r/u_covetableServitude

The following is a work of fiction. All parties depicted are 18 years of age or older.

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My eyes fluttered open with heaviness when I regained consciousness. I didn't know how long it had been. I hardly remembered any detail before I drifted off... except the overwhelming pleasure that has now left me, leaving me feeling hollow.

Most of my body felt numb, I could only stare at the ceiling mirror. I saw myself lying with my limbs spread, my stomach and chest still stained. As I regained sensation, I felt stinging on my right ass cheek. Feeling it with my hand, it was tender. I positioned myself to see why in the mirror above me. It appeared that they had decided to tattoo my name on my ass.

"B99"

I didn't know why, but I guess the... staff? The staff here all also had their name tattooed on their body.

My door clicked open, and three men walked in. I only recognized F08, who walked behind the other two. The guy in front was almost as muscular T51, only a bit shorter. He still easily dwarfed me, though. He flashed a friendly smile as I saw him, which contrasted with his buzz-cut hair and scars on his chest and face, giving me the impression of a war veteran. T33 was tattooed on his chest.

Behind T33 was guy with dark skin and a bulky and muscular physique similar to F08. Unlike F08, who often wore a deadpan expression, this man seemed to share the same enthusiasm as T33. F10 was tattooed on his chest. With him, I can see he carries a large bag in his right hand.

"Hey, champ!" T33 greeted. It was then that I realised that T51's routine and morning greeting were the only things keeping track of time for me in this windowless room.

"What? How.... how long was I out?"

"Oh, that's not important," T33 dismissed. "What's important is that you passed your first phase! Congrats!" He put up a double thumbs up. Meanwhile, F10 and F08 set aside the bag on top of a table and pulled out a bunch of equipment which made me worry.

"Anyway, today and for the next few days is the reconstruction phase." T33 continues. "We will remake your physical body. We're also going to remake your mind to better serve the purpose of an Atlaslave product, but that will be with the other guys after us.

" Now, the entire process should feel easier and less painful than your previous phase, but you'll have less time to rest. Expect some more fatigue in the coming days, so be prepared!"

It's hard to be prepared when I didn't know what's going to happen, but T33 didn't elaborate further. The next thing I knew, F08 and F10 yanked my arms to the edge of the bed and restrained it.

My mind was sluggish and didn't respond to what was happening. Before I knew it, my legs were also tied to the edge of the bed, leaving me spread eagle.

"I believe T51 has already done some minor modifications." T33 put a lubbed finger to my hole as he said this, making me flinch. "Now we're just going to finish it up with the rest of the required medifications."

F10 passed T33... something. It looked like beads linked together to form a long chain that ends with a handle. It didn't register to me what it could be, but a few seconds later, my question was answered as T33 started inserting it into me.

"Don't resist, just feel it." The individual bead looked small from where I saw it, but as it pushes into my sphincter, I can feel it stretching for a split second before my hole swallows it. This sensation repeated for every bead that T33 pushes into me. I don't fight back, of course. In fact, I think I'm now more receptive. With each bead inserted and the full feeling slowly returning to my anus, my prick grows warmer and bigger.

I was so focused on what was happening below me that I didn't notice that F10 and F08 were sticking some electrodes into my arms, legs, abs, chest, and balls. They stick with adhesive, not unlike an ECG, but it doesn't take doctor to know it served other purpose than recording your heart activity. I did fear that they were going to shock me or something. F08 finished it off by clasping a clip to both of my nipples. It hurts, but only a little.

T33 continued to push the beads inside. I started to wonder how long that thing was as it continued to push inward; I felt like it threatened to burst into my stomach. My fear is contrasted with the feelings on my body, welcoming each push like a whore.

not a whore, a toy

right

When the push stopped, I was already leaking. T33 stood up

"Just a brief tell on what we're going to do now. These anal beads will finish what T51 started, making sure your hole is always tight and making it more sensitive."

I wasn't sure what "sensitive" is supposed to mean but T33 continued before I manage to ask

"The clips on your nipples will also make you more receptive. The electrodes on your body will augment your musculature, so you don't have to worry about gym sessions anymore. and finally..."

F10 passes two other items to T33: a ring and a transparent cylinder with a long elastic tube on one end. T33 put the ring into my hardened cock. It felt... weird; I think it's making me harden a bit more. I knew where the cylinder meant to be moments before T33 covered my dick with it.

"you will mostly be used for your holes, of course. But some customers might want you to use your dick. So we oblige and ensure our customers get only the highest quality meat." T33 explained.

F08 and F10 were fiddling with a steel panel next to me as T33 was talking. These tools hooked to my body were all connected to the panel. I saw F08 flick a switch, and an overwhelming amount of stimulation took over me.

The electrical jolt from the electrodes was negligible except for the one attached to my balls, which made it feel heavy and a bit sore. The clips on my nipples feel like it was rubbing with differing tension. I didn't think I could be more aroused, but I was. The anal beads were intense. I could feel them deep within me, vibrating and seemingly pulsating. My limb spasms and moans escaped my mouth every time the vibration kicks up now and then. And the cylinder, it was sucking me. More than just a suction force, the walls of the cylinder moved in peristalsis and felt warm. With every suction, my hip automatically thrusts forward, and a more intense moan escaped me.

"This will take a while and will take several sessions," T33 explained while F08 and F10 took position behind my head.

"The process is very energy-intensive, so F08 and F10 will be here to constantly feed you while your body is reconstructed."

When T33 finished his explanation, I felt the familiarity of F08's grasp on my head. His hardened tip slides from my forehead up to my mouth. My jaw was slack open from the intense pleasure, so it was easy for him to put his beer can dick into me. His musk, the taste of his veiny meat, and the torrent of cum that I swallowed gulp by gulp was another pleasure that wormed its way to my crotch area.

It didn't take long until I came. As I did, my hip thrust even harder, like I was convulsing. With my head locked into deepthroating F08, I couldn't see it, but I could imagine the tube from the cylinder taking my cum away.

I trusted three times, then 4... 5... 6... I didn't stop. I couldn't stop. I was held orgasming for an unbelievable time. I moaned loudly in between F08's cumshot. My limbs thrashed and convulsed as my body never felt such intense ecstasy extend for such a long time.

F08's stream of cum ran out, and I lifted my head to see that I was still cumming. That's just impossible. I didn't know how long time had passed, but at least 5 minutes must've already passed.

Another pair of hands grasp my head. It's coarser, and as they tilt my head back, I see F10 is now holding me, with his prick now aimed at my mouth. I took him in. F10's sweaty musk is stronger, and his dick is only slightly girthier than F08, but the size difference feels significant in my mouth. Unlike F08, F10 took time to fuck my mouth first, thrusting wildly a few more times while moaning loudly before he came inside my mouth.

While F08 cums like a steady stream, F10 cums violently like a hose. His cum splattered and painted every inch of my mouth and throat. The taste was stronger and saltier, with a stronger fruity scent. My entire body spasmed in response, and I thrusted harder. I could feel beads of sweat starting to form on my worked body. It was harder to time my breathing, as F10 cumshots weren't as rhythmic as F08. I choked a few time, and some of his cum went out of my nose. But he doesn't seem to mind. It honestly looked like he just enjoys making me struggle.

When F10 finally lets go, I glanced again at my dick. No more cum manages to spurt out, but inside the cylinder, my cock still throbs in violent orgasm. Again, a pair of hands pull my head back; F08 has tagged in to replace F10 to feed me more cum.

I didn't know how long the treatment was. I lost any will to track time. I didn't remember how much F08 and F10 tagged in and out of my mouth. I honestly expected my stomach to be bloated with their cum, but it wasn't. I guess this whole thing "process" really takes a lot.

When the machinery stopped, my body flopped limply to the bed. I stared emptily ahead, not registering the reflection on the ceiling mirror. F08 and F10 took off the clips and electrode. When T33 took off the cylinder, I felt my dick fall heavily to my stomach. It felt a bit tender, but I saw that it is unwounded. T33 took his time in taking off the anal beads, which I am grateful for, as every bead exiting me felt painful enough to elicit tears.

After the contraptions were off of me, F08 undone my restraints, and I could feel the soreness of my wrist and ankle from my earlier struggle. I took a few seconds to recollect myself and found that I felt empty. As fucked up as it is, I wanted to feel something. Even being violated?

I shook my head at that thought, and T33 seemed to notice.

"it might be easier if you just fully give yourself to it," he says as he tidied up the contraptions into the bag they came from. F08 and F10 went and exited ahead, while T33 continued.

"you're not going to have time to rest yet, I'm afraid. Your mind reconstruction is right up next."

As T33 heads for the door, the door opens to a group of men. They nodded to T33 and entered after he left. Six men now stood in front of me. They brought with them another bag and a giant foldable round table. I was still under the haze from the prolonged orgasm. It's hard to focus, but I saw that all of them had a T-number tattoo.

One of them spoke up, I focused on seeing the designation, T65.

"Had fun?" he jest. The men had set down the table and are now encircling me. If I didn't know the situation any better, I would think I was in a bodybuilding competition match with how buff these men were. Or a literal dick-measuring contest, noting how endowed all of they were. One of the men opened the bag, and out from it were animal masks.

"you will need your full concentration for this one. So you don't have to waste time remembering our names, we'll just use these." T65 explained while doning a tiger mask.

All of them wore their masks, one of tiger, elephant, rooster, gorilla, wolf, and eagle. With their expressions covered, they felt more intimidating.

"Get on the table, please," the one with the elephant mask said. I did so, noting I would certainly have no chance fighting against six massive bodybuilders. As I clumsily lifted myself to the table, the men handled me so that I lay on my chest with my arms and legs spread. I flinched as restraints were used back to my still-sore wrists and ankles. I looked forward, facing an erect cock right in front of me, I looked up to see the owner wearing the rooster mask.

"Now, we're going to fuck you in the mouth and then in the ass," he said bluntly.

"you should concentrate on how it feels. The shape, size, structure, taste, and smell of our cocks. The taste, smell, and viscosity of our cum."

I didn't fully register what Rooster-mask said, only concentrating at his dick which is now pressed against my lips.

"Now, this is Rooster." His cock entered me. He wasn't as big as anyone that raped me so far, but it still filled my mouth to full. He thrustsed in and out as I resign myself to being his toy.

"Hey! Don't just do nothing, use your tongue! How are you going to tell anything about my cock if you just do nothing!"

His reprimand startled me, but I did as he said, using my tongue to feel his rod as he continued his thrusting. His member wasn't very veiny, it was straight and, I guess a bit musky. I didn't understand what he wanted me-

Before I finished my thought, Rooster came. He placed his cock head at the tip of my tongue so his cum flowed slowly upon my tongue to my throat. It was a different taste from F08 for sure, frutier. It's hard to tell since he doesn't cum as much.

I noticed that Rooster was still hard after he left my mouth. Sure enough, he walked behind me. With my saliva as lube, he thrusted his member in slowly. It doesn't matter that he was smaller; my hole was forever tight, and it hurts. I let out a scream, which was met with a slap in the ass.

"focus. You need to concentrate on my cock." Rooster commanded, but I ignored him. The pain was intense. It was only when he was all inside me that I could tell something was different. It was like there were more sensory nerves inside my anus. While Rooster started moving in and out of me, I could feel the detail and architecture of his cock. As he moves faster, a familiar sense of pleasure started accompanying the pain. Despite being emptied from my torment with T33, I came. As I did, I could feel Rooster's member pulsate. Each throb splattered warm cum, with which Rooster painted my anus with. I could feel the viscous flow as it slides deeper into me.

The other five men then took turns following Rooster's assault. First was Tiger, bigger than Rooster and slightly bent to the right. I felt the prominent vein on top of it with my tongue. His cum was fishy and saltier. I came again after he fucked me in the ass, splattering his more watery cum inside me. Next was Wolf, then Eagle, then Elephant. When Elephant had my ass, it was already too much. There was a haze on my mind, and I couldn't concentrate anymore. I could already feel my memory of Rooster slipping away.

After the six men left their mark twice on me each, I thought that was it. I realised I was wrong when Elephant started reaching for the bag again, retrieving a black blindfold. Elephant tied the blindfold tightly to my head until I felt it push my eyeballs in.

"Now..." one of the men spoke, but I couldn't tell who. "This time, two of us will fuck you from both holes at random. To pass this phase, you simply have to identify them."

That's why they want me to "feel" their cocks and cum? so I can "get to know" them?

"How- but- I can't-" Before I could protest, I was spun. I guess that was the purpose of the table. When I stopped spinning, two cocks immediately barged entry to my mouth and ass. I fell into even further despair. After all the things I went through, being used by two men at once brought me a new feeling of shame that eclipsed the pain from the violent thrusting I was receiving from both of my holes.

I nearly forgot what I was supposed to do. I try to concentrate, to remember what I can from the previous individual rape session. But I can't. My head is foggy, and I don't even know how I'm supposed to concentrate on both of my holes at once. The two men came at the same time, and I also failed to identify anything from the cum flowing inside me.

"State your answer. Who was at your mouth, and who was at your ass." a voice rang out. I didn't know the answer, I simply croaked two random names

"m-mouth... was Rooster. And... and ass was Wolf."

There was silence and then a sigh.

"No... that is incorrect. We'll try again," and then the table spins again. When it stopped, my holes were again assaulted with two different rods.

This time, I steeled myself from the beginning, determined to be correct, if only to release myself from this torment. But even when I tried as hard as I can, I couldn't tell who this is. The girth in my mouth was unlikely to be Rooster, it's very veiny... maybe Eagle? Is it crooked? It's hard to tell. Especially when another cock is ramming into my ass. The one raping my anus is bigger, and he thrusts deeper. Maybe Elephant?

As I tried to play detective with the cocks inside me, they came. I try to analyse the liquid pouring into my mouth, sweet and fruity. Oh, maybe Rooster? I was so focused on tasting the cum on my tongue that I didn't register anything from the liquid that sprayed into my anus.

"State your answer." Another voice rang out.

"uhmm... Eagle... and Elephant. Eagle was in my mouth, and Elephant was in my ass."

Another silence. And then, another sigh

"No..."

I braced myself to be spun once more, but instead, they took off my blindfold.

Eagle was speaking. "mouth and ass respectively; it was Tiger and Eagle, and then Rooster and Gorilla."

Wolf continued from Eagle. "This is your first session. We don't expect you to pass right away, but it is disheartening that you didn't even get one correct."

My restraints were undone, and I jumped off the table as the other men tidied up. I looked down as I felt a bit dejected at Wolf's statement. But why?

They all took off their mask as they left. The man who was Elephant left behind

"You'll have a little bit of free time before dinner. After that is your mandatory porn watch and then bedtime." Elephant relayed before stepping towards me. I reflexively step back at the approach of the towering figure.

"And in the next session, wrong answers will have consequences. So concentrate." With that, Elephant left with the door locked behind him.