Desire in the Desert
Theo sat behind his desk doing his level best to ignore the sounds from inside the room and the stiff cock trying desperately to get out of his pants.
"Mmmhm. Yes! Oh god, this is the best one yet! Give it to me. Faster! Faster!"
The button to turn on the camera inside the room called to him, but he resisted.
His days had settled into a clear pattern. The room was quiet and unassuming most of the day. Then someone in a lab coat would come in and the moaning would start. Sometimes it sounded low and sultry, other times it sounded high and ecstatic. But it always sounded like she was on the verge of cumming. Then the doctor would open the door, walk out, usually with some of the red liquid, and the noises would stop.
Theo had lots of theories about what was really going on in there, none of which he was fully convinced by:
Option 1: This was a psychological experiment and he was the subject being tormented with sounds of a woman's pleasure. (He hadn't jacked it since the first day out of fear that there were a bunch of hidden cameras and all the labcoats were sitting in the back watching him.)
Option 2: There was some important prisoner of war trapped in there and the lab coats were using sex to get some information out of her (this one was hard to believe since he never saw any food going in and it didn't explain the red liquid.)
Option 3: There was another entrance and this was where the scientists of the base met their prostitutes for covert affairs. There might also be an important storage container for the red liquid in there, to give them an excuse to have a highly guarded door, but they were just getting their rocks off. (This one also had some holes, like where did the other door come out? And why not just use a motel like the rest of the world?)
Theo didn't put any stock in O'Malley's going theory, which was that this is where they were keeping the aliens now that Area 51 had too much scrutiny.
Neither O’Malley nor Singh claimed to hear any noises, but they worked the swing and graveyard shift, so there weren’t too many lab coats that came through.
"Oh please. Take it all! Yes! Yes! Yes!"
Theo's dick twitched as he imagined an alien with all sorts of probes going into some woman. He could hardly contain his jealousy at all these scientists getting to go in and conceivably fuck someone as part of their jobs? Theo had been dying to lose his virginity for years, but the closest he had ever gotten was that party. It felt like this posting was designed to remind him how unattractive and worthless he was every moment.
He ached to put his dick into something. Anything. But his chances with women were next to zero these days.
"BUZZ!"
Theo opened the interior door for doctor Ramirez, who spat in the tube dutifully. Theo did his best to hide his hard-on under the table. How did these doctors not have giant boners every time they came out just hearing that? Were they all gay? Or had they emptied their balls into some hot prisoner?
The machine dinged green and Theo entered his code to open the outer door. He settled back into reading his book. But after a moment he noticed the noises hadn't stopped.
"Mmhm! Oh god. Come back! You- ah! Didn't turn it- Ah! Off!"
That was strange. Had something gone wrong? He waited for a moment, but the woman’s voice didn’t stop.”
“Oh, Oh! OH! FuckfuckfuckfuckFUCK!”
The curiosity was too much. Theo pushed the button on the interior camera.
Inside he saw a bright white room. It was tiled with large white squares. The lights overhead were much brighter than anything else Theo had seen in the underground facility. Along the walls there were stainless steel dollies with trays of what looked like medical implements, Theo couldn't make them out on the poor resolution of the camera.
But the most interesting thing in the room was the chair contraption in the center, where a naked woman seemed to be strapped into a harness.
Theo fumbled quickly with the controls, shamelessly trying to find a way to zoom in closer.
When he did, his jaw dropped. Strapped to a contraption was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. She had pale skin, with straight, bright orange hair cut into a bob. Her face was contorted in orgasmic pleasure: head tipped back, eyes closed, mouth wide open. When she did open her eyes, Theo saw they were bright green. Her breasts hung like teardrops from her impossibly skinny frame, with small pert nipples standing firmly erect.
She was clearly a prisoner, her hands and legs were strapped very securely to table tipped upright. He couldn't tell if she was struggling to get free or if she was just writhing in pleasure. Her body was covered in sweat. As he looked closer, he saw cuffs around her arms and legs, as well as a choker that seemed to me made of the same blue-sliver metal as was reinforcing the door.
But the strangest thing was the machine attached to her pussy. It had a small conveyor belt that brought tiny tongue-shaped dildos around to just flick her clit. With each flick her body convulsed in ecstasy and she moaned.
"Ahh... Mmmh.... Please...."
Theo's eyes were glued to the screen. His thick cock was aching so much against his tight fatigues. He reached down and unzipped his pants, hidden cameras be damned, his erect member bursting out to stand at attention.
"Oh god,, oh god, I can't hold it in, I can't... I can't" The woman screamed. He could see her fists clench and her toes curl. Her back arched against the restraints.
Theo stroked his dick faster and faster. he hadn't cum in over a week, and he was dying for it. It was too hard to find somewhere to be alone on the base. All he could think of was how much he wanted that woman, how he wanted to be the one to make her scream like that, to hear her cry out for more of his dick.
"I can't- I can't- FUUUCK!" she screamed and her entire body shook. She squirted hard.
Theo felt the cum welling up in him. He squeezed his dick with his hand, but he couldn't stop himself. If this was a psychological experiment he supposed he had failed. Theo ejaculated all over the table. It felt so good to finally nut as his dick spurt over and over again, emptying his balls.
“Uuuug.” He said.
As he sat there, trying to work up the energy to clean himself off, he noticed the moaning had stopped. Looking at the screen, it looked like the woman's squirting had been enough to push the conveyor belt far enough away that it stopped hitting her clit.
"I felt that. I felt your desire." The woman said. "Who's there? Someone not captured by Abstinence's foul magic?"
Theo felt his stomach drop. Was she talking to him?
“Yes you. Mmmh. I felt you cum. Your need. Your want. It was… delicious.”
Maybe he had made some noise when he came that she heard? The door was so think that he doubted it. He was torn between the feeling of deep, insatiable desire for this sexual goddess, and fear of what she was.
"No. No need to respond." The woman said with a malicious smile, her green eyes twinkling. Just knowing that you are out there gives me hope. Whatever you do, don't let them stifle your desire. That's how they control them.
Maybe this woman was insane. Theo had to admit that he would probably go insane if he was strapped to a table for days doing nothing but getting pleasured.
"No, you have to believe me." She said as if she could read his thoughts. "They will give you something. It might be a ring. It might be a piece of clothing. It is only pure luck that they have not given it to you yet. They will tell you that you must wear it. Don't. You will lose your free will. You will lose your desires. You will lose the ability to hear me!"
Yep definitely crazy. Theo thought. He looked at the time, oh shit! Shift change was in fifteen minutes and he needed to get all this cum cleaned up before them. He went to the bathroom and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe himself off. He took one last look at the gorgeous yet insane prisoner, and turned off the interior camera. By the time he came back, she had stopped ranting.
Part I: Neezgai
Chapter 4: Contact


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