Sebastian.

You awaken with a start as you feel your legs roughly spread apart as some kind of straps or chains attached to shackles on your ankles are pulled past the posts of the bed you fell asleep on. “What the fuck?” Is all you get out before a ball gag is thrust into your open mouth, silencing you. Struggling to get your hands free you look down to see they are similarly shackled in front of you and hooked to a chain that runs though the headboard of the bed pulling you forward with your ass just hanging off the edge of the bed, while dangling with your feet not quite touching the floor, spreading your legs painfully wide.

“Just how fucking stupid are you?” You hear a familiar voice ask, and know immediately that it is the man you now know is called Sebastian. “Have you never heard of a tracking device? I was going to get you last night after you retrieved the prototype, but then after you did such a good job of getting away from all of the guards, I decided to wait till you got your payment before coming for you.” He roughly pinches your right breast and you can feel a lump in it that you didn’t notice earlier. Still groping you he continues, “You know. I was coming here to kill you to be honest. Then I found the money, and you sleeping like a little girl, and I just couldn’t do it. You are too stupid to remain like this, however. So I am going to remake you into the stupid slut you are so you can be right at home with the rest of the street trash, that make up most of the people here.” Once again you struggle but soon realize your cyber wear is apparently non-functional. “Here let me help you.” He simply sprays you all over with a mildly acidic feeling liquid that feels like lotion. It burns a bit as he rubs it in to your skin all over your body. Then he leaves you there to squirm and fight for an hour while it does what ever it is doing. Finally he comes back in with a bucket and douses you several times with water and you watch in shock as all of the hair on your body washes away. Then you feel his hands rub over your ass. “Nice, much smoother, you are going to work nicely. I think I am going to make some good money harvesting your cyber wear, and selling you. Let’s see how you like it with no tactile boost.” On saying this you feel the head of his massive cock enter your ass. What ever he used on you must have some lubricating property as well as he glides in effortlessly till his body slaps against yours, and he presses forward driving your pelvis against the mattress causing your knees to strain as they are bent to the side slightly, causing you finally to scream into the gag. This seems to make him happy as he then pulls back and begins fucking you as hard and fast as he can. Your first thought is to try to get away, to somehow fight against his strong form, but with each pounding thrust you can feel any resistance dying within you till you are matching him thrust for thrust slapping your ass back at him, driving his cock ever deeper into yourself with each strike. He reaches around and plays with your pierced nipples, tugging them roughly at first then simply using your tits for leverage to drive into you with increasing **** till you are sure he is using some kind of boost. You feel yourself release a spurt of cum across yourself twice before he finally pulls out and dumps his steamy load on your back. Then he stands, tosses another bucket of water on you, the cold water causing you to gasp, and walks out of the room.

His footfalls return moments later and you feel a needle jab into your neck causing your body to go numb, but you never loose consciousness. He lets your bindings free and pulls the gag out of your mouth. Finally he rolls you over and you see a second man there, a thin almost gaunt man with long features that are partially obscured by a physicians mask and wearing a lab coat. To your horror he proceeds to cut you open right there on those soft black sheets and you get to watch, almost like watching a medical program, as he removes every last piece of your cybernetic enhancements. Then with practiced ease he injects you with a syringe of bright silver thick liquid and you watch as your lost arm grows back, and all of the wounds heal themselves. As they are doing their thing he grabs your cock, looks to Sebastian, who is watching the show gleefully, and asks in a raspy, creepy voice straight out of a horror movie, “What should I do with this, he may fetch more money if he were a she?”