Atlas
Author's note: You must be 18 or older to read, the usual warnings.
Man, where the hell am I? Last thing I remember I was at the office, then BLAM - I'm here. Wherever "here" is, anyway. I seem to be standing in some sort of room that's white on all sides, as if I'm in a giant delivery box. There is no indication of where I am anywhere.
"Ah, you're awake." I jump as a voice seems to come out of nowhere. Looking around, I see that one of the walls have turned into a window. I guess it wasn't devoid of features, after all. Actually, that's not the important thing right now. I walk over to the window to inspect it. A few taps. Very bizarre, the window seems like it's authentic glass. But that can't be, it was a wall seconds ago!
"Oi, no tapping on the glass!" A face pops out suddenly from beneath the window, making me jump again. Great, 5 minutes and I've been scared twice already. This can't be good for my health. Whoever the guy at the window is, though, doesn't seem to care. "So, I bet you're wondering why you're here. You're here because you've been selected for a rare experiment!" I didn't like the sound of that. "Anyway, about the experiment. Well, it's not really an experiment, so to say." I relax a little. "By the way, is it rape if you don't stop the guy raping you?" Huh, what kind of question was that?
"I bet you're wondering what kind of question was that." The window guy says mischievously. "Well, you see, I've created this testing chamber for rock crushing. Trying to crush carbon into diamond. Didn't work, but I've got this perfectly good crusher now that I need to put to good use." I really don't like the sound of that. A crusher? What kind of maniac is this dude?
"If you'll look up, you'll see that the crusher is actually flat. That means no pointy sharp objects to stab your face. Now, if you'll look back to me," He's now waving some box with a big button on it, "Here's the remote for the crusher. If I do this..." He presses one of the buttons, and I hear a whir from above. Looking up I see the crusher slowly but surely starting to descend.
"Please, don't crush me!" I had no idea who this guy is, but it's clear that he's some crazy murderer. "Oh, don't worry, it's not for crushing." He replies, grinning even wider. I'm trusting this guy less and less. "See, you're strong enough to hold the crusher up, which is quite light, but it's still heavy enough to crush you to a pulp. You'd better start holding it up now if you want to live." Uh oh, the crusher's nearly onto me. I lift my paws up. Thankfully, he wasn't lying and it's not too heavy for me to hold. I needed to hold it up with both paws, though, otherwise it'll still descend.
"Ah, excellent!" I spin my head around and the guy's standing next to me. How did he get - "Now, remember, both paws up." With that, he reaches over and starts rubbing on my groin. "Hey, the fuck are you doing? " I yell. Instinctively I reach one of my paws down to try and stop him but the crusher immediately starts descending on me again. Shit. I reach back up to hold the crusher steady.
"Ah, I do love this! You're stuck here and there's nothing you could do! You've even got both paws to use..." He laughs, unbuttoning the front of my jeans and revealing my sheath. Argh! I'm standing here being molested by some crazy canine, and I'm helpless to do anything about it!
The guy keeps rubbing up and down my shaft, and despite my obvious distaste for the current situation, er, predicament, I start to grow hard. How lovely, I'm standing in the middle of a room with my paws up and a hard-on. The guy continues fondling me against my will, and before long I soon get to my full erection of 5 inches. I know, it's...
"Tiny." The crazy person still on me finishes my sentence. I blush a bit, despite the situation. "Stop doing that!" I yell at the guy, but he continues with his foul exploration.
"Now, now, is that the way to talk to the guy who decides on whether you live?" He pulls a mock sad face. "If you really push me, I just might increase the pressure above you..." With his other paw, he fiddles with the remote. Immediately, the crusher pushes down on me, harder than before. Now I'm straining to keep it in place. One of my footpaws is actually starting to slip on the floor, unable to get a good grip.
"Mm, you've got a nice ass." I was straining so hard to keep the crusher up I didn't notice that the guy has slipped behind me. With a quick tug, he pulls my pants down completely, leaving me half naked with a would-be rapist in a room goodness knows where. I feel his finger slip into my ass and jump involuntarily.
"Nice and tight, too...I assume you haven't had a cock up your ass?" The guy asks, sliding his finger in and out more and more quickly. It was getting rather painful now without any lubricant and I whimper. "Please...stop..." I manage to blurt out, before he pulls his finger out of me, hard.
"Alright, time for the finale." The guy says, and steps behind me. I cringe in thought of what was going to happen next. The guy still didn't use any lube, this was going to...
"One...two...THREE!" He rams his cock into my ass, and we both scream; him in pleasure, me in pain. It was unbearable, but he didn't give me a second to adjust before pulling out and thrusting again. I didn't know how I was still able to hold up the crusher at this point. With each thrust, the pain inside me was becoming more intense. It felt like I just ate 5 bowls of curry, my ass was burning so much.
"Agh...agh...don't think I'm gonna last much longer..." The guy grabs onto my shoulders for support; I almost fall but the whirr of the crusher coming down reminds me not to. "Ooh...about to...CUM!!!" He yells out tht last word and howls in delight as he ejaculates inside of me; I feel dirty but he made no signs of pulling out. He wanted to fill me with every last drop of his seed. We stand there for a while, not talking; I was too spent to talk; he was still recovering from his orgasm.
"Thanks for that, friend. That was a good one." Finally he pulls out and I hear a squelch as his cock was finally free from my behind. He walks in front of me and I notice some blood on his dick. Seeing me look, he says, "Oh, don't worry. This is your blood. Your ass doesn't seem to appreciate me." That no good sonnofa...
"So, can I please go now?" I ask. He seems to ponder that for a while, before shrugging, "Ok." I feel relieved that I was finally going to escape from this monster, but then he continues... "Tomorrow, that is. I'll just leave you here for now."
What? He was just going to leave me here, holding up that accursed crusher for who knows how long? Apparently, he was, because he turns around and walks away from me, through a door that suddenly appeared on the wall. It vanishes as soon as he leaves.
I couldn't even look at my watch to tell what time it was, because it was on my wrist and I couldn't move them or the crusher would come down. I sigh. This was going to be a long night...