"Now, this next erotic oil is one I'm even more surprised that anyone would willingly agree to, let alone pay top dollar for."
"There's more!?" I cried, almost despairing. I didn't know how much more I could take. I was already desperately horny and way over my head.
"Of course. I've been excited to apply this one on you. But first, some precautions. I really don't want any of this getting on my skin. I'm not a masakistic little slut like you." I watched the man put on all kinds of peotective gear, as if he was about to handle some insane virus experiment or something. Plastic apron, double layer of rubber gloves, face mask, visor... Meanwhile, I was just laying here completely naked and unable to move. My heart was racing as the man pulled out a large, solid container. Opening it, he revealed a smaller cylinder. That too was just protection for the tiny little glass vile inside.
"This substance was originally developed to cure premature ejaculation. One tiny drop on the penis will cure the condition for life. Though two drops will make it difficult to cum. Three will pretty much perminantly prevent the penis from being able to ejaculate. But we're going to use the whole vike on you."
"No wait! You can't! I need to cum! I'm already so horny!"
"Don't worry. It won't take away your arousal. In fact, it should increase it quite a bit. It makes the parts it's applied onto into hyper erogenous zones. Think of it as a chemical chastity cage that can never be unlocked." He unstoppered the vile and held it over my hard dick.
"No, wait!" I cried, but too late. Cool, slick, clear oil dripped onto my cock. One, two, three... Then a healthy glob. The man grabbed hold with his gloved hand and began to spread the oil around my entire shaft. I whimpered with desire at being masterbated with this slippery substance. I was so horny. Unlike before when he'd been edging me, this time he didn't have to go slow and careful. His grop was firm, and he was not shy about rubbing it into my cock head and under my forskin.
"Aaaah! I'm cuming! I'm cuming!" I cried out, feeling my orgasm building. The stranger didn't stop or slow down though. He sped up. His firm grip pumping my lubed up cock with vigor. I cried out, right at the edge of climax, but... There was no relief. No orgasm. Just the continuous anticipation of one.
"Orgasms are impossible for you now," the man chuckled. "But you'll forever feel the need for one. Forever horny and ready for use." He spoke over my sobbing, moaning begging as he kept on jerking me off.
"You need to accept your new station in life. You exist only to please other men now. You're own relief doesn't matter. You're kept constantly horny so you'll always be eager and willing to serve your betters. Always a horny little slut eager to be used. Speaking of which..."
The man let go of my trembling cock and put more oil on his hands and began sliding them all over my nipples. Circling, pinching, twisting... I moaned like a slut. I felt like I was about to cum just from having my nipples played with. My nipples had never been this sensitive before.
Next, he used almost the last of the oil as lube as he began to circles my butthole. My rim got more and more sensitive. Then he entered, making me whimper. But I was not prepared for the sensation of when he found my prostate. I'd always been too timid and afraid of anal play. I'd been scared to even finger myself, let alone use a dildo. But this was a whole new world of pleasure. I was born to be fucked.
The man continued to play with my prostate with one hand, but the other was busy lubing up some sort of catheter in the oil. It slid into my urithra with little resistance. Deeper and deeper, making the inside of my dick even more erogenous. It was a stange feeling. Like peeing backwards. Then he got to my prostate from the other side. The last of the oil was pumped into the tube, tight not my prostate from the inside, increasing its sensitivity, and making it incapable of ever granting orgasms.
"No..." I moaned as the man pulled the catheter and his fingers out of me. "Keep fucking me! Please!" My body craved sex. I needed to be used.
"Good you've accepted your roll, but know your place. Getting fucked is a reward and a privilege, and you haven't earned it. Now, to keep you from constantly masterbating yourself instead of seeking real men to pleasure, an additional element is required."
The man pulled a strange gun-like device from his suitcase. He pressed it against my right palm and shot something small into it. The same with the left hand. Then, changing some setting, he pressed the device against the base of my cock and shot some kind of implant in there too. It only stung for a second.
"In your hands are proximity sensors. And in your cock is a dissaplin chip. Move your hands too close to you dick and you feel a warning tingle." He moved my hand to hover near my crotch. An electric tingling filled my cock ominously. It felt dangerous.
"Trying to touch yourself or even covering up my penis with your hands will be punished." I yelped as he moved my limp hand to my penis. A sharp electric shock zaped through my dick. It hurt! "Don't worry. The chip runs on bio-electricity, so you'll be constantly recharging it so it'll never stop working. This will help train you to be a good submissive slut who needs other men to help you with your unending lust."