It's too much, I'm cumming!!!

And here you are, BEING FACE-FUCKED BY A MANNEQUIN WHO IS SHOOTING HIS SPERM INTO YOUR MOUTH that you obediently swallow, over and over...

And even as it's happening, you're thinking to yourself, This can't be happening! I'm not gay! I like women!

But the animalistic power of the machine, the way in which you've submitted your will completely to it, how it has completely dominated you with his penis in your mouth -- it has tapped into a deeply submissive, obedient, worshipful core of your being which has tipped you over the edge...!!

... and your your penis starts jerking into a mind-blowing orgasm that makes you scream and shudder and PRAY TO SISSY GOD FOR PUTTING YOU INTO THIS POSITION FORCING YOU TO BE THIS MACHINE'S ORAL FUCK TOY.

Oh!

oh.....

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..........

And after you cum, although it takes a long... looong.... loooooooong time to settle down, the mannequin somehow knows because it gradually slows its thrusting, and then after one more deep thrust, with his cock practically down your throat (but not quite... not yet) and his balls brushing your chin, he then pulls out and releases you.

The cuffs relax. The padded traps trapping your legs open up.

And you stumble out of the kneeling boxes, falling to your ass, dazed and confused. You wipe your chin where his sperm has dribbled out of your mouth and down your neck, and then, god knows why ("I love the taste of sperm"), you scoop it into your mouth, swallow, and then lick your fingers. Like an oral slut you clean yourself up as much as you can, licking it all down.

Because you love the taste of sperm, don't you?

You must, otherwise, why would you be so eager to lick up every last drop?

What a slut you are.

But now that you're free, the rationalizing begins.

"He's not a real man," you rationalize.

"No one can see me, so it didn't really happen."

"No one needs to know."

"This is a one-time thing."

But we both know the truth, don't you? This mechanical, VERY MALE god, has **** your obedience, and you completely surrendered to him.

Body and soul.

At some point, you come to your senses and wonder what happens next?

You realize that you're full (full of his sperm!), and no longer thirsty.

"I was fed through an artificial penis," you realize, wondering if you'd have to repeat this ritual every time you got hungry or thirsty. (Mmmm... more sperm...)

You look around, your eyes now fully accustomed to the room, and you see a blinking light on the wall.

It's a button. The one next to the long horizontal slot. You press it, and a bed slides out from the slot and clicks into place.

Immensely grateful, you shed your clothes and slip under the covers, falling instantly asleep.

But all through your dreams, you hear...

"I love to suck cock."

"I love to swallow sperm."

"I want men to use me for their pleasure."

Over and over and over....