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The rest of the suit didn’t exactly help, with what seemed like every movement creating an ear piercing squeak or groan that shattered any semblance of silence in his otherwise noiseless cell. Inside of said cell was at least somewhat helpful for find shut eye, the windowless concrete walls and solid steel door prevented any light from entering, which at first seems like a perfect setup for a glorified prison cell. However, the light on the metal wrapped around his manhood never shut off, constantly reminding him with its indifferent green light that it wouldn’t be coming off for a good long time.\n\nHow long exactly?\n\nErgo sat up on his bed, feeling the thick collar around his neck coiled around his throat, the prongs it held inside dug into his fur. 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He sighed, his rubber chest rising and falling as he turned back on his side.\n\n—\n\n\nBZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ\n\n“MMMMFFFF”\n\nErgo jumped off his cot and immediately onto his forelegs, his ass held high. Like every morning the plug in his ass went to full intensity at the bright early hour of 5:00. His moans of denial were extra loud this morning being that his cock was more restricted than normal, an effect not likely to wear off for some days. Thankfully the vibrations only lasted a few minutes, the cell opening a small doggy door for his exit. He squeezed through, the chastity belt scraping the bottom of the door much to his bemusement.\n\nLight beamed through the rectangular opening, reflecting off his shiny black, white and red body. With a sigh through his muzzle, he stepped out onto the catwalk, out into the cell hall. There were so many floors that Ergo couldn’t see the bottom, not that he wanted to know how many poke were truly locked here. 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He hadn’t earned any punishments as of late and he was pretty sure that guessing his timer wrong again didn’t have any other effects.\n\nIt wasn’t like the Braixen would have explained anything even if she could, she liked to mess with him constantly, be it through intentionally messing up his tasks or volunteering to carry out his punishments. But no, today she stopped outside a hefty looking steel door, heftier at least than the already secure doors of the cell block.\n\nSeveral locks audibly slid back and the door inched open, the weight of it making the opening process take nearly a minute before it revealed another dim and dank room, lit only by a meager desk light. 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You’re no good for physical labor, you don’t have any useful powers, you’re not great at being a breeding mount, so what are you good at?”\n\nErgo only sat there and meekly whimpered into his muzzle, any other protest would have been garbled nonsense.\n\n“That’s right, fucking nothing,” he boomed, a little smoke billowed from his nose.\n\nErgo shifted back, nearly toppling off the table but was quickly caught by the braixen, who gave him light smack on his rump.\n\n“All you’re doing now is wasting space, housing you isn’t free you know? So now what?”\n\nStaying silent Ergo waited for him to continue, too frozen to do anything else. Suddenly the arcanine’s paw leapt forward, grabbing Ergo around the neck and bringing him closer. His muscular legs pinned Ergo to his chest, while his other paw stuck a plug into his belt, the light of which began flashing yellow.\n\nInside, the cage containing his member retracted a bit, but the empty space was filled by metal arms which clamped around his member which were lined with a strange soft material. Before he could ponder it any longer, they activated and began stimulating his cock, the spongy material pulsing in and out making his cock strain against its steel prison.\n\n“MMMGGGHHHH!!!” Ergo hollered, the latex muzzle making it barely audible.\n\n“There, how does that feel? That’s your new motivator, complete a task and you’ll get a little edge session. 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The braixen picked up Ergo again and carried him out under her arm, the door slowly locking shut behind them.\n\nErgo pouted silently as they walked through the maze of steel corridors. How much more of this could he take? Was he ever going to get out? Where was Zera? He could only think about these questions as they arrived back at training grounds.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Ergo rolled on his side, still unable to find sleep no matter what position he lay in. The rest of the suit didn’t exactly help, with what seemed like every movement creating an ear piercing squeak or groan that shattered any semblance of silence in his otherwise noiseless cell. Inside of said cell was at least somewhat helpful for find shut eye, the windowless concrete walls and solid steel door prevented any light from entering, which at first seems like a perfect setup for a glorified prison cell. However, the light on the metal wrapped around his manhood never shut off, constantly reminding him with its indifferent green light that it wouldn’t be coming off for a good long time.

How long exactly?

Ergo sat up on his bed, feeling the thick collar around his neck coiled around his throat, the prongs it held inside dug into his fur. Peering down at the radiant band of light around his crotch, he tapped the round pokeball belt buckle with his white latex mitted paw, apathetically waiting for its response.

It usually took a minute or two for it to look him up in its database, checking to see if he was eligible for release, the criteria of which were not known to him. He idly scratched his muzzle with a mitted paw, the seamless rubber microperforated to let the user breathe, though still heavily restricted which only made his sleep problem worse. Finally the green light flashed red, as he winced with little surprise.

Suddenly the inside of the belt whirred to life, the red light brightening enough to almost let him make out the shiny letter R imprinted on his chest. His collar let out a series of curt shocks, each of which at random intervals, making him squeal into his restrictive muzzle. He flailed on his bed before finally they quit after some time.

Good thing the cell was soundproof, or at least he thought so. There was no way thousands of poke could be locked in one building and it be this quiet.

The latter part of the punishment then started. Inside the belt, the space where his strained member sat slowly started to compress itself further and further into his sheath. Immediately a paw ran between his legs, his eyes scrunched in immediate discomfort. Initially he could have been almost entirely erect in his belt, but his continual failed guesses led to his cock nearly being forced back inside its sheath. Between huffs and panicked pawing at the steel whirring at his privates, he wondered if it would force him deep in his sheath if he kept guessing wrong.

He didn’t want to find out regardless.

Finally it stopped, the bright glow fading back to a dim glimmer. And there he was, back to his failed attempt to find shut-eye on his lousy cot in his tiny cell. He sighed, his rubber chest rising and falling as he turned back on his side.

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BZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

“MMMMFFFF”

Ergo jumped off his cot and immediately onto his forelegs, his ass held high. Like every morning the plug in his ass went to full intensity at the bright early hour of 5:00. His moans of denial were extra loud this morning being that his cock was more restricted than normal, an effect not likely to wear off for some days. Thankfully the vibrations only lasted a few minutes, the cell opening a small doggy door for his exit. He squeezed through, the chastity belt scraping the bottom of the door much to his bemusement.

Light beamed through the rectangular opening, reflecting off his shiny black, white and red body. With a sigh through his muzzle, he stepped out onto the catwalk, out into the cell hall. There were so many floors that Ergo couldn’t see the bottom, not that he wanted to know how many poke were truly locked here. Regardless of that, he heard their cries, though muffled by the muzzles, through the hall of everyone’s unwanted wake up call.

Squinting he gazed upwards, the skylights today were almost completely covered in snow. How long had it been since he was kidnaped? He certainly remembered it…last summer…he was led into a back room of a club…or was it a back alley? Either way, a claw hooked on his collar was all it took to lead the vee into a private suite, expecting some amazing ride for the night. Before he knew it though, a mask was forced over his head, gas of some kind filled his lungs, then everything went foggy. He remembered the coarse feeling of being stuffed in a canvas duffle bag, the groaning of an old van, then he woke up here in the gear he donned now, only he had to go through the Team Rocket Partner training process.

He shivered at the thought of it.

Letting out a silent sigh, the muzzle stifling nearly all the noise he lined up outside his cell ready for inspection. Before he could think of anything else, he felt two hands at the sides of his chest and suddenly he was heaved upwards into two slender, white latex arms. For a moment he struggled, legs flailing but quickly stopping after realizing he wasn’t in any danger…for now.

Turning back, his eyes met the warm green eyes of the “warden” of his cell block, though she was chaste, muzzled, and suited in rubber just like him. He could tell she was giving him a big toothy grin under that thick rubber mask…oh how he hated that Braixen’s smile.

Instead of letting go, she simply tucked him under her arm like a pillow and led him down the catwalk, down several flights of stairs much to his confusion. He hadn’t earned any punishments as of late and he was pretty sure that guessing his timer wrong again didn’t have any other effects.

It wasn’t like the Braixen would have explained anything even if she could, she liked to mess with him constantly, be it through intentionally messing up his tasks or volunteering to carry out his punishments. But no, today she stopped outside a hefty looking steel door, heftier at least than the already secure doors of the cell block.

Several locks audibly slid back and the door inched open, the weight of it making the opening process take nearly a minute before it revealed another dim and dank room, lit only by a meager desk light. That same light illuminated the room’s only inhabitant, who the braixen saluted after setting Ergo down directly in front of the desk.

Gazing upwards, Ergo’s stomach nearly dropped, his eyes growing like saucers.

Before him sat an arcanine, suited from the neck down in black latex with several R’s printed throughout, all of which only aided his muscular physique. He wore white boots like Ergo, only he retained his dexterity through the boot’s digits being easily maneuverable.

Oh yeah, and he had a latex cape as if he needed any more presence.

“A vee who can’t evolve, who also ages more slowly, and who’s a total runt” he boomed, meeting Ergo’s eyes with a fiery expression, “tell me vee, what am I supposed to do with you? You’re no good for physical labor, you don’t have any useful powers, you’re not great at being a breeding mount, so what are you good at?”

Ergo only sat there and meekly whimpered into his muzzle, any other protest would have been garbled nonsense.

“That’s right, fucking nothing,” he boomed, a little smoke billowed from his nose.

Ergo shifted back, nearly toppling off the table but was quickly caught by the braixen, who gave him light smack on his rump.

“All you’re doing now is wasting space, housing you isn’t free you know? So now what?”

Staying silent Ergo waited for him to continue, too frozen to do anything else. Suddenly the arcanine’s paw leapt forward, grabbing Ergo around the neck and bringing him closer. His muscular legs pinned Ergo to his chest, while his other paw stuck a plug into his belt, the light of which began flashing yellow.

Inside, the cage containing his member retracted a bit, but the empty space was filled by metal arms which clamped around his member which were lined with a strange soft material. Before he could ponder it any longer, they activated and began stimulating his cock, the spongy material pulsing in and out making his cock strain against its steel prison.

“MMMGGGHHHH!!!” Ergo hollered, the latex muzzle making it barely audible.

“There, how does that feel? That’s your new motivator, complete a task and you’ll get a little edge session. But fail…”

The belt suddenly flashed red, the spongy material stopped massaging his cock and instead hardened into little points, growing until they sank into his cock, not to cause damage, but enough to make Ergo squirm and struggle in pain.

The smell of ozone suddenly filled the air and the arcanine threw Ergo back to the floor, right before his collar gave its strongest shock yet, sending the vee into spasms for only a short while, before stopping just as quick. The spikes shrank a little, not too noticeable, but definitely not short enough to be comfortable.

“How’s that? That enough motivation for you?! Fuck’s sake, get him out of here, I hate the sight of such weak runts. Set a reminder for another check-in six months from now. Keep fucking up and I’ll make your life hell.”

With those final words, the spikes pulsed just to add emphasis. The braixen picked up Ergo again and carried him out under her arm, the door slowly locking shut behind them.

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