The Test Subject (Dog on male, Male insertion, Extreme, Inflation, Femdom, CBT)

“Where am I,” Jake thought to himself, opening his groggy eyes. The last thing he could remember was agreeing to be a test subject for some massage type experiment. It paid $500 dollars and could potentially increase the length of his penis. He didn't think he could go wrong with a free massage, or better yet one that paid him. And he hated his penis. It was only 3 inches fully erect, if he could increase that it would be a huge bonus. Now he was in some mechanical contraption, connected to the ceiling in the form of an 'X.' Each foot was in a containment device on either side of him and. His arms were similarly inside a containment device on each side. He had a metal bar running across the front of his legs, shaped to his thighs. The room he was in was dark, he could barely make out 5 feet in any direction, and it was damp and chilly. It wasn't until then that he realized he was naked. He saw a few small red and green lights blinking throughout the room, but was too confused and scared to make anything of it.

All of a sudden the lights flashed on briefly hurting his eyes, until they got used to the brightness. “I see you’re finally awake, I didn't think you would be so susceptible to the drugs. Usually they only knock someone out for an hour or so. You were out for nearly 3 hours. Are you feeling alright?” A woman asked walking into the room, a folder in one hand and a soft drink in the other.

“Where am I, and what am I doing naked and tied up?” He replied harshly.

“What are you talking about; you’re the one who signed up for this. The only reason we drugged you was so you couldn't change your mind. All of this was in the contract. It said that once you sign there is no going back, and that you would be drugged. It explained everything in detail, didn't you read it?”

“Is this a joke, I read the whole contract, and it didn't say any of this would happen,” he replied confused.

He saw the woman open up a folder and shuffle through a few papers. “Hmm.” She shuffled through a few more papers before closing it and looking back at him.

“What's hmm mean?” he asked concerned.

“Well it seems that someone forgot to give you all the papers detailing what exactly was going to happen here,” she told him.

“All I was told was that it was some kind of new massage experiment, that's what my form said.”

“Well it is a massage experiment of sorts. I guess it’s up to me to explain everything. The actual documents have everything I'm about to tell you, so listen up, Kay.” She turned on a TV near him and rolled it in front of him so he could see. She then walked over and sat at a computer placing the folder and soft drink down so she could type.

As far as he could tell he was looking at what he figured was the same thing she was on the computer. He could see a mouse moving and a desktop. She double clicked a folder on the desktop, followed by double clicking a power point presentation. She went to full screen.

“Alright pay attention. What you actually signed up for is, like I said, kind of a massage experiment. However it is far more extreme and sexual. It will be very painful which is why you were required to sign all of the paper work Kay.” She flipped through several slides that showed basic images and facts. Words like anal and semen consumption were in bold next to engineer style pictures of machines. The slide show was over in a matter of slides and she turned off the computer. She stood up and walked the TV away.

“Ok well I certainly did not sign up for this so get me out of here,” he said insistently.

“Unfortunately I cannot do that. You see, since you already signed up for experiment, and signed the documents, we have the right to conduct the experiment without penalty of law. We drugged you so you could not fight if you changed your mind. Everything we do from here on is completely legal Kay,” she told him. She walked away from him and grabbed a

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