This is a sadistic sci-fi story with relatively intense physical and psychological abuse, it doesn’t contain any gore.

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“Ready to sign?”

She held the pen in her hand and looked at her lawyer, he nodded. She’d signed her name many times, but this little scribble made her heart race. Her lawyer gathered up the paperwork, said his goodbyes and left. Then it was just the two of them, there was a tension in the air as it was really happening now.

She got undressed and walked over to the chamber, it looked like a rectangular glass bathtub, with a touchscreen and was filled with green, translucent, gel. She stepped in, the gloop was warm on her leg and tingled a little. She sat down and looked at him with needy eyes. He smiled back kindly, put his hand around her throat and forced her under the surface of the liquid. She struggled for a while and then took a deep breath, her lungs filled up with it and everything went dark.

Then she was coughing and spluttering, her mouth and nose spitting out big globs of gunk, she was sitting up and he was holding her head gently.

“Doing ok?” he said, as he shone a light in her eyes, “what’s your name, what day is it and what is 3 5?”

She felt floaty and a little dazed, “Joanna, 8 and … what day is it? I think Tuesday maybe?”

“That’s good, well done,” he said. He gave her some time to stabilise and he smiled at her, it was a cruel smile, a smile of anticipation which glowed in his eyes.

“Now, time to be a good girl, can you do that for me?”

“Yes Sir,” she said, softly.

He grabbed a bunch of her hair and pulled her up to her feet and then threw her out of the chamber and onto the white tiled floor of the cold storage room, she slid across it, her whole body slick with gel.

“Good because I’m in a really good mood tonight. The sort of mood where I want to fuck you up you stupid little whore.” He strode over to where she lay, grabbed her hair and started slapping her, hard.

“Is this what you want you dumb cunt?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Beg for it, tell me what you are and tell me what you need.” He continued to hit her, each strike sending a wave of force through her body. Her blood was pumping, her breathing short and fast.

“Please, I’m just a needy little slut and I need abuse, that’s all I am. You’re my universe Sir, you’re my life, I’ll do anything, please, please hurt me, abuse me, I need to feel your power over me.”

“Yes, that is acceptable.” He dragged her over to the corner and shoved her face into it. He punched her in the lower back, she was winded by the first couple of blows and it was hard to breathe. He didn’t care, he moved on to spanking her, heavily, she quickly went into shock and started sobbing.

“Tears already? I thought you had a decent pain threshold, I thought you were serious about being a good girl?” She couldn’t respond, only gasp. He pushed her head down to the ground, her cheek onto the floor tiles, it was cold on her face and as she gasped little flecks of spit fell from her lips and pooled infront of her.

He held her head down with both hands as he bent over her and put his cock in her pussy. He didn’t ease it in or go slow, he rammed it in, hard and deep and started thrusting immediately. She was in a lot of pain and it didn’t matter now, everything was a blur, she was swimming, spinning, her brain flooded with endorphins, there were no thoughts in this floating world, just big blooms of brightly coloured emotion like Indian powder paint dropped in water.

He fucked her, powerfully and without mercy. Still covered in gel she was sliding forward a little with each thrust until her forehead was pressed against the base of the wall. Pounded over and over she came, deeply, right in her guts, shuddering as the waves of pleasure passed over her. She had no idea how long he fucked her like this, in that moment it was forever.

Then he slid her backwards across the floor, flipped her over and knelt over her head. She writhed and moaned a little as he came a large load onto her face. He used his thumb and fingers to force the cum into her eyes.

“Fuck you, fuck you, open your eyes, fuck you,” he shouted as he slapped her. She did for a moment and he managed to get a little cum in there before she instinctively closed them again, they burned.

He sat on the floor for a moment, exhausted, all she could do was breathe, arching her back to gulp down the heavy breaths, her tits rising and falling. Then he picked her up, kissed her gently on the head, walked over to the chamber, dunked her in and held her under until she passed out.

He pulled her out again and gave her a moment to come round. She could see that look in his eyes again. “I’ve installed the suppressor, it’s impossible for you to cum now however desperate you get, the nerve signals are blocked.” She felt down, a few centimeters above her pussy there was a little metal stud poking out through the skin, as she pressed on it she could feel it’s tendrils woven into her body.

He pulled her to her feet and over to the wall, holding her by the throat and pushing her into it. “Are you ready?” “Yes Sir, I’m always ready.” He looked deep into her eyes as he covered her nose and mouth. The tension built up in her body more and more, it was burning, demanding to breathe, she writhed with her arms across his back and up the wall, smearing a trail of gel.

Still he denied her, until finally he let go and she guzzled big, desperate, breaths, just trying to survive. He put his cock in her pussy, she was so wet, so overwhelmed. With each thrust he smacked her hips back into the wall, their eye contact never breaking, his fingers clawing at her face and breasts.

She got more and more aroused, she hit the point where she would usually tip over into an orgasm, nothing, she just got more and more horny, more energy pooling. It was like an ancient river blocked by a concrete dam, it was completely immovable and out of her control, the pressure to cum just built up and up with nowhere to go. She lost her mind, she wept and moaned against the wall, he loved that. He whispered gently, slowly, “you stupid fucking whore, I’m going to destroy you.”

When he was done he carried her back to the chamber. As he plunged her in the cum in her pussy glooped out and mixed with the gel. She choked on gel as it all went dark. As he pulled his hand out the freezing process began, though she stayed warm throughout.

Trillions of tiny nanomachines in the gel swarmed into her body, they put each cell into a low energy, hibernation state, feeding them just enough nutrients so they could keep functioning at a fantastically slow rate. The machines carried away waste, repaired damage, removed all unwanted biological material, even managed and cultured her gut microbiome like a field of wild flowers.

It was like her body was a beautiful mansion and thousands of footmen, butlers and gardeners were rushing around the place, cleaning it, repairing it, polishing it, putting it in a pristine, frozen state. Even a single fleck of dust landing on an ornate chair would be quickly whisked away moments later. All waiting for the masters return, for his rage to ransack and pillage it over and over again.

He only pulled her out when he was really ready for her, his fury was always wild. For her it was continuous, she did nothing but try to keep the shattered pieces of her mind together as best she could. One time there were two other men with him, rough men who spared her nothing of their hatred. Sometimes he would bring her out just to beat her, to look into her eyes and watch her flinch each time the electro paddle slammed into her skin.

She never came, she just got more desperate, she had gone well beyond anything she had ever thought possible. There was nothing else in her mind, only the desire, the relentless, endless, soul crushing desire. With so little neural activity between sessions it was all continuous to her, her life on ice meant it never stopped, days and days, weeks of continual fucking and beating and whimpering, moaning, crying and his laughter at how pathetic she had become. Her body immaculately repaired each time meant she could physically take it while her mind had no respite.

He pulled her out again and after a few moments she realised the room was different, it was metal and not tiled. As he fucked her he turned her round and slammed her face up against a big glass window, through it she could see the Earth. The whole Earth, a hundred kilometers below them, they were orbiting it once an hour. She could see the continents drift past, the day side all greens and blues, a few megastructures visible, the night side glittering with lights, and beyond it a whole sea full of stars.

As he carried her back to her cryo chamber she noticed another next to it, “what’s that?” “It’s mine, we’re both going to sleep for a while this time” he said, lowering her gently in and kissing her forehead before pushing her under.

With longer cryo sleeps dreams crept in more and more, they were always simple, slow, her neural activity was dulled to its lowest level but even here some brainwaves still broke on the shore of her consciousness. She dreamt she was running her hand across some floral pattern wallpaper which had millions of tiny red leaves. She could feel them brushing against her hand. She reached deeper in, beneath the leaves were the stalks, woody and stiff. She felt along one of them and it started to move and tighten around her arm. She tried to pull her hand out but the stalks wound themselves around her, gripping her tightly in.

He pulled her out. “Well I have a surprise for you my darling, my rose, my good little fuck bucket, would you like to know what it is?” She couldn’t talk properly, her brain was awash with desire and hormones, all she could do was mutter “yeszh ddy.” “Today, I’m going to let you cum!”

It had been so long her mind was just so ragged with lust, so pent up with sex, all she could do was sob and mutter “plzsshe”, “pleassszzhe” over and over. He liked that, he liked how far he had taken her, how deeply she had been deconstructed.

He lifter her out onto the edge of the chamber and put his finger on the suppressor, it began to vibrate. The vibrations were deep in her flesh, spreading through her whole pussy and roudn into her ass. The electric feelings built up, a raw, white, fire crept into her guts and up her spine. When it arrived at her head she lost contact with everything. Then, suddenly and without warning, he flicked the suppressor off. Her body was almost hesitant at first, the first waves of pleasure coming slowly, then more and more, all the energy built up behind the dam flooding out, blasting through everything in its path. It was like a supernova, she squirted, she writhed, she was convinced she would die. He held her solidly and whispered “good girl, that’s right, let it all out, cum for me, deeply, deeply.”

Afterwards he sat down, his back to the chamber, she slumped into his arms and shuddered and shook. She had no control over her body, he held her, soothed her, calmed her. They sat there for a long time, she gently wept into his chest for a while. Her mind began to reassemble itself, fuck, this was everythign she had wanted, the whole reason for becoming a fuck toy in the first place. They enjoyed feeling each other's bodies for quite a while, just sitting together, in a pool of gel. After he picked her up, put her back in the chamber and put her back on ice. Her dreams were sweeter now, lighter. The plants on the wallpaper had flowered, shining white petals surrounding a tight disk of orange florets.

Time changed him. Each time he pulled her out things were different in the room, his clothes would change. His beard began to grey, he softened a little, and he became calmer, more affectionate. He would still pull her out to brutalise her, and after they fucked he would enjoy to lay with her on his chest and stroke her hair gently with one of his fingers, for a while. They didn’t talk, they didn’t need to.

Out the window there were many wonders, her life was a celestial slideshow. A red planet with drifts of sand dunes for thousands of kilometers, a water world with fractal patterns of conscious kelp singing in the oceans, gargantuan space habitats spiralling off into the dark. There were gas giants so close to a star they continually burned with columns of fire, any one of which could easily have swallowed the earth, and thousands of towers of flame lashed out like a relentless flogging on a giant's back. The planet just sat there, much too close to a raging fusion furnace, eye to eye with a star, being torn to pieces over and over, with no possibility of escape.

He pulled her out, she could see how reduced he was, one side of his face drooped a little, they didn’t fuck anymore, he just liked to hold her. “How long?” she asked one time.”For you it’s been two years, for me my lifetime, and I am so thankful for having had you with me. For the Earth, well, you’ll see, the cities you know are dust now, we’re heading back through the badlands, it won’t take long and I’ll wake you when we arrive.” He was clearly near the end, and past the point where he wanted a fuck slave. He put her gently back into the gel with a kindly smile.

She fell deeply to dreaming. The flowers were gone and the red plants were covered in shiny, orange, berries. She plucked one from it’s stem and chewed it, it had a rounded, full, flavour like a fine wine with floral high notes. Then the stems began winding around her, they were eager for her body, keen to entrap her. For some reason she didn’t mind, he would pull her out in a moment, surely, in just a second he’d be here. She was pulled deeper and deeper in, the sunlight disappearing as a blanket of red petals was drawn over her head. Drawn down to the loamy earth she waited for an age. She struggled, it did nothing, she was held, heavy roots wrapped themselves around her. Even at the speed of a dream this was an eon.

She awoke and sat up, coughing up gel. Looking around, her eyes slowly came into focus. Why was the room flooded with red light? Why did it smell like metal? Where was he? Then she saw it, it looked like a big octopus with many colours rippling across it’s skin, it started to slide towards her, it’s tentacles reaching towards the chamber. She screamed.