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Master removes the gag, unties me and hoists me up onto my feet via his elaborate pulley system.

He quickly shoved three pills into my mouth, followed by some water and before I could respond he has his hand over my nose and mouth.

He sternly commands: "Swallow." I obey, without even thinking. I am slowly turning into a completely mindless fuck doll, a sex object to be used in the most extreme way.

Master leaves me hoisted up for what feels like an age, at this point I have lost all concept of time, I start to feel funny and realise the pills are kicking in. I feel very lightheaded and I can tell I'm about to lose consciousness. I pass out only saved from hitting the floor by the strict confines of my bondage.

I regain consciousness, groggy and disorientated. I am totally immobilised and I have the familiar feeling in my mouth of the urinal hood, I am confused about my situation but the hood is somewhat comforting, there is something familiar and soothing about it. I can't turn my to the left or right and I can feel a hard cold structure all around my head, encasing it.

My ankles, wrists and ass are also immobilised by a similar structure, encased in this solid material. My exposed behind is sticking out behind me and I can feel my balls hanging freely while my cock is resting against what feels like cold tiles.

My hands and ankles are locked in place roughly next to each other, they feel completely enclosed and I can't move my fingers or toes at all. My head and ass are at the same level. Roughly waist height of the average man...

Masters head pops in front of my eye line.

He is grinning with delight and there is a look of true achievement on his face.

He locks eyes with me and starts to speak.

"Well, now this might just be my greatest creation. I've always dreamed of creating something like this. A fixture in my own club. For everyone to use as and when they want."

He stands up straight and continues his monologue, knowing I'm a captive audience. "Now, this was incredibly ambitious and took some real work. We had to knock a wall through to make space for this"

I was still groggy from the drugs but things were starting to fall into place.

master continued with glee

"Just your face, asshole and cock are outside of the wall. your hands and feet have been cemented into the wall and your body is basically just another brick. You truly can't move at all!"

"So on one side of the wall is the toilet, with your face for the urinal. If you could turn your head you would be able to see the urinals next to you, but I suppose you being able to move would defeat the object" master explained.

I tried to turn to see but I was fully immobilised and it was nothing to do with the drugs, I was simply a fixture in the wall, only able to move my eyes from left to right.

"The other side is the corridor where people will queue to use our ass and cock as our permanent club toy. You shouldn't be able to move at all and you won't.... Ever"

I was reeling from the horror, locked in this hell. But master wasn't done, he continued to explain,

"What's even better is that there is a trough below you on each side, this leads to a pump that is piped directly to the urinal that your head is placed in, I had this especially made in berlin, it's an industrial porcelain urinal that can hold an incredible amount of piss. We have just attached the urinal drain to your gag, so you ARE the drain now. Any liquid that ends up in the trough, will end up being fed directly to you!"

Master somehow sensed my question, while I was taking on all this information. I was panicking and couldn't help but think, how would I survive? But master picked up his explanation to give me the details I was so curious about.

"You'll have a twice daily enema and we will feed you nutrient drinks once a day to ensure you don't starve! This is your life now, your transformation into a permanent toy is complete."

"Now I know what your thinking... What about the challenge. Well I got bored of that. And this was always the end goal."

I'm still confused from the drugs but the reality of this is setting in. This is my life now, a fixture in the wall, there to be filled with piss and cum. To be fucked and tormented daily, how has an innocent meeting led to this. I can't thrash, I can't even scream. I try to plead but I make no noise apart from a few muffled yelps.

Master stands up, looking even more delighted with himself. Unzips his trousers and starts to fill the urinal. I noticed the volume immediately. My eyes widen in horror as master starts to fill it up. As before, the mechanism inside my mouth ensures I can't block the hole. I am resigned to drinking his piss once more.

At the same time I feel a liberal amount of what could only be anal lube smeared all over my ass. And I feel that familiar feeling of a hard cock sliding inside. At this moment my body relaxes and I am washed over by a feeling of relief and joy.

Wait, what is going on. I'm not meant to be happy about this, my life is over. I am never getting out of here. I am nothing more than a wall fixture in a gay club. But for whatever reason, over the last few days, I have been programmed to need my ass full over anything else. I am a little cock slave, a wall mounted fleshlight.

As I am being fucked I feel my cock harden and i continue to swallow down my masters piss. My cock pushed against the concrete as I feel the anonymous penis push deep inside me, this man's hips slapping against my exposed ass. I want to ride it, I want to back into it so that I can feel it deep inside me. But I'm trapped and frustrated. He pushes in and out pausing at the top and the bottom.

If it wasn't for my masters piss I would be salivating. I finish the piss in the urinal and the first thing that comes to mind is that I need more.

What the fuck is happening to me! Why am I craving all the things that are happening to me. Is this some sort of fucked up Stockholm syndrome?

I focus on the cock in my ass because at this point all I want to do is cum, I can feel it gently hitting my prostate and I revel in it. But as he speeds up and thrusts deep inside me, I feel him twitch and start to cum inside me. Gaarrrggghhh I'm so horny.

The cum drips out of my ass and down my balls, runs along my hard cock and into the drain below. I feel a stream of warm water hit my ass and follow the cum down into the drain below. After a few minutes a motor whirs and suddenly the urinal starts to fill up with a mixture of cum and piss, I start slurping it down as if I haven't had a drink in days.

I hear a shout from the other room "it's all working boss!"

He replies " okay it's go time!"

I cannot hear things well and everything is muffled due to the concrete. But I hear the bustling sound of people entering the club. My muscles tense in anticipation. I am dreading it, yet my cock twitches once more.