Bethany shook her head desperately and tried to scream, but she could only manage an almost inaudible "nnnngg" sound. She backed away from the maids and the bound man with her fists raised.
One of the maids smiled and said, "It's alright. Lots of love dolls react this way at first. But I promise, once you've had your first taste you'll never want to go back." The other maid said, "And we have experience dealing with stubborn recruits."
The two maids moved towards Bethany at the same time. She tried to barge past them, but quickly found that they were indeed good at restraining prisoners. Not only that, but they were either inhumanly strong or Bethany was still weaker from the drugs than she'd thought, because they caught her with ease and forced her into a kneeling position in front of the bound and hooded man.
"Mmmm! Doesn't that look delicious!" said the first maid. Bethany found herself getting hungrier by the second just looking at the grotesquely proportioned cock, so she turned her head. "Oh no you don't!" exclaimed the second maid, and grabbed the back of Bethany's mask. Slowly she started forcing the love doll's head down and forward. Bethany tried to resist, but the maids were stronger, and soon the tip of the dick was entering her open mouth.
She felt it sliding down her throat and was only slightly surprised that she wasn't gagging on it. Her neck and throat felt uncomfortably full and stretched, but there was no pain and she could breathe without difficulty. The restrained man gave a muffled groan and tugged at the leather straps. Before long the huge cock was all the way inside her, and so the maids started forcing her head up and down repeatedly so that it slid in and out of her throat. The man started growling and cursing incoherently through whatever gag he had on under the hood, and thrashing as best he could.
The forced throat-fucking went on for a few minutes and then, suddenly, the man arched his back. "Here it comes! Meal time!" exclaimed one of the maids cheerfully. Bethany felt the huge penis spasm a few times, and warm globs enter her stomach. She blinked to fight back tears of humiliation. With horror she realized her hunger was gone. The nanites must be the real deal then. So... what the TV screen had said about the mask never coming off must also be true. It was too horrible to think about.
As if on cue, the TV screen flickered back to life. "Well done, young volunteer! Now that you've had a light snack we can complete your transformation into a perfectly submissive love doll!" |