The Facility - Chapter Two: Playthings (Part 2)

The testing continued for another two hours. Gray managed to hold on, but barely. By the time everything was over, he was absolutely straining and desperate to come. The subjects were untied from their chairs and led back to their rooms, instructed to remain gagged until they got back inside. Gray had to fight to not touch himself on the walk back to his room. Once he passed through the door, he shut it and immediately began palming his cock.

“Mmmh…” He moaned, closing his eyes and leaning his back against the door. His hand felt nice around himself, and he just needed to come real quick and he would be alright. He was still gagged, so as long as he was quiet, the Admin’s wouldn’t know about him masturbating. 

Gripping himself tighter, he began a slow pace of stroking himself, realizing how painfully hard he was. His head fell against the door frame as he leaned it back. He could come quickly and be done, no one would ever know–

The door suddenly opened, and Gray almost fell backwards, if not for someone holding him up and pushing through the door. 

“Mmph?!” Gray cried, turning around quickly, only to find himself face to face with Subject 006. He quickly shut the door behind him, and pushed Gray further into the room, looking flushed and angry.

“It’s all your fault I failed the test.” He said, backing Gray into the wall opposite the door. “You, ever since you got here you’ve played all innocent. But I know the truth, you want something more. You want someone to push you to your limits. You want someone to completely destroy you.” 006 said.

Gray began to reach up to remove his gag, but 006 quickly took both hands and held them above his head. A pang of arousal shot through Gray’s body. He let out a soft gasp, and 006 pressed his hardened cock against Gray’s own.

“You kept giving attention to 113. He’s nothing but trouble. You should’ve paid attention to me instead. I can take care of you, give you what you want.” The subject said, rutting against Gray. The younger man closed his eyes, moaning out again. So Subject 006 had been jealous the whole time? Was that why he kept giving Gray dirty looks?

“If you don’t want this, push me away right now, and I’ll leave. But if you do, I’ll make it worth your while.” Subject 006 said, whispering in Gray’s ear. He released his hands, standing in front of him, cock hard in his latex suit. He looked upset, like he had been pining for Gray for a while, and like he expected him to push him away. Gray did the opposite though, he slowly got down on his knees, looking up at 006 through his lashes. The older subject smirked.

“Good boy.” He said, taking the edge of the microfoam tape and peeling it off of Gray’s mouth. He then took the sponge and threw it to the side.

“Six…” Gray breathed, once he could talk again.

“Shh. Don’t talk. You’ll make me cum.” He said, unzipping himself and sliding his cock right into Gray’s mouth. 

Gray let out a pleased moan, working 006’s cock as best he could. His mind was clouded with lust, and he just wanted to come. But he could be good first. He slid back and forth, taking 006 to the back of his throat and pulling back, only to repeat the motion. 006 sighed, putting his hand in Gray’s hair. 

“So good…” he moaned. 

Gray loved the praise. And couldn’t help but play with himself again as he sucked 006 off. The moans above him began picking up, and Gray thought 006 would come soon, but he pulled Gray off of him.

“Stand up.” he instructed. Gray did as he was told, and the subject gripped a hand around both of their cocks. Gray gasped, and Subject 006 took the opportunity to slide his tongue into Gray’s mouth. He stroked them both, sloppy sounds filling the air, as Gray struggled to comprehend what was happening. The pressure became stronger, and Subject 006 noticed, picking up the pace. 

Gray pulled away, gasping for air. “I-I’m close!” He hissed, trying to keep his voice down. 

Subject 006 put his forehead on Gray’s, eyes closed, and breathing heavily. “Fuck…” 

Things reached a crescendo, and Gray quickly found himself coming. His voice must’ve gotten too loud, because Subject 006 reached a latex hand up and clamped it over his mouth, as he came himself. The two were covered in their own sticky release, and 006 kept stroking them both until Gray started whimpering. He removed his hand and breathed with the younger man, foreheads pressed together, as they came down from their high. After taking a few moments to catch their breath, Gray was the first one to speak.

“I thought you hated me…” he said, still confused about what was going on between them. 

Subject 006 stood up straight, zipping himself back up, and walking to the bathroom to remove the remnants of their tryst. “No, I just didn’t want you to get caught up with 113. He’ll get you in trouble. Speaking of which, I haven’t seen him today.”

Gray was going to mention how 113 spent the night with him, but decided against it since it would make 006 more jealous. The other subject cleaned up, and walked to the door, peeking outside before he left.

“Thanks for a good time. Keep outta trouble, and we can have more fun later.” He smirked, leaving Gray standing there in awe. The door closed behind him, and that was that.

The rest of the day was uneventful. In fact, for the next two days, nothing of note really happened. Subject 113 still wasn’t anywhere to be seen, and Gray and 006 almost thought he had left the facility. But knowing him, and how much he loved to get into trouble, that idea was quickly tossed out the window. Subject 006 was nicer to Gray when they spoke together, but they didn’t have any other tests scheduled with each other for the rest of the week, so sneaking around getting together was a bit more difficult.

On the eighth day of being in the facility, Gray awoke to a stern knocking on his doorframe. He opened his eyes to see a tall lumbering admin. Gray was startled but sat up attentively. 

“Subject 023. The Director is impressed with the results of your tests. He would like to see you in person.” 

Gray blinked - he had honestly forgotten that the subjects were actually being examined for research purposes. He was willing to stay here for however long they were willing to keep him if it meant he could keep living out the ultimate bondage fantasy. 

The admin was quick to pick him up and strap him to a vertical dolly cart. A black ballgag was placed in his mouth quicker than he anticipated, being strapped into place and causing him to moan at the intrusion. Suddenly he felt his body leaning back as the Admin wheeled him out of the room. Despite the largeness of the facility, things were pretty quiet. Except for the faint sound of moaning and the rattling of wheels that could be heard from a distance.

Gray felt his body jerking to the left. “We’re almost there” said the Admin, Gray was about to respond with a ‘yes,sir’ but stopped at the ‘yes.’ The gag in his mouth was way too big to say much of anything. 

Once they rounded the corner, Gray realized what, or who, was making the moaning sound. On a rolling table was an older man with salt and pepper hair strapped down and naked. He was straitjacketed and tied to the table, on his mouth were several wraps of a tape gag. It made Gray’s ball gag seem tame in comparison. His straitjacket had some numbers on it, but due to the way his arms were tied, Gray couldn’t see them. He was also blindfolded, nipples clamped, and cock caged. His moans came out in short bursts of intensity, and as they passed, Gray could see that he had a large plug nestled deep in his ass. Judging from the sound, it was vibrating at stop-and-go intervals. The man’s admin was pushing the cart along casually, passing Gray and the Admin with little regard. The young subject would’ve kept staring, if not for his own admin jerking the dolly and bringing him back to reality.

“Stay focused, unless you want to end up like 047.”

Gray quickly turned his head to the front and followed directions. That guy was Subject 047, huh?

A few minutes more of being carted to an elevator, taking it to the seventh floor, and traversing down more halls brought Gray to the room titled ‘Director.’ He waited for the admin to open the door, and then was ushered inside. 

This room was a bit warmer than the usual white and sterile halls of the facility. With wooden paneling and red carpet, it felt like a completely different world than the one Gray had slowly gotten used to. Inside the room were what seemed like hundreds of books lining massive bookshelves, certificates of doctoral studies on the wall, a large sofa, a massive desk, and two “trophies” on either side of the room. Upon closer inspection, Gray could see they were subjects, encased in gold catsuits from head to toe and suspended off of the wall. Gray almost came on the spot from the realization. They were perfectly still, and could easily be confused for statues if not for their differing body types. 

“Ah!” The man behind the desk said, getting up and standing next to it. “Wonderful, you’re right on time. Please, come in.” He said.

Gray knew it was all for show - he didn’t really have a choice whether to come in or not, but it was more so about establishing that the Director was in charge here. 

The admin ushered Gray forward, and up close he could see just how handsome the Director was. He was tall and built, but not too bulky. His face was dressed in glasses and light stubble, he looked like an average man. You wouldn’t have guessed that he was the extreme pervert he had to be to develop this facility in the first place. The Director smiled at Gray.

“Hello, Subject 23, I’ve heard a great deal about you.” He reached two hands out and roamed them over Gray’s chest, brushing his nipples in the process.

“Mhhh….” Gray gave out a small moan, arching upwards to meet the touch. The straps around his chest mimicked his time being in Doctor Hawthorne’s office, and he wasn’t given much room to wiggle.

“Excellent, just as sensitive as I imagined.” The Director beamed, taking his fingers and pinching Gray’s nipples. The Director nodded to the admin that wheeled Gray in, and the admin stepped out leaving the two of them alone. He smiled and began to roam his hands across Gray's exposed body. 

“I’m so glad you chose to be apart of this experiment” began the Director, “I was worried that too many would see my ad as some sort of phishing scam” the director chuckled, “But it seems that some people are just too horny and willing to think through clicking on a suspicious email.” The director punctuated his sentence with a brush of Gray’s stiffening cock. 

“You may be wondering how this whole thing got started.” The Director said with a grin. “For years I have studied the relationship between the mind and the body, and how tantalizing the conflict between the two can be. The mind may be telling you that pain is something to be feared, but how your body reacts tells a whole other story” The Director gave a harsh squeeze to Gray’s cock, Gray moaned through his ball gag, his pupils dilated. It seems the Director was making his point clear. 

“What do you say, Subject? Are you more interested in pain… or pleasure?” Gray looked up at the Director longingly - he had him in the palm of his hand. 

“Not to worry, I will make the choice for you. That is the whole point after all.” He said, before walking behind Gray and undoing the straps that held him to the cart. Gray almost dropped to the floor once being freed, but managed to keep his knees from buckling. He wanted to make a good first impression. The Director took Gray by the arms, leading him to his desk. It took Gray only a fraction of a second to notice that there was a spreader bar located at the bottom of the heavy oak desk, and cuffs on either side. Without a second’s warning, he was pushed over the edge of the desk, in a similar position to when he got fucked days before. The Director took his hands and spread them far so that Gray’s chest had no choice but to lay flat against the desk. Then took his legs and did the same with the spreader bar. 

“Mmphh….” Gray gave a weak tug to his restraints. The desk was sturdy, and he wasn’t going to move it anytime soon. The restraints were solid as well, and his struggling caused his hips to sway in a motion that was hypnotizing to the Director, who circled the desk admiring his work.

“I start all my subjects off here. The position is meant to be exposing, while also causing just enough stress to the body to edge on being painful.” He explained, taking his hand and rubbing it down Gray’s shoulder blades to the swell of his ass. Gray shivered under the touch, but could do nothing to pull away. “I will show you, my lovely subject, what happens to the good boys who get to come and see me.”

“Mhh!” Gray startled forward. The Director wasted no time spanking his exposed ass. The latex made the spanks more pronounced, and the position had Gray completely at his mercy. The slaps were at different intervals - three on one side, four on the other, two across - it didn’t really matter, and Gray certainly wasn’t keeping track. All he could focus on was the delicious pain blooming across his ass, and the way his cock rubbed against the desk under him.

“I understand you, Subject 23. You would like to be good for someone. And I can be that someone for you.” The Director carried on. His voice was sending Gray straight into subspace, and the subject could do nothing but moan in response. “You will be rewarded for all of your hard work, rest assured.” Another smack came across Gray’s cheeks. He was vaguely aware of the gag in his mouth being removed.

“Mmh-fwaa…” A trail of drool fell from Gray’s lips. He lifted hazy eyes just in time to see the Director’s cock being lined up with his face. “Mhh!”

“Ohh, Subject.” The Director moaned, filling Gray’s mouth. He pushed in gently, giving Gray time to adjust, before slowly pumping in and out. “This is the next part of the exam to see how well you can be one of my personal playthings. The added stress to the neck will make it a bit harder to breathe, so be sure to let me know if it’s too much. Though, judging from your moans and the way your pupils have dilated, I think you’re faring quite well.” 

Gray wasn’t listening. The Director talked a lot, which was great to get Gray into subspace, but after that he was completely checked out from the conversation. The only thing he was somewhat aware of was that the Director was praising him.

“Mmh, mmh, ahh…” Wet noises filled the room, Gray had to focus harder to not choke from this position, but the struggle only made things more hot. His cock had been trapped underneath him for sometime now, and he was sure with some more dirty talk or spankings he could come –

The sound of knocking on the door startled Gray. He was about to try and turn his head, when the Director nonchalantly responded with a cheerful “Come in!”

The door opened to an admin coming in - not that Gray could see him. “Sir, I brought the reports you asked for.” The admin said, standing in the doorway. The Director nodded, not caring to pause his pumps into Gray’s mouth. 

“Ah, of course. Bring them over please.” He smiled.

“Mmmh…!” Gray moaned harshly. He just had sex with people watching days ago, but having two higher ups have a casual conversation as if he wasn’t stretched over the Director’s desk was quickly bringing him to climax. The admin and Director ignored him, as they began talking about reports and numbers, exam results, and other things that Gray’s horny brain couldn’t even begin to focus on. He was snapped back to attention when he felt a hand on his ass, pulling down the zipper to expose the skin underneath. 

He felt a finger probing at the entrance to his ass. Gray had to focus hard not to bite down on the Director’s cock. He felt a hand gently run through his hair.

“I heard you like being called a good boy, don’t you, Subject? Being praised for being so obedient. Just breathe for me.” The Director instructed. Gray tried to relax as much as allowed. 

The latexed fingers pushed in easily - Gray was still stretched from the days previous after all. The fingers pushed in, scissored, and prodded. Gray cried out around the Director’s cock, trying not to come. He knew he would be in trouble for coming without permission.

“Oh, that made his throat tighter.” The Director breathed. He grabbed a small remote on his desk and clicked a button. The curtains behind the desk automatically opened, revealing a huge mirror. The Director pulled out of his mouth, allowing Gray to catch his breath and rest his head on the desk. The young man sputtered and coughed a bit, having had to crane his head in an uncomfortable way for so long. Before he truly had time to recover though, he could feel the spit-slick cock of the Director pushing into him.

“Ah-!” He cried out, before two fingers pushed into his mouth. The Director casually held down Gray’s tongue while bottoming out, groaning all the while.

“So good.” The Director moaned. Gray greedily lapped around his fingers. The Director took that same hand and grabbed Gray’s hair, forcing him to look at himself in the mirror. “I want you to watch, Subject 23, as you come for me.”