The Silence of the Slave

A sterile hell of white. Welcome to my practice, you worthless piece of scum. You—an utterly pathetic heap of flesh, encased in a straitjacket and completely silenced by a gag—lie there while I, your merciless doctor, take control of every millimeter of your body. Using cold dilators, I systematically stretch you open until you are nothing but an open hole for my experiments. As I jerk you off with medical precision, there is no escape and no mercy. You are not a patient here, but a research subject; under my hands, every desperate twitch is punished with increased pressure. You are no longer human—just a hole to be used—and you realize that you exist solely to satisfy my lust.