassuring yourself, you think  if your luck is turning around, won’t hurt to have that saucy Minx on standby, right?

Then a wave of doubt, again, as you walk up the desolate walk, no signs of life, heavily covered windows. If this was a clinic where are the employee cars? But once again, with the promise of adding to your bottom line, and emptying your balls,  you ignored your gut feeling, allowing the somewhat official-looking placard to calm some of your nerves.  

FemTech Ring Bell

Ringing the bell, you wait patiently. The door creaks open and the most incredibly beautiful woman smiles curiously at you.

Informing her of your appointment, she shows me in. You take a deep breath as you cross the threshold. Exhale, as you notice a more modern and professional-looking clinic.  although the remodeling was more modern, they cleverly utilized some of the architecture to give hints to the inhabitants and  f its grandeur past.

FemTech 18+

You are given a seat off to the side of the large room at a small, but comfortable desk with a laptop and instructions to electronically complete the forms. Nothing seems too unusual, a current health assessment and a history extending to close relatives.

Just as you arrive at terms of service, getting to the nitty gritty of compensation and what was expected of you, that sexy brunette, from the bar comes sweeping into the room

Pulling a chair over to sit next to you,  and with a huge smile, she treats you like a long-lost friend.
Your ability to focus, to read what was in front of you vanished.  Her steady gaze and friendly banter, just like at the bar, stole your concentration, and any self-preservation you might have left was gone.

“Go on, sign and I’ll give you a personal tour”!

Her knee brushed yours as she squeezed your bicep. her smile widened as she watched you sign, whisking the laptop away from you and quickly gave it to the receptionist with instructions to get him “set up” and when she was done, they could find you in suite F.

Before your tour, she glances at you and asks if you are ok as her gaze finds you flushed and sweating, You eek out a nod and a smile, not wanting to admit your burning desires. She pours something into a cup, from what appears to be a tea kettle, and encourages you to drink up. This will help calm your nerves, and prepare you for your donation, with assurances that all will be ok.

Escorting you through the facility proved to be revealing and erotic and just the beginning of your journey. The female assistants were scantily clad, cheerful, and attentive as they extolled the benefits of our program. I was eager to see how you performed, so  I guided you back to your suite, and let them know you were ready.

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I’m standing in my suite at the end of the tour with 2 female attendants. They are barely dressed and both fantastically shaped. Full breasts smooth hips and long legs. The sight of them making my already swelling dick throb like I have never felt. What was in that drink? She said it was an amalgamation of ingredients they had been working on at the clinic for some time. It was part of the research project. It was vitamins and some other blend of block chain ammino acids nutritional something or other, blah blah blah. My mind was off somewhere else feeling incredibly turned on and wondering why it was coming on so strong.

Ever since that drink, the urge to get off had been seriously ramping up. It was in the atmosphere of this place too. As soon as we enter from the lobby into the clinic, the sexual energy was immediately palpable. It was in the air. The sounds,  the sights. It was the scent of female sex charged pheromones. It was the white noise that I couldn’t make out, but seem to speak to my subconscious in whispered female voices, moans and enticements luring me in.

It was the displays of sensual and erotic porn playing here and of kinky fetishes playing over there. Items of eroticism were everywhere. And then there were the assistants. They were all women, and all unbelievably stunning.

Dressed to tease and just dripping with I “Want” fuck your brains out attitude, as we passed by. A hand rubbing across the front of my pants to give a quick squeeze of my ever-present and growing hardon, while whispering a welcome to FemTech in my ear. I was sure I was going to cum in my pants if the next one’s grasp lingered with an extra rub.

“I want to introduce you to Crystal and Coral, she said.” They have been assigned as your personal team members. They will be helping you while you are here, and I will leave you in their capable hands. Ladies, please prepare our guest for his first contribution to our study. I have him scheduled to donate in 1 hour, so hurry along”

As she exited the room, the door to my small but comfortably appointed suite swung closed with the engaging sound of an electronically activated lock. Did I hear that right? The fleeting thought was chased away by the approach of both these gorgeous women. Their soft  hands placed gently on me as they began to undress me.

You won’t be needing these while you are here. You won’t be jerking off into a cup.

I can’t believe what I am hearing. Judging by all I have seen and been told so far; I now think I am about to be helped along by a hand job, at least by these beauties. My head swims, as any trepidation of being disrobed fades into oblivion.

They are efficient at stripping me down. I don’t resist, nor do I resist when they lead me to the shower in my suite to give me a hands-on shower and complete shaving bare of my aching privates. Which is explained away as necessary for the sanitary nature of the research.

I am too fucking turned on now to care. It looks and feels like my balls have grown huge. So desperate for release I am, that I simply obey every instruction. Until I became concerned, when I was given only a pair of slippers, as by intercom it was announced, I was ready to be escorted to the milking room. And as the door unlocks, I am led out into the common area, and paraded naked and vulnerable, with my bare hardness bobbing along in front of all those beautiful women, with their power over me now bestowed upon them by my humiliation. The Milking ROOM?

Arriving at a doorway a passcode is entered in a keypad and the door unlocks. I am passed off to yet another drop-dead sexy woman with an aura of pure power about her “Thank you, ladies. I’ll page you when he is done and ready to be retired to his suite for recovery.” I am now seriously wondering what the hell have I got myself into, but I am so aroused and cum dumb at this point I allow this new woman to lead me into a medical laboratory. Along one wall are 4 elaborate-looking exam tables, complete with stirrups and what I do not notice, restraints. She leads me to the one at the end and says “Hop up here darling and get comfortable.

You are going to enjoy this. I promise.” As if on cue two more women arrive at either side. I am fitted with a virtual reality headset, before they position my heels up in the stirrups my legs wide open, and then restrain my wrist down by my sides. As a vision of a completely nude Goddess appears to straddle me and sinks down, I feel a sleeve vacuum down over my raging erection. I ejaculate almost immediately, I cannot say I had an orgasm, the feeling was different, strange.

“What a nice load darling that’s a good start but you are not done yet. We’ll need every drop today. And this will help with extraction. The scene changes to a woman wearing a strap-on approach and I feel something being slipped into my ass to massage my prostate. To my amazement, I am still hard and horny as fuck. I can feel cum continue to be milked out of my relentless and unsatisfied erection.

After I don’t know how long, the headset faded and a tropical beach scene with soft waves lapping the shore replaced the erotic images. I felt the bed buzz and tilted, stirrups straightened out and set  me to a strapped/standing position. I smelled her first, the lavender and musk essence drifted into my senses, and my already spinning head, and dick sparked with arousal. Unreal, how they emptied my balls so much yet my cock barely softened and responded instantly. Soft breasts briefly pressed against my chest, as the headset was lifted and she came into view. Looking over her shoulder she instructed the attendant. “I like this one’s output, I’m going to take this one on myself, let Gretta know, to make the appropriate adjustments.

I turn to the sweating panting and erect newest member. I smile sweetly into his tired eyes, licking my lips at this juicy recruit, as my fingers softly stroke his swollen balls.

“It usually takes newbies a few days for our nutritional supplement to show results, I’m impressed! That’s why I’m taking you on as my project”

My smiling eyes and lips relax, but my fingers do not, and grasp his package, inspecting and teasing, pulling off the collection tube.

“I see the questions in your tired eyes, let me fill you in before your evening rest. You’ll need to recuperate each night, and you’ll have a half day off once a week for yourself.”

What?! Your head screamed

Oh, why the distress,  there seems to be some confusion. Yes, your application was approved for a lower amount in compensation, held in trust, with interest, for the duration of your service. Think of us like the military and we are commanders of all your little swimmers for a spell!

Poor thing, didn’t you read the contract? No worries, there’s a printed version in your suite, when you get back you’ll have plenty of time to read it thoroughly. It’s all spelled out. You are committed to me, to US, to FemTech for ten years, we provide room and board, meals full medical, and the best part, your bulging bank account.

Oh don’t pout,  I’m so impressed and I think you are going to be a superstar! So I’ll talk with the board to give you the max, 1200 a month, that should cheer you up.

Oh, look at that frown. tsk tsk,  you looked so much sexier when you smiled at me back at the bar when we met. Doesn’t this solve all your problems? You should be thanking me!

I’ve taken you on as a personal project.

You’ll be the envy of all the other members. You did so well,  I think we can get these balls to produce, um. Say a gallon a a week from these puppies!

I smile into your eyes again as I accentuate my words by tugging on growing swollen balls, my fingers slide up your swollen member, “Let’s get the last few drops, like all of your offerings from now on, I’ll be expressing them manually by my hand.”

I flip a switch and the anal probe begins to whirl, my sweet smile turns cruel as it spreads across my lips.  I see your eyes roll back and a deep guttural moan escapes from your lips.

leaning in, pressing my curves against you, whispering in your ear… 

 

“Not all dungeons are dark and damp with stone walls and echos of the past ringing in the drafty halls, sometimes it is the house just next door.”

Oh, My Dear Tormented Dears your journey is not over! Submit and Obey and Join the sexy Ms. Rachel I think she’s looking for a comfy seat.! Yummy! 

 
A Special thanks to my pet, hands, for lending his brilliance to this thrilling tale’s “guys” side, and so much more!