The secret program - Part 4

Author: aliasricky
Title: The secret program - Part 4
Date: 31 March 2018

Before I fully laid down the caretaker pulled a white plastic scrub shirt over my head and town my body. It felt so nice and smooth on my fully hairless body. I settled down on the table.
A surgical cap was placed on my head. While one caretaker lifted up the plastic scrub shirt and placed ECG electrodes on my chest and pulled the electrode wires through the neck of the shirt, the other one inserted a jaw clamp in my mouth before he placed a breathing mask over my mouth and nose and strapped it tight. The now familiar ECG sound and my breathing in the mask relaxed me.

There was clearly an opening in my pants, as I felt he seal was removed form the anal plug and an injector was inserted, locked into place and several wires and tubes connected. These exited the pants through a tight hole right inline with the plug

Again I was strapped down with two straps over my torso, two securing each arm and three straps holding each leg down. I tried to struggle against them, but I was fixed down tight.
I felt a sting in my arm. An IV was inserted and fixed with an IV support frame strapped around my arm.

The raised the back of the table up slightly so I could see what happened around me. My legs were spread out with space in between them.

Two doctors came in dressed in surgical scrubs, but with a yellow plastic protective gown over it. I thought to myself, what they are going to do to me, it is obviously going to be messy.
“He is ready”, Said one of the caretakers to the doctors.

The doctor started to explain to me the steps. “We will start inserting the two catheters. The cum catheter is the most difficult to get into place and we will have to provoke an ejaculation to get it in.”
“after that we will reposition you and install the locking ring In your anus. For this we will put you under partial narcosis. At the end of the procedure we induce a coma to let the tissue heal.”

“Are you ready?”, the doctor asked. I nodded. The doctor instructed to caretakers to inject the sedative in the IV. Soon I felt my body relax and felt a loss of control over my body.

From this point I lost all track of time. Although conscious for most of the time, it felt like a dream. It turned out that I was kept in a semi-conscious state with occasionally waking me up more for some critical tests. I do remember everything that was done to me, but instead of pain it was was a constant state of sexual pleasure with occasional highlights.

The doctor started with opening a hole in the plastic pants I was wearing and pulling my hard cock through it. He then put a support frame around it, consisting of a plastic base ring and two metal on each side supporting a top piece which was strapped to the top end of the penis. This device will help to support the double catheter. I will have to wear it most of the time.

He then injected lubrication deep into the urethra with a syringe with long flexible hose. The feeling of the cool gel being injected was very pleasant. He then picked up the double catheter. It looks like a normal foley catheter, but this one has two tubes and heads. One tube was clearly shorter than the other. He inserted a scope like device in the shorter tube. He now can control the direction of that one. He lubed up the tubes and started to push them into the urethra. It was a tight fit with both tubes being quite large.
He pushed it in half way. I could feel the pressure when the longest tube passed the prostate. He then stopped and instructed one of the caretakers to start the stimulation. Not soon after I felt a liquid being injected through the anal nozzle. My body reacted immediately. My heart rate jumped up, I started panting in my mask and bit on the jaw clamp. I could feel the doctor manipulating the direction of the second tube, Just when my body started to convulse and I felt a stream of cum flowing though my penis, the doctor pushed the remainder part of the catheters further in. One part I felt entering the bladder, while the other I felt going in another direction, stimulating the prostate.
I was pumping out cum both though past and through the newly inserted cum catheter and sprayed it all over the doctors apron. Now I understood why he had that yellow plastic gown over his surgical scrubs and had full face protection. I was still convulsing a minute later, when one of the caretakers injected another anaesthetic into my IV and I slowly drifted away still enjoying my orgasm.

It was now time to turn to the anal locking ring. Before I was strapped to the surgical table, the doctor showed me the device and explained me the working.
The unit consists of a metal inner ring and an outer ring. The two parts will be pulled together trapping my sphincter muscles in between.
The inner part was very rounded and shaped to my anatomy. The outer ring is more flat with a main opening in the middle of about 30mm diameter, a more rectangular shaped hole below (for sensor cables) and a second round hole (for flushing water).

The diameter of the part to be inserted in my anus looked impressive at around 45 mm.

The inner and outer ring edges are arranged with pins that will dig into the sphincter muscle, meeting each other allowing the two part to be connected firmly with screws.
Although reversible, this modification to my body requires a long recuperation time, with me put in a semi-conscious state. The unit is intended to stay in position for the remainder of the program, which can last several years.

Although the idea that the locking ring is mounted on my body, in my flesh, is somewhat horrifying me, at the same time it creates a curiousness, which makes me want to undergo the procedure. I have turned over my body to the program and I have to accept that. And in my mind it will make me into a cyborg…something that always interested me.

Both the locking ring and the catheters are body alterations to control my bodily functions. The doctors will have full control and I will have to rely on them. They control my body.

The installation of the locking ring is a tough procedure and therefore I was kept at a higher level of sedation. It was partly conscious and only feeling something being done to my body, but without any pain. At the end I heard the doctor tell the caretakers that the procedure was done and that they can prepare me for the recovery period.

I was left to recover for three weeks, drifting in and out a coma, being woken up partly on occasions, getting a brief blurry look of the caretaker in his protective scrubs and feeling his gloves hands on my body.

At one point I felt something was being done to my body, my crotch area. I was still to drowsy to realize what was happening. It turned out that They were preparing me for the first milking. I would become very familiar with the procedure.
It meant strapping me tight to the table with straps over my chest, lower abdomen, thighs, above the knee and two below the knee, I was completely immobilised. They also fitting jaw clamps under my breathing mask, Inserting an injection nozzle in the now healed locking ring and fit the milker tube over my penis and connect the caths to the drain tubes in the milker.

They had reduced the anaesthetic and was slowly waking up. The milker stroking the penis was becoming slowly noticeable. I heard my breathing in the mask, the heart beats from the ECG machine on the background. A tingling sensation went through my whole body as I felt that familiar flow sensation in my ass, indicating the injection of the fluid that makes me cum. And like clockwork I spasmed and felt cum being sucked away. At the same time I noticed a caretaker dresses in plastic hazmat suit as beside the table stroking my body with his gloved hand.
The milker slowed down and I slipped somewhat back into my comatose state, but not for long as the milker began to ramp up again for the next release. This went on for six times as far as I can remember, before the milker finally stopped and I fell asleep, feeling extremely relaxed and just before I closed my eyes, thinking this internment is going to be interesting....

The next morning I woke up fully in a recovery bed

“How do you feel?”, the doctor asked, while removing my breathing mask. Good, I replied and asked how long I was out. “Four weeks”, the doctor replied. “Remember anything?”. “I have some nice vague memories of the caretakers”, I replied with a smile. “ Good, that was the intention”. “And the milking last night, how did that feel?. Did you like it?”, I nodded. “You came seven times, you can probably only remember six times, but as soon as we turned on the milker you shot a load before we could even inject the testosterone. But that is no surprise after 4 weeks of abstinence”
“The catheters are not too uncomfortable?”, he continued. I nodded again. I did feel them but it was more a nice sensation, with the cath heads and attached tubes being moved by the plastic pants. With each twitch.

“The locking ring you will have to get used to, it is the first time we installed something like this.” I nodded again drawing my attention to it. Again, it did not feel painful. The presence adds to the special feeling I had. A weird sense of calm, excitement and anticipation.

“You are not regretting taking part in the program then”, he finally asked. “No, sir. Definitely not”, I replied.
He then continued to explain the rest of the procedure of the day and at the same time explaining my new daily routine for my time being here.