{"sf1_id":752399,"sf2_id":null,"title":"The Dark Cell: All I Hear Is Random Noise","author":"darkmaster03","words":2013,"posted_at":"2014-09-03T21:52:00.000Z","tags":["Anal vore","Dark","Feline","Human","Love","M/M","Macro","Male","Pain","Sci-Fi","Story Progression","Story Series","inserting","micro","penis","suspense"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/752399-the-dark-cell-all-i-hear-is-random-noise","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/752399","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=752399\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"Our protagonist is injured and unable to communicate! How wil he survive this next encounter?","content":"All I Hear Is Random NoiseBy darkmaster03 May 7 2014 3:31 am He asks me strange questions which do not make any logical\nsense. How much weight there is in a vacuum? \"No more games! I want\nan exact number.\" The black furred scientist asked me, with an ever growing\nagitation in his voice. My response was a hesitant \"zero, your weightless.\"\nOnly to hear back that I was lying. To my horror I watched as he once again gagged me. Feeling\nhis large fingers dexterously cover my mouth, and lock the device from behind.\nWithout saying a single word more, he grabbed me around my waist and carried me\nback to the lower floor, where the cells were. Not even bothering to enter, he\nmerely opened the door, stuck his hand through, and let go. Unable to do\nanything to cushion my fall, I landed hard onto my side, my left cheek took\nquite the impact. I felt it burn with pain. My shoulder felt numb the whole\nday... How much excess heat does your universe give off? The reply\nof \"I'm not sure probably, a lot.\" Wasn't satisfying for him, as I saw\nfrustration in his face. That was the last time, he ever took me out again. He told me if I wasn't going to cooperate, then he was going\nto leave me in that cell, bound and gagged until I died of old age. As he\ncarried me in his tight clasp, frustrated with me beyond all consolable reason.\nHe threw me hard against the far wall of the cell. He remarked \"you don't have to\nsuffer like this, yet you continue to force this upon yourself. You can rot in\nhere for all I care.\" The impact left me with the taste of blood in my mouth, as I\nfelt dizzy from the landing. Upon hearing the cell door close and lock shut.\nThe feline scientist's disgruntled muttering faded as he walked farther and\nfarther to the right. Having grown fed up with me, I had the feeling he was\ndone with me forever. His career was through, he had gotten no definitive\nproofs for his research, and he was nothing more than a liability now. It felt like an explosion had occurred inside the back of my\nhead, instinctively closing my eyes, as my head dropped down. Causing me to\nlook as if I was attempting to shield my head, from a nearby grenade explosion.\nI lay there for a bit, once the dizziness faded. I finally had the strength to\ntry and get up. In my struggle to sit up, to put my back against the wall, I\nfelt the warmth of my yellow-eyed, cell-mates furry fingers wrap around me.\nLifting me up and placing me down onto his muscular furry chest, I lay there on\nmy back, looking up into the darkness. After a while I noticed his head hover\nover me. I heard a mew followed by a roar...and realized that I could no longer\nunderstand him. My cell-mate wasn't the same anymore. Without the ability to\nunderstand him, and unable to tell him so, I felt as if I were alone. Stranded\nby myself, cut off from society. No, worse! I was akin to a mouse who was\nthrown into the den of a feral cougar, a giant predator who thought I knew what\nhe was saying. I stared into his eyes unmoving, I didn't know what he was\nasking. One wrong nod or shake of the head...was certain death. Thinking that maybe I should shrug and shake my head, but\nthen how would he interpret that? Would he think I were uninjured, this was\nstupid. I didn't want to play this game of 'guess what the giant feline is\nsaying'. So I simply shut my eyes and turned away. As I did so, I started\nshivering as I heard him roar at me, he sounded angry. Maybe I insulted him? I felt his hand on my chest, as his large fingers enclosed\naround me. Opening my eyes, I saw that I was being held right in front of his\nface. His warm breath blew over me, as his outstretched tongue made contact\nwith my face. Hearing a purr as if to say he was sorry, or maybe it was a purr\nto say let's do what we did last night, it will take your mind off the pain? I\nlooked at him and shook my head, only to receive another roar, to which I\nsimply...shrugged. Setting me down onto his pillow, he got up and walked to\nwhere the shower was. Only to return moments later as I felt two of his fingers\nwrap around my legs. He carefully looped what was some type of rope, either\nfloss or thread around my leg bindings. Feeling him gently tug onto it a few\ntimes, before raising his hand up, dragging me upside down into the air. I kept\nmy eyes closed, shaking my head vehemently, as he gently placed me into the\npalm of his hand. Holding me right next to his face, I heard him roar louder\nthan any time before. The serious, deafening tone of his voice, made my skin\ncrawl, as I began nodding profusely to avoid his ill temper. Seeing him smile, from that close. I can't even describe how\nlarge and sharp they were, how uncomfortable it made me feel as his teeth\ngleamed, with a dull reflective yellow glow. What had I agreed to? Was I to be\ndunked into his mouth or something? OH NO! My eyes widened at the realization\nthat I probably agreed, to be dunked head first into his slit. How was I going\nto get out of this, it was pitch black all around me, yet he saw as clear as\nday. My breathing began to get heavy, as he set me back down, not on the\npillow, but to where he lay his back. All I could do was watch as I saw his\nlarge eyes turn around, and walk away. Hearing him turn on the faucet. I\ncouldn't even imagine what he was doing. Being bound, unable to talk, combined with the fact that I\nwas barely able it see him thanks to his eyes. Now, through no fault of my own\nI couldn't even understand my best friend. Who was about to use me as his sex\ntoy, blissfully unaware I had no intention of wanting to do any of it. I was so\ntired of thinking, so tired of these questions, I didn't care anymore. I just\nlay down and closed my eyes, for those few brief moments I heard the faucet run. The next thing I knew I was lurched up in soapy paws,\ngetting smeared from head to toe in suds. Once my body felt nice and slippery,\nthe smell of that soap penetrating my senses. I saw his eyes for the last time,\nbefore I was nauseatingly hung upside down, by that string attached to my\nbindings. As I heard him roar, all I did was keep my eyes tightly shut and kept\nnodding. Sex with a giant didn't require understanding, he was going to put me\nwhere he pleased and there was nothing I could do about it. It's a shame that\nhe just didn't do this since the start, instead of making me believe, that he\nactually cared for me. Miraculously I felt his furry fingers grip around me once\nmore, as he set me down onto that thin mattress. I was standing on two legs with\na spongy surface beneath my feet, feeling something extremely large surround my\nhead, the lathery soap allowed for a smooth glide. Immense pressure surrounded\nme from all sides. I felt the fleshy walls, as they started to pulse around my\nentire body. The quivering sensation started to drag me forward, as the walls\ncontracted and released in a gentle rhythm, as if he were attempting holding\nback the powerful urge to squeeze any tighter. Upon hearing that large feline roar in pleasurable bliss. I\nknew he had sat on me, as he ever so slowly, carefully, lowered himself fully\nonto me. Feeling myself getting sucked deeper inside, by his convulsing\nmuscles, I held my breath as the fantastic titan sat onto the bed. The enormity\nof the weight this feline possessed, compared to me was mindboggling. His\ncontrol was legendary, even though I was in a bad situation, I still felt safe,\nknowing it was him whom I was inside. The rippling convulsions which I sent through his feline\nbody, made his tail hair stand on end, as his toes scrunched together in\necstatic euphoric bliss. A bliss which kept increasing as I was carried by\nfluttering anal muscles deep inside of him. His large penis inched slowly out\nof his sheath, as thoughts of pure lust enveloped in his mind. I heard him\nroar, as his large organ was fully erect, glistening with pre, as powerful anal\nmuscles worked all around me. I wiggled as hard as I could, to get deep inside him. As the\ntop of my head pressed against his prostate, I felt the entire cavern shake and\nquiver. Outside of that feline body, his eyes were shut tight as his lips\ncurled back, before blasting forth another roar. The massive feline tried to\nkeep as still as possible, while his penis was dripping with copious amounts of\npre. Even though I was bound, I still managed to twist my body\nupward. Making sure that I was positioned directly below the most sensitive of\nareas. My legs feeling around for just the right area, about where his prostate\nwas. I bent my legs like a kangaroo about to kick. The reaction was an\ninstantaneous release of seed. It erupted out in a thick string, traveling in a\npowerful line, only to smack heavily against the far wall. My next kick caused a powerful roar to erupt from his\nthroat. The force of the sound caused his mirror to crack, as it enveloped the\nsurrounding air. I heard the deep echo even from all the way inside. The\ngargantuan feline was grasping his thick shaft, pumping with tremendous force.\nAs I kicked again, he rose from his comfortable sitting position, straight up.\nAs one last powerful spurt, landed hard against the wall. Only for his legs to\nshatter into weak noodles underneath him, sending him crashing onto our bed. That was the last of it, he was done. As he was reaching for\nthe string with a shaky paw. He felt another intense kick.  This caused him to shoot a string of cum\nstraight up, with a roar, only to have it land on his pillow. Feeling dizzy\nfrom the stimulation, his legs having gone limp under him, reaching in\ndesperation now for the string. The one tiny hair-width, which he had to pull\nto get out of this pleasurable nightmare. Kicking him one last time with everything, before I was\nutterly exhausted. I felt my world lurching as the feline had been knocked to\nthe concrete floor, now on his hands as knees. Six long and powerful eruptions\nburst onto the ground in-between him. As he let out a roar so deep and powerful,\nfilled with so much energy, that it pierced through the sound proof walls of\nthe facility, and into the neighboring complex. Before finally managing to grip\nthe string and yank me out. As he lay there like a frog, on his belly. Dangling me in\nfront of his face, with a smile so wide. Like I had just given him godlike\npowers. He caressed me, purring like I never heard him do so before...ever. I\ncouldn't help but smile as well, seeing how joyful he looked after that\nexperience. Being held in his embrace, as the water from his fur cascaded onto\nme. The feeling of being lathered with that cheap prison soap, as he scrubbed\nme clean in-between his fingers. Receiving a lick across the front of my body\nright after. It was true love. ***No giant felines were harmed in the writing of this\nstory, but the sex was all too real***"}