FT (VS)-1

Later that morning, after suitable refreshments and other delicacies (in the form of able and willing BoyToys (or not so willing) were made available to members of the audience, the doctor continued his presentation.

"Gentlemen, I am glad to see that you have enjoyed your break." He waited patiently while a few gentlemen were still pulling on some articles of clothing.

"I would now like to introduce to you a revolution in BoyToys. In the holo-image here you can see resting quietly and serenely is an example of young teen pulchritude. This boy, FT-VS-1, which stands for forced torture with variable scenario, has been specifically recruited. This boy has been selected because of his former pampered home life and total lack of life problems. He is the epitome of boy innocence. Nothing 'bad' has ever happened to him in his entire 14 years of existence. Until now. Or at least it is about to happen."

The audience almost as one snickered to themselves.

In the holo-image could be seen a very typical small teen, about 14 years of age, although small and slender for his age at 5' 2" in height, and about 95 pounds. Slender but with a good hint of future musculature. The boy seemed to be of Chinese ancestry with sultry brown eyes in a face all the girls would sigh over. (And some boys). His darker skin was totally unblemished. His slim penis strangely stuck outward to a very hard 5 ½ inches, but his nearly hairless testicles, indicated that the boy had been barely started through puberty. His testicles, showing as a pouch attached to the underside of his penis, were small egg sized in a wrinkled pouch. The boy just sleeping there, however, was definitely NOT the same boy that had been kidnapped 6 months earlier. Many changes had taken place although outwardly almost none of them were manifest. One of which was the fact, when and if given the proper medication, he was capable of an extremely intense and lengthy orgasm of his own.

Allowing the audience to take a few minutes to admire the next BoyToy to be introduced, Dr. Dogood was awash with anticipation not only as he thought about what was soon happen to this boy, but also with the knowledge that he will be privileged to participate in the boy's very first torture and rape.

"As you can see gentleman, outwardly this would seem like your not quite typical 14 year old boy. Not so typical I mean in regard to his slightly smaller stature and of course his stunningly cute looks. But in fact this boy was acquired almost 6 months ago and has undergone extensive physical modifications. And because of the newest in gene-splice therapy, implants, and drug regimen, he will NEVER look substantially different 50 years from now. And one further item that places this particular BoyToy unit apart, his future memory is now totally controllable."

The doctor picked up a small vial. "One small injection of this drug, and his altered brain chemistry will ABSOLUTELY AND TOTALLY forget every detail of his existence since he had been first abducted. Therefore, we control his entire existence. After any and every injection, he will revert back to the exact moment we sedated him at his moment of capture. And by the way he will have no memory of that episode either. His last memory will have been of falling asleep while watching a holo-movie, awaiting the return of his parents and family. Parents and family that he will never again see."

There was a first question. "Then do I understand that when he awakens it will be the very first moment that he realizes that anything is amiss?"

"Exactly! And just think of the possibilities! Imagine! We can have this boy start any scenario we want, including his very kidnapping if we wish, and then, after an injection, be able to restart a totally new scenario. The boy will never know the difference."

Another member of the audience spoke up. "You mean we can say rape and torture this kid, so long as we don't inflict any permanent injury, and then do it for the 'first' time all over again next week?"

"Yes! Beautiful right?"

A loud murmur went through those present as the untold possibilities were understood.

"Thus we can rape the boy today for the first time in his experience and then rape him again tomorrow and have it still be his first experience!"

"Doctor, you said he had been extensively modified over a six-month period. This just for the brain chemistry change?"

"Definitely not. All kinds of enhancements have been made so that this boy can withstand any oral or rectal rape, and up to class four torture repeatedly, with no irreparable damage or even notable change! And even more, his recovery time will be less than two days, where in the past, both forcible rape and also class four torture would require sometimes as much as two to three weeks and then there could still be some permanent damage."

"Doctor, I find it hard to believe that after say several hours of such painful torture, even if just class four, that this boy will be unchanged."

It needs to be noted here that class one through three torture involves only the skin, and musculature. Class four can also involve limited electro-torture.

"Please let me explain. All of the following aspects of the boy's physiognomy has been enhanced. His skin, musculature, and even tendons and ligaments have been severely upgraded so that even after light whipping, caning, severe paddling, beating with light to moderate belts, hot wax, and even if they leave lacerations, all this the boy's body, with our advanced treatment facility, will be repaired within 40 hours. Also, thin myofilaments have been stretched all along his skeletal structure. This along with the usual bone strengthening techniques will allow this boy to be hung by either hands or feet, or both indefinitely without harm. Of course there will still be the requisite pain involved."

"But doctor, I have recently read that the psychological trauma of even extended class four torture invariable changes a person's brain pathways and gradually results in serious emotional trauma. This surely will adversely change this boy for our continued use."

The doctor had been anticipating just this question. "I am glad that you have pointed this out, and congratulations for being at the forefront of this topic. I should also point out that forcible male rape also affects heterosexuals and homosexuals in vastly different psychological ways. There is an even greater differentiation from severely submissive personalities and also those who are natural masochists. We have been able to guarantee that this boy will remain adversely unaffected for three reasons. First, we took this boy for more than his good looks and innocent life. He is totally homosexual and even has shown definite brainwave patterns of the submissive even if undeveloped psychologically. Also there is the matter of pain endurance and tolerance. In this boy it is very high. Then there is a third factor. We have actually implanted a 'safety valve' so to speak within the boy's neural system. What this does is monitor the boy's total mental response to any torture and pain. If it is judged to be getting too high, it will automatically modify the transmission and the boy will actually not feel the total force of the pain involved."

"So doctor you got a masochist who likes pain and . . ."

The doctor was a little peeved, and cut the off the remark. "No, we did not. For our purposes in fact we deliberately sought a boy that was not at all masochistic. The idea is for our clients to enjoy giving the boy pain -- pain that the boy most definitely does not want. However we have also enhanced the boy's ability to enjoy and maintain orgasm. After all the boy deserves some enjoyment for his enforced slavery. In fact we envision some scenarios in which the boy will even enjoy the entire episode in which he finds himself. Note that there are many clients out there who just want to have an enjoyable session of man-boy sex with a total novice. In fact some of these clients find it a challenge to make sure that the boy in questions even wants the episode repeated. In this regard, although not able to produce sperm, this boy's orgasms will be extremely intense and so quickly repeating, that they will seem nearly continuous. We have also increased the boy's libido a full 340%. With proper stimulation, this boy's libido can reach between 0.50 and 0.57 on the Menchner scale. This will be one super horny teen!"

There was an additional murmur through the crowd. One man shouted out: "Hay, how about kidnapping me next time?"

Taking time for the laughter to subside, the doctor continued. I also want to point out to you this this boy's digestive system, kidneys, and immune system have been so improved, that he will also be able to be force fed both urine and human feces with no detrimental effect. Except for his experiences that is."

A few deep throated snickers could be heard.

Finally another member of the audience asked: "You have shown us this boy on holo. Will we see him in person?"

"I have a real surprise for you all. We intend to carry out a three hour scenario with this very boy as soon as we can decide just what we want to do. And you will have the vote. See the materials provided."

Twenty minutes and some chaos later, it was finally decided. A scenario involving a simulated kidnapping, molestation, and then a brief but intense torture session will be conducted ending in a brutal episode of forcible rape.

The room in which the boy, Chen Yew was ensconced was an exact duplicate of the family room from which he was abducted in his hometown. But this time he will not be immediately sedated. The first time he was sedated without ever knowing anything was amiss. So as the scene unfolds, Chen, dressed in the exact clothes he had on 6 months prior, was sleeping on the easy chair in front of a holo-movie, again the exact one he was watching before. This time two men would approach the boy and as soon as they are seen, before the boy would be able to sound the alarm, one man is to grab and hold a hand over his mouth, while the other gives him an injection. But this time the drug, within 10 seconds or so, will render the boy incapable of voluntary motor activity yet allow him to fully understand what is happening. The shot would only last for about 15 minutes but that would be more than enough time to subjugate him.

The boy awoke and stretched. He felt like he'd been asleep forever. Hearing a noise looked at the Holland realized that his movie had almost finished. Only 20 minutes or so, he felt a bit puzzled since he REALLY thought it seemed a LOT longer. He was then wondering if his parents and younger brother were home yet. Ashe stood he heard a noise behind him and instantly panicked as two scary men approached from the kitchen. He tried to run, and screamed as one of the men tackled him and grabbed his arms. He struggled pretty well for a small 80 pound boy but was no match for the 200 pound adult. As he started trying to yell for some one again the man wrapped his smelly handover his mouth. He tried to bite him but then the other guy, a smaller black man, grabbed his thin Armand stuck with a hypodermic. He tried to pull his arm away but he got some kind of shot and started feeling real lazy sort of. He felt good but suddenly he couldn't make his muscles work. He got real scared thinking he was going to die as he collapsed against the large smelly man.

The other guy spoke up: "Don't get too worried kid. We need you unharmed."

What the hell does someone need him for? This didn't make sense. He tried to talk but couldn't. It was so frustrating. The big guy picked him up easily and laid him on the large couch. He wasn't allowed to do that. He then though of his parents and hoped they potholes he could be rescued. The guys left and he tried to move again but couldn't. He heard them come back a minute later carrying a big crate easily three feet by there feet by three feet. Not only was the lid removed but undoing a few clasps, and the front and was pulled down on hinges. the boy saw that there was a weird kind of padded chair inside with padded arms. He got real scared when the big guy lifted him up and placed him in the chair. He saw that there were straps and tried to move so desperately. But nothing.

"Kid, we are sending you on a little trip in this crate. Now don't panic. You will not be harmed." "Not yet anyway," the man thought to himself.

The two men quickly strapped him into the chair with the wide belts and straps. The first went around his waist like seat belt and pulled snug but fortunately not too tight. Then next one over his chest. Then his ankles were strapped to the bottom legs. Then even his upper knees were strapped in. The boy was strangely starting to make some mewing sounds in his throat. Finally his arms were finished.

The boy started to get quite a boner as he found himself strangely stimulated by being so trussed up. Then the front of the box was reattached and the boy realized that the top of the box just cleared the top of his head. By this time the boy suddenly realized that he was able to move just a little bit and gave out a low moan.

"Hay Dex, the boy's coming around," the black guy said. The big guy smiled and replied. "Good, I really like to see them struggle."

Suddenly the boy found he could speak and he started yelling. And pulling on the straps. Someone had to tear him. Please! "HELLLLLLLLLP! HELLLLLLLLP!" He struggled even more but the damn straps were impossible to budge. He was part crying and part yelling by now. "PLEEEEASE! Please let me go."

But the men just laughed. How come his parents weren't back yet? Then the smaller black guy tried to stuff something round into his mouth. He tried to shake his head but the guy had him by the hair and pushed down on the corners of his mouth and it hurt so much he opened up.

The mouth gag was then fastened behind his head. By this time the boy was mostly out of fight and was just whimpering.

The black guy spoke up: "Listen kid. See this radio? We have someone tracking your parents now. And they are still shopping. There's no hope for you kid. None at all. By the time they get home you will be long gone. And they will get left a note that you ran away from home. Because you were gay and you realized that they wouldn't want you any more."

The words really hit home. It was partly true. He did suspect he might be gay, and was REAL worried how his parents would react if it were true. But run away? He never really did think about that.

Then the big guy put this long tank into a corner of the box and then started pouring some yucky liquid onto his lap and allover. He cringed where it touched him. It mostly settled in the bottom of the crate. The boy looked up to see what else they were going to do when suddenly he felt a little warmth on his shoeless feet and something weird happen to his feet and legs. This foam was suddenly exploding upward! He was afraid that he'd drown in it. He started trying to yell through the gag and tried again to get loose, but the foam started to harden and suddenly he felt like he was being imprisoned inside a foam package. And he was! Fortunately the foam stopped just as it got to his chin. And soon he realized he could almost not move anything. The black guy then fitted some mask over his face like he'd seen in doctor shows. He then could feel air coming out of the small plastic mask over his face. Then he saw another jug being poured into the box. Quickly his entire head was encased in foam. He was now glad for the mask. But he could not hardly move at all. It was now when he really started crying. He could barely make out some dull ratcheting noises and then he could feel his box being lifted.

The box was carried just a short distance and replaced onto at small plate that started to move simulating like the box being put into truck. That was what the boy certainly believed. Then the gas in the air mix put him to sleep.

This was the end of kidnapping scenario.

The scene of the fake kidnapping had also been sent out via Internet to special customers. It had also been taped. In fact many of the scenes taped by BoyToy, Inc added fabulously to their corporate wealth.

The crate holding Chen Yew was transported to a different room filled with a huge round bed, mirrored walls, and various pieces of both statuary and painted art depicting ever more graphic scenes of man-boy sex. And even some depicting some cruel torture. Looking at a few of the more graphic works, one could almost hear the screams of the boy being utilized for another's pleasure. Totally encircling this room, though behind the newest in filtered sight systems, will be the general audience. With the advanced technology, the audience will notice almost no perceptible barrier, yet those in the room will feel isolated, with no sight or sound encroaching their own little world.

Inside the crate Chen's tears finally stopped but he was so scared about what was to happen to him that he could barely breathe normally. He felt himself suddenly getting pretty sleepy and realized that perhaps there was another drug in the very air he was breathing.

Although he had no idea of how long his transport took, Chen suddenly found himself awake and could experience no more movement. That is was no more than 5 minutes he would never have suspected. Finally he could feel something happening, and then he could see light as a large part of the easily torn foam was ripped away. He felt limp from abating surge of adrenaline and was easily man handled out of the crate and placed onto high padded table. He started pleading and then yelling as none of the four men unloading him seemed to give him any heed other than to threaten him if he did not allow then to strap him to the table. It only took a single zap of a small electrical prod to his testicles to get his full cooperation.

"Aaaaahhh!" he screamed when he was finally able to recover his breath. Finally he yelled. "Please don't hurt me! Please!"

The small guy next to his face leaned over him and asked: "You will cooperate now boy?"

"Yes! I promise, just please don't hurt me again."

The boy allowed himself to be strapped onto the gurney which was then wheeled a short distance into a room about 20 by 20 feet. Because of his recumbent position he could only see the top portion s of the 4 men there to great him. They were wearing weird leather straps and one even had on a sort of half mask.

"What's happening? Please don't hurt me. I'll cooperate. But what do you want?"

Significantly, the boy, now that he was not in any real pain, was sporting a very stiff boner that was tenting his pants.

In the stands to the side of the room in which the boy was wheeled, and at a higher elevation for sustaining a good view, the doctor continued his talk.

"As you can see, because of a combination of the boy's natural submissive and homosexual nature, along with the drugs his altered testicles and prostate are now pumping out, this boy is for the first time in his young life, experiencing quite a sexual arousal. Except during periods of intense pain, his focus and experience will be largely sexual in nature. For some of this proceeding he will even enjoy the sexual charge and even experience for the first time, extreme orgasmic episodes which can for him, stretch out as long as a minute or more and be repeated as fast as every five to ten minutes. As frequently happens during a very pain filled sexual experience, he will be very puzzled by his own reactions."

Soon the boy was wheeled into the main viewing area. Everyone watching felt an amazing anticipation to see a boy raped and tortured for the very first time. Chen tried to look around and his fear was almost palpable. The two wheeling him into this new room were joined by two more men whose attire totally shocked the boy. Or rather their lack of attire. These men were wearing a series of leather straps that left nothing to the imagination. Chen gasped as he saw a big black man sprouting a boner fully 9 inches in length. The two other men who had brought him there immediately undressed. He finally could not escape his surmise that he was going to be used for sex. Strangely, though very scared, he was also as excited. His own penis was straining at the fabric of his pants. And the feeling in his loin greatly surprised him. It was something new. More like a physical longing that he could not quite understand. He just noted that it was pleasurable.

The smaller white guy, looked at him and smiled. "You know what is going to happen to you?"

The boy was pretty sure but shook his head no.

"Well, no matter. You will soon find out. We are going to molest you. Such a small word for such an undertaking. You may even enjoy some of what we are going to do to you. But remember one thing. The only thing we are interested in is satisfying our own sexual fantasies. We are going to molest you, and then rape you. And please yell and beg all you want. We find that arousing and enjoyable."

The boy went white. He was suddenly VERY frightened. He gasped as the men quickly released his hands and arms and then forced him to hold still as each of his wrists were placed into heavy leather and steel shackles. Then chains were attached and he yelled as his arms were quickly pulled upward and outward, pilling him half off the gurney. The remaining bonds were released and he was soon hanging by his wrists.

"Please" The crying boy pleaded. Let me go. This hurts."

Then the doctor secured a three foot spreader bar between the boy's wildly kicking legs, attached two more chains to the outside of each ankle manacle, and attached them to bolts in the floor, thus seriously limiting the boy's ability to move at all. Of course it got him screaming louder because even more stress was put on the boy's wrists and arms.

It was Dr. Dogood himself that lead the 'attack's the cute boy. With a relatively light prod, using minimal current with the intent more to get the boy's attention rather then to torture him, the good doctor touched the boy's neck. With a sudden scream, the crying boy acknowledges the touch. But the doctor now had the boy's attention.

"No. NO! Don't!" the boy yelled as the doctor brought the prod near the boy's face.

"Good. I want you quiet for now. Is that understood boy?"

A barely coherent crying boy tried to say "yes," and nodded.

"Now, pleading, or yelling, or screaming will not stop what we will be doing to you. You are old enough to understand that you WILL be molested, but if you are a smart kid, perhaps you should try to enjoy it."

"Please, no. Please stop."

"We will remove your clothes. Notice that we will be cutting them off. Do you understand boy what that meant?"

"No." The boy was crying, but interestingly, now sprung quite a boner.

"It means that you won't ever need them again. It means that you will never need clothes again."

The boy went white, or a sort of dusky white. "Please don't kill me. Please."

"Wrong guess boy. You are much too valuable to kill. It's just that sex slaves never need clothing."

As two of the other men, both essentially naked except for some sort of harness, started cutting off the boy's clothing, Dr. Dogood started roaming his hands all over the boy's slim body, concentrating on the area near to the boy's testicles. The boy's boner was quite evident and the boy started breathing rather heavily.

Dr. Dogood smiled. The boy had been so reconstructed to make sure that he'd react in a positive sexual manner to any act of molestation, fucking, or even tactile torture. And that he would always be aware of his great sexual arousal. The boy himself was entirely confused about his reaction. But it was so overwhelming that he gave into it.

"So boy, it looks like you really like this. You will make a great sex slave."

The boy again tried to deny his reaction when it was put this boldly but again he gave in and started to enjoy what was being done to him. Even being stretched so much seemed to enhance his arousal. Occasionally he tried to deny his enjoyment but to no avail. And the attempt was totally abandoned as one of the men lubed his finger and inserted up the boy's butt hole. At the same time, the other man forced the boy's mouth open and crushingly kissed him, inserting his tongue forcibly. Dr. Dogood took this cue and swallowed the boy's penis in one gulp.

The boy started moaning and thrusting his hips. In short time he came explosively in Dogood's mouth.

"You taste good boy. I'm glad you liked that. But now it's our turn."

The boy started convulsively crying not only because he felt guilty, but also realizing that these guys were intent on raping him and probably were going to really going to hurt him.

They removed from his present restraints but this was only to move him to a small padded table with two strange holes in it about one foot from the top. The boy was placed onto this table face down. He started protesting both vocally and physically. Of course this only caused the three men to get even more aroused, and did nothing toward helping the boy. His upper body was bent at the waist and was forcibly pushed down onto the table. The boy's kicking and lashing out with his thin arms was to no avail. His arms were pushed through the two holes, which were appropriately spaced, while his head was forced into a small cradle-like cage that seemed to be attached to the top center of the table. His head was quickly held fast by the tightening of three heavy straps. His shouting now became a bit muffled as his face was forced downward into the bottom half of the leather and generally form fitting cradle. There were only holes for the boy's nose and mouth. Then a stiff strap was brought over the boy's back at his waist and tightened down. Very tightly. Next his wildly flailing legs were attended to. They were widely stretched to the side, effectively picking his feet off the floor. First both the calf and the thigh of the boy's right leg were forced into two sleeves temporarily loose at there were adjustable front and back halves. The boy's left leg was similarly attended to. Then his flailing arms, now extending below the table were seized. Leather mitts were forced onto the by's hands, forcing them into fists. These were strapped tightly and their top edges affixed around his wrists. Then a short strap was attached to a metal ring extending downward from each mitt and secured to a second ring in the floor below. They were pulled securely tight. The boys arms and legs now had little room to move. Of course what was to soon come would have the boy's screams heard down the hall. A remote was touched and Dr. Dogood was thrilled as the boy's head was forced upward enough so that his mouth was pointed outward at just the right height for the boy's mouth to be forcibly used. All was needed now was a ring gag to force the boy's mouth to remain open. The boy seemed to have quieted a bit and his own rigid erection was visible sticking down under the back edge of the table. The boy started moaning loudly as Dogood forced a ring gag into the boy's mouth. He could now not close it. But this gag was special. It's two halves could be further expanded thus REALLY stretching open the boy's mouth.

Next a heavy sleeve was fitted onto the boy's now engorged cock. There were remote servos attached to the gag, the cock sleeve, the straps holding tight the boy's arms, and on the top and bottoms of the 4 sleeves holding the boy's calves and thighs. Dr. Dogood gave the signal. One remote was touched and the boy's arms were pulled downward. It was stopped just as the boy started to scream at the strain on his arms. Next the sleeves about his legs were tightened as another remote was touched. Again the boy started screaming. However, this time it didn't abate as the boy's calves and thighs became pin cushions as 50 quarter inch needles were inserted into the boy's legs. Then the mouth gag expanded with another touch. The boy's screams intensified as his mouth was stretched further. Then his arms were given one last stretch. His ligaments stretched to their limits. And only previous enhancement with one of the gene-splices allowed then to remain uninjured. Finally, the sleeve about the boy's penis started discharging electricity into the shaft of his penis. The boy's yelling hit a new crescendo. Eventually his cries abated somewhat as he was simply too overwhelmed by pain. This was when both his rear and mouth were assaulted by the men's engorged cocks. Dogood rammed his mouth and throat, while a 9 inch black cock rammed his rectum. A small hole, barely noticeable in the boy's throat opened up allowing him to breathe as Dogood's huge cock filled his mouth and throat. The boy's enhanced sphincter muscles clamped down hard onto the 9 inch cock. The boy, however, even though he felt the full pain of the penetrations, did not suffer injury because of his previous body modifications. As each man climaxed, other cocks took their place as all the observers started filing into the room. For over an hour the boy was continuously reamed from both ends. Part way into this the torture of the boy's extremities and cock were suspended. The mouth ring was slightly relaxed. The boy now was allowed the benefit of being able to concentrate on what was happening to his two holes. It was about halfway through this assault when Dogood prepared a syringe and injected the boy with a very powerful chemical. In less than a minute his raging hard-on returned. In two minutes it was copiously dripping pre-cum. In three minutes the boy was breathing hard, and experiencing the most amazing arousal of his short life. A minute after that the boy was observed actively flexing his rectal muscles, and using his mouth and tongue on the penis in and out of his throat. Two minutes later the boy started having intense spasm with the onset of his own almost incomprehensible orgasm. His rectum and anus were now reflexively and powerfully clamping onto their invading penises. His mouth almost seemed to have a will of its own as it started sucking powerfully on its invader.

Chen suddenly found himself in his own world of sexual climax that seemed to have no end. With amazing clarity the entire program of his kidnapping, torture ,and rape filled his mind. Only now it was almost as if his own memory was being rewritten. When he was finally released 10 minutes later, with the sudden subsidence of his own sexual crescendo, he collapsed into Dr. Dogood's arms. Just before he passed out he was heard to have whispered: "Thanks."