excitement, - all the same it was inexpressibly pleasant!

And both of us for a time completely forgotten - in what conditions we emotionally and physically experience the picture of sexual satisfaction usually hidden from prying eyes!

The action of the vibrator in combination with the plugin with incredible success replaced us both the usual frictions ...

Standing in front of Zhorik, rubbing the partner's body with a swollen head of a member under strict prohibition, I almost simultaneously spat out with him, vomited out with a triumphant cry, as it seemed to me, the entire week stock of my juices and sperm that had broken free

Artificially prolonged orgasm forever left a memorable mark in my young male

the body ...

Never again have I been subjected to violence and at the same time to madness

stunningly-pleasant effects of special devices!

“Cool Kolya”, I think, not without curiosity, watched our duet,

Realizing that he looked very similar during the "madness of his own lust" ...

After the "climax", the nurse tilted the tray and decanted our precious discharge into a measuring cup, gaining about 20 milliliters of still warm sperm ...

The matron instructed the girls to smell, touch and even taste our precious juices mixed in the beaker ...

Ignoring the devastated models, the girls shared their impressions, with some surprise that the human sperm didn’t cause them to be squeamish, probably because they saw what price, what tensions and emotions the man had for the loss of seeding fluid ...

That THIS is not at all like an act of defecation or urination ...

The lesson was over and the girls left the room, leaving us standing in anticipation ...

Matron gave a sign to the nurse, and she disappeared for a minute outside the door, bringing us closer

trolley with medical instruments and syringes ...

- “Now we will return you to the real world, but once again I remind you and strongly recommend

in no case do not try to invade our zone, especially look for this house and complain to the "law enforcement" ...

- Nobody will believe you, but actually practically over you and not the slightest violence was done that causes harm to your health - just some “excess of powers” ​​on a voluntary basis - official papers with your signatures will be stored here as our alibi!

So dear guests, do not ask for inconvenience! ...

- “Lenochka - GET UP!”

With these words, the Matron disappeared forever from our eyes, without saying goodbye ...

And we don’t need her apologies!

Each of us was extremely happy that this obsession was coming to an end and we would again return to our familiar world, with our concerns, our sympathies for girls, sports and study!

A young pervert filled a disposable syringe with some kind of clear liquid from an ampoule and came up to me first ...

And here, at the last stage, she seemed to come up with the most sophisticated and degrading method of injection!

It was terribly embarrassing, even after all that had been experienced, when her fingers pulled off my softened member for all 20 centimeters, and the needle of the syringe confidently pierced directly into the shameless vein at its root!

Pressing my spring organ down, she skillfully injected five dice of medicine into my intimate place ...

I was anxious and fearing myself for the uncharted effects of the injection, I felt a flow of bubbling fluid penetrating deep into my genitals ...

A warm wave of hot blood began to flow to the penis, sweeping the testicles and quickly rising.

from the belly straight to the heart ...

The soft, envelopingly pleasant state made me sit on my ass so as not to fall from the resulting weakness ...

The last thing I remembered was Zhorik, who was shuffling from foot to foot from impatience,

while the lass groped on his small elastic segment a place to stick in

long needle ...

***

Fresh in the morning I woke up first, lying on the cool grass in the foothills of the river

Alma-Atinka, babbling as if nothing had happened with its crystal-clear mountain glacier water ...

My two friends were lying nearby - in the postures of homeless people who got drunk from the night ...

We were all without handcuffs, without clothes, naked, but soon, after quenching thirst straight from the river, I found in a prominent place all our simple clothes, folded in piles - apparently taken from those locker locker rooms, in the “secret summer cottage” ...

Nothing concrete is left in the memory, except for the faces, hands, and sophisticated instruments of the torturers!

No phone numbers, no directions, and a hint at the location of a strange institution ...

Having dressed and pushed friends, I waited until we silently headed for the mountain

road leading to the city ..

Yes, and what can I say - just get rid of unpleasant memories and pictures of our humiliation?

The feeling of being caught by deceit, forcibly “you bli and thrown away” after use, did not leave me constantly, stirring up the desire to deal with Viktor Ivanovich, - the only common witness of our “recruitment” ...

***

The alarm bell made me jump sharply, and when I woke up, I didn’t quite understand - how did I end up in my bed again, after what I had been through? ...

Rising from the bed, I saw THAT direction to the medical examination, which — I was sure of that — was stored somewhere in a secret summer cottage for my tormentors remaining in obscurity ...

Only now it has come to me that such vivid experiences and all the events

what happened to me and my friends is just a terrible dream!

Nightmare dream on the verge of reality! ... Devilry some ...

I used to sleep naked, so a puddle of freshly smelling dampness of my sperm, soaking the night sheet, once again testified that at night I did not leave my bed ...

And the most significant - all my golden-curly coat on my stomach, pubis and eggs was intact by no epilation!

Probably for half an hour I tried to digest everything and realize that the events I had experienced -

just my inflamed fantasy, inspired by the excessive knowledge about BDSM, obtained through a computer on the Internet ...

***

A medical examination that, in reality, was quite decently and in the prescribed offices

that medical center specified in the direction ...

I did not want to share my inflamed fantasies with cronies, moreover, exposing them not quite in a favorable light ...

So I kept my story to myself in the possibility of publishing on a famous literary site on the Russian-language Internet ...

Alexander Stoletov,

Alma-Ata

July 21, 2009