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Kidnapped I remember being normal. I was a young man in my 20's living in my parent's house struggling to get by. I was online more than I probably should have, but it was an escape from the harsh reality of my life. I didn't feel fulfilled or like a success, I felt like a failure on many different levels. I worked part time to pay my 'rent' to my parents. I wanted something to happen. I, unfortunately, got my wish in the way I least expected. We lived in a suburban neighborhood, an hour or two from the city, depending on traffic. Our neighbors were nice enough, but I always felt that they looked down on me, as if I was leaching off my parents. I had a girlfriend, though we didn't hang out as much as I liked. She lived with her parents, and when you have the supervision of two sets of parents; not much happened. I was even enrolled in the local community college, I just wasn't taking any courses at the moment. When my life made its drastic change, the sky was overcast, though no rain fell. I had just gotten off from my job and was going to get lunch as I'd worked the morning shift. I was walking through the park, heading towards a McDonalds. While moving around a tree, I tripped on a root and fell flat on my face. I groaned as I began to stand up, with my hand resting against the trunk of the tree to support myself. I felt a piercing sting on the back of my hand. Quickly ripping my hand back, a large insect was sent flying. Rubbing the back of my hand, I could see only one small puncture mark where I had been bitten. Looking around, I couldn't find the culprit for my pain. The sharp sting of the bite didn't decrease as I rubbed the sore spot, but seemed to spread in a gradual burning sensation. I didn't think there were many venomous insects in the area, but the spreading heat started traveling up my arm. Standing up, I had to support myself against the tree, I suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous. "Hey, are you okay?" Turning my head to see where the voice came from caused my vision to swim. Everything seemed off balanced as if the world were tipping on its side. I grabbed the tree to steady myself. When my vision cleared enough, I saw a man walking toward me. "Hey," he repeated. "You alright?" I groaned, and cleared my throat. "I think I got bit by something." As I held on to the tree for dear life against the tilting world, my thoughts became sluggish. It was as if my mind had started to become filled with cotton. Just focusing on the approaching man required a great concentration of will. "I... I don't... feel..." I couldn't hold on to the tree anymore, and once again, I fell to the ground. I tried to move, but my arms only seemed to twitch in response. The stranger finally reached my side, and rolled me onto my back. "It's okay," he stated, "I'm here. I'll get you some help." As he lay me flat, the fog in my mind grew thick. My vision seemed to tunnel and shrink into darkness. Then I know nothing. *** I felt discomfort. Like I had slept too long on my back or I hadn't stretched in a while. My throat was raw, and I coughed trying to clear it. Rolling onto my side, I hacked for a minute or two and let out a rasping moan. Opening my eyes, I could see the bare mattress that I was laying on. That was weird, where were my sheets? As my eyes became more focused, I realized I wasn't in my room. Where was I? Lifting my head caused a wave of dizziness. Nausea overwhelmed me and I felt a sharp pain in my head. Closing my eyes, I moaned again. After a few min and some deep breaths, I reopened my eyes. The room was sparse with white painted walls and cream-colored linoleum floor. There were no windows, but there was a large screen TV on one of the walls, a full-length mirror on the opposite wall and a single door across from the mattress. In one of corners of the room, near the door, was a toilet and sink. On the sink was a pink plastic cup. Near the TV, there was a single chair. Calling it, just a chair, was an understatement. It seemed to be a high end gaming chair that professionals use. It was clad in black leather, it had a headrest with speakers and a footrest that indicated that the chair could recline. It stood in stark contrast to the bare room and lack of d?cor. I tried to sit up again, I still felt dizzy, though it was bearable. The mattress was on a bed frame, not the floor as I had initially thought. Rotating my legs and putting my feet down on the cold floor seemed to wake me up a bit more and clear some of the cobwebs. I realized that it was chilly in the room and I shivered. It was at about this point that I realized: I was naked. "What the actual Fuck?!?" There was no response. Groaning, I stood up and moved to the door. It was locked. I tried pulling on it with all my strength, even putting my feet against the wall supporting my weight, it didn't budge. Grumbling, I looked around the room. The TV on the wall looked nice, though I couldn't find any buttons as it was behind a plexiglass sheet that was flush with the wall. Sitting in the nice chair, I considered his situation. Thinking about it, my family didn't have much money, so Ransom most likely wasn't the answer. I had heard of people being sold as prostitutes, since I was in my twenties, I felt that I was a little too old for that. There have been times when people were used to transport drugs across the borders. As I thought about this, I felt that drug trafficking would be the most likely cause for abduction, as I should be able to cross the border relatively easily. Of course, I would need a passport, but that shouldn't be too difficult. I continued thinking about this as various scenarios ran through my mind. Each worse and more extreme than the last. A loud blast of feedback interrupted my thoughts. "Good Morning." A mysterious voice intoned. "I'm sure you are wondering why you are here. Unfortunately, there seems to have been a misunderstanding with your father and our organization. We will be keeping you here until your father keeps up his side of our original arrangement." "Wait, what?!?" The shock at this revelation threw me off. "What arrangement?" "It seems your father had lost his job. Not wanting to alarm his family, he made an agreement with our organization for a large sum of money to cover the mortgage payment and groceries while he got a new job." There was a short pause. "Apparently, he continued to leave at the normal time each morning, to appear to keep a normal schedule. "We don't want to cause you any undue stress, and so we will feed you, and provide basic entertainment during your stay. If you look under the television, there is a recess in the wall. This is a handle to get the controls for the television and accessories." Standing up, I went to the wall and sure enough, under the TV, there was a small depression. Pulling on it, a small door opened to reveal a cubby. Inside, was a TV remote and what looked to be a game controller. "I wouldn't worry too much; after all, I'm sure your father will do everything in his power to return you safely home. Under the bed, you will find some boxes with bed sheets and clothes. I would also like to apologize for the lack of conventional attire and colors." As the voice was speaking, I looked under the bed. Sure enough, there was a pair of cardboard boxes. Pulling them out I opened the first one to reveal satiny pink bed sheets. Confused, I opened the second box to reveal pink and flowery clothes and nighties. "What happened to the clothes I was wearing?" I demanded. "Unfortunately, they were ruined in the transfer here. We had to dispose of them. Again, these items were the only items we had in stock. I would like to assure you that there are no cameras in your room, and so you should have no worries about blackmail or anything of the sort. Are there any additional questions while I'm on the intercom with you?" After no response was given, the voice continued. "I will talk to you again, at a later time." There was a distinctive click, followed by silence. I sat on the floor near the boxes. What the hell am I going to do with this shit? Shuffling through the clothing, at the bottom of the box was a small black case. Curious, I opened it to reveal some makeup. There were some skin toned items and then some various shades that I assumed were eye shadow (As a guy, I didn't wear makeup and I'm not familiar with any of it). There were three tubes, upon opening them, I saw that two of them were lipstick, and the last was mascara. Clothing wise, everything was pastels and flowery. I shivered again as the room was still cold. Picking some pastel blue shirt with pink flowers and as there weren't any pants in the box, decided to free ball it. The Shirt was loose in the front, but I figured it was the best thing to wear. Looking into the other box, all I could was satin pink sheets. Groaning, I pulled the top sheet out as well as the pink comforter with pastel blue and yellow flowers. Under this, there was a pink blanket and a pink fitted sheet. Pulling them out, I heard a thump when I set them on the floor. Curious, I started looking through the two items trying to find out what had made the sound. In the fitted sheet, under the side's fold, I found a dildo and a bottle of lube. "Are you fucking kidding me? What the hell is this?!?" I yelled into the room, hold the floppy dildo up. There was no response. "All this pink shit and a fucking dildo! You're all sick!" I threw the dildo and it bounced off the far wall coming to a rest near the base of the chair. As I sat there fuming, I decided to get up off the floor as it was making me cold. Picking up the remote, I turned on the TV. The sound of the TV came through the speakers in the chair's headrest. There was a football game on and one of the players had just kicked the ball to the far side of the field. There was a flickering on the screen, but it was hardly noticeable. Deciding not to change the channel, I watched the game. Oddly enough, the longer it was on, the more uncomfortable I became. Before I changed the channel, I heard a thunk by the door. Turning around, I saw a cylindrical object by the door. Picking it up, It was about nine inches long and three inches around. One side was sealed and the other had a stopper. When I pulled it off, there was something pale and thick inside. I sniffed it, it didn't have a smell that I could tell. Shaking it upside down, I got some to come out onto my finger. Tasting it, I was surprised by the lack of flavoring. It seemed to have a bland flavor with a slight acrid aftertaste. There was a short burst of feedback. "I have been informed that your first meal has been delivered." "What the hell is this?" I asked irritated. "It's a high protein gel with all the nutrients that someone would need to survive. The base is a tofu blend for those who dislike eating meat. If you suck on the opened end, a small hole in the back of the tube will assist you in drawing out your food for consumption" "It tastes like shit." "I apologize for the lack of variety, but we weren't expecting to have guests stay with us. Speaking of which; if you would be so kind, would you turn on the television to the news? My computer states you have the football game on, I believe you need to go down three channels." Doing as I was instructed, I saw the news with my parents on the screen. My mother was crying and my dad looked angry. The banner across the top stated: "Local young adult male kidnaped." They were being asked questions by the news anchor and my mother was pleading with the kidnappers to release her son. "What the hell?!?" I demand. "You want me to see my parents upset?" "If you look in the right side of the screen, you will see an individual in the background. Do you see him?" I verified. "Choose a hand sign." "What? I don't know... uh... peace?" After a few seconds, the man in the screen raised his hand with the peace sign. He quickly puts it down. "The individual that you see, is one of our employees. He has already explained to your father the situation. Now we need to wait for a response." Watching in stunned silence, the voice comes back on. "Is there anything else I can answer for you?" After I didn't respond, he continues. "The news channel will be deactivated, you will still have access to the other channels provided." "Wait, what?" I exclaim, but the screen had already gone black. "No! I want to see my parents!" "I am sorry for the inconvenience, but we just need you to wait for your father's response before allowing you to go home. There was a click, and the voice was gone. Taking the cylindrical tube with me, I sit in the chair and start flipping through the channels. With trepidation, I suck on the end of the tube, eliciting a glob of the stuff entering my mouth. Swallowing, I make a face. Still tastes like shit. As I eat, I that find I need to suck harder for the food at the back. I shake it upside down to get it moving and continue sucking. While going through the channels, I see various programs, all with this weird flickering. I guess they had a reception issue. There were the sports channels, soap operas, fashion channels, music videos, makeup tutorials and then I found the jackpot. Porn. There were four or five separate channels with different sex acts going on. On one, this blond chick is getting railed by a big black dude shoving his cock in her ass. Another was of a brunette gagging on a cock. When I say gagging, she had mascara streaks down her cheeks while the cock was brutally pumped in and out, strings of spit flapping under her chin as her mouth was force fucked. There were others, one was a tranny fucking a dude, another was an adult dressed like a little girl getting spanked and then there was a porn music video with flashing lights and images flashing across the screen in quick succession. "Hey!" I yelled out. "Are you still listening to me?" I had a huge boner at this point and after I received no response, I flipped to the black guy fucking the shit out of the blonde. I grabbed my dick, and started to jack off. Slowly at first, but the chick was screaming in multiple orgasms. I began to pump my cock quickly. The dude thrust hard into her ass and roared as he pumped and poured his jizz into her. Pulling out her destroyed ass immediately started leaking the creamy white fluid. I came hard, groaning. I didn't produce as much cum as the guy on TV, but I managed a few ropes that splattered on the chair. I was suddenly exhausted. There was a new black guy that had replaced the first and another guy who stuck his huge black dick in her mouth. They began running a train on her and as they spit roasted her, my eyes grew heavy. As I fell asleep in the chair, I swear I could hear whispering in the background of the speakers. I felt that it was odd as I drifted into sleep. *** I awoke to a thump coming from near the door. I jerked upright in the chair. Looking at the TV, I saw that there was a different porn playing. This time it was a different chick with platinum hair getting fucked up the ass by a big black guy. They must really like the ass, I thought. The large cock moving in and out of her ass was making me hard again. I could hear her moaning. Asking for more. I could hear the cock pounding inside her. I was kinda jealous, she had a nice ass, and I totally wanted to fuck it. That cock though... Shaking my head, I looked around the room. Near the door was another cylinder of food, other than that, there seemed to be no change. The sheets were still strewn around the cardboard box, and the clothes were piled up after looking at them from earlier. That reminded me, looking at my pale blue shirt with flowers, I groaned. Getting out of the chair, I grabbed the cylinder by the door and plopped down on the bed. I began absent-mindedly sucking on the tube, trying to get the gel out. I thought about my situation, and that I should be out in a few days. I became irritated at my dad. How could he do this to our family? How could he do this to me? I wouldn't be in this mess if he hadn't lost his job! It was about then that I noticed that the tube I was sucking on was empty. Sitting up, I decided to make the bed. It was pink, but I was just being stupid. After all, I had a bed, I didn't need to sleep in the chair. After making the bed with the pink satin sheets and the pink comforter, I felt a little better. I got a drink from the sink and stretched. It looked like this would be pretty boring waiting for my dad to free me. Looking at the TV, I realized that it had been on the whole time. The fucking and moaning had continued in the background without me noticing. Right now, there was a close up of the large black cock pumping in and out of an asshole. Another flicker crossed the screen. I just watched, the cock seemed to be in continuous motion, in and out, in and out, like a machine, widening the ass beyond what it's intended purpose. The woman moaning and groaning as her ass took the invading member. Whispers in the background, as if there were people in the background telling the actors what to do. My raging hard-on took my attention from the show, the front of the baby blue shirt tented out ridiculously. There was a wet spot of pre-cum where my cockhead bulged against the fabric. I was so fucking horny. Glancing back up at the TV, the scene had changed to a close up of the woman's ruby lips taking in the dark brown monster. Grabbing my rock- hard cock, I pumped up and down a few times, and exploded on the inside of my shirt. I groaned with the release. The wet stain spread on the shirt as my cum soaked through. I sank to my knees, my cock twitching from the post-orgasm. I was breathing hard, and I was a mess. I immediately felt guilty, I usually didn't masturbate to black cocks. I wanted to say that it was the woman getting fucked, but looking at the screen, the black cock pushing it's way into white flesh... Damn. It was hot. I took off the shirt as it was covered in cum, using it like a rag, I wiped off the chair of my previous mess. I threw the ruined shirt in the empty corner, and went back to the pile of clothes. There was another shirt, again, it was a little large in the chest, but this one was pastel purple. I also grabbed a pair of silk panties; I might as well cover myself up a little bit more. Sliding them up my legs sent a shiver through my body. Looking at myself in the mirror, I thought I looked kinda good. I could even see the porn on the TV in the reflection. My dick twitched. What the hell is wrong with me? I thought as I sat in the chair and using the input button on the remote, changed the TV from cable to the game system. A brand I wasn't familiar with came up on the TV and then a short listing of games pulled up. It looks like an adventure game, a slave game, a housewife RPG and a street RPG. Clicking on the street game, it loaded up with options to pick a character. The options included various women who were obviously hookers. Choosing the one that looked most like me, the screen flickered and the game began. I played for an hour or two. The point of the game was to get money for the pimp; I earned money by doing sexual acts on the men of the game. The better I performed, the more money I earned. I had to use the buttons on the controller to add technique to my actions and timing was also important. It was surprisingly realistic, on blowjobs I had to alternate from using my hands to using my mouth. Sex was easy, though I had to watch the man's response and react accordingly to ensure he was happy, so I could get paid. The whispers were still in the background and occasionally the screen would flicker, but I didn't care. After logging off of the game, I switched the TV to cable again. Immediately images and sounds of fucking assaulted my senses. This time it was an orgy of black men fucking one white chick. Watching for a second, I decided to change the channel. After all, I'd already came a few times today. Going to the sports channel, I started watching a game. A few minutes in, I became uncomfortable. A bit later, I became irritated as I watched the game. It just wasn't that interesting for me. Surfing through the channels again, I found a channel focusing on fashion and dressing up sexily for your man. Some of the women were hot, but those outfits made all the difference. A couple channels later, I saw a makeup tutorial where some hot chick was explaining how to put on a base. Curious, I watched the makeup go on. She obviously had a lot of skill and had done this many times before, but she explained in a way that was easy to follow. The screen would occasionally flicker, but I hardly noticed any more. Each of the layers of makeup had a purpose; they would give her face greater definition. When she put on the lipstick, I watched intently. Her red lips shone in contrast with her pale skin. Goosebumps ran across my arms. I was almost jealous of what those lips would do to a man... I started changing the channel again and found the daytime soap operas. Leaning back, I watched as the men cheated on their wives and the women would fuck their neighbors. The women were all subservient to the men, and the men would fuck and debase the women. The women always smiled though, they always wanted to look good to the men. As I watched, my eyes felt heavy, I was comfortable in the chair, but I had already made the bed. It would be a waste not to use it. Leaving the show on, I made my way to the bed, and crawled between the satin sheets. I don't know when I fell asleep, but my dreams where amazing. I was dreamed that I was the wife of this large man with an enormous cock. I wore an apron and nothing else, and while I'd do chores, he'd come up behind me and push his huge cock up my pussy. Ohh, it felt good. I'd wriggle my ass playfully for him as he'd start to pump in and out. The sex was amazing. I was stuffed with cock in the kitchen while I attempted to do the dishes, he fucked me over the side of the couch in the living room while I would try to dust the furniture, he even made me give him a blowjob in the backyard when I was trying to rake the leaves. Toward the end of the dream, he took me to the master bedroom. I sexily took off the apron, doing a slow teasing dance while he watched hungrily sitting on the edge of the bed. After the dance, I sashayed my way over to him, he wrapped me in his powerful arms and pulled me into the bed with him. He lay on top of me and I felt safe in his arms. I could feel his body move against me, his enormous cock filling me. I was gasping and moaning with each thrust. He turned me over and took me like a bitch in heat. I didn't even care that his cock went in my ass. I was screaming in pleasure, I wanted this. I felt him thrusting, and then he came. His cock seemed to swell and I felt warmth fill me. I exploded. Jerking awake, my hips were twitching as I came in my panties. I moaned as I thrust against the imaginary man. As the orgasm faded, I reflected on the dream. Oddly, it didn't bother me. It was, after all, just a dream. Right? On the TV, one of the random couples were fucking each other in the soap opera. Nothing new. Looking by the door, I saw another food tube. I chuckled at the name I had come up with. Stretching in the soft pink sheets, I felt safe. Getting up, I got the food and began sucking on the end. Maybe I'll like it here for my temporary stay, I mused as the gel filled my mouth. *** I don't know how long I'd been in the room. It felt like weeks, but it was probably only days. The voice hadn't come on since our last conversation, I felt isolated and it bothered me. I had watched some of the other channels on the TV. The sports stations just bothered me, the fashion stations became more and more interesting; especially as the only clothes I had access to were women's garments. The makeup tutorials were entrancing to watch as the transformations were incredible. The music video channels were interesting. I'd watch the video's with the dancers gyrating and moving with the beats. After the videos, an instructor came on and would teach the viewer some of the dance moves. As I was alone in the room and had nothing but time... I started using the full-length mirror to practice in front of. I felt that I'd actually started to get pretty good. The food tubes came every couple of hours, and the taste wasn't as bad as I'd initially thought. I became quite good at getting the gel out, If you rub the tube down toward your mouth, it'll help move the gel forward and you suck on the end to pull it out. The clothes were no longer an issue. I mean, it's not like anyone can see me. And the longer I wore them, I kind of felt nice. I'm not saying that I'd wear these out in town, but sometimes you just want to feel pretty. The was a short burst of feedback followed by the voice as it came through the intercom. "How are you doing today?" Not wasting any time, "Did my dad pay you back? Am I free to go?" "Unfortunately not. I have not received any contact from your father yet. I have sent an additional representative to inform him that he needs to pay back his dues to have you come home." "He hasn't responded?" I felt like crying. "As I stated, he has not reached out to us yet. However, my call is to see how you are doing in the room we have you staying in." "My chest is sore," I whined. "I don't know why, but it feels tender." "That is actually normal. Changing diet so quickly and going on a tofu diet can affect the body. I'm sure that the pain will go away shortly. Is there anything else?" "The food tubes are a little small, can I have bigger tubes or have them dropped off more often?" "I will see what I can arrange." "Thank you!" I gushed. There was the click, and I was alone in the room again. I don't know why, but I was suddenly very horny. I changed the channel to one of the porn stations. The channel with the porn music videos, where it had the flashing images and the strobing sounds. Taking off my skirt and panties, my cock was exposed to the air. Grasping it, it took a little bit to get hard, and it seemed smaller than usual, but I was sure that was just my imagination. With my hand wrapped around my cock, I began pumping it in tune with the beat of the current song. My other hand found it's way to my chest. My chest felt a little swollen and puffy. My fingers played off my nipples and I gently rubbed one breast to another. Smiling, I imagined my myself with tits, and I was rubbing them. I came suddenly. I didn't have much cum, but the orgasm felt great. Turning on the fashion channel, I decided to try on some different outfits and model them in front of the mirror. I did this occasionally, but something felt off. The outfits were cute, but I looked out of place in them. I tried on a different outfit, a dress, but it felt the same. Looking around, I caught a glimpse of the makeup case. I wonder... Remembering the tutorials, I applied a base, then highlighted, I used a pale eyeshadow, used the mascara and used a bright red lipstick. Looking in the mirror, I was stunned. I looked gorgeous. My hair was too short, but the dress I wore while wearing the makeup made all the difference. I cat-walked in front of the mirror a few times and posed. Hell, I fuck me wearing this. Digging through the box of clothes, I found a pair of ruby stilettoes. Putting them on, I found that they fit. I tried strutting in them, they made my ass shift back and forth sexily, but my ankles kept bending. I need to practice with these, because: damn! Putting the stilettoes away, I sat in the chair thinking. It was weird that it was getting harder for me to jack off. Changing the channel, I found one of the porn stations; the one where trannies either got fucked by men, or fuck the men themselves. As I watched, I again started to get horny. Rubbing the crotch of the dress, I rubbed myself through the layers of fabric. It felt like too much work to just jack off without much reward. As I watched, A tranny was getting her ass pounded by this stud. She seemed to really enjoy it. Looking around, I found the dildo on the floor near the chair, the same place it landed a couple days ago. I wonder what it feels like? I mean, the chicks seem to like getting fucked in the ass, as well as the trannies. Was I missing something? I went to the box and found the lube that was hidden with the dildo. Taking off my clothes, I stripped to nothing but a bra. Using the lube, I applied it to my index finger and rubbed my ass hole. It felt okay, but nothing crazy. Inserting it in felt odd. I moved my finger back and forth a few times, and I began to feel a new sensation as I moved it around. It felt good. I inserted another finger, my ass stretching around them, I moved them in and out a few times and my desire took off. Liberally applying lube, I gently pushed the head of the dildo against my ass. I looked up at the TV, watching the tranny get banged from behind. Slowly inserting, my ass screamed in pain until the head popped in. I pulled out the dildo, and my ass relaxed. I inserted again, and it was easier. Watching the porn, I began repeatedly embedding the cock up my ass. My hips rocked back and forth as I was fucking my own ass. I felt a spot, inside me, where the head of the dildo rubbed against, that sent shivers up my spine. I sped up my pumping. I started moaning, I didn't know this could feel so good. Glancing over, I saw myself in the mirror, I looked like a slut riding a cock in nothing but her makeup and bra. I came from the pleasure, my prick twitching. *** I had a strange dream. I was asleep in the soft pink bed, and there were people in the room doing things. They took off my clothes and injected something into my breasts and ass. They also seemed to be doing something with my scalp. I would fade in and out, each time I looked around, people would shift positions or be doing something new. After this continued a few times, I faded into darkness, and remembered nothing until I woke up the next morning. As I woke up, I noticed some thing in the room had changed. My hair was in my face, and brushing it aside, I could see the box of clothes had new outfits. There was also a strange device near the door, opposite of the sink and toilet. Getting up, I felt different. My chest was heavier and my ass felt softer. Moving to the mirror, I looked completely different. I had long hair that reached my mid back, and I had tits. They weren't huge, but they were bigger than they were last night. Reaching up, I combed my finger though my hair, feeling the softness. There seemed to be a few tangles, but I looked like a woman. The speaker's feedback indicated the voice was going to speak. "We made some adjustments in the room for you, as well as given you some gifts." "Oh my gosh!" I gushed. "I look amazing! Thank you!" "Not at all, it's the least we can do while you stay with us. The object by the door will dispense your food. That way we don't use as many tubes." "Thank you for listening to my request." I smiled. "To activate it, you will raise the tube and suck on the end. Friction along the shaft will increase the flow. There are a few other devices in your room; you can choose to use them at your discretion. Is there anything else I can do for you while you are our guest?" "Has my dad paid the debt yet?" "Unfortunately, we have yet to receive the payment. It looks like you will need to stay for a bit longer." A wave of anger and frustration washed over me. Why hadn't he paid the debt? Did he no longer care about me? I wanted to cry, but remembered: you always want to look nice for your man. I smiled through the pain, at least I was enjoying my stay. With no more questions, the voice turned off the speaker with a click. Feeling hungry, I went to the new machine in the corner of the room. As the voice previously stated, it was a modified food tube with a slight bulb on the end where I suck. Currently it faced downward, but grabbing it, I raised it upright, which became the perfect height for my mouth while I was on my knees. I licked the tip, and I could taste the food inside. I closed my mouth over the bulb and using my hand, rubbed up and down the length of the tube. It took a few minutes, but I managed to get the gel out of tube and into my mouth. It seemed to spurt in in short bursts while it filled my mouth. It tasted amazing and I felt pleasure as I swallowed the gel. I had been playing some of the games recently, and they all seemed interesting. The adventure RPG was an Indiana Jones or Tomb Raider knock off where the main character was female. The main difference was if I failed a trap or didn't defeat a monster, the character was raped. After a while, I began to fail the challenges on purpose. The housewife RPG was about the main character (obviously a housewife) completing chores around the house. If I didn't finish a chore within the time given, the man of the house would punish me. Usually involving yelling and a backhand. However, if I did all the chores on time, the man of the house would take me to the back room and fuck my brains out. During this part of the game, I'd rub myself and use the dildo in my ass, pretending to be the housewife in the game. The slave game was about a slave who needed to be obedient. I would be given a series of orders that I would need to complete orders exactly as they were given to me and in the correct order. This game also used voice activation and I needed to acknowledge the commands with a "Yes, Master" every time or it would be considered a failure as well. The commands included chores, degrading activities, sexual acts, submitting to torture and being abused. There was no reward in this game except fulfilling the tasks I was given. If I failed, the tasks became harder and more difficult. I would receive more abuse and the tasks would be more degrading. These days, my time was spent playing the video games, watching TV and masturbating. I was using the dildo almost exclusively. My penis had shrunk down and I generally ignored it. If it got hard while I was shoving the dildo in my ass or while watching porn, I would end up getting distracted. When I found the chastity cage, I realized that this would no longer be an issue. I realized that this must be one of the gifts that I was informed about by the voice. Eagerly, I put it on, clasping my small dick into the cage. It was a cute pink color, I had learned from the porn that it was now a boy clit. I smiled looking at my little clitty. Another one of the gifts that I found was a large anal plug. Whenever I wasn't shoving something in my ass or rubbing myself, I had the enormous plug inserted to keep me loose. There was a vibrator, additional makeup as well as a big black dildo with a suction cup that was double the size of my first dildo. I would alternate between my toys, keeping myself busy. My favorite activity was to have the porn music videos with the flashing lights and sounds on in the background. I would use my makeup and the new makeup that I had been gifted to look like a slut. I would then have the giant black dildo suctioned on one of the walls and watch myself in the mirror while I pistoned myself over the black monster. I would watch the cock hungry slut in the mirror take the cock that was almost the size of an arm, moaning in wonton abandon. I could feel the beastly cock rearrange my insides, as I would thrust back against it. I even saw the tip distend my belly as it rammed inside. I would have earth shattering orgasms while this went on, my clitty would dribble and my ass would clench around the huge shaft that invaded me. I would usually end up on the floor, a quivering mess after I had fucked myself blind. *** I was busy fisting myself when I heard the door being unlocked. I continued jilling myself as a man walking and observed my self- ministrations. After bringing myself to orgasm, he told me to clean up, that my stay was no longer needed. Excited, I did as he commanded and got myself ready. I put on a lovely yellow blouse with a pink skirt and nude stilettoes. Using the makeup, I gave myself a lovely layer that looked natural, but displayed my natural beauty. I brushed and combed my hair, using some product giving myself a hairstyle with a few curls to frame my face. I wanted to look pretty when I saw my family again. I didn't know how long I'd been here but I certainly was eager to see them. After finishing getting ready, I knelt in front of the man, and unzipped his pants. After all, this is the correct way to show appreciation and I needed to thank my hosts for my stay. I pulled his stiffening cock into my mouth and started to bob my head. I used my hands to fondle his balls and stroke his shaft as I licked, slurped and sucked on his beautiful cock. I guess I did a good job, as it was only a few minutes later that he came in my mouth. I swallowed eagerly, looking up at him from my knees as I swallowed his juice. I zipped his manhood back up and stood. Using the mirror, I checked my lipstick to ensure I didn't mess up my makeup. Tidying up the edges of my lips, I smiled at my reflection. I was lovely and not a hair was out of place. I was ready. I was led to a door, and when opened, I saw that I was near the park where I'd been taken from. Stepping outside, I saw that the building was a business building and looked completely in place in my area. Shrugging, I walked home, swaying my hips with every step. I was so excited to see my parents. Reaching my home, I wanted to walk in, however being gone for so long, I wanted to show that I had maintained my manners. Ringing the doorbell, I waited patiently until my mom opened the door. "Yes, can I help you young lady?" "Mommy! It's me! I missed you so much!" Confusion clouded her face. "Excuse me? Who the hell are you?" I realized the misunderstanding. "Oh, mommy, the people who held me prisoner gave me these pretty clothes while we waited for daddy to pay them off." Horror flashed across my mother's face. "Honey, I need you now!" A moment later, my dad came to the door. "Yeah? Who's this?" "Daddy!" I exclaimed. "Thank you for paying the men so I could come home." "Who the fuck are you?" he asked confused. "Why are you calling me daddy?" "Don't worry daddy, I know all about your debt and that you paid off the people who held me so I could come home." "What the fuck are you talking about? Paid who off? What?" His face was turning red with anger. "Daddy, it's me." I was confused, why were my parents acting weird? Realizing I had made a mistake, I quickly got on my knees. He was a man after all, I hadn't greeted him properly. I reached for his pants to show him that I was happy to service him. "What the FUCK!?!" My dad pulled back from me quickly. "What the fuck is going on!?!" "I think this is our son," my mom said quietly. "Yeah, it's me! Though you have a daughter now." I winked at my father. My father exploded. He ranted and raved saying mean things about the people who had housed me. He called me a slut, this made me feel warm inside, but I don't think it was meant to be a compliment. My mother was crying and I was confused. Why was everyone acting weird? My father said he didn't what I was talking about regarding any debt. He said he'd never been confronted by any organization that was holding me hostage. In the end, while swearing and cursing, he demanded that I leave. Pain and confusion washed over me. Didn't my parent love me? My father, while raging, yelled if I ever came back he'd shoot me to put me down for my own good. Sobbing, I ran from the house. I could hear my mom sobbing hysterically from inside the house, but she didn't stop my father. Tears blurred my vision as I ran. I must have looked a mess. Why was he mad? Why did he reject me from servicing him? I couldn't tell where I was going, but I ran. When I finally came to myself, I was at the front entrance of the building that I'd been held at. Wiping my face, trying to clean my appearance up, I walked in. The receptionist said that I was expected. She led me to a restroom to clean myself, and she was kind enough to let me use her makeup. Clean and put together, I smiled at myself in the mirror. You always need to look pretty for your man. I was taken to the top floor, where I met the board of directors. While I was sucking off the men, it was explained to me that I was being used as an experiment. That they'd developed new chemicals to induce a susceptive state and it could be used to teach new things or bring about a change in someone. I didn't understand, as I'd always been like this. I told them just as much, but the man who's cock I was gagging on, pushed my head back down. It was also explained that the hormones in my "food" had an increased estrogen content and other chemicals to enhance my physical transformation. I was at this point polishing the pearl of one of the directors, her juices plastering my face. In the end, I didn't know why everyone was acting so strange. But I was just a silly girl anyway, it wasn't my job to understand everything. My job was to be used by any man, whether by sucking them off or giving them access to my boy pussy. I was given to a competing business CEO as a gift. My master loved to share me with his board of directors, as well as clients to his firm. He even had me pleasure his wife whenever he had to stay late at the office. I was happy with my life, I loved getting my food from his staff and making people smile. I would occasionally feel a twinge of pain when I thought of my parents, but I quickly buried it. After all, you always need to look pretty for your man. I felt fulfilled with my life, what else could I ever want?