Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing

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Your discussion was the farthest thing from intelligent!

? I’m sure you had a lot to contribute to it.

i am glad to be free of delusion when it comes to discussion, I actually stand by points and discuss them rather than spam gay porn when someone post opinions im not fond of.

Dan had certainly noticed, and wondered what he had done to deserve such a perfect candidate for the ‘tests.’ He continued probing Jordan’s ass, but he knew he couldn’t get too carried away before bringing Jordan into the showroom, and he pulled his finger out. “Everything looks good,” he said casually, pulling off his nitrile gloves and throwing them in the trash can. Jordan was relieved to hear that the examination was over, though he couldn’t help but notice a spreading feeling of warmth in his ass. Maybe he was just imagining it. “Here,” Dan handed him some sort of small earpiece, “Due to safety precautions, I will not be able to be in the room with you while the tests are taking place. Just speak at any time during the testing and I will be able to hear you. There’s a mic on my end too so we can communicate.” Jordan thanked him, and fit it into his ear. It kind of looked like the hearing aids he had seen deaf students wearing at his school. With the earpiece in, he could hear through his right ear but only heard soft static in his left.

“Now, as you know our projects here are highly confidential. Many of them are under development for government and military use, so we don’t like to take the risk of letting any information get out. For that reason, we ask all of our volunteers to wear a blindfold during their time spent in the showroom.” Jordan swallowed as he saw Dan remove the blindfold from his pocket. It was black and satiny, standing in stark contrast to the hospital brightness of the room around him. Before he could even question it, Dan was wrapping the blindfold over his eyes and tying it behind his head. “Don’t worry,” Jordan was instantly soothed by Dan’s voice in his right ear, “I’ll be right here with you.”

And with that, Dan lead him out of the hall and into the showroom. Unlike the exam room, the showroom had large windows rather than one-way mirrors. It was a huge space, with a cold concrete floor and harsh fluorescent lights. Dan left Jordan standing there, vulnerable in the center of the space, unaware that he was less than a foot away from the robot. “Stay right there,” he said in Jordan’s open ear, pressing one hand against his bare lower back before leaving to enter the observation room, where the rest of his coworkers were waiting.

Alone, blindfolded, and only able to hear through one ear, Jordan felt utterly lost in the showroom. Something about the air told him it was a large space, but beyond that he couldn’t tell much. He felt the rough concrete on his bare feet, and could hear the faintest fluorescent buzzing. That warm feeling had spread throughout him as they walked, and he now felt like every nerve on his body was vibrating slightly. His skin felt incredibly sensitive, so much so that Dan’s quick caress of his lower back had sent shockwaves through his body. He stood there, sweating and feeling his heart race, feeling completely naked in spite of his hospital gown, for what felt like hours before he heard Dan’s voice in his earpiece. “Jordan. Can you hear me?” Jordan’s mouth felt dry, so he licked his lips and said into the nothingness,

“Yeah,” then, “Um. I feel kind of. Weird.”

“Don’t worry. It’s perfectly normal to feel nervous, and this machine also uses a variety of chemicals which are formulated to help keep future patients calm and cooperative. Everyone reacts to these a little differently, you may just be having a particularly strong reaction. It was all in the paperwork.” They both knew that Jordan didn’t read the paperwork, and Dan took his hand off the mic button and laughed with his coworkers about how easily Jordan fell for his lie. They all knew that what Jordan was feeling was in response to the gel Dan had inserted into his rectum during the ‘prostate exam,’ a chemical one of the biomedical engineers had synthesized with effects similar to ecstasy. Jordan heard Dan’s voice in his ear again, “We’re about to begin the testing. You’ll feel the machine touching you in a moment. Please don’t be alarmed. I’m right here making sure everything goes well.” Already, people in the observation room were unzipping their pants as they watched him.

Jordan stood there in the void for a moment, listening to his own breathing, and then he heard a terrifying mechanical noise. He felt something smooth against his side, like a huge mechanical worm, which wrapped halfway around his waist underneath the medical gown. The end of it probed at his bellybutton as if it was searching for something, then stopped, squeezing tightly around his waist. Jordan struggled to control his breathing under the weight of the machine and cautiously reached his hands to feel what was gripping him. It felt soft and smooth on the outside, but still cold and mechanical, like a metal arm with many hinges covered in a rubber sheath. His hands moved along the length of the robotic limb until, with another sound of heavy machinery, a second appendage shot out and wrapped several times around his forearm, yanking it back. Jordan tried to pull his arm out from its grasp, but the machine could not be moved. Every sensation felt too intense. Jordan couldn’t decide if it was worse to struggle against the machine, with every movement excruciating, or stay still as it moved over his skin. The first limb snaked further around his body, winding around his waist and squeezing tightly. Another one wrapped around his leg.

Jordan screamed as the machine suddenly lifted him into the air. Dan was there again in his earpiece “Calm down, Jordan. You’re perfectly safe. Just sit through the tests and you’ll be walking out of here with your 400 dollars in no time.” Jordan listened closely to Dan’s soothing voice and tried to control his breathing as one appendage caressed his neck and another one wrapped around his thigh. “Just relax. The more relaxed you are, the easier it will be.” Jordan’s hospital gown had fallen off when he was lifted off his feet, and the men in the observation room watched his body dangle in the air. Jordan felt simultaneously humiliated and thrilled by his nakedness, knowing that Dan was watching him from afar. More robotic limbs caressed his ass and face, poking firmly against his skin. The end of one tentacle pushed between his lips and against his teeth. “Open your mouth,” Dan’s voice returned, “It’s just going to run some tests.” Jordan did, slightly, and felt the robot move snakelike into his mouth. He moved his head back as the arm approached his throat, grabbing the robot limb with his one free hand in an effort to hold it back.

thank you for furthering my point

These blocks are too damn long for mobile

Its spam at some point…

This one gets me going tho, is there a page for this author

slowdive continues to have the worst personality on this forum

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quite a feat

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Have you met me?

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I’m trying as hard as i can, here, please

someone has to win the award

I feel like I need to call people by their names a couple times

Im losing my touch

God dammit, Brendan…

I watched call me by your name like 6 times and now im a fucking faggot

iaafr is too stupid to recognize extremely base zero effort trolling

I keep looking for youtube videos with gay people in them in order to fill this gaping hole in my life

seems to come naturally tbh

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weird how u can be a top 10 poster and i cant remember a single thing hes typed