You wake up

You wake up for the feeling of something pressing on your arms and legs. You try to open your eyes, but you are blindfolded. You try to move your limbs, but they are locked together by some sort of material, your hands pushed to your shoulders, your ankles pushed to your butt.

"MMMM!!!" you grit your teeth against the ballgag, trying your best against the bitch suit. Because that is what it is: with the material engulfing your body to the tip of your toes to the top of your neck, a zipper going through your backside, and with both your knees and elbows padded. But no matter how hard you try, you are unable to get out. Your thighs and upper arms also have clamps on them, fixated to metallic rings on the floor. Your neck has a clamp also, attached to a railing, making any movement impossible.

"MMMM!!!" you grit your teeth, and you try to struggle. But it is useless. You also recognize the zipper is pulled up on your rear, leaving your ass and pussy open. And now that you've noticed it, you can hear a machine buzz to life behind you, and two enormous dildos are pressed against your holes, both of them solid enough to go through.

"MMMMMMM!!!" you try to struggle for the third time, feeling the giant things rhythmically move, but it is just as useless as before. And now that you are reaching your peak, you recognize the tubes on your breasts, covering two tiny holes in the suit… And then you orgasm, feeling your milk getting pumped through your nipples.

"MMMMMMMMMM!!!!!" you continue to struggle, ever more ****. But again: it is useless.

After some time you give up, and you stay idle in your position, the two dildos pounding you continously. With time, you also become aware of the sounds of other fuck machines around you, accompanied by other muffled sounds.

"MMMMMMM!!!" your heart filled with desperation, you renew your struggle, trying your best against both the railing and the rings. But you are unable to do anything. You also have the idea that you could get one of your hands to your back, and reach the zipper somehow, but the material is too strict to allow any movement.

All of the sudden, you recognize someone's steps, then you tense, as the person stops in front of you.

"Ah, my newest pet finally woke up," you can hear Mr. Coleton's voice. "Every member of the farm is responsible for our product, and from now on, this should include you. Escape, as you can see, is impossible. I can keep you like this forever if I intend to. But as you already witnessed, there are other options. Be a good cow, and you can receive actual sexual stimulus. Be a bad one, and you earn the glass prison, **** to give milk through electroshocks. As for longevity, I tend to keep slaves for five years. After that, the nanites will need to be replenished by the Ministry. But don’t worry darling, by then, your brain will be quite incapable of independent thought."

"As for your own nanites, I might have slipped up, and forgot to give them to you. But I will surely get them in a couple of days, until then you will have to endure," he adds. "Oh, and if you worry about the Princess, she is right beside you," he says, and you can hear a strong slap, followed by a muffled sound that seems unusually angry. "In fact, the three of you are all beside each other. Just so you could appreciate this life side by side until you collectively lose your free wills from the stimulus."

He unlocks your ballgag, and whips his erect cock in front of you.

"And, since you are the cheerleader, I decided to reserve my seeds just for you," he adds, pressing his cock against your face.

You run through your options in your head. But making this guy angry seems like a really-really-really bad idea.