Robin removed herself from Dan's car as she deftly pulled up the opal-shapped zipper along her back

Robin removed herself from Dan's car as she deftly pulled up the opal-shapped zipper along her back. Reyna was waiting by a bland looking rental car. Beside her was a modest looking medical bag. The bag was open, it's contents preventing the metal lip from closing completely. She also had a small blood pressure cuff tucked underneath� her arm.

�� Took you long enough.� She said with stale annoyance. She did a quick check at the motionless body in the small car.

�� You got here fast� What gives? I told you I�d call no matter what the outcome.�

�� I know� I watched from another parking lot. I have to say that chloroform laced bra worked like a charm.�

�� I knew it would. You insisted I try it on.� Robin glanced around the parking lot. Seemed no one cared that a man lay unconscious in a car while two women talked.

�� Of course. Such a pivotal item of your plan requires professional inspection. I had to make sure it didn�t leak.� Reyna already had the cuff on Dan�s arm. She gave a small black bulb a few rapid squeezes.

�� I�m sure. How soon will you know his condition?"

�� Soon. Once I�m done we can keep him sedated for three solid days. More than enough time to get him out of the country.�

�� Good� I�m glad that�s over.� Robin said as she rubbed her tight shoulders. �My back is killing me from being hunched in that little car.�

�� You know�� Reyna added with a slight smirk, �The drive in the van is going to be long. I�m sure those big dumb types you hired� wouldn�t mind a little show, I could rub those tender shoulders. We can call it their bonus.�

�� Yeah right� Just get him sedated."

�� Dan slept.� He didn�t dream, all he could feel was the pounding in his head. After a few seconds of dim understanding, he realized the pounding wasn�t in his head� it was coming from the ceiling.

�� Dan opened his eyes to a dim room. Along the upper walls were rows of dull red lights, giving the area an infinite shadow. He tried to move his right arm to place a hand over his pulsing temple, only to find it restricted. At first he thought his arm was asleep, but then he heard the rattle of chains. It was this sound which cleared all grogginess, pain, and confusion out of his skull.

A thin stainless steel chain hindered his right arm. He rotated his head left, right, forward and back. He was lying on some generic metal bed like the ones found in third-rate hospitals. On leach limb was a chain connected to a thick puffy strap. The strap looked padded to prevent it from slipping without restricting the flow of blood. He took a breath and tried to remember. But all he could think about was how incredibly thirsty he was.

�� He moved his left leg and found it wrapped in some tubing. He looked down and saw a bloated I.V. bag resting between his feet, and much to his horror, the tube ran up his leg to his groin connecting to a catheter. He let his head fall in disgust.

�� He was a prisoner in some weird place chained to a bed. All he had was the construction sounds going up above, and all the unreachable itches he couldn�t scratch. He waited and waited until the sounds stopped. The silence was all his. He heard the dry scrap of his lips as he prayed for just one sip of water.

A door opened and the room was filled with an unforgiving white light. Two figures entered the shadows and he began to tremble as cold air replaced the older stale air.

�� Shshshshsh..� cooed a familiar voice. Dan looked up and nearly choked. It was Robin. Her hair was all different, and she was dressed up in some surreal leather outfit.

�� My poor little Dan.� soothed Robin as she leaned forward to push a rumpled strand of hair from out of his eyes. All he could see was a dull red Lycra bra with brass studs. �I�m sorry for neglecting you, but I�ve been busy. Don�t worry, tonight I�m all yours.�

�� Dan looked over and saw a young woman in a simple nurse's uniform. She looked nervous and Hispanic. The girl was attaching multiple IV bags to a rack and was inserting a needle in his left arm.

�� Don�t worry about the IV. It�s needed to clean your system. You see for the past three days you�ve been sedated. I�m sorry for the rough treatment, but I�ve been really busy. Reyna and I found your witch doctor. And it seems all he wanted was two hours playing with my boobies and two hundred channels of unlimited porn. We struck a deal and he gave me the recipe for that little soup he fed you all those years ago.� Robin paused and straddled Dan, careful not to bump the I.V. tube. Her fingers reached for his rough face. �Tsk, tisk... We can�t have you looking all rough like this. Seemcha, hand me the razor.��

The young nurse rushed over to a small table and brought back an antique looking straight razor with an ivory handle. Robin took it with reverence.

�� Once I�ve cleaned you up and your system is clean, I�m going to put you to work. As you know I�ve rather enjoyed going down on you. But to be honest getting bigger boobs wasn�t my primary wish. I noticed quite a few changes besides having a pair of really big boobs. I had a full physical last week and the doctor asked if I was a professional athlete. My resting heart rate is 52 beats per minute and my blood pressure is the lowest it�s ever been. But that�s not all� I�m stronger, faster, and even smarter��

�� Don�t you mean crazier?� He whispered. His lips were too dry for loud words.

�� I prefer ambitious. I figure why hog a good thing. I know of a few talented women that are losing the battle of time. And lucky them because I have the fountain of youth chained to a bed. �

�� You�re fucking crazy.� he coughed.

�� Me!� She asked. �You�re the one who�s crazy.� Robin leaned forward and put cool foam on his face gently rubbing in small circles until his whole jaw was covered. She then pushed his chin to the right and began to shave. �Look at you. Here, a very beautiful woman is shaving you. All your needs are met, and you get all the oral sex you can handle. You don�t have worry about a job, bills, or the every day crap that normal people have to deal with. You live in paradise.�

�� Please�� He said through tight lips. He wanted so bad to pull his head away from that long looking razor, but Robin�s grip made that impossible.

�� Robin smiled as she finished his left side. She then tilted his face to the left and began to shave again. �tsk� Try to keep an open mind. I know of countless men that would kill for your place.�

�� Good� They can have it, this is sick.�

�� No it�s not. It�s good business. Do you have any idea how much money I�m going to make?� She leaned back and patted his clean right cheek. The nurse handed her a warm towel and she expertly removed any missed foam from his jaw. After that, she inspected his neck for any ingrown hairs. She then removed herself from his chest. �Try to keep an open mind. This is something you can�t possibly understand at this point and time. But don�t worry...You�ll be very well taken care of. You won�t be alone for long.�

�� What! You can�t be serious!�

�� Why yes.� Robin walked slowly up the stairs. She wanted Dan to have plenty of time to admire her ass as it jiggled in her tight gray chaps. She wondered if he noticed she didn�t have any panty lines.

�� What are you going to do?�

�� Me? Nothing� But what I have done was spend a little time in a local Bordello. Reyna and I have been taking samples from all sorts of men. It seems that only a small percentage have the qualities that I�m looking for. I�m going to give them an offer that they can�t refuse.�

�� Wait!� begged Dan but it was too late. The door slammed with an oppressive thunder and he soon found himself back in an empty room.

�� Dan waited in the red basement for what seemed like days. Every day began like the other. Three young women would come down and unlock him from the bed while a large man waited at the top of the stairs. The guy looked like he wanted trouble, so Dan did what he was told without a word.

Each day he was fed three simple meals of bananas, sweet wheat bread, and chicken or sometimes fish. But never red meat- he craved a rare New Yorker steak still dripping blood on a sizzling plate. After lunch he�d get a shower and a simple grooming. At the end of the day he was exercised consisting of stretches, jogging and sometimes weights.

�The young nurses seemed embarrassed with the whole situation, but the male guard always found something darkly humorous with his routine. He didn�t care anymore. All he wanted was to end this nightmare.

�� Then one day the three nurses came down with a bunch of beauty salon stuff. Every bit of his body hair was removed without mercy by every single method he thought possible and then some. Scented oil was applied to his skin, and his hair was trimmed and expertly styled. Then a thick leather mask with gag was placed over his face. All that showed was his hair and his nose. Next the nurses stuffed him into tight leather brief. It was obviously designed to enhance a guy�s package. The metal from the zipper rubbed against him. It was cold. After a few more minor adjustments, the nurses escorted him upstairs.

�� Dan followed down a long hallway. His mask didn�t blind him. He could see though the eye slits as if he was looking through a burlap sack. His walk seemed to take twenty minutes. His surroundings were sterile and functional. The halls were long and well lit; the air was cool but not cold and very quiet. The only sounds were the soft �pat-pat� of his bare feet and the plodding of the nurse� soft shoes.

�His journey ended at an unmarked door. His back muscles tightened as his mind prepared himself for what was next. The door opened from the inside and he knew his troubles had begun.

�The room was an image right out of Better Homes and Gardens. Everything was innocent and wholesome looking. The walls were decorated with neutral colored wallpaper with bright maroon trim along the perimeter of the ceiling.� He must look freakishly out of place in his outfit. A new nurse placed him on a soft bed with huge bedposts surrounded by delicate curtains. She removed the top cover and placed him in restraints that seemed to be a part of the bed. She then covered him back with the comforter. Then he waited, but sometimes he heard coughing or a shifting sound. He leaned up best he could seeing figures in similar beds. He tried to call out but the rubber ball in his mouth prevented such.

�� Good Morning.� replied Robin with her most professional smile. She was wearing a hand tailored suit that seemed made for a man. Except a man could ever have boobs as big as hers. Her tits pressed hard on the triple breasted suit making straight lines curved.� Robin was dining on three men a day leaving Dan for special occasions.

Her gluttonous consumption was catching up with her. Sitting in her leather executive styled chair she felt gigantic. Her boobs rested massively in her lap. If she wanted to she could hide both forearms completely under her torso. Yet, such freakishness did have is persuasive bonus. Any shift in her chair would cause subtle frontal movements that put to rest any beliefs that her impressive knockers were fake.� But if any had doubts... All it took was a simple twist of the wrist and the triple breasted suit came wide open. She allowed customers plenty of time for their own personal examination no matter how thorough. But she wasn�t in the business for big boobs she was here to sell feminine power.

�Today a middle-aged tycoon sat nervously across from her. It seemed that time as well as a high stress life style had not been kind for the woman. Her face showed numerous signs of wear and tear. It seemed that she had tried plastic surgery, but science could only go so far. Now it seemed the woman had reached a point in her life that she�d try anything.

�So if I understand correctly, it will cost me 5,000 dollars per month for your� ah�� the lady seemed to struggle with the words, � treatments?�

�Yes and once we establish a schedule, you can come up to three times a week and have the pick of your choice.�

�Really?�

�Yes, without any fuss. The treatment will be ready the moment you get here and there�s no trouble if you need anything extra.�

�And if I understand� these men don�t mind?�

�The men?� Robin began to laugh causing her boobs to shift the huge calendar on her desk. �They don�t mind at all.� In fact they love their job. I get thousands of applications a month but unfortunately only a handful can provide.�

�Really? I guess it�s settled. How do you take payment?�

�Cash, Check, or Card.� She said flatly.

Robin watched the sterling pen flash across the paper. She took a long deep breath as the satisfaction of another easy sale eased her back into her seat. Her suit blazer let out a dull creak protesting a further increase of her diameter. I guess it time to go up another size, Robin thought.

Dan looked upward and tried to keep entertained by watching the curtain in the air conditioning breeze. The opening of a door mixed with sounds of conversation told him it was time. One voice he recognized, it was Robin giving an introduction, and the others must be the clients. It was hard to hear, as if everyone was whispering.

The footsteps went past and then stopped at another bed. In the silence he heard the shuffle of a bed spread and then the creak of someone climbing in bed. The entire room seemed to be charging with anticipation as sounds entered perfect focus. The soft stutter of a zipper tore at the silence followed by a wet click as lips contacted skin. Then there was a deep moan. Dan closed his eyes in disgust as he heard soft feeble sounds through a mask. Then the room was quiet except for rapid breathing and the sound of someone leaving a bed.

Dan waited and wondered what would happen next. He listened to someone being unclamped and wondered when it would be his turn. Thankfully no one had wanted to sample from him. Being stuck in the basement was far better than this shit. A pair of hands traced through his hair. Soft caress and a gentle pat ended his relief as a dreaded voice filled his ears.

�So sweetie, what do you think of my little business?� Robin asked as she drew close. Dan flinched at the size of her chest. Her boobs were like dark oppressive clouds that could smother him. Memories of his capture flooded his thoughts and he began to thrash. �Relax� No one's going to hurt my little sweetie. You forget you are quite valuable. I�ll let nothing happen to you and that�s a promise.�

Robin�s fingers left his hair and he felt her join him in bed. Without reason he began to struggle and he could do nothing to stop the pathetic whimpers that escaped his gagged mouth.

�Shhhh�shhhh.� she cooed as her fingers removed the bedspread and found the zipper. She tugged splitting his brief in half. �You see, that was my last customer and now I have you all to myself.�

Dan felt her remove his little strap with a single flick. The loud rasp of the leather striking the floor felt like the last shred of his decency.

�I�ve been waiting for this all day. Its my little reward to myself for a job well done.�

Dan felt hot lips on his bare neck. It made him sick, but her expert kisses made his naked member begin to stir. Her fingers were tracing cool circles across his bare chest. The familiar pattern was bringing physical changes he had no control over. That fact gave Robin even more power. She quickly took off her jacket and Dan felt those monstrous boobs smashed against his chest. Her tits were an oppressive weight pushing him deeper into the bed. Giant warm boobs slid effortlessly across his sweaty chest. Their breathing never matched making their mild position seem like a lunatic struggle. Her faint laugher rubbed against his belly. He opened his clamped eyes only to see her smiling.� Her smile looked liked it belonged on a snake.

��You see I have a secret to tell you.� She stood up and removed her pants so all she had on was her elegant dark heels and a silk pair of jet blue panties. �Our friend the witch doctor had quite a few recipes for sale, all of which I have purchased. One such recipe is a powerful aphrodisiac that you are currently under the effects. I�m sure you remember the body oils that my assistants put on you? You must realize that this potion can be very taxing to the male body so I promise to use it sparingly. But��

Robin climbed back in bed and took his every inch deep into her mouth. He felt her tongue twist around his tip and lick the small nub underneath. The feeling was impossible to describe as primal emotions of need, fear, lust, and desire swirled inside of him like bright painful lights. Lights he couldn�t flee from.

She released him and gave his inner thigh a few kisses before continuing �And I wanted to test it out on you before I give it to the others. Proper scientific method you know� thorough data gathering and then a final evaluation.�

Robin hovered over Dan�s trembling penis. His fear traveled effortlessly through her breasts. She rose up, extending her arms fully. She let her boobs sway back and forth allowing her nipples to brush against his smooth muscled legs. Her spirit was engorged on her domination over her captive Dan. She then slowly lowered feeling breasts cover him like a giant jellyfish. She pulled back moving closer and closer to what she craved. His warm scent was all hers, and soon she�d take in all of him- every last supple drop. Her lips found her prize and she began to feast.

� Robin expertly brought him to the brink only to stop and give him just enough time to recover. Her hot spit never became dry on his throbbing cock, as her hands always knew what to do to make him respond. She was the cat and he was the mouse, and all cats play with their food.

�All Dan could do was plead through the mask for her to release him. Yet the sounds had no meaning through the thick rubber ball. His drool intermixed with his sweat as he quickly lost the will to fight. Building, building, building- he couldn�t take it any more. His body felt as if it was going to rip. Then it was done. Her lips remained on him for a long enough time and his whole body arched. He thrashed as she took every last ounce of him. In the end, all he could do was tremble.

Robin glanced at her watch. It was time to get back to work. She removed herself from the bed and picked up her discarded clothes. Without saying a word she left him and told a nurse to clean him up and send him to bed.

Dan�s incarceration was wearing him down layer by layer. Each day copied the other with his three meals, the visits to the oral room, and the evening exercise. But as things grew more static he also detected subtle changes.

The bondage room was getting more and more crowded. He sometimes felt as if he was in some twisted auditorium with all the moans and muffled cries of pleasure. He also noticed that many of the employees� measurements were increasing rapidly. It must be a new perk Robin allowed to her employees. The effect on his late day exercises and grooming was impossible to miss. No longer did a male guard stand in the background. He had been fazed out. Now the nurses did all the handling. It made sense for their grips felt like unforgiving steel. It was all becoming too much. The female presence was suffocating him. To make matters worse, Robin was starting to take a fancy to having a late-night snack.

He could always tell when she was going to visit him. He knew by lunchtime. His lunch would be very protein heavy, he�d have a minimum of three clients, and his evening exercises would be very demanding. The nurses didn�t help much either.

Originally, they�d worn simple cotton uniforms that covered from wrist to ankle. That was no longer the case. Their dresses kept getting higher and higher, going past the knee, the upper thigh to stop just three inches from their hips. When ever they bent or moved he could see the pure white panties underneath. Their bodies were also keeping pace with their wardrobe. Limp breasts were now full and tight in their white packaging. Blocky hips and flabby butts were now sleek and round. It was obvious that Robin wanted him all hot and riled up by the end of the day. Sadly, it was working. Seeing three gorgeous dark skinned beauties each wearing a dress so tight he could tell they forgo their bra and panties. It was too much. No mater how tired he was at the end of the day these three could recharge his libido in three minutes flat.

Late at night when it was all over and he found himself struggling with feelings of sexual frustration, she�d pay a visit. Some times he�d hear the door open other times not. He knew it was Robin because no women at this place had a shadow that could blot out the light at the top of the stairs. He�d listen to the sounds of her dominatrix outfit as the Lycra creaked and snapped with each of her steps.

He willed himself loose trying to relax. It would take some time, but she made it down the stairs to stand by his bed. Her breathing was the only sound he could hear, along with the subtle pops, snaps, and flicks of her costume as the buckles and straps shifted on her massive form. He guessed she just liked to look at him helpless. He felt her hand sliding up his leg to her favorite spot.

�Good evening, my sweet love.� She coed. Her hands were all over him. Long fingernails tested and ticked as she probed him for a response. Tonight she had none. �I see you�re extra quiet tonight. Good, I like you like this. It means I have to be extra receptive to your reactions.�

Dan felt her massive tits slid across his waste as she joined him in the tiny metal bed. The springs pierced the room�s silence with loud pulls trying to accommodate Robin�s weight. Every night she felt a little heavier and a little bigger. He couldn�t help but grow stiff as her Lycra encased bulk beared down on him. She lay there for a long time breathing in and out. He felt trapped as two monstrous boobs shifted across his bare ribs. Her smell was so intense. It was a mixture of perfume and her moist hunger. It was having an effect on him which he had no control.

�I see you�re almost ready. That�s good, because I do enjoy our moments together.� She leaned closer pushing her boobs forward almost to the point they covered his chin. Her breathing increased while her fingers searched for the snaps that released the small strip of leather covering her hungry pussy. �It�s a piety I don�t have more time. I do like lying together enjoying the dark. But I do have a business to run and with our cliental as well as the help increasing day after day. I seem to have less and less time.� She let her spaghetti outfit drop to the floor with one skilled gesture. She then reached for his small brief enjoying his response as her hands lingered. She could sense his need through hers, but she wanted to enjoy this little encounter as long as possible. �So how was your day? You look a little tired.�

Dan disgust lodged in his throat, but he had long discovered to talk was what she wanted. If he remained still, she�d grow bored, take what she wanted, and leave. But tonight something seemed different.

Robin pulled herself up supporting all of her weight on her extended arms. Even fully extended her boobs still dangled on his bare chest. She had gotten so incredible big all because of him. She had sampled from the other men but for whatever reason, Dan was the most potent. It was these indulgent midnight snacks that had added so much to her proportions. But she didn�t care; his total submission was what she craved.

�So... nothing?� she asked. �No talk, no questions, no requests?� She pulled herself forward to look into his eyes. As always, the brown eyes were unfocused as if staring right past her at some little point on the ceiling.

Tonight she was going to have her way. �Suck my boobies.� she commanded. She shifted forward and placed the epicenter of her massive rack squarely on his face. Her flesh engulfed him and still pressed across the bed only to stop short of the metal frame. She waited but he did nothing. �Suck my boobies!� She said much more forcible, but his lips remained inert.

She dropped down hard and felt him tense. She let her arms dangle close to the floor. His trapped breath grew hot. �Suck me or suffocate.� she added. Dan began to struggle. It was all futile for she covered his entire face. She wondered if he�d bite her to get free. She so desperately wanted that.

Dan felt the panic burn along with the air in his lungs. He couldn�t breath. That psycho-bitch was smothering him with her fucking tits. He could see red mixed in with the black as globs of sweat made her smooth skin slippery as flesh colored soap. In his fear he did the only thing her could do. His lips searched for her nipple.

Robin pulled back with wild pleasure. She felt his dry tongue lap gently across her nipple, just like in the old days. She could feel the wonderful burning, the inner fire that only he could give her.

�Oh god, yes... Just like the old days. Only I�m so so much bigger.� She squealed. She pushed the one nipple out and replaced it with the other. She reached into her pinned up hair and removed the special key letting it fall to her bare shoulders. She unlocked his arms and deftly put them underneath her boobies. �Play with my tits!� she commanded and he did.

Dan felt sick as his fingers went through the motions of kneading, pulling, and squeezing. Robin seemed to love every second as she began to rock back and forth letting out throaty�� chuckle. All this contact was starting to have an effect on him and Robin began to laugh.

�Ooooo...The tender loin is about ready.� She reached back and took his dick into both of her hands. �I wonder what it�s like at the end of a hard day. I bet you ache. I bet your whole groin throbs when I touch it.� She slid back to his knees and gently smushed her tits right on top of his cock. She didn�t ride up and down. She let her soft flesh touch while a fingernail played in his pubic hair. �I bet you�re so tired. I sure its pure agony when I do this!� Robin bent down and sucked him hard.

�His body grew tight as his fingers dug deep pits into her shoulders. He could feel her lips curl into a smile as her tongue tortured his hot shaft. She used every part of her mouth, lips, tongue, and teeth. He heard the wet slaps and clicks as she pulled and pulled. His mind was lost; his whole body was out of his control. All he could do was give Robin what she wanted.

Robin removed herself from the bed. His last meager sobs left his lips in a weak puff. She licked her lips searching for any stray cum. She gave her boobs a fond rub like a glutton rubs his belly after a noteworthy binge. She reached for the zipper and sealed her costume with a loud snap. She left Dan�s in the dark completely spent.

Renya entered her friend�s office and disgust welled in her throat as she saw the crumpled black ribbons of some wispy S&M costume resting in a chair.

�You did him again.� She stated coldly.

�Mmmm.hmmm� purred Robin. She was laying face down on her special table. It had an opening for her massive tits. Her personal assistant, Seemcha, rubbed her back and shoulders. After her fun with Dan, her upper back had become so very tight.

Renya looked at the heavy udders dangling in the shadow of the table. Robin seemed to have lost touch with reality. No longer were her boobs sexy... Now they looked fat and distended.�

�Why do you keep seeing him?� she asked.

�Dan?� Robin pulled herself up on her elbows. �I did have a little snack not too long ago.�

�Don�t you think you�re getting a tad too big?�

�What?!� Robin looked down. �I see nothing wrong with my current size.�

�I do.� Renya walked in front of the table to look right at Robin. �You�re obsessed with Dan. If I didn�t know any better I�d think getting bigger is your means of making him more helpless.�

�Not true.� accused Robin. Her voice had the beginnings of an edge to it. The nurse stopped rubbing and took a few nervous steps back.

�Really? I bet you love being all big, lying on top of a bonded man. It must be quite a rush to cover him with those things.�

�Get out!� demanded Robin.

�Okay...Fine...Don�t listen to me. You should listen to your back. I wonder how much those things weigh?�

�OUT!� yelled Robin. Renya left without a word. Robin snapped her fingers. The nurse quickly returned to her position and began removing the knots from her shoulders.

Dan rested on his metal bed not even feeling the binds on his chest or legs. His cock pulsed dully. He was exhausted. He had over six clients today. He didn�t know the exact number because he gave up counting after five.

The door opened and his world changed completely. Three nurses brought down a short man. Dan arched his neck to get a better look. The man was completely bald on top and his forehead glistened with sweat. He looked in good shape except for small folds of loose skin around his waste.

He heard the nurses talking in hushed tones, but he could never make out what they were saying. It seemed that their whispering made the man even more nervous. He squirmed in their grips like a miserable child. The nurses locked the man in the bed adjacent to his. When the nurses left, he whimpered and moaned as if trying to get them to come back. Dan waited for his neighbor to calm down before he asked the countless question he had to know.

�Hey buddy?� asked Dan. He waited and waited but the man continued to cry.

�Hey� Can you talk? Are you gagged?�

�No.�

�Then why didn�t you answer?�

The man said nothing.

Soon Dan heard the sound of soft pathetic tears. No matter how much he yelled, pleaded or sympathized the man continued to cry. Soon he grew annoyed and tried to block out the sickening little sounds.

Dan awoke the next morning to a loud wail. He turned and saw three buff looking nurses removing the restraints on the bald man. He was letting out a moan that belonged on a three year old pulling a tantrum. He twisted in the guards� grips, but that didn�t slow his escort up the stairs. Dan watched as the little man pleaded to him through sticky eyes then he was gone.

Days passed and Dan was treated a little better. They now had put chains that were long enough that he could go to a little sink and toilet. Sometimes the nurses would feel sorry for him and leave a newspaper or book. He didn�t care what it was, and he often read it numerous times before they threw it away.

Every day was the same: meals, being cleaned, exercise, and trips to the special room. The special room was the one thing he truly despised. Women of all kinds would enter, sometimes wild other times reserved. The quiet one would come and sample from the men and then leave. The wild ones would party and drink, often times sampling from numerous men. Dan would sometimes thrash, but he soon discovered the women loved it when he resisted.

Once again his was bound to a soft bed in a systemically decorated room. The colors all blended nicely and the scents from the plants made him wonder. Did the atmosphere make the women comfortable? Did it ease their conscious?

�A large band of women entered acting crazy. Dan knew they spiked his food with something for his dick never softened. Woman after woman partook from him and he was always ready for more. At the end ordeal his balls felt like they glowed a bright blue.

Once the room calmed down, he raised his head and looked around. The ladies had partied themselves into unconsciousness. Random articles of clothing still clung loosely to naked bodies. Sometimes it was a shoe or other times it was bra resting crooked on a bare shoulder. The rest of their clothing was cast about on the floor.

A young lady with wild dark hair was out cold beside him. He looked at her with detached resentment. She was young, slender and obviously not new to this sort of thing. Her boobs squished out from her sides as she lay face down on the bed. Then Dan saw something. A small ornamental pin lay beside him. The room was empty except for the unconscious females. Without hesitation he grasped it and hid it in his palm.

Shortly after, nurses came in and cleaned up the mess. Not that he cared, they were so concerned about the state of the room they missed his little item. They took him back to his private basement and left him in peace.

For the rest of the night he desperately tried to pick the locks. He tried and tried. He soon became wracked with fatigue. He was scared if he didn�t stop soon he�d fall asleep with his only means of escape in the palm of his hand. He got up and looked for any means of hiding his key. He didn�t have many options because the nurses who cleaned his room were very thorough. But after a long while, he found the perfect place to hide it- in the toilet paper tube. He went to sleep with small but solid hope. He could escape.

The next days were spent trying to master the locks. It seemed to take forever but one day the shackles came free. He felt like screaming but quickly came to his senses. He had a way out, now he needed a plan.

The following days Dan spent observing everything. He timed the day by meals and his visits upstairs. Once he stayed up all night. He listened to all sounds searching for a pattern. A late night guard would check on him twice and ONLY twice. If he wanted to escape that small window between the first and second check was the best time. Later that morning when the nurses served him breakfast he couldn�t help but feel a little smug. At last he was ready, and it seemed no one was any wiser.

It was late when Dan opened the locks and removed himself from the bed. He prayed that he could open the door. The door leading out of his prison opened effortlessly but made an ear splitting creak. He entered his familiar hallway, except at night the walls looked as if they belong to an asylum. The hallway spit into a junction with a small cubicle and a guard inside. She seemed busy doing paperwork and didn�t even see him advance towards her.

He made it to the foot of the door without her looking up. She was wearing simple gray pants and a smock. Around her desk were monitors of every inmate but him. That made him worry, but he wasn�t going to turn back now. He lunged to attack.

The guard fell back but was far from intimidated. She cursed to herself and held her hands wide in a wrestler stance. This made him pause. Why was she doing this, he thought. Then not caring anymore he threw a punch, hard. She took it square on the chin but didn�t fall, which made him, take a step back in shock. He was no wuss. She then came forward and put him in a bear hug. Her arms began to squeeze. Now he was worried because he wondered if he had the strength to break free. No matter, he wasn�t going to give up now.

He brought his free elbow down hard against her face. She flinched but didn�t move as she continued her submission hold. His mouth went dry as he felt a pair of meaty breasts pushing back.� Every time he breathed she tightened her grip like a snake. But that didn�t stop his attacks, again and again with the elbow until her face was raw. He was beyond rational thought; he had to get out. His next elbow sent her to her knees. She was half stunned staring back at him. He slammed her head down on the desk. She fell to the floor and remained motionless.

He looked at the monitors and realized there were over fifty men captive here. Looking at the diagram he found the way out. But he wasn�t leaving alone. He grabbed the guard�s keys and headed up stairs.

Dan opened the door with apprehension. He had managed to dodge the guards with ease knowing exactly where they were. In the room were simple but very comfortable beds. Dan was amazed at how all the men slept so peacefully. The room purred with soft rumbles of content snores. They were all dressed in plane frocks that looked more like old fashion pajamas you�d see in the old Laurel and Hardy movies.

Their shared room was much nicer than his. Their toilets had small curtains and their toilet paper wasn�t that cheap one-ply crap either theirs looked like Charmin. But what really burned him was the fact they had a monster flat screen TV that took up 2/3 of the back wall. He looked around resentfully and then stopped. He cleared his thoughts. He didn�t have time for being jealous. He needed to be free.

Dan quickly unlocked the chains binding the men to their beds. He was halfway done when he realized the men were awake but doing nothing. They each sat up and looked at him like he was crazy.

�What the fuck are you waiting for?� Dan asked as he looked at his fellow prisoners remain perfectly stationary. �I�m freeing you idiots. Why do you just sit there?�

One man sat up and seemed to whisper. �Why� we don�t want to leave.�

�WHAT!� screamed Dan. His shout seemed to send the men into panic. �You have got to be SHITTIN ME!�

�Please sir,� begged the man as he raised his hands in pleading, �don�t ruin it for you, don�t ruin it for us.�

�Ruin it for you? RUIN IT FOR YOU!� roared Dan and then the door exploded as six female guards, all very big, plowed into him. The adjacent men cringed back from the violence and many cowered under the covers. Robin walked into the commotion, her voice soft and soothing.

�Its all over now. Please get your sleep. You all have a busy day tomorrow. �

Her reassuring words sent them to sleep like small little boys. Dan watched in complete amazement as twelve strong hands clamped down on him. He let out a feeble grunt when they brought him to his feet. They escorted him towards Robin as she stood there with a gentle smile. She leaned forward and gave him a tender kiss on his twitching cheek. Her boobs pressed against him. A fat nipple pressed into his side like a knife.

�Sweetie, what took you so long? I expected this months ago.� She soothed as the guards loosened their grip. They handed Dan�s numb form over to Robin. An expertly manicured hand with bright red fingernails reached out and took his arm. Dan winced, her grip felt like steel.

�What?� was all he could manage.

�I knew you would try to escape. It was one of my little games I like to play. I like to see if I can catch you.�

�Jesus-fucking-Christ!�

�Such language. I think our friend here must do with a little tough love. Take him to my room.� Robin brimmed with a toothy smile.

The guards obediently followed her order.

�What the fuck is wrong with you people. We�re treated like animals here. Get up! Get up, we can take them. Please get up.� Looking at all the content faces pulling up their covers made his voice crack with frustration. Soon he began to sob for no one looked at him, no one helped him. Then he was gone.

Robin tucked in a few of the more timid types and gave one last assuring good night.

She left the room, her excitement showing through her delicate nightgown. It was time for a change, she thought. She had more than enough help to run her little business and her direct presence was no longer needed. Her two personal assistants would help without question. She would no longer share Dan anymore. Starting tonight he would be hers and hers alone.

Unknowingly she began to rub her boobs, her hands rotating in long ovals. She would feast, engorging herself on Dan day after day. And once he was spent there would always be others. There will always be others.

The Sorry Sorry End.