Strung Up Scourge

	
	Another day of nothing to do while behind bars would ware on the mind of any prisoner sentenced to such a fate, incarcerated in a solitary cell with no one to talk to and nothing to do, left to one's own thoughts to pass the time.  The current cell being occupied was a sort of higher end, solitary cell.  Metal bars to be sure but the room was bigger than the standard size prisoner accommodations but not sporting anything else beyond that.   The bed, sink and other facilities were of standard quality, but the room itself fairly clean, shiny even.

	The cell's occupant, a green hedgehog sporting an orange jumpsuit with a designation on the back reading: 67AW - Scourge, sat calmly on his bed, legs crossed and arms behind his noggin to kill some time.  Of course, he'd need to kill much more time in order to leave this place, though he was used to being locked up by now, given his history with crime.  The rest of his unwilling outfit was rather high tech looking cuffs, one at the end of each appendage, and a matching collar around his neck.  They weren't comfortable in the least but he had gotten used to them over time. 

	“Uuugh, this is getting tedious as hell.  Day in, day out, sit here, stare at the wall and do nothing.  Heh, Fiona's probably bored out of her mind since I'm not there to rock that red body of hers.”

	Scourge let out a bored sigh as he looked at the ceiling then back down to the end of the bed.  Eyes half shut out of sheer tedium from lack of things to do.  

	“Why the hell did they toss me in solitary anyway?  Does the new warden have some kinda hard on for smacking the bad boy around?  Or are they just scared of me?  Hmph....well....speaking of hard ons, I think it's time for the daily entertai-”  

	His statement on wanted pleasure was cut short as a robotic, feminine voice chimed from his collar, breaking his concentration.  

	“Prisoner 67AW.  You are now required to follow special instructions for an undefined amount of time.  Failure to comply will result in disciplinary action including but not limited to electric shocks and sentence lengthening.  Please comply to present orders beginning with leaving your bed.”  

	The sudden voice emanating from Scourge's collar caught him off guard briefly, seems they weren't just for show.

	“Geez, what kinda robotic bitch cake are you?  You my secretary or something because I could use one of those right about now.”

	“Please follow directions Prisoner 67AW, they shall be repeated once more and failure to comply will be met with an electric shock.”

	“Pfffft, Seriously?  Well maybe I don't want to get out of bed, maybe I'm comfy where I'm sitting an- GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!”

	The hedgehog's push back tone was cut short as his body was ignited with the aforementioned electricity, hotly sparking and pinging through out his body.  Scourge gripped onto the collar in an instinctful motion of pain, and a vain attempt to remove it.  He was no stranger to shocks as discipline but this was far beyond the standard he was used it.    

	Tossing and turning around quickly, Scourge unintentionally fell onto the floor with a hard thud, then the shocks ceased.  Panting heavily and using the bed-frame as a bracing point, he staggered to his feet shakily as he regained himself.

	“Guh....rrrr...THE HELL WAS THAT ABOUT!?  You trying to kill me or something?!”  

	“Proper warning was issued to the prisoner and direct action was taken.  Next directive, please stand and remove any and all articles of clothing.”

	Scourge's expression turned from annoyed pained, to quizzical pain.  He raised an eyebrow and left his mouth a slight gape in confusion at the simple AI's words.

	“Strip down?  Why would you even....You all hot and bothered by me babe or maybe just....”

	“Please follow directions Prisoner 67AW, they shall be repeated once more and failure to comply will be met with an electric shock.”
	
	“Alright alright geez, you made your point.......bitch.  I could use a cool draft anyway.”  

	Scourge's last part of his sentence was under his breath as he complied with the AI's demands, while he was used to many forms of interrogation he didn't want to repeat those shocks again if he didn't have to.  Besides, for him this was actually a nice order since he had no issue showing himself off to anyone who wanted a look at the self proclaimed king.

	Starting with his shirt, he casually unzipped the orange covering and tossed it aside, showing off his trademarked torso scar among other less noticeable ones.  Then removing the matching pants with his underwear and casting them away as well.  The prison didn't have any shoes for the inmates due to possible smuggling, so he didn't need to worry about that.  

	There he was now, standing within his cell in the buff.  Of course this wasn't anything new given the type of person Scourge was.  Letting out an arrogant laugh, he taunted the AI within his collar.  

	“So!  What do ya think babe?  Am I everything you expected and more?  Getting all of the right camera shots?  Impressed by my size?  Hmph, pretty sure it's all of the above, who says AIs can't get horny eh?  Actually speaking of that, I was going to take care of something before you barged in on me.  Gotta tell ya babe, that's rude.”

	“Prisoner will now make his way to the center most point of his cell.”

	“Pfft, alright whatever, wanting to get a better look I take it?  Well I woul- AH! H-Hay what the?!”

	Scourge was suddenly halted in place as he casually talked and walked, the restraints around his appendages had frozen in place and felt as solid as metal.   After which then suddenly adjusted themselves and reoriented the hedgehog prisoner into an X-crossed spread eagle pose.  The restraints seemed to be fitted with a sort of powerful magnet technology as Scourge hovered slightly off the ground, completely unable to budge himself out of the present X shape he was making.

	“The hell is this now?  You got some kinda bdsm kink or something your horny robot?  Or what?  How about you let me out of this so I can do all of the work myself huh?”

	“Prisoner's orders have been completed, specific assignment now in effect.  initiating lock applying procedure.”  

	His expression going into irritating confusion, the hedgehog wondered what she meant by locks.  Suddenly the floor in front of Scourge began to shift and open with panels moving around as a sort of robotic arm raised itself up from it's depths.  It looked liked a straight piston except much more high tech with a tube leading into what looked to be a cod piece?

	Scourge's confusion only grew as the machine made it's way forward to his lower section, his fluffy sheath exposed to whatever this thing was about to do.  Fearing a bit, the hedgehog attempted to pull his hips back to avoid  the device, but it was to no avail as it made the connection, engulfing Scourge's shaft along with his ample orbs.  He yelled out in protest, angry screams as he steeled himself for horrible pain to ensue, more than the shocks could ever be.

	In an odd turn however, he felt no pain, but rather something metal, cold and heavy finding it's way onto his shaft to weight it down.  Another feeling of something spinning around the top of his testicles, then clicks and locking noises emanated from the machine as it finished it's procedure, retracting back into the floor as if it had never even been there.    

	Once the machine fully retracted, Scourge looked down to where it had been and was shocked and angered and what he saw.

	“WHAT THE HELL!?”

	He shouted, seeing that one the machine had locked to him, was a type of chastity device of all metal construction.  The cap completely sealed off any outside stimulation to his shaft, aside from a small hole at the front from obvious bodily functions.   A metal ring was fashioned around his the top of his balls to keep it firmly in place, the ring itself wasn't too tight to the point of being painful, but it was enough for Scourge to feel it there.  

	“Why in the HELL did you put this on me!?  Take this damned thing off right the hell now before I bust out of here then bust YOU out completely!”

	“Prisoner has been reported to be sexually stimulating themselves nearly every day to the point of behavior modification via denial of traditional stimulation.”

	“HAY!  If you want to jack off as much as I want, I'm going to ya dig!?  Idiotic robot, if I want to bust a nut then I damn well will!”

	Scourge continued to shout out annoyed sentences filled with swearing and other obscenities, the AI just doing as programmed, initiated the next stage.  

	“Activated alternative stimulation method.”

	Resuming into yet another confused look, sounds of the floor moving crossed his ears again but this time behind him.  In a similar fashion to the first time, it shifted around as another tubular machine raised itself from the ground, looking very similar to the first with one exception.  In stead of a holed piece on the end, it was sporting something that made Scourge's heart sink to his stomach.

	On the end was a brightly colored toy shaft, glistening in the surrounding light to show it's lubricated property, and with a mechanical wirring sound, started to move upward towards the bound hedgehog.  Scourge knew exactly where it was planning to go, and he had every intention to not let it happen. 

	“Don't you even dare!  You let me out of this thing right the hell now!  I am NOT taking it up the ass from some damned, roboti- AAANNGHH!!!”

	The machine didn't hesitate when it came to Scourge's shouts of disapproval and continued it's journey forward as it entered into his tailhole with a moderate amount of resistance.  It seemed this was his first time having anything in his body, the machine having a little bit of difficulty pushing it at some points, though given the relative thinness of the two it was soon all the way up into the green hedgehog, hilted.

	All the while, Scourge himself let out pained gasps and yells of defiance as the machine did it's job, soon after hilting the prisonhog, it began pulling back out until it was just at the tip of exit, then right back in again to hilt once more.  It began forming a rhythm of slightly faster pushes each time, slowly finding it easier to push in and out the more Scourge was loosened.    The hedgehog however was not finding any of this easy, gritting his teeth in pain and holding back a tear or two, he kept on screaming for the thing to be pulled out, how it hurt even if it did get slightly more tolerable each time.  The main point for him though, was just how humiliating it was.  He had always seen and portrayed himself as the tough one above anyone else, getting and being on top of all the ladies but now?  He was the one on the bottom, taking everything.
	


	From within another part of the prison sat a darkened, nearly empty room.  Stark clean and sparsely populated with any objects, the only things it contained was a wall of monitors with a more sizable one in the center, and a single feminine looking mobian with a pair of horns.   The female in question looked over the screens, all of differing angles of the present situation that Scourge was going through.  She was observing all of the details, arms to her back, intently studying everything as the AI voice tending to Scourge also spoke to her. 

	“Madame Clove, the Prisoner doesn't seem to be taking the starting treatment well.  Shall the second phase commence?”

	“Hmm, the client told us he was a tough hold out but he won't last forever.  Let them know that it might take a little longer than planned but it'll get done, though I'm a bit surprised that they paid his bail in full but didn't want him back until he was more submissive.”

	“Full dose Madame Clove?”

	“No no, the client specifically asked for more docile behavior, we don't need him broken.”  

	“Understood ma'am.  Initiating second phase, Aphrodisiac administration commencing.”

	Clove focused her gaze more sharply when the AI spoke, staring more intently at the bound hedgehog and cracking a very sinister grin as the next step began.

	
	“Get this DAMNED thing out AAAH! Already!  Ggnn!  It hurts and AAAH!  You won't make me like it!”

	Scourge continued his struggles, the prior lubrication coupled with the more loosed state of himself, it was slightly more easy to take the toy as it worked him.  Of course it wasn't something he was enjoying, and it was still a bit painful but every now and again, a grunt would turn into a slight moan as it kept going, though this was out of Scourge's control.

	Soon however, things started to change as the session of unwanted pleasuring went on.  Scourge suddenly felt a warm, runny liquid from within his anal walls, at first he was startled at the concept of it possibly being blood, had the machine worked him a little too much?   This however wasn't the case as there was no pain, no pain at all in fact now as pink-ish liquid began to drip from where the toy was entering him, was it some more lubrication to make it even more easy for him?

	No, this was something else, this hot wet feeling started to cause a warm tingling sensation all throughout the hedgehog's body as he was penetrated.  All pain had vanished, replaced with this feeling, a feeling of pleasure?  This baffled Scourge but his body started to react to it, feeling hot all around, lust rocketing up and down within him.  He started to feel a tightness down below as his shaft began to push against it's confinements, desperate to get out.

	“Nnggh....what in the....aaahhh...is going on.....mmnn....Stupid thing you caaaaaa~n't m-make me....l-like this....mmph~”  

	Scourge spoke with a now blush red and much less strained face, whatever he had been injected with was clearly taking good effect as the machine continued it's function.  There were no more grunt of stiff pain from the hedgehog now, all had been replaced with hesitant and sometimes intentional moans as the toy slid in and out with new found ease.  Now in fact, the thrusting began to ramp up in terms of speed, wetly pistoning him more and more each time.  Scourge could feel the toy rubbing up against his aching prostate, stimulating it in a way he had never even thought about before to the point where a pressure began to build up within it. 

	All of this transferred to his desperate locked cock as it began to drip with a clear yet dense liquid, lustful pre slowly pouring out of it.  The tightness of the cage grew as he kept trying to get hard to no avail, there wasn't any pain of course, just like the rest of his body.  In fact, it felt amazing, the locking, blocked sensation he felt.  Though Scourge would never admit that.....for now.  

	As the tightness within him grew, Scourge had unknowingly let his tongue lap out of his mouth, coated in clear saliva and panting like a dog.  His body was enjoying every new found second of it.  The stimulation, the denial, the chastity.....And he hated that he enjoy it.   Of course all of it soon came to ahead, the pleasure had built up so much that he began to feel the present climax approaching like a freight train, all the while barely able to still resist it. 

	“Mnng~You...aaah~.....c-can't m-make...mmmmme~...l-like iaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAHHHH!~~~~”

	Even with his mumbled, resisting words, his body completely betrayed him as he finally came to climax.  Lifting his head back and pulling his body upward as much as he could, Scourge let his moan run free as his tightly caged shaft let out a hot spew of cum, quickly turning into a slow dribble pooling to the floor during the world rocking orgasm.  While he didn't exactly shoot far, it didn't much matter at all to him, this was something he had never experienced before.  The lightning bolts of pleasure through his body and the locked feeling of his shaft was almost mind numbing to him.

	Once his orgasm left him, the machine stopped briefly, allowing Scourge to regain himself.  He was a panting, sweaty wreck, looking down to the floor, he saw the load of seed that just exited his body.  A lovely sized load that was still dripping out from the metal cased cock.  He didn't shoot very far but he did shoot a lot.  Looking at it with an embarrassed blush, Scourge bit his lower lip.

	“D-...D-dammit...”


	The monitor room was alight with text screens of data along side shots of Scourge's finished session.   Clove looking over it all and smiling at the results.

	“Good, I see the mixture worked better than expected.  This will expedite things marvelously with the reduced refractory period as well, he'll be ready in no time at all.  Set up five sessions per-day for 2 months, gradually up the size of the toys and change positions to keep the variety up.    The cage stays on.”

	“Understood Madame Clove.”

	The following days were rough on the green hedgehog as he was subjected to all of this constantly every day, not once having his shaft be freed.  The aphrodisiac he was subjected to worked like a charm, turning him on each and every day and keeping his body going almost non-stop.  Each time Scourge climaxed, the more tilted his reservations became, the bigger toys each time kept things exciting, so much in fact that he began to enjoy and look forward to his sessions, even to the point where when he wasn't being humped silly, Scourge pleasured himself with his hands or a toy that had been given to him.  He'd become addicted to all of it, all the way to where he didn't even need the aphrodisiac anymore and was locked and ravaged by choice, wanting to experience the heart stopping, cocked lock orgasm as much as possible. 

	It saddened him when his days incarcerated had come to an end, being let loose back to his home.  He had no qualms now admitting he loved the sensations he went through there, even staying in chastity the entire time he went home.  Of course once he reached there, he soon found that his disappointment would be very short lived.

	Within Scourge's room, the sound of hard slaps and bed shaking could be heard along side the obvious smell of sex.   The hedgehog was leaned forward to the side of his bed, arms locked behind his back, legs spread apart with a metal bar, blind folded, a nice red ball-gag shoved in his mouth and of course the chastity cage he had become addicted to wearing.  Behind him, working her hips back and forth stood his red fox lover Fiona, she herself sporting a rather large toy strapped onto her hips, buried deep within Scourge's anal walls.   Giving him a sinister smile, Fiona gave the hedgehog's supple rump a good spank.

	“Cumming again babe?  That's the 6th time already.  Hmhm, maybe I should send Miles there next, bet he'd learn to love this too~  It's much better being on top.”

	Scourge paid Fiona's words no mind at all.  His legs had buckled as he smiled under the gag, muffled moans of lust escaping his lungs.  He was in pure bliss, and never wanted it to stop.