Holiday to Hell part 9 - Patient 2

Author: jamestg
Title: Holiday to Hell part 9 - Patient 2
Date: 19 September 2013

Once the pain from the initial insertion subsided it started to feel really fucking good I even started to enjoy the sounds of men having sex playing loudly in my ears. I didn't know what to feel, I was horny and I wanted this machine fucking me but I felt so dirty at the same time. How can something so wrong feel so good? For some reason I was not thinking about a machine doing this to me I could only think about Samuel. It did not take long for the merciless rapist to make me cum but my arse was still hungry for more. I am not sure that I would still feel the same in 4 hours’ time.

My only knowledge of the passage of time would be the swelling of the rapist machine in my arse. Someone entered the room, I had been sweating buckets due to the temperature in the room, my struggles and my orgasms, this had given me a little movement in my restraints. They must have known it would happen as the person in the room tested and tightened each of my restraints until I could not move again then left. This bought some relief as the slight movement I had was pulling painfully on my clamped balls. Not long after the door closed and the invader grew. Now 25% does not sound much but it feels like a hell of a lot when it is ramming your rear and remember that’s 25% in width, length and speed. Whereas the machine was at quite a slow sexy rhythm it now felt like a horny teen getting the job of fucking all wrong and having no consideration for the object of his affection. Even this new pain could not put me off my desperate and seemingly never-ending need for Samuel, I mean the machine to fill me, to fuck me, to love me. Christ what are these thoughts, I love women, I fuck women but I want my arse filled and I want it filled by Samuel.

I was ripped out of these thoughts by the machine expanding again and my cock pulsed in reaction shooting another load of cum. I screamed and struggled as much as I could but there was no movement only pain as the invader tore me in half. At least that is how it felt yet I wanted more and once I got used to the size I was trying to push back onto it for another almighty load. This was different though, the feeling, like when I have finished with a girl and just want to get out of there. I wasn't horny and I didn't need to cum again yet still the fucking continued until I felt something at my cock and an alarm sounded. The machine slowed to a stop with the dildo in my arse and people entered the room. One of them felt my cock and said it was starting to soften. The drugs must be leaving my system, I was nearly free! I tried to say I was feeling better but all that came out was a muffled nonsense. “Not soft enough” Grant said “we had better complete the treatment”. No, I am cured, I am not horny, I don’t need to finish. My muffled cries were not heard, the door closed and the now very unwelcome dildo moved out of my arse to ram back into me for over an hour. I knew that I was on the home straight when the non stop cock grew to its full size and pounded me like a jack hammer but I was out of it by then, conscious but numb to what was happening.

Eventually the machine stopped but I was still semi hard from the last of the drugs in my system. The doctors returned, withdrew the dildo from my sore arse and fondled my cock and balls. Comments were mixed as to the success and they spoke of the pros and cons as they undid my restraints cuffing my hands and legs before lifting me off the bench. I was not really aware of what was going on but something they said caught my attention. “Let’s get patient 2 ready, show him”. My blindfold and gag were removed so I could see Samuel with his cock trying to get hard in its small metal prison of a chastity device and his pained face covered in cum. He was being locked to the bench that I had just been strapped to for the last 4 hours. His eyes were fixed on me with rage up until they put my blindfold on him along with my saliva covered ball gag and strapped his head down. “You might as well put patient 1 in patient 2’s place. It will save you having to do 2 trips downstairs.” I was dragged underneath the bench and fastened to the floor by steel strips at my wrists and ankles in a spread eagle and then a steel strip went over my neck and a funnel gag put on me. “It is lunchtime” said Grant as a protein shake was poured into the funnel. “We will be back after lunch to start patient 2’s treatment. I will leave my doctors in charge of that treatment. Don’t forget to remove 2’s cage.” Even in my exhausted state I knew what the shake would contain and I tried blocking the gag with my tongue. Sadly I couldn't block it forever and every now and then I would need to adjust my tongue letting some of the shake into my mouth. It was only a matter of time before the funnel was empty and it would only be a matter of time before my cock would betray me again. As I lay there staring up at Samuel’s caged cock, the cock that a few hours ago I craved but now was disgusted by it, I saw it twitch a bit before a steady stream of piss was released straight into the funnel holding my mouth open. I gulped, I tried blocking but when I did the funnel overflowed sending piss all over my face, I could only swallow. When the doctors returned all they could see was me covered in piss and with a hardening cock. One of them said how I must have enjoyed piss and got turned on and how I was still sick. Another said as I enjoyed it and they should leave the gag in as I will enjoy the next bit. They unlocked Samuel’s cock and struggled to remove it from the tight chastity cage before transferring it to me. They then left the room and the machine that had been raping me pushed its way into Samuel’s virgin arse causing a moan of pleasure and the first of many shots of cum to hit the funnel and slide into my mouth.