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And so it went. Minutes felt like hours. When an hour finally did pass, told to him in a slightly mocking tone by his captor, it felt like two had passed. When in reality if someone told him only 15 minutes had gone by, he would have groaned… and believed them.

There was his captor. The leather restraints. The (thankfully soft) bed. The mask and it’s air that came and went in a hypnotic sound. The blurry vision he could only form shapes out of from all the condensation. And then… there was that

Infernal

Machine.

Pulsing and sucking and squeezing and pulling and whirring and teasing and stroking.

Merciless.

Uncaring.

Driving him closer and closer it felt, to the edge of sanity.

Would four hours be the end? What if he was kept on longer?

What if his captor left him here for six? Or eight? Or twelve?

What if…. Oh god what if he left him here all night? All… all weekend?! The human body can go weeks without food as long as it gets water…

He felt a sharp, stinging pain on his nipples suddenly, snapping him out of his thoughts.

“Thought you had fallen asleep on me boi! Wanted to make sure you were nice and awake for the whole experience! Can’t have you taking the easy way out and dozing off now can we?”

He grunted and groaned as the, what he imagined were clothespins, were flicked, causing the sharp pain to flicker through him once again. He whimpered pitifully…

Was this… h-hell? Or something? A hell disguised at first as heaven but then… he shook his head slightly and whimpered. No… this was just some sadistic man located in the middle of nowhere, who had kidnapped him and was now…

Wh-what was his fate gonna be…?

The sharp pain radiated through him again and he grunted and whimpered.

He would have about three hours to maybe find out…

Until then… pain. Pleasure. All wrapped up in a misty veil of uncertainty…

The boi groaned softly, and his captor, again on his phone listening to the voice, smiled.

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And so it went. Minutes felt like hours. When an hour finally did pass, told to him in a slightly mocking tone by his captor, it felt like two had passed. When in reality if someone told him only 15 minutes had gone by, he would have groaned… and believed them.

There was his captor. The leather restraints. The (thankfully soft) bed. The mask and it’s air that came and went in a hypnotic sound. The blurry vision he could only form shapes out of from all the condensation. And then… there was that

Infernal

Machine.

Pulsing and sucking and squeezing and pulling and whirring and teasing and stroking.

Merciless.

Uncaring.

Driving him closer and closer it felt, to the edge of sanity.

Would four hours be the end? What if he was kept on longer?

What if his captor left him here for six? Or eight? Or twelve?

What if…. Oh god what if he left him here all night? All… all weekend?! The human body can go weeks without food as long as it gets water…

He felt a sharp, stinging pain on his nipples suddenly, snapping him out of his thoughts.

“Thought you had fallen asleep on me boi! Wanted to make sure you were nice and awake for the whole experience! Can’t have you taking the easy way out and dozing off now can we?”

He grunted and groaned as the, what he imagined were clothespins, were flicked, causing the sharp pain to flicker through him once again. He whimpered pitifully…

Was this… h-hell? Or something? A hell disguised at first as heaven but then… he shook his head slightly and whimpered. No… this was just some sadistic man located in the middle of nowhere, who had kidnapped him and was now…

Wh-what was his fate gonna be…?

The sharp pain radiated through him again and he grunted and whimpered.

He would have about three hours to maybe find out…

Until then… pain. Pleasure. All wrapped up in a misty veil of uncertainty…

The boi groaned softly, and his captor, again on his phone listening to the voice, smiled.