Warmth.  That is what the bird in his cage felt.  A warming sensation all over his body is all he could feel ever since he was put into stasis by the bat.  He had no idea how long it had been since he was last released, this type of storage was like nothing he'd seen or felt before as all of his senses were dulled, almost to the point of feeling as if he had be “paused”.  Barely able to hear, move, see or even think, yet he didn't feel weak.  Jeffery actually felt rather refreshed from what he was able to feel, as if just waking up from a great night of sleep, only the feeling was constant.  At some point both his gag and blindfold had been removed, though it didn't matter much seeing as he couldn't muster any strength to move, much less talk or look around.  He just floated there in place, invisible restraints locking him in one spot.  

	One restraint however was far from invisible, the new cage the female had placed around his underused shaft sat tightly in place, rendering any and all stimulation or stiffness moot, disallowing anything of the sort.  The warmness the bird felt among his clouded senses was especially prominent around the cage, and it was most definitely having an effect on him.  It had been many months since he had a proper, unlocked climax that it got to the point where the pair of orbs nestled under him felt plump, heavy and full due to the lack of release.  His thoughts reflected just how pent up he was within his slumber-like stasis, his mind filled with dirty thoughts almost constantly due to the high levels of sexual frustration.  When he first arrived at this strange place, he initially had felt some kind of relief, getting away from his fellow prison-mates for a time, but now he nearly craved their abusive actions with how needy he was feeling, willing to take almost anything at this point.   Before, he was curious about where he was, wanting to know why he was in such a strange place.  All of that didn't matter at this point, now all he wanted to do, was cum.

	There was a brief instant where the red bird could barely make out a feminine yet mechanical voice, the body stasis he was going through made it impossible to make out in it's entirety however, so he had no idea what it said if anything was said at all. Everything just a dull, blurry mist as he floated in place.  That is, until Jeffery's sight began to slowly return to him, his eyes growing out of the gray haze they had become adjusted to.  Not only that but all of his senses felt as if they were carefully springing to life.  His thoughts pulling out of their messy stupor, his arms and legs able to shift around as much as the restraints let him.  He groaned out as the stasis left him, now able to feel everything once he was out of it, including the heavy tightness around his shaft.  Stretching as much as he could, Jeffery blinked his eyes and looked around to get his bearings.  It wasn't much better from the gray haze as all he could see was darkness, and nothing else. 

	“Guh.....h-hello?  Anyone there?  H-how long have I been out?”  He asked, still getting used to the sensation of talking again and looking around more.  When his question left his lips, a voice chimed in from an unknown place.  It was robotic, artificial, female in it's tone.

	“Prisoner: J-520.  Please try to relax, you have been in suspended stasis for: 3 months, 5 days and 7 hours.  Post-Stasis numbness will subside in several minutes.”  

	“Three months!? Wh-where am I?! Who are you!?  Last thing I remember was s-some lady playing around with me.  Th-then it's just...Mmmnngg~”  His tone in turn was a bit more nervous in it's portrayal, seemingly still on edge from the unknown location.  Though mixed in with it was a slight bit of need due to his reproductive systems being on lock-down for so long, even though his mind was filled with questions, they were overshadowed by his lustful needs.  As the bird's senses returned to him
, so did the feelings from his “friend” down below, aching and pushing against the metal that was encased around it, desperate to grow hard, to no avail. 

	“You are in the M.P.C. Prisoner wing.  I am one of the AI who assist the directors in running this particular section of the Mobian Pleasure Center.  And the last agent who interacted with you was Agent Rouge, she's under reassignment currently and will not be a part of this inspection.”  The AI chimed in her rather odd, peppy voice, rather uncharacteristic of a thing that's meant to work with prisoners.  

	“Mobian pleasure....Umm.  Why am I here then?”  The red bird asked nervously, he hadn't heard of such a place before but given it's name, it couldn't be all bad, especially given his previous engagement with the other agent.  During this conversation though, Jeffery began to notice the room around him very slowly start to illuminate, showing the room he was in and how sparse it was.  No furniture, windows, anything.  It was just a stark white room with a door at the end of the wall, and what looked to be security cameras in the corners.  He was being watched it seemed. 

	“Alongside your usage by your previous inmates, your record from your time at your first prison have shown your sexual experiences  and the director has deduced you'd be a good subject to test various sex based devices and chemicals on.  That way once tested, the patrons of the civilian section can use them if they so desire.  Fear not as you will not be harmed, nor suffer any permanent damage physically or mentally.”  

	The bird gave a nervous yet slightly curious gulp when the AI finished speaking.  If it were any other time, he'd object.  But given his present posing, not to mention the lack of cloths and months long build up, he wouldn't mind, even slightly welcoming the idea.  His display of helplessness only amplified his wants, feeling this exposed was rather new to him, his heart racing a little at the anticipation of what was going to happen.  With a blush colored beak, the bird felt that all too familiar tightness down below, his shaft pushing against it's cap, eager to get out.  Looking down at his upside down angle to see the shiny chrome covering over his shaft, Jeffery realized that due to his constant arousal, he'd been leaking out a steady stream of pre the entire time.  Coupled with how heavy his sack looked, it was clear that he'd reached his limit of denial and was getting internally excited for his upcoming “release”  If he would have one that is.  
	

	
	Within a another white room, this one caked with several monitors and terminals, stood a familiar female face.  Clad in a very clean lab-coat with black highlights to show ranking, Clove the Pronghorn stood up straight, staring at one of the monitors showing the red bound bird.  She studied him a bit, jotting things down on both a clipboard and a sort of data pad she had on her wrist.  

	“So this is the one Rouge had fun with, the bird that deliberately got himself thrown in jail for a kink.  Geez every time we get a new prison transfer it's always stranger than the last.  How long has he been locked away like that?”

	“Not counting agent Rouge's release of the prisoner, nearly a year ma'am.”  The AI responded over the intercom.

	“And the last time he had a proper orgasm was just before he was arrested.”

	“Yes ma'am, though agent Rouge brought him to climax within his cage but he hasn't had a proper one since he was incarcerated.”  

	Clove pinched between her nose, stressed and aggravated.  “And no one besides me thought that that was a bad idea.  Well I suppose when you want a job done right....  Is the equipment and prototype formulas ready?”

	“Yes ma'am, by the door on your way out.”

	“Let's get this over with.”  Her annoyed tone emanated as she began to exit.  With tapping heels against a tiled floor, Clove made her way to a sliding door at the end of the room, grabbing a pair of sealed syringes and medical satchel on the way out, and placing the needles into her coat pocket.  


	Jeffery meanwhile continued to float off the ground in a fixed position, his vision and other senses had completely returned to him and the lighting of the room had reached full illumination, not that there was much to look at in the first place.  The only things he could really take notice of was the soft hum of the holographic emitters that kept him in place, and the heavy tightness down below that kept him plugged and pent.  He groaned a bit once more from how uncomfortable it felt, shaft pushing against the cold metal surface in a vain attempt to grow out to freedom, along side the ring tightly around where his rather sore testicles met the rest of his body.  The bird would slowly hump into the air fruitlessly, shaft still constantly leaking a clear fluid to signifying just how horny he was

	After a little while however, the bound bird perked up a bit to hear the tell tale sounds of an automatic door opening up, gazing in front to see just such a sight unfold as the lab coat-clad Clove stepped in, door sealing behind her as she approached the floating avian.  Her hands remained behind her back when she stopped, looking Jeffery up and down, scanning him.   He was a bit embarrassed at having someone state at his present predicament, blushing as a result as well as being a bit reserved over the lack of words being exchanged.  He was nice to finally see another living mobian after such a long time though whether or not she looked disinterested, it took his mind off his needy lewdness for a time. Mustering up the courage, Jeffery spoke to the analytical Pronghorn in a nervous tone, her now staring daggers at him. 

	“U-um.....Hi there.  Who are you?”  he asked.

	“My name is Clove the Pronghorn.  Director of the male division of the Mobian Pleasure Center.  You're prisoner J-520, A.K.A. Jeffery the Bird.  No other details given from your previous penal facility besides the fact that you were willingly arrested to fill out a bondage and cage fetish you have.  Is that right?”  Clove spoke the entire time looking down at the data-pad on her wrist, seemingly feeding information to her upon request.  Jeffery's eyes opened slightly wider at the info dump, slightly surprised at just how much she knew.

	“U-uhm...Y-yeah?  That's the long and short of it I guess.  It's nice to meet you Miss Clove but why am I here exactly?  Come to think of it, how did I-”  Before finishing his inquiry, the Director cut him off just short of the finish line, talking over him.

	“Director Clove and you're not going to be the one asking any questions.  You're going to listen to me and do exactly as you're told, otherwise that cage of yours stays on permanently do you understand?”  Her blunt tone and blatant threat made Jeffery pause for a minute, now even more nervous than before at the prospect of being locked down, completely chaste forever, made him nod furiously in compliance.  While indeed being locked away was his highest turn-on, the threat that Clove had put forward far out of his league. 

	“Y-yes ma'am!  U-uh Director!  Director Clove!”  A rushing tone of obedience exited his mouth as Clove nodded in acknowledgment.  Her face was as no-nonsense as her personality was.

	“Good, any of those will do.  Now then, listen to me very carefully.  I'm going to undo your restraints to get a better idea of what I'm working with.  The emitter has kept your muscle mass the same through massages and in a sense, as well as kept you fed while you were...sleeping.   You'll have trouble standing up initially, but even so don't try anything.  Do you understand?”

	He would not again, a little too nervous to speak.  With another blunt nod in return, the female tapped a few times on her portable screen, and the incarcerated bird gently began to descend to the floor.   He was initially worried about landing in the puddle of pre he'd made before, but the levitation placed him just in front of it, keeping things clean.  When Jeffery reached the floor with the care of a kitten, he felt his body free up but also feel heavy and numb.  He would struggle a bit to move around and all he could do currently was sit in a rather awkward looking crossed leg pose. But now he realized that his newly found freedom of movement enabled him to get to the spot that was begging for attention the most. 

	Mustering up his strength, Jeffery moved his hands right to his locked tool, his movements stiff and sluggish due to lack of use for such a time.  He had next to no power in his legs but his arms were given a bit of energy due to his need of stimulation, prodding, tugging and pushing his cage around in more vain attempts for some kind of release, even softly rubbing his slightly swollen and needy orbs below causing his beak to turn a slight shade of crimson with bits of lustful grunts escaping.  He'd already gotten his hands covered in his slick juices again before the un-amused Pronghorn rolled her eyes and spoke up commandingly.  

	“Not even a minute and you're already resorting to your base needs, have some self control and stop that right this instant.  Do what I say and you won't regret it.”  As much as it pained him to do so, Jeffery obeyed and set his hands aside and merely sat there, it wasn't doing much for him anyway, it was like a cork blocking nearly any form of release.  With that being said, Clove continued.

	“I'm going to ask you a few questions and if you can keep your hands to yourself long enough to answer them, you'll be rewarded.  Refuse and you know what will happen.  Now then, pray tell, why on this planet would you ever think that getting yourself thrown in jail just to fulfill a kink?  Wasting time, money and resources all for a dirty reason like that.”

	“W-well....y-yeah I guess when it's put like that it's pretty stupid, I just d-didn't see any other options at the time you know?  Th-there weren't any clubs that would do anything like that long term, and even if there was I doubt I could afford it.  I j-just get turned on by being locked up....ya know?”  Jeffery blushed a lot more during his explanation, the more he'd talk about it the more silly it sounded, any dangerous.  

	“Right....Well if you ever get released, you might want to consider looking into the civilian section of this MPC location.  We can fulfill that kink for as long as you wish, that is only when and if you're released.  Right now however, you're just an inmate who is under our jurisdiction.   Now then, the prison that held you previously must have had fun with you when they figured out your intention of getting incarcerated, correct?  That's why you already had a cage on.”  
	
 	“Mhmm, they uh, didn't really take very well when they found that out.  Things got rough sometimes and I became the runt....”

	“Unsurprising, you're not exactly the picture of masculinity but I digress.” Tapping on her wrist once again to jot down the info, Clove stepped a bit closer to the sitting avian, looking down at him with a blunt gaze. “Now then I'm going to give you a run down of that device you're wearing and we can get started on the actual experiment, I think the tests are going to be very fruitful.  Be good and you'll get rewarded.” 

	Jeffery's expression perked up a bit, along with his chin in order to look at the Director standing over him.  “W-will I finally cum?  I feel like I'm going t-to burst!”  

	Rolling her eyes again, the green pronghorn answered in a slightly annoyed tone “Yes, just comply and you'll be able to release as much as you want today.  Now then, that cage you have on in a lot more advanced than the hunk of plastic you had previously.  It contains advanced technologies that give whoever has the control settings and clearance, IE me, full control over it.”

	“W-what can it do exactly?”  He nervously tilted his head to one side as he asked with a shaky voice, now a little more nervous and excited at the same time.

	“You'll find out soon enough, but first.”  Kneeling down to his side, Clove pulled out one of the syringes she had stored and before the still weak bird could object or even question what she was doing, she plunged the needle right into his left arm.  The blue fluid contained within the medical instrument slowly vanished into Jeffery's body once the plunger had been depressed.

	“Ah Ow!  H-hay what are you- What is that?!”  Even though his body was still weak, Jeffery's nerves were sky high from having an unknown fluid put in his bloodstream.

	“Calm yourself and cease your wining.”  Stepping up and back a bit, the director continued.  “It's an experimental serum I've been working on.  Increasing hydration, energy, and most importantly sexual drive if it works as my projections predict.  You want to cum prisoner?  Well you're about to do plenty of that, the serum will make refractory periods virtually non-existent and...well just give it a minute, you should feel honored to be the leading test subject for this latest product. 

	“E-E-Experimental?  Product?  H-h-hang on you can't just in-inject me with some mystery serum!  What if it could k-k-k-kill me?!  Wh-what if i-it turned me inside out!?  Wh-what if-...aaahhh...Ahhhhh!~”  The red bird's speech had been cut off suddenly by an overwhelmingly warm sensation thrusting around within his body, growing hot and bothered all around as it spread.  His lust-fullness from before was like a light annoyance compared to how it felt now, his loins tightened even more as his face turned even redder than he was.  The sensations of needing to mate with something, anything became far too much for Jeffery to resist against that he buried his hands back down to his caged pride in a frantic attempt to stimulate himself, even against the director's wishes.  Moaning needily the entire time, his balls felt as if he'd gone from moths without release, to years, his caged cock now liberally leaking out pre almost in a constant laminar flow.  Pulling and tugging at the cage did nothing at all to satiate his hunger for procreation, his heart beating furiously with the driving desire.

	“Hmmm, faster acting than I had anticipated.” The scientific pronghorn began typing on her wrist tablet.   “Perhaps due to the prisoner's long session without proper release, or some other factor.”

	“Nnnnnhhhhaaaaaaaa!!!~  Ooooooh W-w-w-why would?!  W-whaaaa!~~! Please!  I-I-I c-can't take this!! I don't care anymore! Please just let me cum!  Let me cum!  I-I'll do anything!!!  JUST LET ME CUM ALREADY!!!!”  Jeffery waled out in submissive, lusty need as his face washed over red, his body shaking and sweating, beak drooling out.  Rubbing his pre coated hands all around his caged shaft, pushing against the air and ground and everything in between to get ANY sort of feeling.  His body was fully capable now, charged as if filled with lightning bouncing around like mad.

	“Anything?”  Clove asked simply, tapping another spot on the pad.

	“Y-YES ANYTHING!  JUST-...AAH?~!”  During his groveling state, the red bird felt a familiar and very much missed sensation down below.  He felt his shaft growing firm almost instantly, as if freed from the cage that had locked it away for oh so long.  His first reactions were to drop on his hands and knees, gripping against himself and stroking furiously.  Yet he felt no touch from himself, the only sensation Jeffery could feel was the cold embrace of metal against his feather hand, however he still felt as if he finally had a proper erection.  Within his sex crazed sensation, he managed to look down to see that his cage itself had grown in length!  The metal had somehow stretched out to look as if he had a metallic tool between his legs.

	Before he could fully react to such a sudden change, Jeffery's wrists and ankles were suddenly grabbed by a set of robotic arms coming up from the floor, forcing his pose to be one of all fours to the clean white ground.  The feminine AI's voice chimed in once again with confirming remarks.  “Portal Device and Restraints active, awaiting clearance approval.”  Still humping into the air and moaning desperately, the red bird looked up at the overseeing pronghorn, finger hovering over the touch screen.

	“Well since you say that, let's see how well you're able to pleasure yourself with that mouth of yours.”  Tapping her finger once, the AI confirmed the approval and not long after, another robot arm raised up from the floor dead in front of the bird.  This one however was sporting something more than clamps like the others keeping him held down were, something more familiar to him.  At the arm's end was a severely throbbing and wet avian cock, dripping rapidly with the flow of a river and twitching aggressively.  The sight made Jeffery's eyes widen as he knew exactly who it belonged to, and as he turned his head back to Clove, she simply told him: “MPC's portal technology has advanced quite a bit, and is only one of the features your cage has.  Better get to work.”  

	The bound bird was now given an interesting predicament, a situation he both had experience in, and at the same time not.  He'd given head in the past but never had he sucked himself off before, usually because of his cage.  Now, with the arm slowly moving forward, closer and closer to his shaking beak, he almost couldn't help himself.  The tip of his shaft so tantalizingly close, giving off a sweet scent and twitching so close it could touch him. With just a fraction of an iota of hesitation by barely pulling his head back, Jeffery went in, beak opened wide, fully engulfing himself.

	“MMMGGK!....Mmmggk....Mmnng~”   It didn't take long at all for the bird to get into a rhythm of suckling and bobbing, it was a bit disorienting at first, giving a blow job while at the same time getting one in the exact same motions.  After so much denial and penting however, he didn't really care much how he would get pleasure, only that he was getting it in the first place, and in this manor, he didn't hate it what so ever.   The sweet taste coating his tongue while it slid around to hit all of his sweet spots was heavenly, globs of clear pre filled his mouth which he gladly gulped down with happy eagerness.  It was bliss for him, going so far as to push his hips forward in response, Jeffery was surprised to see that the arm which held his portaled shaft mimicked this movement, pushing deeper into his mouth as a result.  
	Jeffery had hilted his mouth easily, taking his entire shaft as if it was nothing and pushed nice and deep, not even gagging.  The wet slicks of each push forward grew louder and faster the more he went on, the vibrations of his muffled moans sent him into a tizzy of wonder-lust.  His eyes rolled upwards as his face grew redder with full cheeks, though try as he might with every motion he did, Jeffery still found himself unable to release.  A tension in his cage prevented such a thing, it was keeping him from cumming even though at this point he would have happily taken his own load down with glee, as a result his muffled moans turned into slight whines as desperation as his hips moved more rapidly, turning the session of head in a frantic, self face-fuck.  

	Still being kept on the edge, right at the top of the mountain he climbed, still being held back by the technology that was giving him such a wonderful sensation......So close he would think, so close and built up.  Clove noticed his frantic pace, sitting down on a makeshift seat the robotic arms had made for her, she kicked her feet up slightly and crossed them in an uncaring manor.

	“Alright, I suppose you've earned it.”  Rolling her eyes, she tapped the screen, showing a button labeled  “Free Mode.”

	“Mmmgh!  MMMMGGH!!!!~”  The minute Clove did that, Jeffery rocketed his hips forward, deep-throating himself and holding as the shackles surrounding his shaft were finally broken away as he came.  All of the build up of seed stored away, all of the denial he'd went through, the grasp of the cage, all of it finally evaporated.  His eyes rolled up further as thick spurt after thick spurt of seed spewed into his waiting mouth, the hot sweetness was like nothing he'd felt before as his cheeks were filled  to the brim.  Whatever the drug was doing, it certainly was effective as spurt after spurt, swallow after swallow kept on going without much of a stop in sight, of course the bird didn't mind as he had more than enough seed store up to get rid of, so much that it began spurting out the sides of his beak when his orgasm very slowly began to peter out.  
	
	Once Jeffery had finally reached the end of his climax, the metal arm retracted and opened his mouth free, very thick white globs pouring out the sides of his beak slowly and pooling on the floor.  He panted hardily, swallowing the last bit of his sweetened fluids down before drooping his head down in an exhausted heap.  Clove let him have his time of reincorporation, taking down notes of the bird's reactions and other data surrounding the experiment while Jeffery panted like a dog.  Yet even while he came harder than an avalanche, he still felt unsatisfied and wanting as the lust-like warmth pouring around his body remained.  The director noticed his pang of need as he looked back up at her and responded.

	“That was a decent first outing but you're nowhere close to being finished.  The vaccine's doing it's job very well it seems, you're not even in any sort of refractory period, good.  One more test in this style and we can move on to sample collection.  Are you ready J-520?”  The last part of the female's quote dripped with rhetorical sarcasm, though even then, the prisoner responded with a happy and lusty look on his face while his head drooped once more.

	“Y-yes~.....please~”  He spoke in a drunken stupor, Clove herself looking down at him and barely smirking as she tapped on her pad yet again.  

	The arm holding onto Jeffery's still erect shaft retracted into the floor, clearing his front vision of abstraction for a time, that however being short lived as his holographic restraints began shifting his body around once again into a slightly altered pose.  His head felt like it was being held all the way down to the floor, while his arms were pulled below his belly and between his legs, held together wrist to wrist.  While Jefferey's front half was being held down, his back half went upward, his supple rump held to the sky while his legs were spread apart and tail held straight up.  This position was even more exposed than the last, presenting and on display for any and all to see, of course it being just the two of them lessened the “on display”-like nature of the pose.  It was a position that the bird himself was all too familiar with back in his previous prison, which only spark an idea in his head that only confirmed itself when the sound of machinery working away was heard behind him.	Face glowing red once more as the thought was confirmed, the bird instinctively raising his hind quarters as the machine sounds slowly crept up closer and closer which a heart and shaft beating together in the exciting anticipation for what was about to happen.  

	“Haa~...Mmn oooh please jus- OOOOOOooooohhh~~~”  His wish was granted before he could even find the words.  The arm from before has slowly pushed Jeffery's throbbing cock right into his tight, eager and waiting tail hole with a gentle shove.  Lubrication had been provided in form of his saliva and cum provided from the session just before, and he slid in and out of himself with ease because of it.  Clove took note at the slight lack of resistance, but Jeffery was far too focused on this brand new sensation that gripped his body, this was something even more different than the first session, the feeling of penetrating yet also being penetrated while being the one causing both.  He was no stranger to flesh-like things going in his behind, but this was a whole new level of blissful pleasure.  The arm, once hilted into his tail-hole, slowly began to pump in and out, back and forth against Jeffery's inner walls.  His prostate being tapped several times with the arm's gentle pace, only causing the tension in his body to build faster and the clear fluid he was producing to leak into himself more.

	“Ah~!.....Mmmph~!....Mmm~!...Yes~!....More~!...ah~...keep going~...faster~”   The bird muffed each time the machine pushed it's way in after pulling out, Clove seemed to be controlling the speed of the thrusts and thus sped them up every so often.  Feeling himself like this was astonishing, the wet slaps that began to fill the room dialed things up even more when Jeffery's wet walls were slid across with loving pounds.  Unlike the previous method, thrusting his hips forward didn't affect the deepness of the arm, that is if he even could push forward himself, the position made it rather difficult to do such an action so he simply let the machine work while he moaned out each time a sweet spot was struck.  His avian tongue lapped out, nearly touching the white floor that glistened with saliva below, evidently, he was enjoying himself.

	“Aaah!  Mmnnn~ I'm gonna c-cum again i-if...aaah this keeps uuuuup~”    

	“Oh feel free to.”  The overseeing pronghorn answered as she turned the thrusting to a much higher speed.  

	With said increased speed, Jeffery suddenly found himself moaning, squeaking and panting rapidly as his hind quarters was assaulted much more quickly, by himself.  The feeling of getting a tight hole was glorious, the feeling of taking a shaft after such a long time?  Palpable.  The sudden increase in pace made the avian lose control once again, moaning to the heavens as his shaft shoved forward hardily one more time, as he hit the ceiling.  His own seed spread throughout his own body as he came, it's warmth radiated his insides as his shaking legs buckled into each other out of sheer feral need.  

	Hot spurts of cum began erupting from his hind, even after climaxing once already, it seemed he had plenty more to give to himself.  Once his climax began to subside, his shaft was retracted away, smoothly exiting his used tail-hole and returning back into the floor, after-which the metal embrace of the cage coiled around his cock once again, signifying the portal's deactivation.  The restraints lifted, causing the used and abused avian to plop down to the floor, still in a sex crazed daze with a feminine figure standing over him.  

	“I'm assuming that was to your liking 520?”

	“Ahh....I...came~....so much inside myself~....Mmmn, yes~  So hot a-and...thick~”  Jeffery had gone entirely limp once the restraints let him loose, seemingly giving him some time to rest, and yet even given this, one of his feathered hands made it's way back to the metal cap around his shaft and started vainly stroking it.  He'd orgasmed into his own mouth and behind, and the prison bound avian still wanted more after all that had happened before.

	“Hmm, the chemical is still in effect....interesting.  Fine then, we'll move on to sample collection since you're still so eager and willing.  Prepare sample extraction protocol two.”  The AI chimed in confirmation after the order was issued, the tired yet still somehow horny Jeffery being lifted up into the air by the holographic restraints once again.  This time the position given to him was slightly more compact than the previous ones, having his arms locked behind his back and his legs pushed up together and spread apart.

	Floating suspended from the ground just like he was at the start, Jeffery fully resigned himself to whatever the director had planned for him next.  The drug he'd been given, the very long denial he was subjected to, and the new perspective on stimulation proved to be a very persuasive means of letting the tests go forward, frankly he was eager to see what was next given the rather confined posture he was taking now.  Walking to his side, Clove took out a second syringe similar to the first, only this one held a reddish liquid instead of blue and with a slight yelp from the jailbird, was injected into his left flank.  A yelp of pain or pleasure was irrelevant to her though as she casually went back to the makeshift chair provided by the robotic arms.  She sat down once more, legs crossed and casually observing.

	“Before you attempt to ask no, that wasn't the same serum I gave you, it's an already proven formula that will increase your ejaculate production rapidly for a few hours.  Make sure to fill up the tank a good amount would you?  Makes sample analysis that much simple.”  Ending her words, Clove brought forth a triplet set of mechanical appendages up out of the floor, one to Jeffery's front, his back and below, the latter two he didn't see but fully understood their intentions.  To the ends of the ones to his front and back were a set of well lubricated “toys” in which he happily opened up his mouth in an inviting manor.  The third one below him was a different sort from the other two, sporting a simple tube with a metal tip at it's end, before it's sibling arms got into position, the lower rose up and connected the tube to the end of Jeffery's erect cage section.  Once the connection was made, he felt a slight pressurized feeling surrounding his shaft that quickly turned vacuum-like, the remaining tools finding their way forward and into his eagerly awaiting holes.

	Moaning loudly under muffled breath as he felt the toys glide smoothly into place, Jeffery's body began to tingle all around, a warm tightness filling in his lower section as the new drug was taking effect, rippling through his body and driving his libido up skyward.  The feeling of being backed up from before soon washed over him once again as both his balls and prostate felt as if they had been filled even more than ever.  The tools started pumping in and out of his body, one of which rubbed up nicely against his pleasure spot, while the one below started vibrating softly and began suckling away at Jeffery's shaft....It was milking him.  All of that combined together, as well as the serums messing around in his body already sent him over the edge once again, moaning lustfully into his dick stuffed mouth, Jeffery's body shook and thrashed around as he came harder than he had ever before.

	Cum erupted out of his shaft as if it was a fire hose on full blast, shooting right into the milking pumping away on him, the amount of seed he was producing was insane in it's volume and quickly filled the tube up to near max.  All of his thick bodily fluid ran down into the milking machine's pipe, venturing into places unknown as the tubes led down into the floor.  All the while the avian tossed, thrashed and muffled in pure bliss as he was milked like a pent up cow, his balls churned in production as he suddenly came again, and again.  Each one of his orgasms besting the last and going on for ages, barely a break between them if at all.  

	The hard slapping of the automated toys, the wet suckling of the milker down below, cumming buckets into the extracting device, all of it went on for what seemed like ever, rarely ever stopping until the bird was either spent, or passed out from just how hard and much his body was being worked.  The second of the two, being the result.  The muffled moans slowly began waning away as Jeffery's energy began ebbing away, the drugs he'd be subjected to seemed to be finally wearing down and as a result, after cumming once more into the eager milker, all of the machine stopped, slowly pulling out and disconnecting.  All of the sensation that Jeffery had been subjected to finally made him hit his new found limit as he passed out into a blissful sleep.  Clove hitting her tablet to free up his restraints and slowly lower him down to the floor. 

	“Looks like you've had it, I can't really say I'm surprised, you lasted a bit longer than I had originally thought.  The sample amount you gave looks to be acceptable too.  Hmph, fine, I suppose you deserve your rest and reward.  Set room type number 36.”

	At the uttering of those words, the room the two were nestled in began to shift into a screen-like haze, shapes and colors forming together out of the holographic projections the facility had access to.  Once it was finished, the room now resembled a type of housing the bird knew all too well, a prison cell. 

	“Since you're such a big fan of being locked up, this room should do nicely in quelling any home-sick feelings you might have.  You've proven to be a decent subject, so enjoy your reward for a while.”

	Hitting her pad one more time, the now sound sleeping bird was given a rather cloud-like relocation to the prison bed via the hologram emitters, gently setting him onto the pillowy surface for some R&R.  The tap also had another affect, the cage around the avian's shaft re-tightened itself back into a properly fitting chastity device, preventing any and all erection.  Of course at this point Jeffery had already gone completely soft so it was a non-issue.  

	“Enjoy your rest bird.”  Clove said turning around to exit the room. “I think it's about time we send you home.  End session.”

	

	The director exited the room with a confirming lock noise from the door.  The room lowly went into a dim darkness that surrounded all sides.  And Jeffery, laid soundly, sleeping the exhaustion away and subconsciously began to tug against his cage.