STORIES OF SPOT CLICK 23

We need a semen sample. Live production. The buyers want to see how long you take and how much you release."

Your cock is so hard it hurts. The vibrator hits your prostate with each pulsation. The needles still embedded in your skin tug with each breath. The cameras focus on you from three angles. On the screens, you see your own face: red, sweaty, with eyes rolled back in pleasure-pain.

And below your image, a live chat. Hundreds of messages scrolling by at impossible speed:

"How much to mark him permanently?"

"I'll pay double if they cut off his cock and turn him into a pure hole."

"I need one like that for my human farm."

"Do they accept cerebral modifications? I have a neurosurgeon friend."

"Two hundred thousand if they send him to me tomorrow."

You read the messages while the vibrator destroys your prostate and something breaks in your head. This is reality. Not a fantasy. Not a game. There are people out there with money and power who literally want to buy you, transform you, destroy you. And they will if you let them.

And your cock is about to explode.

"Ten seconds for the sample or we apply forced electro-stimulation," the man announces.