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Subject: {ASSM} (RP) [2/5] Hard Rain (MF, Fdom, nc, mc, scifi)
Date: Sun, 30 Dec 2001 21:10:03 -0500
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                                   Chapter 2
                                    Prisoner

   When John awoke and opened his eyes, he found himself in a long, narrow
   room. He was naked, and bound, to a table which was slightly reclined. He
   could see about twenty women walking about the room, all naked, wearing
   nothing but white lab coats.

   Then he noticed something sinister! To his left, his right, and lining the
   opposite wall, were hundreds of other men. They were naked, as he, and all
   bound.

   John looked across the room at two women hovering over a human male. He
   was young, probably not more than 21, and the women were placing
   electrodes on the man's head and chest. That didn't shock him nearly as
   much as what he saw the women do next.

   A woman placed her gloved hand onto the man's penis, and gently rolled her
   thumb over its head. The man's penis soon became engorged and stiff. With
   the man's cock lying flat against his stomach, another woman gently
   grabbed it and inserted a long catheter deep inside.

   Next to the man, he could see another which was undergoing surgery. Women
   doctors had operated on the other man, and inserted valves and tubes
   inside him. One was thin, and the other much thicker.

   As John followed the tubes to see where they led, he read two signs above
   the table. The thin tube led to a valve maked, Urine Collection and the
   thicker tube to a valve marked, Solid Waste Collection.

   John was becoming horrified at witnessing all this take place and he
   called out to his captors. ``What's going on here?'' he said.

   Immediately, and upon hearing his voice, all the women in the room stopped
   what they were doing and rushed over to him.

   ``How is he awake?'' one woman said.

   ``I don't know, zap him again.'' said another.

   John couldn't help but become scared at the frenzy which was happening to
   him. ``Wait! What's going on?'' he said, but the women ignored him.

   One woman came over with a device which loosely resembled a gun.

   ``Stop!'' he cried out, but his words were being ignored.

   As the woman with the gun aimed it at his head, he saw a brief flash of
   light, and went to sleep.

   When he awoke, he found himself on a beach, with waves gently rolling into
   the shore. Wearing nothing but shorts, he got up quickly and examined his
   body for scars or other markings.

   Exhausted, and tired from the heat of the pounding sun, he couldn't stay
   conscious, and collapsed.

   Suddenly, he felt cold water dripping onto his forehead and face which
   startled him. He awoke to find himself inside a room made entirely of
   vegetation; straw, bamboo, thatch.

   Focusing his eyes, he saw a beautiful woman peering over him.

   ``He's awake!'' she called out, as two more women rushed into the hut.

   ``Where am I?'' he asked, groggy and tired.

   ``You're on Reesa,'' the woman smiled and said.

   ``How did I get here?'' he started to say, before he was interrupted.

   ``Shhh,'' another woman said. ``We need to get you cleaned up.''

   The three women escorted him out of bed, and over to a make-shift shower.
   One of the women undid the button to his shorts, and gently pulled them
   down. Stepping out, he stood naked, in the middle of the sqaure, as the
   last woman began using a pump which poured warm water which came from a
   sistern on the room, onto his head.

   The two other women used large leaves and spread berries onto his body as
   they joined him in the shower and started to wash him.

   Warm water flowed steadily from above as it rained down on the three.
   Beads of water glistened down the women's chest and drip off their erect
   nipples.

   He couldn't help but become aroused at the sensuous beauty which
   surrounded him which the women were quick to notice.

   With the two women taking an appendage in each of their hands, they
   smeared berry juice all over his long, thick, shafts; massaging them, and
   getting him clean.

   John started to feel a tingle build up inside of him, as his two prostates
   started to get engorged and without restraint, he couldn't help it as his
   knees buckled and he exploded yet again.

   This time however, nothing came out of him. No forceful jets of milky-blue
   jism spraying his female caretakers on their faces. No steady stream
   afterwards.

   John blacked out for just a moment, and when he awoke he discovered why.

   He was in a cool room, illuminated only by monitoring displays and guages,
   and a single light peering down onto him. A loud hum could be heard coming
   from afar.

   He struggled to focus his eyes as he looked down at his torso and saw the
   catheters in his genitals.

   He could see air bubbles intermixed with the thick blue fluid his body
   produced from pleasure as they traveled up the tubes. His hips were
   spasming uncontrollably as he felt vibrations coming from within him; a
   long wire coming from between his legs.

   He wasn't in any pain, in fact, he was having a rather long orgasm. As the
   vibrations inside his rectum altered in intensity, he could feel the
   muscles in his groin push even more jism out of him, and up the tube.

   His eyes followed the tubes up to the ceiling where he found a rather
   thick, and clear, tube running along the length of the room. Red, white,
   blue, and green fluid was intermixed in this tube as the fluids flowed
   steadily along the tube's path.

   Nervous, he let his eyes wander around the room, and as far as he could
   see there were literally thousands, if not tens of thousands, of other men
   like him, stapped in, naked, their hips gyrating, and coming.

   John tried to speak, to call out, but couldn't as he realized yet another
   tube was forced down his throat.

   Just then, he heard a loud buzz, looked up, and saw a brown liquid being
   forced down his, and all the other captives, throats. Suddenly, an intense
   wave came over him, and he blacked out.

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