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Halo - Chapter 2!
🕑 Added 2024-09-11 21:14:08 +0000 UTCBecause the comments mentioned in the last chapter were pretty unanimous in their direction, I decided not to do the poll and just jump right in! I hope you all enjoy the chapter!
“Well your contract has officially started, so we’ll be beginning now. We’ll need to get some measurements from you, so if you’ll please follow me.” Mr. Brook pushed up from his desk, exiting the room with Halo’s contract beneath his arm.
Halo followed him. He led her past the waiting room, and into a hallway of glass. The silent buzz of the public rooms was replaced by a bustle of activity. Each room was lined with massive glass walls, allowing various rooms to be seen at once. She felt like a goldfish, trailing nervously through her tube of glass, with the world rushing around her. Halo’s eyes trailed from room to room. Each was filled with workers. The very air seemed saturated with knowledge. The symphony of rushing workers, machines whirling, and the pristine world of white lights made her feel entirely out of place.
“This room please.” Brook stopped, holding open a glass door for her. She entered, taking in a massive room, complete with various machines of unknown purposes, an open floor with a white photography backdrop, and three researchers. Two seemed to be busy in their own world, but one noticed Halo’s entrance.
She had long lavender hair, running long enough to give her lab coat a run for its money. Her large glasses gleamed in the bright lights of the room, but still unable to hide the circles beneath her eyes and exhaustion in her face. Her hair was pulled behind her shoulders, but several strands had slipped across her face, which she couldn’t be bothered to fix.
“This is Doctor Kelley, head of Shorai’s research team for the sexual development line. Doctor Kelley, this is Halo. She will be your subject for the next two years.” Halo smiled, shaking her hand. Her face twitched at the term subject.
“Wonderful. Let's get started then. Please remove all articles of clothing for me.” Halo stiffened.
“I-I’m sorry, my clothes?”
“Of course. We can’t get your measurements through them.” Dr. Kelley walked away, grabbing a few tools from her table. Halo’s eyes darted around the room. There were four others within the room, but it was worse than that. The glass layout of the floor allowed several other rooms to peer into this one, along with anyone who happened to pass through the hallway.
“Yeah, o-of course. Is there a changing room I could use? It’s just… There are quite a few people in here. And with the glass and everything, I was hoping–” Dr. Kelley let out a heavy sigh, cutting Halo’s words in her throat.
“There’s no changing room, and reservations will just slow down my research.” Kelley didn’t bother sugar coating her tone. “You can take them off here.” Halo’s eyes searched for help, settling on Mr. Brook. He gave her a hollow smile, shaking her contract in his hands.
“Now is good.” Kelley jabbed again. Halo’s heart raced. She eyed the door. She wanted to go tear up her contract and walk out, but she knew she couldn't. She needed this job as badly as she needed food. And with the state of her credits, they might as well have been one and the same.
Halo swallowed the lump in her throat, praying for the red of her cheeks to subside as she began to slowly disrobe. With every piece of clothing that dropped to the floor, Halo’s heart raced faster. Her stomach dropped, as her arousal began to climb with every passing gaze. Please don’t get hard please don’t get hard. Halo chanted to herself like a mantra. Unfortunately, a fruitless mantra.
Finally, her bra and panties joined the bundle of cloth at her feet. She had her arm pressed tightly across her chest, the other cupping her now completely stiff cock. Precum wetted the inside of her palm. She wanted to die.
“Thank you.” Kelley motioned to one of her colleagues, who grabbed her clothes off the floor and walked away.
“What is he–!” Halo took a step in an attempt to follow, but the movement stripped away what little pride she still had, freezing her in her place.
“We’ll be taking your clothes for study. We wish to research every aspect of your progression, even down to the quality, material, and type of clothing you tend to wear now, versus various stages of your contract. You won’t be needing them right now anyways. Let’s begin.” She led Halo over to the backdrop.
“Stand facing the camera, arms and legs spread.” Her arms felt magnetized to herself, taking untold effort to peel them away. She slowly spread, feeling the air conditioned environment replace the warmth of her hands. Her cock twitched, and with it fell a small drop of precum. She hoped they were standing too far to notice. Her face burned.
“Now your backside.” Halo turned, eager to shield her cock from the room full of her clothed bosses. “This device scans your body, giving us your measurements down to a millimeter of accuracy. However, it doesn’t do well with overlapping parts, so some areas must still be measured by hand. Face this way please.”
Halo turned back around to find Dr. Kelley quickly approached. Before Halo could speak, Kelley reached down, slipping a device around the base of her cock. Her body jolted at the sudden contact.
The device began to whirl, slowly tightening around her base, clicking tighter and looser, self balancing like a blood pressure cuff, until it finally beeped and released. In the meantime, Dr. Kelley had been scanning her cock with a handheld device, flashing rapidly as lasers lit a grid across her skin. She moved to various angles, mapping thoroughly.
Halo squirmed with embarrassment. She knew she was small. Very small. And Dr. Kelley was getting a front row seat to it.
“Perfect. Next the device needs to scan you while you’re erect. You may touch yourself, or we could get you some porn or something if you need.” Halo stood stunned.
“I-I am….erect…” Halo could barely form the words.
“What was that?” Kelley asked, still scribbling on her clipboard. Halo could cook eggs on her cheeks. She cleared her throat.
“I-I am erect… R-right now…” Dr. Kelley finally stopped writing. She dropped the clipboard, staring between Halo’s legs, her gaze triggering a fresh drop of precum. For the first time since meeting, Dr. Kelley' aloof demeanor cracked.
“That…” Kelley pointed to Halos' throbbing nub, “is erect?” Halo’s eyes dropped to the floor, causing a wide grin to stretch across the doctor’s face. “That's like…” She held up her pinkie, closing one eye as she compared. A stifled laugh slipped from her lips. “If you’ll excuse me…”
Doctor Kelley walked to her colleagues. Halo watched as they talked. They were too far to hear, but the moment Kelley lifted her pinkie, the content was clear. Halo clasped her hands over herself, feeling precum wet her palms as her nub twitched feverishly.
What was happening to her? Disbelief and embarrassment rung through her head. She was overwhelmed with the urge to find anything to cover up and run out the door. And yet more than anything else, the feeling of arousal was all she could focus on. Kelley returned, still grinning.
“You got us an excellent subject, Mr. Brook.” Halo had almost forgotten he was there behind her. She turned to him, watching his eyes linger on the curves of her butt, before reluctantly raising to meet Kelley’s. His unapologetic lust made her shift beneath his gaze.
“Certainly did.” Mr. Brook took a deep breath through his smile. “Are you finished with your measurements?”
“Mostly. We’ll still need to get a flaccid measurement, but we’ll get that in a moment.” Doctor Kelley turned towards Halo, beet red and shielding herself with her arms once again. “We had planned on a series of devices, working our way down. However, you are simply… too small to fit in our larger devices. As such, we will be installing you in a device further down the line of our series. Please follow me.”
Halo obeyed, taking small steps as she carefully kept herself covered. She could hear Mr. Brook’s steps close behind her, knowing full well he was eyeing her with every step.
“What do you mean by ‘installing me in a device’? What device?”
“We will be installing a chastity device. Please sit here.” She motioned towards a mechanical looking chair, positioned below a large tubular device retracted above the seat.
“A c-chastity device?” Halo sat. Kelley pulled her legs apart one at a time, attaching them to spread mounts on the side of the chair. “Um, for how long…? A day or two?”
“Well, in order to achieve the results we are looking for, I am not allowed to inform you on how long it could be. Now, let's begin the installation.”
“Wait!” Halo blurted, the forced spread of her legs made her balls already wet with need. “Um. Can I at least uh, at least… have one last, finish? Before you…?”
“Oh that's right. I suppose you would want that. Yes, however, you won’t be doing it yourself. We will be collecting data.” Kelley grabbed a cable, pulling aside Halo’s hair and plugging into her neural port. “First things first. This is a proprietary Shorai software that gives us access to all kinds of data, from hormone levels to blood pressure. It has various other effects, but for the purpose of maintaining experiment integrity, we won’t be sharing them with you until you need to know.”
While she talked, Kelley began strapping Halos' hips to the chair. It wasn’t just a belt. The straps went around her hips, her thighs, and her stomach, ratcheting firmly until she was entirely immobilized, unable to even shift her weight in the seat. The computer beeped, prompting Kelley to unplug the port.
“Now, this machine is what we will use to give you your orgasm before lock up.” Doctor Kelley reached up, grabbing the see through tube and pulling it down to Halo’s immobilized hips. The tube connected to the various straps, locking it in place between her thighs, sealing her throbbing cock from the outside world.
“Together with the software we just installed in your neural link, this machine is designed to seal off all outside stimuli, while keeping track of exactly how much stimulation it gives you. Now, unfortunately, this machine was designed for… larger subjects. Its smallest setting is for cocks of three inches in length, and you are… Well lets just say, below three inches.
“Luckily, with how much precum you’ve expelled up to this point, I don’t believe it’ll prevent you from getting your orgasm.” Kelley smirked, looking down at Halo’s dripping nub, twitching eagerly for attention.
Doctor Kelley started up the machine, before leaving to talk with her peers across the room. A ring of synthetic flesh, about 2 inches in length, extended through the clear tube. It looked like a fleshlight with the back cut off, Halo assumed so it could pleasure cocks of any size without bottoming out. Once in position, it paused for a moment, before mechanically springing to life.
Halo let a soft grunt escape her as she slipped between the heated flesh. Her cheeks flushed. Despite Doctor Kelley’ absence, Mr. Brook was standing by, intently watching her. The audience to her situation made waves of arousal churn within her. The machine had its own lubricant, but she doubted it was necessary. She had already soaked it with precum.
The pleasure was torturously slow. The machine went the full three inches with every stroke, leaving Halo twitching on her own half the time as it stroked the air past the end of her cock. It left a second or so of absence between each stroke, before it’d slip back over her cock and disappear as quickly as it came.
It was humiliating. Set to the smallest setting, and yet still the lengths of the strokes nearly doubled her, not even able to experience the full stroke. Even with the drastically reduced stimulation, with her situation, it was more than enough. Her hips began to press against their binds, wishing they could thrust to hasten her trip towards the edge.
Her breaths deepened, closing her eyes as she crept closer. Her toes clenched, and her hands gripped into her breasts.
Finally! Halo moaned to herself, slipping over. Just as she did, the machine’s rhythm changed. It moved off her cock and began to vibrate and twist, barely an inch past her tip.
“Nnng–excuse m–” Halo’s hands pressed frantically against the outside of the glass tube, her fingers trying to pry between her body and the seal. “The machine isn’t–!” Dr. Kelley was across the room, unable to hear, and too preoccupied in her conversation to care if she had.
Halo’s cock convulsed, bobbing as her pleasure was ripped from the orgasm, ruining to a degree she didn’t know possible. She thrashed against her binds, trying to push her cock deeper into the tube, desperately reaching for the tantalizing stimulation just out of reach. Her convulsions stopped, replaced by tingling throbs of frustration as cum dribbled from her cock like a broken fountain.
Her arousal worsened with every second of dribbling release. She desperately stroked the tube, whimpering as the public setting of her orgasm faded from her mind. All she could look at was her cock, and the weak, constant dribble of white. Every muscle clenched with need, trying to force the pleasure of the orgasm to return. A fruitless attempt. After nearly 10 seconds of leaking cum, Halo collapsed in her chair, whining with a mixture of defeat and frustration. With the show over, Mr. Brook went to collect Dr. Kelley.
“33.4 millimeters,” Dr. Kelley commented to herself, scribbling the data from the machine on. “Must have been quite the orgasm.”
“A-actually,” Halo’s voice was weak, “When I started cu–...finishing, the machine stopped stroking, it just shook and spun just past my–just passed me!” Her obvious frustration saturated her tone. Dr. Kelley rose an eyebrow for a moment, before realization struck her face
“Ahh, I see. That is a feature of the machine. The moment it received the data from your neural link program that you were experiencing an orgasm, it moved to apply maximum stimulation to the frenulum, the most sensitive portion of the cock. It’s designed that way to give you the most pleasurable orgasm possible. Unfortunately, it was set for a cock of 3 inches in size, so it must have missed you entirely... If you were bigger, it would have given you the best orgasm of your life. Unfortunately, the machine wasn’t really designed for nubs.”
“Wha–” Halo’s jaw dropped. Did she really just say that? Wasn’t she supposed to be professional?! “W-well… Okay well, w-whatever the cause, the machine…” Halo’s voice dropped, “the machine ruined me.”
“I’m very sorry about that.” Dr. Kelley responded, not bothering to take her eyes off her clipboard. She continued scribbling for a few more moments, before finally looking up. “Alright, so we can use this machine to apply cold water to get our flaccid measurement, and then it can install the chastity cage. How it works, is it will–”
“W-wait!” Halo interrupted. “Did you not… I said it ruined me! I still need to, well, actually finish!”
“Yes I heard. The purpose of the orgasm before lock up was to determine an initial starting place for ejaculation volume per orgasm. If you were to have another orgasm now, it would taint the results.”
“But–! You can’t seriously expect me to lock up after that, can you?!”
“That is exactly what I expect.” Halo was about to continue her protests, but the machine hummed to life. With no warning, dispensers from within the tube began spraying ice cold water. The glass of the tube distorted like a carwash, as Halo took in a sharp breath. She jerked in her seat, trying to escape the frigid onslaught, but her straps held firm.
Before long, the water stopped. The distorted glass faded, revealing Halo’s flaccid cock, a tiny nub hardly protruding past her body. The machine glowed, covering her in a laser grid as it took its measurements. This time, Doctor Kelley audibly laughed, quickly followed by the chuckles of Mr. Brook and the other researchers.
“It appears we’ll be starting off with the flat cage.” Kelley smiled. “Many of our devices would be too big for you erect, let alone flaccid.” Halo couldn’t form a complete word. She watched in silence as a cock ring appeared within the tube, and various mechanical tendrils worked her into it.
“You should count yourself lucky. Even the ring itself has a multitude of features and abilities…” She went on to explain several of them, but her voice faded into the background. All of Halo’s attention went within the tube. Time seemed to slow as the ring was fixed into place, and a flat piece of metal was slowly pressed against her, locking in place.
By the time the tube retracted, Halo had already christened her cage with precum. Her fingers reached down slowly, afraid to touch it. Afraid to feel the metal, and the complete absence of pleasure from her fingertips. Afraid to face reality. The moment her fingers touched the metal, her body ached, leaking precum through the steel. She couldn’t ignore it anymore. Naked in a room full of her bosses, ruined, caged, and humiliated. That was her reality.
Please comment below on what you think should happen next!!
Comments
Neal C
I've somehow never heard a tiny penis be referred to as a nub before. What a horribly humiliating word. Excellent choice.
a2tailedfox
I keep on rereading this, and it gets hotter every time. Idk why I keep doing this to my self, I have been locked up for the past 2 weeks... and looks like it will be anther week....
Galick Orion
"Simple security policy, can't have them skewing the data" more to the point can't be bothered to just walk outside
pfkinker
The censorship could also go beyond the visual and (direcly) sexual, by e.g. garbling select voices when the scientists discuss plans in front of Halo.
Galick Orion
Oh that's really clever, could also be that the more she looks at something the more blurred that region becomes along with the demerits
pfkinker
I like! What might be even better: A program that marks certain areas as off limits and looking at those "awards" demerits or directly triggers some punishment. Looking for longer increases the demerits exponentially: e.g. looking at all: 1 point, for more than 1 second: 2 additional points, more than 2s: 4 additional points, more than 3s: 8 additional points etc.
Galick Orion
If you're still accepting ideas, an auto censoring program could be a good idea
pfkinker
Awesome! I'm looking forward to seeing some features of the cage. The logical upgrade will be an inverted cage. How about one which can change its size? It would e.g. be able to invertly slow-fuck Halo, or it could be set to expand with the wearers arousal so that the "nub" gets smaller instead of bigger. The dynamic size can also help with keeping the intrusion in mind, since it would be easier to get used to a static length. Furthermore, a display showing arrousal on the front of the cage might be useful. In a simple bar and maybe some other metrics, precum production. Also, granting Halo access to some metrics she can access through her neural link might also help in furthering her humiliation. The inverted cage could also have some storage space for precum.
Glenn
“The ring itself has a multitude of features” Sounds like you have a few ideas already. Maybe a low vibration setting for x amount of hours a day to keep her arousal up Or maybe settings that detect when she gets aroused and activate to ramp up her arousal until she cums (forcing her to milk her own prostate- since it’s the only way she can cum without the machine)
a2tailedfox
The way you did the ruined orgasm was even better then I could hope. Accidental ruin, because the machine was programed for people so small. And having a disinterested Dr was really great. You are really getting the feel of the corpo mindset. You know, now that I think about it. Every one of her orgasms for the term of her contract will be ruined. >:) Maybe she gets an augmented reality program installed? Like she sees thing only she can see. She gets a hologram dick in the place of her flat cage. She can feel any thing that happens to that dick in the virtual space, but she has no way to physically stimulate her digital cock. Her digital cock would just appear to her like a slightly opaque hologram. She would get these "ghost" that would show up at times to mess with her digital cock. As if to ad insult to injury the digital cock is bigger then she is. Also, maybe after some whining about her orgasms being ruined, they give her a "compromise" they just milk her prostate instead. They don't tell her what a "milking" entails, ofc. She just thinks anything is better then having another ruined orgasm at this point.
Illwood
Vibe function for the cage is genius 👌
Sarge
I think that and maybe more and more things around her just ramp up her frustrations. Perhaps she watches a video that gets a little too raunchy, or perhaps the cage has a light vibration function. I like the idea of her leaking in her cage so incredibly frustrated and turned on.
Illwood
That ruin was so good! Oh my god. Maybe next there can be a scene were she gets home and hears her neighbours going at it? And just has to sit there and leak in her cage...
ReleaseIsAPrivilege
Thank you so much!!!!
Sam Client
The machine being calibrated just past her was such a good detail. Your ability to add creative ideas that I’ll probably never see anywhere else and yet make it the most erotic thing ever is insane.
