{"sf1_id":278204,"sf2_id":"Xnr6D60n","title":"Portals - Chapter 4","author":"Runewuff","words":2060,"posted_at":"2011-08-17T07:21:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","BDSM","Bondage","Electricity","M/solo","Ocelot","Rat","Sci-Fi","Snuff","Sub"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/278204-portals-chapter-4","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Xnr6D60n","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/66/28/662805d4-b2f6-41fd-9b76-6c5fa9ab86cf","description":"","content":"Portals\n\nby Rune\n\n\\*\u0026nbsp; \\*\u0026nbsp; \\*\u0026nbsp; \\*\u0026nbsp; \\*  \n  \nChapter 4\n\nFair warning: This is the wierdest sex scene I've ever written. It's been a challenge to find tags for it. If it's not properly tagged, help would be welcome.\n\nEnjoy! ^\\_^  \n  \n\\*\u0026nbsp; \\*\u0026nbsp; \\*\u0026nbsp; \\*\u0026nbsp; \\*  \n  \nGeoff hung his head, his body stretched out in a tight \"X\" by the mechanical shackles. The clean white fur of his rat's body stretched out below him, nipples glinting with barbell piercings. Intricate tribal markings dyed in his fur swirled out of the right nipple and flowed across his right side, from his hand, around his shoulder, down his hip and leg all the way to his paw. He wiggled his furless naked tail, its bare tip dragging across the cold metal floor, wondering what Andrea Technologies was going to do to him that required restraining him so tightly.  \n  \nWaves of fear tensed through every muscle in his body. He'd been better off on the streets, hungry. Now he wasn't just hungry, but naked, and cold too... waiting harsh treatment. He'd be lucky if the corp even bothered to stay within the laws for humane testing. Images of what biotech corporations had done to anthros back in the dark days, when his kind was being created, flashed through his mind. This kind of restraining had usually accompanied the ancient horrors...\n\n\u0026nbsp; He jerked against the restraints, but the cold metal didn't budge an inch.  \n  \n\\*\u0026nbsp; \\*\u0026nbsp; \\*\u0026nbsp; \\*\u0026nbsp; \\*  \n  \nSuddenly, the metal door slid open, and the female ocelot in the lab coat padded in, an Andrea Technologies blue holomenu drifting in\u0026nbsp; mid-air in front of her. Restrained spread out and bare to her as he was, he felt his cheeks redden.  \n  \n\"Let's see...\" her warm face pondered the holomenu with piercing eyes.  \n  \nShe knelt down, opened one of the panels in the floor, and pulled out three large metal rings.  \n  \nShe picked up one of them, and the mechanical shackle arm on his left arm released just in time for the ring to go on... and his arm disappeared into it?  \n  \n\"What the fuck?\"  \n  \nTerror gripped him.  \n  \n\"Where's my arm?\" he gasped.  \n  \nShe slid the ring past his elbow, all the way to his armpit, erasing his arm from existence. The ring had some cold metal connection points that clicked and adhered to his flesh.  \n  \nWasting no time, she ran a second ring down his right arm, the tribal patterns that had taken hours of fur-dying vanishing into the cold metal. He watched in horror, mouth gaping open, as his arm vanished, and the ring locked to his flesh.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He shuddered, his hands grasping at air?  \n  \nHe still had hands?  \n  \nHe could flex both arms, clench his fists and feel his fingers touch his palms, but there was nothing for his arms to touch.  \n  \n\"Where the fuck are my arms?\" he asked the ocelot.  \n  \n\"Please be quiet,\" her eyes shot him a laser sharp glance, annoyed, \"I can't tell you anything because of the nondisclosure agreement. It cuts both ways, you know. You won't be harmed... at least, nothing we can't repair later.\"  \n  \nThe third ring went around his tail, and it too slipped out of existence.  \n  \nWas it invisible? No, it couldn't touch the floor where there should have been floor.  \n  \nThe ring locked with the flesh in the small of his back.  \n  \nHe wiggled his limbless torso, seemingly amputated by the rings, his hands and tail flailing around unseen.  \n  \n\"Hold still!\" her eyes stared into his murderously as she held up a single ring, much smaller than the others.  \n  \nThe transparent blue holomenu scrolled through some sort of command lines.  \n  \nHe breathed heavily, his cock starting to stir, its pink head rising out of its sheath. It throbbed, slipping out into the cold air, swelling until it became so hard it ached.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; He breathed in gasps at the discomfort of being so hard... how could this be turning him on?  \n  \nDeep in his mind, he knew it was an external command.  \n  \nThe cyberlink! They were using his own cyberlink to send signals directly to his brain, and control his arousal.  \n  \nShe knelt down in front of him and took his throbbing cock in one hand.  \n  \n\"Oh, God, no!\" his limbs flailed in space as his amputated torso tried to flinch away, but his ankles were still shackled to the floor.  \n  \n\"Hold still!\" she scolded, \"Or I'll start applying negative stimulus...\"  \n  \nThe ring squeezed onto the head of his hard cock, and he watched in horror as his member vanished... while another rat's cock appeared out of another ring lying on the floor, like a rabbit out of a magician's hat.  \n  \nShe wiggled the ring aggressively to fit the widening base of his cock, then locked it to his sensitive flesh just above his balls.  \n  \nWait... was that his cock on the floor?  \n  \nHe consciously throbbed his shaft a few times... the one on the floor moved.  \n  \nHow the fuck did his cock get over there?  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; She picked up the amputated cock and fitted it to a bulging plastic base with a stand, then placed it underneath him, turning it to lock to a circle in the middle of the round floor under him.  \n  \n\"Bend down,\" she said, her eyes seeming to burn right through him.  \n  \nBlood rushing to his cheeks in embarassment, he knelt his amputated body down, his shackled paws on either side of the cock... his cock, throbbing and starting to ooze pre tantalizingly down its length. He gasped and panted with desire, while his cheeks grew hot for acting that way in front of her.  \n  \nShe smiled a bit, as she knelt down to lock stainless steel disks with handles over where his arms and tail used to be, then tied metal cables from attachment points in the floor to them. He couldn't raise his body an inch.  \n  \nHe could lower it a little, and then the cables locked his amputated body a bit lower...  \n  \nHe shuddered as he realized he could lower himself onto his own cock, but not off again.  \n  \n\"Take it!\" she demanded.  \n  \nHow could he possibly fuck himself? Lowering his ass onto his own cock felt so wrong... He couldn't humiliate and degrade himself right in front of her, not like this!  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; \"Negative stimulus,\" she said matter of factly.  \n  \n\"Aaahhh!\" The smooth steel collar shocked his neck with electricity.  \n  \n\"This is the first test,\" she explained, her eyes boring straight into his, \"You have to do what I tell you to do, of your own free will. More stimulus will be applied until you do so... on second thought...\"  \n  \nShe reached up to open a panel in the ceiling, her lab coat-clad body arching over his hunched, humiliated form. She pulled out two black wires running from the ceiling and clipped them to his nipple piercings.  \n  \n\"That outta make the negative stimulus much worse,\" she said, \"I suggest you obey.\"  \n  \nCheeks burning with shame, he lowered his amputated and restrained torso down on trembling legs, the cables to where his arms and tail used to be ratcheting tighter in the floor.  \n  \nHe gasped and paused as the tender flesh of his asshole touched the tip of his own swollen cock.  \n  \n\"Negative stimulus.\"  \n  \n\"Aaaagggghhhh!\" he shrieked, tears welling in his eyes, as electricity coursed between his nipple piercings, causing his heart to flutter, and danced pain through the flesh between his nipples and his collar.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Panting, he obediently lowered himself onto his own cock...  \n  \nHe gasped as the head of his cock pushed his ring open with only a drop of warm pre in his urethra for lubrication. He instinctively clenched, which squeezed his cock in throbbing pleasure. His arms and tail writhed in the air God-knew-where.  \n  \nThe cables clicked and locked tight again. There was no pulling out.  \n  \nFearing another shock of \"negative stimulus\", he sank his amputated torso down lower, his hips trembling from the exertion of holding his legs in that awkward squat. His cock, slick with pre, slipped ever deeper through his ring, until he reached the point where the base of his cock grew girthier.  \n  \nHe breathed heavily to steel himself for the drop, body trembling, his cock throbbing inside him. Finally he just let his weight carry himself down, the base of his cock growing almost as large as the head, and pushing his ring open hard. He moaned as his ass clenched on the base of his cock pleasurably.  \n  \n\"Good,\" said the ocelot, watching with the intensity of a hunter, \"Now rise.\"  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Relived to be able to end the humiliating ordeal, he pushed his limbless body up on shivering legs... but the cables jerked tight, stopping him before he could lift off the head of his cock.  \n  \n\"Go fuck yourself,\" she smiled a bit.  \n  \nHis mouth gaped open as he realized he could literally do just that.  \n  \n\"Fuck yourself hard,\" she commanded with a piercing stare, \"This test will only end when you cum. And whatever you do, don't slow down, or you'll get negatively stimulated.\"  \n  \nWith that, she turned and strode out the room, one paw dexterously in front of the other The solid metal door slid open and shut for her, and then only the cameras remained, buzzing as they zoomed in slightly so as not to miss a thing.  \n  \nPanting and blushing, he began working his aching legs, his cock sliding up and down inside his aching ring, the base rhythmically pulling him open wide. His ring clenched the base of his cock, which throbbed and oozed hot pre enjoyably in response, which caused his ass to spasm in pleasure, which made his cock swell a little harder... in a feedback loop of hot, sloppy self-sex.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Tears of ecstacy dampened his facefur while he moaned in tortured joy. It was more intense than any ass-pounding he could remember.  \n  \nDesperate to cum, he drove his legs hard, pulling up on the cable with each upstroke, and pressing the cold plastic cock-stand hard against his asscheeks with each downstroke, like a canine knot threatening to rip him open. His ring clenched and his cock throbbed rhythmicaly, but he couldn't quite cum.  \n  \nNo!  \n  \nHis thoughts confirmed what his mind feared: there was a signal inhibiting him from climaxing, being sent through the cyberlink.  \n  \n\"You bitch!\" he cried into the air, bitter tears flowing into his muzzle.  \n  \nExhausted and frustrated, his aching legs couldn't hold the pace for long and he slowed...  \n  \n\"Aaaahhhh!\" he yelled as electric pain pulsed in his sensitive nipples, fluttered through his heart and flickered on his neck.  \n  \nHe frantically slipped his amputated body up and down his swollen shaft, his legs aching and trembling with exertion in that painfully wide squat.  \n  \nHe couldn't slow down or the electrodes would punish him. Yet he couldn't cum either.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; His cock throbbed, stuffing his own ass with each downstroke, the swollen base clenched by his hole rhythmically in painful ecstacy, which caused his cock to pulse achingly hard, which stuffed his ass even harder, which caused his hole to spasm tighter... the feeback loop of self-sex so intense his body shivered with lust while he arched his amputated body and sobbed to the sky.  \n  \nBut his trembling legs couldn't keep it up...  \n  \n\"Ehhh-h-h-h...\" he sobbed as the electricity hurt his nipples and heart again... and again... and again... He no longer had the strength to keep up the pace, so the electrodes on his nipple piercings and in his metal collar punished him for slowing continuously.  \n  \nHe cried out in agony, invisible arms and tail flailing in space, and legs collapsed so his asscheeks rested on the plastic knot at the base of his throbbing cock. His amputated body arched back from the pulses of agony in his sensitive nipples, the current causing his heart to jump and lungs to breathe hesitantly. His ring and cock spasmed hard, but the inhibiting commands being sent to his brain kept him from orgasming, and he sobbed, tears dripping off his muzzle... his heart felt like it would stop at any second.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; One last breath escaped his lips as his lungs fell limp and empty.  \n  \nHis heart stopped beating.  \n  \nThe last sensation felt by his brain was chest muscles spasming from the agonizing jolts running like fire between his nipples...  \n  \n\n","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/278196-portals-chapter-3.json"}