This is kind of an introduction for a series of standalone stories I’d like to write about this topic. They’d all be able to be read as short stories individually, such as this one, but would also be from the POV of this same Doll. Please let me know in the comments if you like this and want more!!

This is not a rape story, consensual non-consent is still consensual sex. There are still illegal actions taken in this fictional story, these do not reflect my real life beliefs and actions.

Enjoy!

The interview process is surprisingly fast. Most likely, my new master has spent plenty of time going over profiles for several dolls before settling on me. I’m grateful to have been chosen. All that remains is his in-person final determination and I’ll be his.

I stand with my hands folded behind my back, baring myself completely to the currently-empty interview room. It’s a small, plain room, completely empty except for two simple chairs facing each other in the center. As is custom, I am standing against the back wall, waiting for my new master. He’ll inspect me for the first time, make sure he wants to go through with his purchase. I shiver, thinking of what might happen when the plain white metal door opens.

As if answering my expectant quivering, the door opens and in walks my new Master. I keep still, hands still folded behind my back, looking at the floor. I see his feet turn as he shuts the door and then begin making their way towards me. Finally, they come to rest in front of me, barely a foot away. I struggle not to catch my breath as the anticipation of his first touch burns through me.

A hand reaches up and he places a finger under my chin. He raises my face to meet his. For the briefest of moments, I meet his gaze before glancing away.

“Your profile said you were shy,” he chuckles softly and my legs feel like Jello. His voice is smooth and oh so tempting. I flush at his words. “Look at me, little mouse,” he commands gently. Obediently, I look.

“Good,” he smiles at me. “Now, why don’t you go put your hands on the back of that chair for me.”

I walk slowly over to the chairs in the center of the room. They’re simple, wooden things. Not made for comfort, but support. We won’t be in this room long enough to require comfort. I place my hands spread evenly apart on the back of the chair, standing directly behind it.

“Back up and lean over, and spread those long, gorgeous legs for me,” his soothing voice commands. Though he is speaking gently, his voice is filled with a power I can’t resist. Doing as my new master commands, I arch my back as I lean over and ensure he can get an eyeful of anything he wants to see.

He walks in a slow circle around me, admiring; once, twice, before stopping directly behind me and placing his open palm on the small of me back, just above my ass. I instinctually hitch at his touch, gently leaning back into the hand. He moves it to one of my cheeks and places the other hand on my other asscheek. His fingers grip me ever so slightly, pulling my ass apart and exposing both my asshole and more of my now-wet pussy. I let out a soft, barely audible gasp.

He crouches down, face inches from my shaking holes. I contain a moan. I don’t know how much noise my master expects from his doll. My rules are to wait for instruction before letting myself express my pleasure.

He spends a few moments inspecting me. My pussy aches to be touched, growing wetter with every passing second. He doesn’t touch it, though. He stands and leans over me, gently pressing himself against me as he does. He reaches under and caresses my breasts, eliciting another involuntary gasp. He squeezes and grasps me a few times, gently touching my nipples with his palm. The entire time, his hard cock presses into my pussy from inside his pants.

He soon pulls away and steps back from me. I can hear the sound of a belt unbuckling and I nearly moan in expectation of what’s next. Suddenly, I feel him. He places the head of his cock at my entrance. Gently moving up and down oh so slightly, teasing my opening. He rubs his head around my slit for a moment, spreading my ample juices.

Then, his cock presses into me with more force and his head enters me. This time, I can’t contain the moan that escapes my lips. I hear him chuckle. Maybe I won’t be punished. Master seems gentle.

Thoughts of punishment disappear when he begins sliding further inside me. Inch by inch, agonizingly slowly, I take him in. He continues for what feels like an eternity, there’s so much of him. When I think I might burst, I finally feel his groin pressing against my ass. It’s his turn to let out a sigh.

“You feel wonderful,” he proclaims, and I beam inside at his praise. “You may speak.”

“Thank you, master,” I moan softly as he gives me a few short pumps before beginning to pick up rhythm. “You… feel… so… good!” I exclaim between his steadily increasing thrusts. Finally, he is slamming into me over and over again as I grip the back of the chair with my nails, struggling to hold in my screams of pleasure.

He continues in that rhythm until I feel him hitch forward in pleasure, moaning softly as he empties his load deep inside me. I cum with him, my drenched pussy gripping his cock in ecstasy.

His dick is suddenly pulled from me and I instantly miss the pressure of him inside me. He slaps my ass cheek lightly and walks around my left side, coming to rest beside me.

Stand straight,” he commands. I obey, returning to my waiting pose. “Good job, little mouse.” His smile is radiant.

“You’ll do wonderfully,” he professed, nodding his head slightly with a look of surety. “Have you been told what you’ll be used for?”

“My Mistress told me that I will be the subject of some of your experiments,” I say softly, shivering with anticipation.

“That’s right,” he nods again. “I’ve been developing some new stimulants, sedatives, and immobilizers that I need more subjects for. You’ll be one of many little pets of mine, all very well cared for, I assure you.” His smile is genuine.

“I’ve been looking for the perfect doll, and I have high hopes for you. Come, let’s go home and I’ll get you settled into your new room,”

Master began going over the rules as he ran his hands along my body one last time before we left the interview room.

“You’ll have a roommate, whom you will share a bed with every night. Nightly, you will be sedated to ensure proper rest between uses. Your pussy will be filled with a large dildo throughout the night, which I will remove when I complete your daily morning inspection.

Your days will vary, as I have many plans for you. You will get intimately aquatinted with your roommate, with some days devoted to non-stop fucking together in your room. Others, I will take you into my lab to test new drugs. I have one that I am particularly excited to use; it will increase the sensitivity of every cell in your body, particularly your erogenous zones. Those will increase in sensitivity at least ten-fold.” He pinches my nipple as he says the last part.

“There will be days where you are required to be my fuck toy for the entire day, completely immobilized but able to hear, see, and feel everything. You might be left leaning over a table or chair, or laid out on my bed for when I need you.

“I expect full obedience from my pets. There are no second chances; you will be disposed of quickly and mercilessly. This isn’t to say you won’t face punishment for minor infractions, but should you try to leave or speak against me, you will be terminated immediately. Do you understand?”

“I do, Master,” I squeak quickly, nodding my head eagerly.

He smiles. “Your breasts move so nicely when you so that. I’m glad we understand each other. Come, little mouse, the lab awaits.”

My pussy drips with excitement as Master takes me by the hand and leads me out of the interview room and into my new life.

Hope you liked it! I plan on writing some of those scenes mentioned above if there’s interest. Let me know!